Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"Look I would rather die than marry Archie Cuthbole,"Cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner one evening.

"Em, you have no fate, you have little choice,"I explained in my"big Brother"office,"He is a desirable suitor."

"He is decrepit and disgusting, I should rather be a street walking whore than tie him !"she snapped.

"For gods sake talk good sense little girl,"father insisted,"You're my ward now St. John has disappeared with that woman of the street and your mother has returned to Northumbria, and if I say you'll marry Archie then marry him you shall !"

She sulked. Not even a mesmerism of a secret plan of chess cheered her.

"I'm xviii, why should I throw my aliveness away ?"she asked as I tried to console her.

"Because you are not yet 20 one years of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as sire says, you are too immature to eff your own mind."

"I do so, I want to be a paramour dressed in silk and satin for all men to stare at and drive them wild."she suggested.

"You have no theme,"I snapped,"Concubines and streetwalkers have an awful time, abused from dusk till dawn. Serving wenches dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the bloom of youth they walk the streets and fornicate down back alleyway. They leave their offspring at the church Gates and finally they end up beat or in the workhouse."

"Yet they stay, they don't run away do they ?"she challenged,"fountainhead do they ?"

"They have nowhere else to go,"I explained.

"And how do you know so a good deal ?"she demanded.



"I have been to Madame L'Oiseaux's establishment in Salford on occasions."I admitted.

"Really !"she gasped delightedly,"Shall you take me ?"

"Rather like taking one's own ale to an ale house,"I laughed.

"No, really, I should like to see, to see, if I liked it."she said, her middle bright with excitement.

"Oh, very well. I shall suffer a news,"I agreed.

Now to be honest I had no intention of so doing but Em kept nagging me and finally threatened to go on her own. I relented.

I went to see Mme L'Oiseaux at her establishment. I had been as a customer some meter previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a special treat for my eighteenth natal day. An angel had attended me and I had become a man.

It was with considerable trepidation that I approached Madame.

She listened with ill concealed hilarity,"A Virgo the Virgin, she wishes to join my ecesis !"

"She wishes to see for herself,"I explained.

"She is a noblewoman ? yes ?"she asked,"Not a servant, an educated young lady ?"

"Yes, educated yes, sensible no."I assured her,"One sight of your clientele and she will run a mile !"

"Indeed Monsieur, they are not, how do you say, comely,"she sighed,"I have to woolgather that they look like Greek Supreme Being as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not begin to liken with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not worry, I shall not leap on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer gentlewoman these daylight, single with flyspeck clenched fist which do not tear their bolts and go soft before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a lowly consideration,"she agreed.

Fortunately I had been lucky at cards recently and the sum was within my means, just.

"Tomorrow evening then. Six of the clock."she ordered.

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Em was delighted,"Oh thank god,"she sighed,"I did not want to go alone."

We made up a story about visiting a friend and actually set forth just after luncheon the succeeding day.

We idled round the town for a piece and arrived at six of the clock precisely.

Madame greeted us like long lost champion,"come in, fall in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be office of my maison of love, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked bear on. I had long suspected her cognition of French was scanty at best.

"Speak English Em you know I don't understand French,"I chided.

"Oui, we speak only English and the international language of erotic love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the other lady friend !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a small sit around room. Girls sat daily round in their night attire,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to unite us or should I say Estelle."

The missy said very minuscule, Madame beckoned one to fall in us,"Francoise s'il vous plait,"and we left the sitting elbow room and retired to madame's little dressing room.

"We had better find you a worthy night-robe cherie, Francoise, what sizing is Estelle do you think ?"

"Perfect Madame,"Francoise agreed,"Like Monique ?"

"Oui, like Monique, discase cherie,"Madame requested.

"What, with Gospel According to John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of course, gentleman enjoy watching us disrobe, you must practice until you can make them wild with anticipation,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their come in their knee pants,"Francoise muttered,"Not in us."

Em went to remove her shawl and before she had even set it down Francoise was busy undoing the laces at her back. The threatening gown fell forward baring Ems sweet rap hill. Em cupped her chest

with her men to obliterate them but Francoise gently pulled Ems hands away, holding them firmly behind her.

"Is she not, ah sexy as they say ?"Madame asked.

"Rather !"I said eagerly

"Only rather, not very sexy or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's gown slipped down her arms showing ever more of her charms as from somewhere Francoise took a comic strip of silken fabric, and as the robe fell so she bound Em's wrist behind her with the soft silken cord.

"W'what are you doing ?"Em asked with considerable concern.

"It is for your own good cherie,"Madame said."Now stand still."

Em squirmed away, but Monique held her, Her subdivision under Em's shoulders crossing over to cup Em's bosom as Madame reached around and pushed Em's gown to the floor.

Em rocked as Francoise pulled her rear and she had no choice but to step out of her gown.

She stood helpless in her petticoat, boots and stockings,"Have you changed your mind Cherie ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em said defiantly though she looked absolutely terrified.

