Em It is 1823. In Lancashire England.

"expression I would rather die than marry Archie Cuthbole,"full cousin Emily said forcibly after dinner one evening.

"Em, you have no lot, you have little choice,"I explained in my"big pal"use,"He is a desirable suitor."

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

"For immortal sake talk common sense young woman,"father insisted,"You're my ward now John Lackland has disappeared with that working girl 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 hypnotism of a biz of chess game cheered her.

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

"Because you are not yet twenty one age of age or married,"I explained,"Therefore you must do as father says, you are too green to have it away your own mind."

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

"You have no idea,"I snapped,"Concubines and hustler have an awful time, abused from dusk cashbox dawn. Serving bird dressed like princesses, and then as they lose the flush of early days they walk the streets and fornicate down back back street. They leave their offspring at the church building gate and finally they end up dead or in the workhouse."

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

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

"And how do you know so often ?"she demanded.



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

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

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

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

"Oh, very well. I shall give a password,"I agreed.

Now to be dependable I had no intent 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 validation. I had been as a customer some time previously when unbeknown to me my chums had arranged a special treat for my eighteenth birthday. 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 mirthfulness,"A Virgo, she wishes to join my establishment !"

"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, reasonable 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 dream that they look like Greek deity as they paw me and use me,"she looked at me wistfully,"They do not begin to compare with you cherie."

"I thank you Madame,"I said nervously.

"Do not occupy, I shall not leap on your cock !"she laughed,"I prefer ladies these days, ones with midget fists which do not shoot their dash and go indulgent before I am sated."

"Then you will help us ?"I asked.

"For a small thoughtfulness,"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 tarradiddle about visiting a protagonist and actually set forth just after luncheon the next day.

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

Madame greeted us like long lost booster,"seed in, get along in !"she beamed,"So you wish to be part of my maison of lovemaking, cherie ?"

"Oui Madame,"Em replied. Madame looked concerned. I had long suspected her knowledge of French people was scanty at best.

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

"Oui, we speak only English and the international language of love here,"Madame explained,"Come see the other girls !"she invited us before shewing Em through to a short sitting elbow room. lady friend sat round in their night garb,"C'est Monique, Chantal, Ariadne, Violette, Francois, Annette,"she introduced Em to them,"Emily wishes to get together us or should I say Estelle."

The girls said very piffling, Madame beckoned one to bring together us,"Francoise s'il vous braid,"and we left the sitting room and retired to madame's niggling dressing room.

"We had better discover you a suitable gown cherie, Francoise, what sizing is Estelle do you think ?"

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

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

"What, with John watching ?"Em protested.

"Why of course, man enjoy watching us disrobe, you must drill until you can name them wild with anticipation,"Madame encouraged her.

"So they spill their seed in their breeches,"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 fleshy scrubs fell forward baring Ems sweet pink mounds. Em cupped her breast

with her hands to hide 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 aphrodisiac or extremely ?"Madame asked ,.

Em 's gown slipped down her arms showing ever more than of her charms as from somewhere Francoise took a strip of silken textile, and as the gown fell so she bound Em's wrists behind her with the easygoing silken cord.

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

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

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

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

She stood helpless in her underskirt, 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 ? toilet maybe ?"Madame asked.

"No !"Em insisted.

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

"No !"Em said.

"Then you must learn to please a rooster,"Madame insisted."John your cock please."

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

"No but it is a bonus,"Madame insisted,"Now neglect your breeches so Francoise may wash your cock."

"Look,"I said.

"If you will not I am sure there are other valet de chambre willing to pay handsomely, fat ugly men ?"Madame suggested.

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

I had no alternative but to do as they asked. My prick reared as Francois began to moisten him tenderly with warm water supply and scented soap.

"Now kneel before your master the cock and take him in your oral fissure and suction,"Madame ordered.

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

"C'est arrant mon cherie,"Madame approved,"Now take him deeply in your mouth, breathe through your nose and nurse gently and get hold of him to heaven."

Ems lips closed around my node end, then relaxed. I held her promontory in my hired hand and pulled her on to my stopcock. She choked.

"Breathe through your nose,"Madame reminded her.

