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An Erotic Novel From The Victorian Underground.

( Request  for  volumes 3 and 4  of  "The Romance Of Lust" )

Tomasso.


			THE POWER
			OF MESMERISM

			A HIGHLY EROTIC
			NARRATIVE OF
			VOLUPTUOUS
			FACTS AND FANCIES


			printed for the nihilists
			       Moscow, 1891




BrackleY Hall was a fine old place in the lovely
country of Devon and had been in the possession 
of the Etheridges for centuries.
	The park was beautifully wooded, and streched 
down on one side to the coast, commanding in all
directions the most enchanting views.
	Mr Etheridge was a man of some forty years of 
age, of singularly handsome appearance, and bore 
evident traces of the Italien blood which flowed in his 
veins. He had the appearance of a man having strong 
amorous passions, but his manners were as
gentle as those of a woman, and he was universally
popular throughout the whole county.
His wife was a woman of unusual beauty. De-
scended from an old Spanish family, she had mar-
ried when but sixteen years of age; Mr. Etheridge
having met her at the house of some friends, and
as they mutually fell in love with each other, their
united entreaties overcame the objection raised on
account of her youth, and in fact the warm blood
that flowed in her veins had ripened her beauty to
an extent almost unusual in those of more phleg-
matic races.
	She was now in her thirty-fifth year, and in the
full zenith of her charms. An exquisitely shaped
head graced a neck and shoulders white as alabaster,
large liquid eyes, and long drooping lashes, a nose
of perfect form, and two ruby pouting lips that
seemed made to be kissed.
	Her form was magnificent, of commanding
height, widely spreading hips, and a bosom of mas-
sive proportions, the firmness of which rendered
stays entirely unnecessary; a fact that was evident
on watching the rise and fall of those two lovely
globes, their form being perfectly defined even to
the nipples, beneath her well-fitting dress.
	Her glance was electric, and it was impossible to
meet her look unmoved, she exhaled an atmosphere
of voluptuousness of the most maddening force.
	Her daughter Ethel, who had left school in Paris
but a few months, was the very counterpart of her
lovely mother in her leading features. She had just
completed her seventeenth year, and was of tall,
graceful stature, with a perfect figure. The smallness
of her waist contrasted perfectly with the ravishing
fullness of bosom and wideness of hips. She had
the liquid eyes of her mother, but they were suf-
fused with a humidity that was perfectly madden-
ing, and the expression of every feature of her
lovely face and palpitating form spoke of a warmth
of temperament and lascivious abandon that would
have tempted an anchorite.
	On a bright summer afternoon, in the year
18-, father, mother, and daughter were waiting
at the railway station, anxiously expecting the ar-
rival of the remaining member of the family,
Frank, who, a year older than Ethel, had been
finishing his education in Germany, and was now
returning to take up his residence at Brackley.
	At last the train arrived, and they hardly recog-
nised the handsome, tall, and fine-looking young
fellow who leaped out to greet them.
	A few hours after reaching the house the par-
ents noted a peculiar change that had taken place
in their son. A dreamy languor seemed to have
taken possession of him, in place of the exuberant
flow of animal spirits that characterised him as a
boy. He had a strange habit of looking as though
he were endeavouring to read the very thoughts of
those with whom he came in contact.
	Mrs. Etheridge noticed this particularly, but
thinking he was fatigued by his long journey,
made no remark. But the most remarkable effect
was produced on Ethel; her brother seemed utterly
unable to remove his eyes from her. Her singular
beauty, and the nameless charm that pervaded her,
seemed to have an irresistible attraction for him.
Every time that his eye rested on her she trembled
violently, and seemed labouring under some mys-
terious and powerful influence. Her lovely breasts
heaved, and the humidity of her eyes increased, and
she still seemed unusually excited after her brother
had left the room in order to dress for dinner.
	Some friends had been invited to dine, and
Frank found himself placed between his mother
and sister. He glanced alternately at the two lovely
bosoms, well exposed by the low dresses each of
them wore; and his face flushed, and he seemed for
the moment about to faint, but almost immediately
recovering himself, he proceeded with his dinner
and joined in the conversation.
	In the course of the meal he ventured again to
glance at his sister, and as she was leaning forward
he saw the lovely valley between those hills of
snow.
	He accidently pressed his knee against hers, she
immediately looked at him fondly, and her breasts
rose and fell tumultuously as she mechanically
pressed closer to him.
	Nothing further happened on this occasion, but
they had a most charming evening in the drawing
room, and Ethel and Frank seemed to have formed
a more than usually close friendship. They had
not seen each other for four years, and their re-
union seemed a source of the greatest delight to
both of them. Mrs. Etheridge also inspired her son
with the most intense affection.
	Before retiring for the night Frank proposed an
early walk on the grounds, as he was anxious to
renew his acquaintance with all the spots so at-
tractive to him when a boy, and Ethel joyously
assented. Six o'clock was agreed to, which would
leave them two good hours until breakfast time.
	When Ethel retired to rest she was in a state of
wild excitement and could not banish her darling
brother's image from her thoughts.
	At length she fell into a troubled sleep, and after
tossing wildly about, awoke suddenly and found
that she was spending, her nightdress and chemise
were saturated, and her lovely cunt was throbbing
with the extasy. She was no stranger to this sensa-
tion (as the reader will subsequently learn), as she
habitually produced the result with her fingers; but
this emission seemed more madly exciting than any
she had ever felt before, and was produced without
the usual means. At length she fell asleep again,
but dreamt continually of her brother.
	He, for his part, was mentally exercising a power
he had acquired in Germany (the peculiar circum-
stance of the manner in which he gained this
knowledge will be duly explained later on), and
this was sufficient to account for his sister's con-
dition.
	Punctually at six o'clock on the following
morning, brother and sister met in the hall. She
threw herself into his arms and embraced him with
great affection. "You darling brother," said she,
"how glad I am to have you back with us; it
seems like a new world to me."
	"My dearest sister," replied he, "it is I who am
the happy one, I cannot express to you the delight
and happiness I feel in your society, after so long
an absence."