"Have you had any cock yet ? John maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

"Not in your ass or oral cavity or puss ?"Madame asked again.

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must find out to please a cock,"Madame insisted."John your cock please."

"Here hang on a present moment,"I cautioned,"This was not part of he deal."

"No but it is a bonus,"Madame insisted,"Now drop your rear of tube so Francoise may wash your cock."

"Look,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are early gentlemen willing to pay handsomely, fat ugly men ?"Madame suggested.

"I should rather it was can,"Em said quietly.

I had no choice but to do as they asked. My dick reared as Francois began to wash him tenderly with warmly water and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the cock and take him in your mouth and suck,"Madame ordered.

Em looked apprehensive but she knelt and kissed the eye of my cock.

"C'est stark mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your mouth, breathe through your poke and suck up gently and drive him to heaven."

Ems back talk closed around my pommel end, then relaxed. I held her oral sex in my script and pulled her on to my pecker. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

Em gagged. I eased my cock further in,"Breathe silly girl,"I whispered.

"She is a instinctive !"Madame praised her,"Now suck my dear, withdraw the seed out, enrage his senses with your tongue, give yourself to him, feed yourself to your Creator the peter !"

It was not the most eloquent way to instruct Em but her breathing was now steady and she looked incredibly beautiful with her mouth all-encompassing undefended and filled to the lip with my cock.

"Enough or he will spill his seed,"Madame ordered,"You are virgo intacto ?"

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to extract my cock. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an retard with my cock at wide stretch but only for a consequence. At a polarity from Madame so Francois slapped me around the side with a stale wet material. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your ardour of course,"Madame laughed,"Now you must leave us, we have cleaning lady's work to do."

"What ?"I asked.

"Do not ask but have something to eat and recover your effectiveness,"Francois said knowingly,"retort in one 60 minutes, yes ?"

There was a tavern next threshold, I pulled up my breech, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and precious little ale before returning on the hour.

Madame would not see me,"We are not ready !"she insisted,"waiting in the racy room."

and when I went to go she added,"Take this."

A slickness of paper with a number on it. 145.

The blueing room was the big room, formerly the principal reception way when the whorehouse had been a town house. The walls were dreary and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the comparable might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the platform and a trade good few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle led from the door to the political program so one might name quite an entrance.

Quite a few Lady were also seated, Madame's Lady you understand, not fine ma'am. Seated with gentlemen prior to retiring upstairs to their respective Chambers for the act of love, or what ever parts of the act of love the gentlemen was prepared to pay for.

There was an air of expectancy. Then the room access opened and the most exquisitely beautiful tool I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gilded face slice with ostrich feather. Her surgical gown was exquisite in cobalt blue with shimmering gem stones, flowing to the floor and beyond to organize a train, but cut away so that from her shoulders it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her eye and opening again so her woman 's parts and indeed the social movement of her peg were entirely bare. I stared. He woman's contribution were completely shaved like a new born.

It had to be Em. By god she was beautiful. Madame led her to the platform whereon I saw a bed had been placed, a bed with sparkling lily-white sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two other gentlewoman accompanied her. She sat on the bed border and Madame had her spread her leg to yield the crew a better position of her buck private places.

Francois stepped forward and gently eased back Em's puss lips so the throng could see, or imagine, the Virgo skin behind.

"Do you take your tag ?"Madame enquired,"For the lucky figure is ?"One of the women reached inside a tub and extracted a ticket.

"Numero Un Quatre Cinq, One hundred and forty five"she announced.

It rang a bell, 145, in my air hole. Oh my lord they had fiddled the auction sale for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh estimable god, I feared I might not be up to the job. But my penis was straining against my whack, I now feared I might germinate my bolt before I could divest myself of my knickers and stake her.

"One four five !"I cried and lunged from my chair loosening my rear of tube as I did so.

Of course I tripped and would have fallen on my fount except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly gentleman which broke my fall, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my loose breeches with one paw as I did so.

"Indeed One Four Five,"Madame agreed,"Enjoy your prize Mosieur."

Em still sat on the boundary of the bed. Her legs still spread.

A more considerate fan might have kissed her and made her feel less uneasy but I was seriously intoxicated with lust. I could no more resist for a back than fly to the moon.

I merely rested the tip of my member against her slightly parted woman 's voice and pressed firmly.

A cry like a tiny wench showed I had claimed her. A instant thrust and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my breeches round my ankles still, my shirt still buttoned and my crown still on. Francois helped disinvest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my pectus was bare and I felt Ems bullet backbreaking nipples and her diffused conceding knocker against my chest.

"Oh god,"Em husked,"I am on attack !"

"Then allow me to quench your fervour,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly congius of my seed gushed forth within her.

"Oh no !"Em protested,"Oh what have you done !"

"He has spilled his seeded player, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequent the act of dear is ? To feel fuck we ladies need more than than any man can cater, why Francoise can serve a dozen men in a single hour can you not cherie ?"

"Of course madame, and when you use both billet then more than ten,"she confirmed.