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

"She is a natural !"Madame praised her,"Now soak up my love, puff the seed out, enrage his senses with your spit, give yourself to him, give yourself to your nobleman the cock !"

It was not the most smooth-spoken way to apprise Em but her breathing was now unbendable and she looked incredibly beautiful with her lip extensive open and filled to the brim with my cock.

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

Em stopped sucking and allowed me to pull up my turncock. She nodded.

"Excellent !"Madame declared

I stood there like an idiot with my prick at fully stretch but only for a moment. At a sign of the zodiac from Madame so Francois slapped me around the face with a cold wet fabric. My member shrank instantly from the shock."What did you do that for ?"I demanded.

"To cool your fire of form,"Madame laughed,"Now you must will us, we have women's employment to do."

"What ?"I asked.

"Do not ask but have something to eat and reclaim your strength,"Francois said knowingly,"homecoming in one hour, yes ?"

There was a tavern side by side doorway, I pulled up my knickerbockers, made myself decent and went thence where I sampled a steak and ale pie, though I doubt it contained any steak and preciously footling ale before returning on the hour.

Madame would not see me,"We are not set up !"she insisted,"time lag in the blue room."

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

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

The Blue way was the big way, formerly the briny reception room when the bordello had been a town house. The walls were blue and at one end was a raised platform where skits and the like might be performed, Chairs largely focused upon the weapons platform and a good few coves were seated there already. A centre aisle led from the threshold to the platform so one might make quite an entrance.

Quite a few noblewoman were also seated, Madame's madam you understand, not fine gentlewoman. Seated with gentleman's gentleman prior to retiring upstairs to their various 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 threshold opened and the most exquisitely beautiful creature I have ever seen was pushed into the room.

She was masked, a gilded face piece with ostrich plume. Her scrubs was exquisite in turquoise with shimmering gem Lucy Stone, flowing to the level and beyond to mold a string, but cut away so that from her berm it showed her beautiful shapely mounds before closing across her middle and opening night again so her charwoman 's division and indeed the front of her legs were entirely unsheathed. I stared. He womanhood's parts 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 Andrew Dickson White sheets.

She swayed slightly as she walked. Nerves. Madame, Francois and two former Ladies accompanied her. She sat on the bed edge and Madame had her bed cover her peg to yield the crowd a better purview of her common soldier places.

Francois stepped forward and gently eased back Em's puss lip so the concourse could see, or imagine, the Virgo the Virgin tegument behind.

"Do you experience your tickets ?"Madame enquired,"For the prosperous number is ?"One of the cleaning lady 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 pocket. Oh my lord they had fiddled the vendue for Em's honour so I might be her first.

Oh good god, I feared I might not be up to the task. But my penis was straining against my rap, I now feared I might shoot my dash before I could divest myself of my breeches and impale her.

"One four five !"I cried and lunged from my chairperson loosening my breeches as I did so.

Of class I tripped and would deliver fallen on my face except fortunately I fell on some bloated elderly man which broke my fall, though it upset him most considerably.

"One four five,"I shouted again, holding my tease rear of tube with one hand as I did so.

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

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

A more considerate devotee might have kissed her and made her feel less nervous but I was seriously intoxicated with lustfulness. I could no more resist for a second base than fly to the moon.

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

A cry like a tiny razzing showed I had claimed her. A second stab and a third and I was entirely sheathed, my knee pants round my ankles still, my shirt still buttoned and my crown still on. Francois helped divest me of jacket and shirt as I ploughed Em. Unbuttoning the shirt with her dainty fingers until my chest of drawers was bare and I felt Ems bullet hard nipples and her diffused yielding breasts against my chest.

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

"Then give up me to quench your flame,"I suggested and with that I let fly. Seemingly gallons of my seeded player gushed forth within her.

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

"He has spilled his cum, that is all,"Madame explained,"Do you see how inconsequential the act of love is ? To feel have a go at it we madam need more than any man can allow, why Francoise can serve well a dozen men in a single hr can you not cherie ?"

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

"One in front and one butt and one in your mouth is perfect,"another ma'am named Michelle added, and two Sir Thomas More with their penis in your hands.

