'You will find that it surpasses anything you can imagine, love.'
'Yes, oh, yes, anywhere; kill me, if you like, but make me feel that ineffable pleasure which I know only a prick can give, you drive me wild!'
Cold cream was handy on the table, so well lubricating the entrance, as well as the head of my pego, my rather big prick effected an entrance much more easily than it had the first time I tried to ravish her cunt. Her face was turned round towards me, and I could see tears of pain start to her eyes, as I gradually pushed past the sphincter muscle, but then easing for a moment or two, I began slowly to move within the delicious sheath, which held my affair so tightly clasped within its folds, and throbbed so convulsively upon my delighted instrument that I could not refrain from spending, making her actually scream with delight as the warm balsam of love seemed to penetrate her very vitals.
''How I burn, how deliciously warm, and it makes me spend more than ever. Oh! oh! frig me in front, dearest, don't let us lose an atom of such heavenly pleasure!'
It would weary my readers too much to repeat all our loving exclamations during this long and ecstatic bottom-fuck, but I will merely say that at the end of about half-an-hour, and after I had spent at least six times without withdrawing, we both actually fainted from excess of emotion, which finished our fun for that day, but it is needless to say that the performance was afterwards repeatedly given by special request of my little loving Mary.
In conclusion I may say that if the last incident appears in any way incredible, or if my reader wishes himself to taste of this fresh source of excitement, a line to the author, under cover to the agent from whom this work was procured, will enable him to convince himself by means of practical proof beyond the power of the most incredulous to doubt.
Another extraordinary thing I ought to mention, is that the fucking, amp;c., had such a salubrious effect upon my young patient that she eventually quite got the better of her spinal complaint, and was married at the age of eighteen, but although apparently well and strong, she never had any children.
A curious incident befell me soon after losing Mary. I had been very virtuous for a week or two, in order to recover my usual vigour after the unreasonable requirements which my late patient had exacted from me, before she left the shelter of my roof. John Thomas was quite resuscitated by his rest, and I was already casting my eyes around for fresh food for my convent (being a strict bachelor with only an old housekeeper and a very ugly middle- aged woman as servant), when one evening in early spring, a little after dark, I was sitting in my easy chair in the surgery, in a state of reverie, my brain revolving all the luscious scenes of my experience, my prick at the moment actually at full cock, and almost ready to go off itself as I thought of how I had tied Mary down on my couch and ravished her second maidenhead.
A desperate ring at the little bell and a heavy rat-a-tat-tat on the small knocker, made me almost jump from my seat. The room was in darkness, but I opened the door quickly, when a female figure rushed in, and stumbling against the mystical sofa, sank upon it sobbing, as if her heart would break. 'I'm undone, oh! oh! oh!!! doctor; what shall I do, I can't go home!'
My first idea was to light my lamp, then drawing the bolt, I approached the weeping person on the sofa, who I saw at once had been roughly handled, as her dress was torn and patched with dirt in places.
'Come, tell me what it is; who are you, let me see your face. Surely you can trust your doctor if no one else, you are not killed, and apparently only a bit troubled about something, allow me.'
Saying this I raised her face to see who it was.
'Goodness gracious, it is you, Miss Lover? Now tell me all; you can confide in me sooner than your own papa, for I know the rector is very straight-laced!'
It was indeed our clergyman's only daughter, a sweet young lady of about twenty whom I had always considered quite beyond the pale of my operations, and a paragon of purity itself.
'I'm undone,' she sobbed. 'Oh, dear doctor, what shall I do?' she said again as she wrung her hands, and floods of briny tears coursed down her crimson cheeks.
At last I calmed her a little, and gave her a drop of cordial; then she began to tell me, sobbing all the while, how that no one knew she was secretly engaged to young Pomeroy, the squire's son, because his father would never sanction his son's marrying without money, and you know, doctor, my poor pa has only his living to depend upon, although he is so proud and thinks anyone in holy orders quite equal to the highest in the land. Well, this evening I met George in the lane at the back of your house, and he persuaded me to sit down in the little coppice in your paddock, so as to be out of hearing of anyone going down the lane. He wanted me to elope with him, and at last when every argument failed to persuade me, said he would have me then, if he was hanged for it; how I have struggled you may see, but at last I fainted from mere exhaustion, and only came to myself to find I had been ruined, and that he had left me. (I suppose he thought I was dead).'
She still went on sobbing about his brutality, and the ruin he had brought upon her.
At last I persuaded her to allow me to make an examination, and found that he really had effected his purpose, the hymen being broken and bleeding, and her thighs stained with bloody semen.
'Let me advise you, my dear young lady,' I said, rising from the interesting investigation which you may be sure renewed my previous cockstand, 'let me advise you to go home as quietly as possible; I will call my housekeeper who is discretion itself, she will put you right, so that no one will notice anything unusual, then you shall have a lotion to soothe the lacerated parts, and come again and see me about 5 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I will do even better than your father for you, and perhaps can see George and make him do what is proper, but take my advice, it is no use crying over spilt milk, and time and patience will bring all right in the end. At any rate I will promise to shield you from any ill effects of his brutality that might otherwise bring you to shame and disgrace.'
She left protesting her everlasting gratitude for all my kindness, and begged me if possible to see George in the morning. I tried to do so, but found he had not been home all night, and had evidently absconded, as he thought he had killed Miss Lover.
I awaited her coming at 5 o'clock in a state of excited expectation, and as I nervously walked about my little surgery, kept fumbling a very mysterious something in my pocket (not my prick, but my readers may find out what it was bye and bye), which would impart a magic influence to my fingers, so that when I repeated my examination, and handled the lips of her cunt, her clitoris, amp;c., the effect would be so exciting that she would be ready to let me do anything to soothe her at once.
She arrived within a few minutes of the appointed time. How she blushed as I shook her hand, and told her she looked as beautiful as an angel, that I would do everything in my power to shield her from harm or disgrace.
'Now, take off your hat, and allow me to inspect the damage again, my dear young lady,' I said, making her take a seat upon the couch.
'It's so delicate, but I suppose I must. Besides you know all, and will keep my secret, won't you, doctor?' she said in a low voice, crimsoning again to the roots of her hair.
'Certainly, have no fear of that, but you must remove your skirt, my dear young lady, or I cannot do what is necessary in your delicate case.'
She reluctantly complied, then I made her lie backwards on the couch, and open her legs as wide as possible, as at the same time I screwed up the lower end of the sofa. Then proceeding with my examination, I fingered both clitoris, lips of the vagina, and passed them quite up into her deliciously tight cunt which was ornamented with a profusion of silky dark brown hair, between which could be seen a pair of vermilion lips, pouting as if ready to be kissed or parted by a roving prick.
My touches were magical, the vagina spasmodically contracted on my fingers, and I could see she could scarcely restrain her feelings.
'My dear Miss Lover, I'm afraid you may have a baby after such an outrage,' I said, 'and the only remedy I can suggest is that another man should do the same to you at once, for one will then undo any mischief left behind by the other.'
'Doctor, Doctor, how awful!' she sobbed. 'I would rather poison myself to hide my shame, it is impossible.'
'Not quite so hopeless as you may think, my dear young lady; this is the antidote, it you will let me insert it in your lovely body,' at the same instant bringing the head of my prick to the lips of that lovely cunt of hers. Her position had prevented her from seeing what I was about to do.