	After embracing again they started on their
gamble; Ethel pointed out all her pet flowers and
every spot that she liked, until they found them-
selves, at length, in a charming little grove over-
hanging the beach.
	"Frank, darling," said she, "I have a headache;
shall we sit down here and rest a short time until
it goes away"
	"Certainly, my darling, and I think I can re-
lieve that headache by a simple expedient I learned
in Germany."
	He then sat down opposite to her, and taking
her two thumbs held them in the palm of his left
hand, while with the right he made passes from
her head to her feet, at the same time gazing into
her eyes with a literally devouring look.
	As he proceeded the humidity in her lovely eyes
increased until the eyelids at last closed, and her
head sank on her bosom.
	After continuing the passes for a short time
longer, her brother, still keeping his eyes fixed on
her, gradually allowed her hands to slip away from
his, and fall on her lap. He appeared intensely ex-
cited, his nostrils were dilated, he breathed hard,
and his eyes seemed to burn in their sockets.
	He gently laid Ethel down on her back, and
after waiting to satisfy himself that she was in a
fast mesmeric sleep, he placed one throbbing hand
on her hip, and gradually raising it till he found
the lovely prominence of one charming bosom,
then his other hand sought its companion, and he
pressed those heaving hills of snow which he felt
perfectly under her thin muslin dress. He next
knelt down by her side, and brought her breasts
fully to view; they were indeed lovely, the two
little pink nipples were stiffly erected, and seemed
wooing to be kissed. She wore no stays, and his
hand wandered over her lovely velvety skin down
to her enchanting belly. Then rising, he leant for-
wards and gradually raised her dress in front.
	First, her lovely ankles were seen, then her
swelling calves, beautifully shaped knees, and
glorious thighs. Frank felt faint and sick, and was
compelled to desist from further exploration till
he had somewhat recovered.
	In a few moments he gently separated those
divine thighs, and his eyes were riveted on his sis-
ter's darling little cunt, which now lay fully ex-
posed to view. Two lovely coral lips, which were
slightly parted, moist and throbbing, first met his
gaze. He separated them yet further with his fin-
ger and saw the exquisite clitoris perfectly visible.
Utterly unable to resist the temptation, he glued
his lips to the lovely spot, and titillated the clitoris
with his tongue. Almost immediately she began to
writhe and twist about, and he felt her balmy
emission flow into his mouth as she spent with low
moans. He then desisted, and releasing his bursting
prick commenced slowly to frig himself, while
gazing on the exquisite beauties exhibited to his
view. With spasmodic jerks the semen flew from
him while he moaned with pleasure.
	Now fearing discovery, he carefully wiped his
sister's cunt with his handkerchief, which he madly
kissed afterwards, and adjusted her dress, removed
all traces of his own spending, and proceeded to
awaken his sister. Placing her in a sitting position
against a tree, he recommenced his passes, this time
in a contrary direction, and she soon after opened
her eyes.
	After looking at him vaguely for a moment, she
flung her arms round his neck, and kissed him.
"Oh," she said, "I have been asleep, and had such
a delicious dream."
	"Has your headache gone?" said he.
	"Oh," she replied, "I did have a headache, but
not a symptom of it remains."
	She was evidently utterly unconscious of all that
had taken place, and her brother suggested they
should resume their walk.
	At breakfast Mrs. Etheridge said, "You have
had a walk betimes this morning, my children, and
you are both looking quite rosy."
	So they were, but she little knew the cause.
	After breakfast Mr. Etheridge addressed himself
to his son, "Your mamma and myself are obliged
to go to Lynton this afternoon on family business,
and I fear we shall not be able to return until late,
but I have no doubt you will be able to amuse
yourself; Ethel will, I am sure, do her best to keep
you from getting dull on your first arrival at home,
after so long an absence."
	When they had started, Frank accompanied
Ethel into her sitting room, and begged her to sing
and play for him, in order that he might hear what
progress she had made.
	She at once complied with his request, and he
