prick and balls. Julia now approached and sucked Mr. Spankie's cock. When it was well moistened, she asked him to put it in the boy's bottomhole, an operation she was most anxious to see. She and Mrs. Minette pulled apart the cheeks and Mr. Spankie placed the point of his prick just within the notch. Julia now dealt him a tremendous blow which compelled him to thrust forward, and in so doing he half buried his prick in the bottomhole in front of him. This caused his victim most frightful pain; he moaned and yelled, struggling fiercely to rid himself of the fearful prick that had thus penetrated his bottomhole. All this excited Mr. Spankie the more and he thrust with greater energy, Julia pushing him in with all her strength and at the same time fondling his balls and tickling his arsehole. Mrs. Minette was frigging the lifeless prick of the boy. “He shall spend,” said she, “if it kills him.” Mr. Spankie gave a furious lunge and was buried into the boy up to the balls. He commenced to push his prick backwards and forwards with cruel force. Mrs. Minette in the meantime frigged the boy's prick with both hands. A shiver passed through Mr. Spankie's frame and with a positive howl he spent within the boy's body. Mrs. Minette continued her operations till at last the prick slightly thickened and a few drops of spunk came forth. The boy was perfectly insensible. He was then released and taken away.

After he had gone, the three operators in this scene of cruelty glared at each other, every muscle throbbing wildly. They rushed on each other and seized each other's private parts which they handled, squeezed, and frigged, all convulsively writhing in a confused heap on the floor. They spent almost immediately and then Mrs. Minette drew Julia on her in the reverse way and they were speedily gamahuching each other wildly. Mr. Spankie approached Julia and inserted his prick in her cunt. Mrs. Minette sucked Julia's clitoris and occasionally his balls, passing her tongue up the vagina over her by the side of the wet and throbbing prick that was buried in it. They soon reached the Crisis and the spunk flowed from them in streams. It was then proposed that Julia should be tied erect, with her legs and arms widely extended, to the flogging machine which stood in the room. This was done and Mrs. Minette took up a large birch and commenced to flagellate her lovely bottom. Mr. Spankie knelt in front of her and began to gamahuche her gently, allowing his tongue to pass lazily over her madly excited clitoris. Just as she was on the point of emission, he desisted and in spite of her entreaties would not touch her. He watched with intense enjoyment the spasmodic contraction of the lips of her cunt and even of her belly and thighs, so great was her excitement, while the flogger continued her strokes, each one of which more maddened Julia with desire. One of the waiting maids was sent for, and Mr. Spankie was bound in a similar manner, facing Julia. They thus came in contact lip to lip, breast to breast, and his prick immediately opposite that lovely cunt into which it entered at once. Julia gave a satisfied sigh, and the waiting maid commenced to flagellate Mr. Spankie in a manner similar to that in which Mrs. Minette was still operating on Julia. The consequence of this was that they soon dissolved in bliss and, after being released and having indulged in mutual sucking of cock and cunts and breasts, they again left the house in which they had experienced so much pleasure.

Part 2

Chapter V

A very pretty girl of graceful figure walking through Jermyn street was accosted by a gentlemanly young man, who, after some conversation of a character highly flattering to the young lady, and which completely won the confidence of her guileless heart, persuaded her to accompany him to his chambers which were close by. When they arrived, he brought out wine and biscuits which he persuaded her to take. Sitting on a luxurious sofa under the influence of the wine and his fascination, she became so enamoured of him that when he put his arm around her waist and drew her close to him, pressing warm kisses on her pouting lips, she was so overcome as to return them; nor was she able to resist when he began to take further liberties with her. He pressed her to him and with little difficulty got his hand inside the bosom of her dress, fondling the warm and firm globes that nestled there. She struggled slightly and said, “Oh, you must not. Don't. Do let me alone.”

