The aim of the point was directed at the diminutive hole that pierced her center.
His lordship giving it a slight push, impaling it within her channel, and Ethel wriggled and squirmed beneath his touch.
Adjusting several parts of the curious machine, he finally connected it by means of two insulated wires to a powerful battery and induction coil.
Ethel could see all this and grew frantic at the preparations.
“Oh, please don't go on,” she pleaded.
“Oh, ho! Indeed I shall,” cried Lord Roxboro.
“Really, Emory! Please do stop!” Ethel pleaded.
“Tut! tut!” reiterated Lord Roxboro. “As I said before, do not make such foolish utterances! I shall continue in this pastime until I am fully satisfied and content with my handiwork.”
“Oh! Heavens!” burst out Ethel.
“Heavens or no heavens,” retorted his lordship, “I shall keep on with this procedure and shall not stop until it suits me. And be assured that it will be a long time yet before I shall be satisfied with that which I am doing!
“Emory! Emory!” she screamed frantically. “You have that all wrong! That is not supposed to be for the back! That is for my front! You will kill me this way! Oh! Emory, take that thing off at once! Take it off. It is already hurting me!”
“Ha! ha!” laughed Lord Roxboro sardonically. “How ridiculous are your statements and requests!
“Ah!” he added. “How I am enjoying myself. I shall never be able to describe, never as long as I live!”
“Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh!” burst out Ethel in anticipation of that which was to follow.
“Scream as much as you like, my fine beauty,” retorted his lordship. “I don't care how loud you scream, because nobody is going to come to your aid. That I'll wager.”
“Oh! Be merciful!” cried Ethel.
“What care I for mercy!” cried Lord Roxboro. “When I have pleasure in view I have no consideration for anything else.”
“Ah! If I had only known this beforehand,” answered Ethel.
“You knew well enough long beforehand what was going to come to pass when you came here.”
“Oh! My God!”
“Ethel,” said Lord Roxboro slowly, “you do not realize the capability for dilation that the sphincter is capable of! Why, in medical and surgical practice, I used to insert my whole hand up in some young thing's rectum and she would be none the wiser! This is a small bore and thanks to your inventive genius this machine works with both an in and out motion, making the situation really delightful! True, as a rule the tip should be smeared with an unguent of some kind. But your tender walls will manage to accommodate the small point, I am sure! Come, Ethel! Do not stand in the way of my experiments.”
“Emory! I tell you!” shrieked Ethel, “I will never, never, never be able to. Take it away from there.”
“Ha! ha! ha!” laughed his lordship uproariously. “Really, Ethel, you cannot understand how immensely I am enjoying myself.”
“This is terrible!” she said.
“It may be terrible for you,” said his lordship, “but it is pleasure for me-yes, indeed, it is truly the greatest of pleasures for me! You may groan but I will laugh!” roared his lordship sardonically.
“Is there no mercy in this world?” asked Ethel sobbingly.
“No! None as far as I am concerned,” bellowed his lordship, warming to his tasks.
“Oh, Emory,” shrieked Ethel. “I will never, never, never in all my life be able to stand that thing back there! Put it in my front if you must, but take it away immediately from back there! I know, just as sure as I live that if you attempt to carry out the cruel project that you have in mind, I will surely die! In the worst agony!”
“My dear Ethel,” said Lord Roxboro, “your fears and excitations, aroused by my desire to see demonstrated within you the most powerful of agitations, changes me no more from my projects than should you try to move, unaided, the Sphinx of Egypt! I am determined to carry out my project, whether you wish it or not, so prepare yourself.”
“Once more, my friend!” pleaded Ethel. “Piteously, I beg of you to desist from your attempt! I know that immaterial as it may seem to you, I will never survive. Desist I beg you.”
Lord Roxboro replied by pressing the control. Caroline saw the point dart forward, burying its length between her buttocks, only to reappear in an instant to be buried again! It worked in and out relentlessly, despite her wiggles and twists, and after a moment or so she again flattened on the table in a fainting spell, the devilish machine still piercing her vitals! The lord shut it off and, unloosening the lashings, drew it from out of the fair Ethel's quivering buttocks.
Lord Roxboro seized this opportunity to exchange a word with the two sisters who were now again in a very delicate condition, to say the least. Caroline, at the sight of that point disappearing within the confines of Ethel's rectum, felt her sexual dew gush down her thighs and almost tottered off the chair.
Freda was in no better way! His lordship entering, he thrust his two hands quickly beneath the dresses of both girls and verified his suspicions that both were at the sweet spending state! Laughingly he said:
“If I were assured that both of you girls could preserve perfect silence if admitted to the outer room, I would let you join me and witness closely the agitations of our temperamental subject! Do you wish to get close to what seems an exhilarating sight to both of you, my dears?”
“But she will observe us!” objected Caroline, panting while squeezing her thighs closely together as if to suppress the deluge that was coursing from her vaginal mouth.
“Do you wish to go?” repeated the sensual uncle, his hand still busy with Freda's writhing thighs as she rode upon his arm and deluged his wrists and fingers.
Yes! Yes! Yes!” they answered, as if in a single voice.
“Well, consider it done!” cried Lord Roxboro, and rushing to the handbag, he drew out of it a soft, heavy bandage. Proceeding to Ethel, he lifted up her prone head and, holding it in his hand, he fastened the heavy bandage, hiding everything from her sight.
She had not as yet recovered from the terrible shock of that back-way penetration, which had affected her in so cruel a manner, and she still lay in a torpor as if dead.
His lordship, upon bandaging her eyes, motioned for the two sisters to enter the room; placing his finger upon his lips as a signal to the girls to keep perfectly silent, he impatiently awaited for the unconscious Ethel to revive.
Caroline and Freda, admitted to the scene of the carnal actions that they had so discreetly witnessed, stood close to the quiet body of the perfectly formed woman and marveled at the fine texture of her alabaster skin, her peculiar growth of hair. Lord Roxboro, noticing the trend of his two nieces' glances, made a motion to them to convey the fact that he would allow them to inspect this girl's entire person, if they so desired.
Upon this grant, Caroline immediately seized Ethel's plump buttocks by the cheeks and then pulled them widely apart, in order to survey what damage might have occurred to the woman's most intimate parts by the terrible banging of the last machine used upon the beauty by the sensual uncle.
Freda placed herself in a position to also make this inspection. Except for a slight redness, they seemed to be in excellent shape, and Caroline, after allowing her sister to make a very close inspection, released the stubby pinken cheeks and allowed them again to return to their normal conjunction.
Boldly reaching her inquiring hand beneath Ethel's belly, she caressed her, fingering her navel and allowing her hand to drop to the thatch of pubic hair that surmounted the entrance to Ethel's sexual inlet, marveling at its soft silkiness.
Freda, of course, following the actions of her curious sister, who was possessed of a desire to quench her curiosity to the utmost now that permission had been granted her by her sensual uncle, also had to feel with her fingers the underside of Ethel's belly.
Freda rubbed her hand about, and Caroline, fearing that the titillation of her younger sister might arouse the beauty, laid a hand on her sister's arm and motioned her to withdraw.
Freda withdrew her hand and Caroline, noting that her sister held her hand from her and wiped it on a towel, knew that Freda had penetrated the handsome widow's sexual cavern. Looking at the lord, they waited intently for the next act in this extremely sensual drama.
Lord Roxboro, busying himself at the capacious handbag, drew forth to the astonished gaze of the two sisters