sat by her side watching with glaring eye the rise
and fall of her lovely bosom as she sang him a
charming little song, full of simple natural tender-
ness. He was, in fact, lusting madly for his own
sister, and why not?
	In the earliest history of our own race incest
was no sin; why should we now consider it as
such? On the other hand what can be more in-
tensely exciting than the knowledge that one is
indulging every feeling of lasciviousness conjointly
with one united so nearly by ties of blood and
kindred.
	When she bad finished he burned to enjoy her,
but dared not, and with an effort he left the room,
saying that he had some letters to write.
	He went to his bedroom, but on his way thither
he saw the adjoining door open and recognized a
dress his sister had worn on the previous evening
hanging against the wall. Her bed was still un-
made, her nightdress was lying on it, and by the
side of the bed a pair of drawers that she left there
on changing her underlinen. He rushed to the bed,
kissed the nightdress, and literally glued his lips to
that portion of her drawers which had covered her
darling little cunt. He was so excited that he could
scarcely forbear from spending on the spot. Hear-
ing approaching footsteps he immediately made his
way to his own room, and bolting the door, he
tore off his trousers. Doubling up the pillow, he
inserted his erect prick between the folds, and
straining it tightly between his thighs, threw him-
self forward on the bed, and thinking of his
darling sister, with a few heaves backwards and
forwards, spent deliciously. He then lay down and
pondered over the best means of attaining his de-
sires, for he resolved that he would enjoy his sister
in every conceivable manner, let the consequences
be what they might.
	His meditations were interrupted by the lun-
cheon bell. He descended to the dining room, and
the sight of his sister aroused his desires with re-
doubled force; he devoured her with his eyes, and
she again exhibited the same restless and uncom-
fortable symptoms that possessed her in the morn-
ing; her colour rose, her bosom rose and fell tumul-
tuously, she squeezed her thighs together, sighed
deeply, and seemed altogether unlike herself.
	Seeing this he averted his gaze, and commenced
talking on indifferent subjects. When the servants
had left the room, he suggested another stroll on
the grounds, as it was such a lovely afternoon. She
consented with delight, and they set forth.
	After rambling some distance from the house,
she said, "Frank, my darling, there is such a lovely
summer house in this thicket where I often come
and read, shall we go in and rest?"
	Frank was delighted at the idea. It was a charm-
ing little retreat, completely hidden by trees, and
furnished most luxuriously-a velvet couch, an
easy chair, and a lounge occupying the whole of
one side invited to repose.
	They sat down, and Frank's arm wound round
his sister's enticing waist, and he could not resist
kissing those lovely pouting lips. She trembled like
an aspen, and as he gazed into her moist and humid
eyes, the strange symptoms reappeared.
	Frank could no longer resist, but holding her
thumbs he commenced the magnetic passes, and she
speedily fell into his arms, apparently in a deep
slumber. He now sought to see if he was entirely
successful in his attempt to produce the effect he
desired, and therefore taking her in his arms and
laying her on the couch, he said, "Ethel, do you
know where you are?"
"With my darling brother," she replied.
"Do you love him?"
"Madly," was the reply.
	"What would you like to do to prove that
love?"
	"Anything he desires."
	"Stand up."
	She did so.
	"Unfasten your dress; take it off."
	She complied immediately.
	"Loosen your petticoats and take them off; now
your slippers and your stockings."
	The dear girl did exactly as requested, still in
the same dreamy, languid manner. She now stood
in her chemise and drawers only, and Frank felt
as if he would faint. This splendid girl standing
before him; lovely ankles, calves, and bare feet and
those enchanting breasts peeping over her embroi-
dered chemise, constituted a most voluptuous sight.
	"Now, my darling," said he, "remove your
drawers."
	She did so, and he snatched them up and covered
them with kisses.
	"Now the chemise."
	That also was taken off with alacrity, and she
was before him perfectly naked. Heavens! What a
sight! The whiteness of her skin, which shone like