"One in front and one behind and one in your sass is unadulterated,"another peeress named Michelle added, and two more with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we much auction your bet on passing,"Madame explained"Thank you monsieur, that will be all,"she thanked me and I staggered away while trying to dress.

By the time I looked round Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her rear high in the air.

Gentlemen were bidding a cockeyed amount until finally a portly sottish soul elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am forestall to replicate found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent breeches parted easily with a patent of invention zipping fastener down the straw man and up the rear to let his lowly outgrowth swing free people and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a lady he mounted the weapons platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her Brown hole was more resistant than her forepart. Time and again he pressed until he entered somewhat more than a fraction and thereupon shot his bolt.

He seemed well enough satisfied. Another auction and another cove tried to mount her back passage, lubricated now with the kickoff gentleman's seed her anus gave up the unequal struggle and allowed him thick inside her. Em cried out but whether in delight or painful sensation none could do it. Another auction.

The ranks were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought lady with which to consort privately, just a few continue hopeful that Em's passage would rest loaded enough to shiver them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for mercy."One consequence,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's quartern for a present moment.

"And what am I bid ?"Francois enquired as she now took Em's place.

Polite banter ensued but Em was brought back. Naked now but for her masquerade once again to admit her spot but now something protruded from her uterus, a stick, as declamatory stave as any manful member, and another larger still in her brown hole.

She took Francois plaza and the side by side gentleman came behind her. His member and the peg together inside her was altogether too often. poor people Em gasped with uncontrolled delectation as the sensations wracked her brain until a finely mist squirted from her as her very first orgasmic moment filled her stallion being with pleasure.

Madame held her helping hand,"Enjoy, this is your future Mon Cherie."she cooed.

The crew were getting bored,"Now show us how you excite yourself Mon Cherie !"Madame suggested.

She helped Em down from the platform and had her sit on the floor, she helped Em rip the stick from her puss and impress it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"word form a dress circle, experience liberal to let off yourselves gentlemen,"Madame suggested.

In a import of so it seemed a rotary of men formed around her, their appendages extracted from their breeches and held in shaking work force as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your snatch, your tits, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own scrubs and stepped closer to Em so her puss was in from Em's face."punch me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's puss, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the taste sensation most accordant and began to solve and kiss her hungrily, but for a minute only as the men were driven wilderness and spurts of silver seed began to surge and bubble forth splattering pitiful Em's naked body.

"Try for her mouth !"Madame laughed, her eyes, her nuzzle !"

Em glistened with men 's ejaculate, she looked despoiled, sully and played out,"If any can get his seed in her oral fissure he can suffer her for the eternal rest of the evening !"Madame laughed.

Em looked at me, she stood and came to me, took my member in her sass and sucked.

My come flowed like a river and she made sure everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"yield me menage John,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's room. She wiped the rack up of the slime from her consistence and threw off the mask while still gently fingering her puss.

"Do you want me can ?"she asked bluntly.

"Yes Em, I love you,"I confessed.

"And you will conjoin me because if you do not I own I shall be quite cognitive content, nay, very content indeed to become a fancy woman if Madame will have me.

"Yes Em. I will marry you,"I agreed.

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a bawd would not accommodate, especially when men choose other noblewoman, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your percentage of the earnings for tonight, I take one-half you have the other, I think that is fair."

Madame handed me a heavy bag of Au coins,"Your married woman was very popular,"she laughed.

Em pulled her own nightie on, her thrill as well but handed me her petticoat and stockings for safety keeping.

We bade Madame farewell and hailed a hansom cab cab as we had money in excess, and ordered him to train us home.

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

"John,"Em said as the cart clattered away.

"I feel disregard, my suppuration feels empty,"Em complained.

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

"I have a wooden shaft up my prat exciting me commemorate,"she said,"And the cart made me feel really squiffy."

She lofted her robe. Her puss glistened in moonlight. In trice my breeches were down and we were one once more.

The wooden scape clattered to the floor and I started to pound her."candy kiss me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The clouds scudded across the moon as I shot my thunderbolt once more and then we were away to the house and the inquisition as to where we had been.

"Where have you been ?"father asked.

"Oh the brothel in Town,"Em explained,"John showed me how the ladies and men conjoin and afterwards we tried it for ourselves and found it very pleasant."

"You did what ?"Father asked.

"Fornicated, and John the Divine pushed a ebony gibe up my bottom to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to get hitched with him !"

"Oh you brazen hussy !"Mother protested.

"Sounds much like the way you seduced me Marjory,"father admitted,"Well solves the Cuthbole problem, he won't want you if you're not pure and it will quit John's wenching so well done I hope you will both be very glad !"

"Richard !"mother protested,"Is that all you have to say ?"

"No, Em, you plowshare Gospel According to John's bed from now on as it will be one less room to oestrus and one less fervidness for the maiden to light.We can't afford to ravage coal.

Em giggled, mother looked daggers. I just wanted to go to bed. With Em .