“I don't wish to let you alone,” said he, “you must let me feel this soft and enchanting bosom, you must indeed.” Saying this, he managed to unfasten her dress completely and actually got out one naked globe in his hand, which he devoured with kisses. So disordered were all her senses that while her breasts were fluttering under the wanton encroachments of his hand, which was now moulding her breasts into all sorts of forms, he succeeded in gradually raising her dress sufficiently high to enable him to place the other hand between her thighs, up which he gradually groped till he reached the silken covering of the spot where they joined. This alarmed her at first and she tried hard to remove his hand, but when he got his fingers between the lips and began to frig her, the action rendered her powerless. She yielded herself entirely and lay back in his arms, her head upon his shoulder, her eyes half closed, her lips moving in unison with his as he kissed her. He saw she was in no condition to resist him, even if he fucked her. He therefore drew forth his prick, hot and swollen as it was, and, throwing one leg over her, he brought his stiff prick close enough to her to enable him to bring the head into the floss that covered the entrance to her cunt. Already it was pressing its way in to its utmost length, while he stopped her entreaties by his constant kisses on her half-open mouth. While maintaining the progress he had made, he shifted her into a better position for enjoying her. Laying her head on the couch pillow, he placed one of her legs on that substitute for a bed. Getting between, he brought the other leg up also and then lay down on the body of the panting girl, whose face was now flushed with the deep crimson of desire.

But while his arms were pressing around her loins and she was opening and extending her legs of her own accord, so as to enable him to penetrate her better, she was horrified to see the door open and another gentleman enter the room. With a look of such genuine shame that she could not imagine him to be acting, her lover disengaged himself from her endearing arms and rose from her form, which thus became exposed to the sight of the intruder, leaving her to cover as best she could her private parts. This she could not readily accomplish, as her lover had contrived to entangle his foot amongst her drapery. The intruder was thus enabled to gain her side before she could recover an upright position and cover herself up. This he prevented her doing, holding up her clothes as she attempted to pull them down and at the same time pressing her backwards in the position in which she had lain before. She was alarmed as he said in a stem voice, “So, sir, this is the way you bring young ladies here in my absence. Leave the room, sir. As for you, Miss, I shall keep you here as you are and send for your friends whom I know, in order that they may see how you behave when away from them.”

The chastised lover slunk away and the girl felt as though she could sink through the floor, left alone and in such a position with a stranger. She entreated him to let her go but he would not. After gloating for a while over her charms he said, “Now I shall either expose you or give you a good birching for your wickedness. Choose which it shall be.” After a few moments, in her confusion and fright, she chose the latter alternative. He then allowed her to rise and, taking a birch from a buffet that stood in the room, he sat down and stretched out his legs before him. He bent her across them, her fair head hanging down as if to hide her face at submitting to such a punishment as she was about to receive. For quite a quarter of an hour he thus gratified himself by birching her posteriors, enjoying her sighs, which she gave vent to as the process of the whipping gradually brought back that lustful heat in her quim which the blandishments of her betrayer had first generated there. These sighs soon became more expressive of voluptuous passion than of any other feeling. Before he had birched her up to that point when a man feels he must fuck the flagellated one or let his spunk flow in his trousers, she was as willing as he was that he should enjoy her in front, as well as behind. Throwing the rod aside, he took her in his arms and begged her to be friends with him, saying that he could not resist flogging her when he saw another enjoying her lovely charms. In this excited state she could not resist his appeal to allow him to fuck her.

Kissing her ardently, he at once placed her on the couch in the same position he had found her. Placing his prick between her extended thighs, he speedily entered her and commenced to move backwards and forwards until, with spasmodic action, they both yielded up love's exquisite stream. He then got off but would not allow her to rise, sitting by her side and toying with her beautiful limbs. After some little time he reached to pull a bell and she heard approaching footsteps, at which she begged him to allow her to cover her nakedness. This he refused. When his page entered, the gentleman showed him where his priapus had just entered and their united spendings still oozing from it.

“I must make you amends for having deprived you of your sweetheart, even if it was only for a time. I have been enjoying her but I cannot even now spare her from my sight,” said he. “So if you fuck her it must be while I watch you. I am sure she will allow me that pleasure.” And she by this time was too wanton to object.

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