alabaster, the exquisite contour of her limbs, and
the tremulous motion which pervaded every mus-
cle, formed a combination of lustful excitement
that utterly baffles description.
	He then ordered her to lie down on her back,
raise her knees, and place her heels against her but-
tocks, then insert her finger in that divine cunt and
frig herself.
	She did so.
	"How do you feel, darling? Are you going to
spend? I will that you spend at once."
	Her whole body stiffened.
	"Keep your thighs widely extended," he said,
"so that I can see every throb that convulses your
cunt, when the lovely liquor of love oozes forth."
	She obeyed, and with a deep sigh he saw it gush
forth and cover her caressing hand.
	He rushed forward and gamahuched her furi-
ously, and then sitting in an easy chair, said,
"Ethel, get up."
	She obeyed, and following his commands, knelt
in front of him, unfastened the front of his
trousers, inserted her hand, and drew forth his
prick; she then sucked it until with a positive howl
of delight he inundated her mouth with his spend-
ings. He then desired her to rise and kneel on the
couch, then coming behind her he gently pulled
apart the cheeks of her divine bottom, and dis-
closed the little orifice that lay nestling between
them. This he sucked till he spent again, clasping
her hips as he spent with spasmodic force.
	He burned to fuck her, but dared not venture,
and after a short time he ordered her to resume her
clothes, and then repeated the passes in a contrary
direction until she recovered her senses, and to his
great delight, she evidently knew nothing of what
had taken place.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge had not returned when
they reached the house, and they found a note
stating that they were detained and could not be
home till the following day.
	On reading this Frank immediately remembered
the proximity of his sister's bedroom and deter-
mined, at any risk, to gratify his intense desire with
respect to her, this very night.
	Before retiring he embraced her warmly, press-
ing her breasts against his chest and pushing his
belly against hers; to his intense delight he felt her
whole frame vibrate from the intensity of her emo-
tion as her head fell on his shoulder.
	He bade her good night and departed to his
room.
	As soon as he was convinced the house was quiet
he gently opened his door and stole on tiptoe to
his sister's room. To his intense delight it was
unfastened.
	He entered and saw his sister lying on her snowy
bed, which was illumined by the rays of the moon.
	She slept; he watched for some moments the
rise and fill of her bosom, and the exquisite beauty
of her face, and then commenced to mesmerize her
again. She moaned faintly, and appeared restless.
	"Sleep," said he, and she immediately became
quiet.
	"Ethel," he continued, "do you know who is
speaking to you?"