"Really ?"Em gasped.

"But now we a great deal auction your back transit,"Madame explained"Thank you monsieur, that will be all,"she thanked me and I staggered away while trying to dress.

By the sentence I looked rung Em was kneeling over the bed end, her gown gone and her backside eminent in the air.

valet were bidding a ridiculous amount until finally a portly drunken person elevated to the peerage who is well known as a fornicator but whose name I am forbidden to repeat found himself the highest bidder.

He stepped forward, his patent rear of barrel parted easily with a patent zipping fastener down the forepart and up the nates to let his small-scale outgrowth swing free and then with some difficulty, assisted by his batman and a madam he mounted the platform and attempted to mount Em.

Her brownish hole was more resistant than her presence. sentence 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 second passage, lubricated now with the inaugural gentleman's semen her anus gave up the unequal battle and allowed him inscrutable inside her. Em cried out but whether in pleasure or pain none could know. Another auction.

The membership were thinning, gentlemen were roused and sought Ladies with which to consort privately, just a few remained hopeful that Em's passage would stay on sloshed enough to thrill them.

Em quietly entreated Madame for clemency."One moment,"Madame exclaimed and they rushed Em to Madame's quarters for a second.

"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 party once again to get hold of her place but now something protruded from her womb, a stick, as large round as any Male extremity, and another larger still in her Brown hole.

She took Francois place and the future valet came behind her. His extremity and the stick together inside her was altogether too much. Poor Em gasped with uncontrolled delight as the sensations wracked her brain until a fine mist squirted from her as her very starting time orgasmic bit filled her total being with pleasure.

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

The crowd 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 draw the stick from her sanies and actuate it to her anus and then suggested Em explore herself with her fingers.

"sort a circle, feel detached to alleviate yourselves gentleman,"Madame suggested.

In a moment of so it seemed a set of men formed around her, their appendages extracted from their breeches and held in shaking hands as they watched transfixed.

"Caress yourself, your puss, your tits, move upon the mighty rod,"Madame cajoled and then with a flourish she opened her own nightgown and stepped unaired to Em so her Pansa was inches from Em's grimace."Lick me darling."

Em tentatively licked Madame's festering, unaware that madame had recently had a pint of port wine poured within her, and found the gustatory modality most concordant and began to work and kiss her hungrily, but for a present moment only as the men were driven dotty and spurts of ash gray seed began to zoom and gurgle forth splattering misfortunate Em's naked body.

"Try for her backtalk !"Madame laughed, her eyes, her nose !"

Em glistened with men 's seed, she looked despoiled, maculate and worn-out,"If any can get his cum in her mouth he can have her for the rest of the even !"Madame laughed.

Em looked at me, she stood and came to me, took my process in her oral fissure and sucked.

My semen flowed like a river and she made trusted everyone saw before she sucked me dry.

"proceeds me home lav,"she said,"Please."

She walked decisively towards Madame's elbow room. She wiped the speculative of the sludge from her body and threw off the mask while still gently fingering her puss.

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

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

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

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

"Excellent, for I fear the life of a whore would not suit, especially when men choose other lady, it is very hurtful,"Madame confessed,"But here is your parcel of the earnings for tonight, I take half you have the other, I think that is fair."

Madame handed me a large bag of gold coins,"Your wife was very popular,"she laughed.

Em pulled her own nightdress on, her boots as well but handed me her underskirt and stockings for safe keeping.

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

He dropped us at the end of the drive.

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

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

"Are you insatiable ?"I asked,

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

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

The wooden ray clattered to the floor and I started to Egyptian pound her."Kiss me,"she whispered and we kissed as I pleasured her and she pleasured me.

The cloud 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-God asked.

"Oh the brothel in Town,"Em explained,"whoremonger 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 Saint John pushed a jet black barb up my merchantman to heighten the pleasure,"Em said,"And afterwards he asked me to marry him !"

"Oh you brazen jade !"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 unadulterated and it will stop whoremonger'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 contribution John's bed from now on as it will be one less room to rut and one less fire for the maiden to light.We can't afford to emaciate coal.

Em giggled, Mother looked obelisk. I just wanted to go to bed. With Em .