"Yes, my darling brother."
	He next pulled down the bed-clothes, and gently
placed himself by her side, naked as he was.
	"My darling," said he, "take off your night
dress and chemise."
	She raised herself in the bed and did so, and
then lay down again.
	He clasped her in his arms, utterly intoxicated
with his anticipated bliss.
	The contact of her skin with his own, the
knowledge that she was unconscious of what he
was doing, and that it was his own sister, almost
maddened him.
	He was literally consumed with lust, and em-
braced her in every direction. Passing his arms be-
tween her thighs, he nestled his head on her divine
belly. He next shifted it to her bosom, then he
placed his prick between those firm and pouting
breasts, then between her thighs. He next placed
his finger inside the lips of her cunt, and found to
his surprise that it entered easily.
	"Thank God," he muttered, "she has been
frigged, possibly fucked, and I shall not hurt her."
	He willed her to take his prick and insert it in
that divine recess, and to his intense joy he suc-
ceeded in burying himself in her with scarcely any
difficulty.
	He then lay powerless, and the spasm overtook
him and ebbed forth into the inmost recesses of his
sister's cunt.
	He lay for a few moments in a profound leth-
argy, when he suddenly found his sister's cunt
contracting and throbbing around his prick, which
was still soaking within her. This fired him anew,
and placing both hands beneath her buttocks, he
pressed her cunt towards him with the utmost
force, while driving in and out of her with deep
and body-killing thrusts. They both spent simul-
taneously, and after a short pause he arose and
contemplated her, then willing her to resume her
night dress and chemise, he returned to his own
room, fearing that he might fall asleep and be dis-
covered in the morning.
	As he lay down he noticed a ray of light in a
dark corner of his room, and on examining the
panelling, found that a crevice existed through
which he could see perfectly into his sister's room.
There she still lay slumbering peacefully, and it
suddenly struck him that he had forgotten to
awaken her from the magnetic sleep which evi-
dently still overpowered her.
	He immediately commenced the necessary process
and, to his delight, found that it had the same
effect, notwithstanding the wall which intervened.
	She rose in the bed, and altering her position,
lay calmly and naturally.
	He retired to bed again, but was restless and ex-
cited and could not sleep: his prick was still stiff,
and every nerve throbbed.
	He lay tossing about in this way for an hour or
so, when he suddenly heard a sound of whispering
in the next room, and on peeping through the
crevice into his sister's apartment, beheld a sight
that rendered him spellbound and breathless.
	He saw on her bed a figure perfectly naked, and
of the most exquisite form, rivalling that of Ethel
herself. She was kneeling and in the act of pulling
the clothes from his sister, and raising her night
dress, gazed ardently at her cunt. "How wet and
sticky it is to-night, Miss. You must have had such
a wet dream."
	The lovely stranger placed her fingers within it
and rubbed them about in the moisture, and then
substituted her tongue, sucking luxuriously the
lips and clitoris, and thrusting in the velvet tip as
far as it would go into the vagina, until Ethel
murmured, "It is coming again, Mabel. Oh? Oh?
Suck harder, my dear." He now recognised the
stranger as a housemaid who had attracted his at-
tention on more than one occasion during the short
time he had been in the house.
	His sister now sought Mabel's cunt, and insert-
ing a finger, commenced pushing it backwards and
forwards as she embraced her lovely buttocks with
her disengaged arm, burying her tongue within the
rosy bottom-hole.
	They writhed like two serpents, their bodies
arched, and then they fell prone on each other,
every muscle vibrating as they spent in all the
agonies of lasciviousness.
	Frank seized his prick and frigged himself in
unison with their movements, spouting out a tor-
rent of sperm at the same moment as the two
lovely tribades lost consciousness in their blissful
convulsions.
	When he looked again Ethel had taken the
housemaid across her knees, and was rubbing her
belly and sucking her nipples, ever and anon al-
lowing her hand to wander between her thighs.
She then turned her with her belly downwards, so
that their cunts were in contact, and again passing
her hand between Mabel's thighs, she rubbed the
profuse spendings with which their cunts over-
flowed into her exposed bottom-hole, and then in-
serting her finger, pushed it in and out its entire
length, whilst Mable struggled to release herself.
	At length she succeeded, and the housemaid lay
flat on her back with Ethel reversed above her, and
the sound of their mutual sucking, as their heads
were between each other's thighs, drove Frank al-
most to the verge of distraction.
	They swayed to and fro, and pressed each other
with their utmost strength, until it was evident
they were spending again. Still the gamahuching
continued, until they seemed utterly exhausted:
and Mabel, kissing Ethel madly, left the room,
evidently to return to her own before the other
servants were stirring, as the day was already
breaking.
	Frank was utterly bewildered, but now de-
termined that he would use his knowledge and
ravish his darling sister without the aid of mes-
merism before many days had passed.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge returned about midday,
and Frank was again struck by his mother's rare
beauty and the fullness of her magnificent bosom.
He looked at her fixedly, and, strange to say, she
seemed affected by his gaze much in the same man-
ner as his sister had been at first.
	Frank felt a thrill of delight as the bare possi-
bility occurred to him of revelling in his mother's
charms, but he felt that if he ever did succeed the
utmost caution would be necessary.
	In the afternoon he took another stroll with his
sister, and they soon found themselves in the sum-
mer house.
	They sat side,by side on the couch, and Frank
warmly embraced her, pressing her to him with
voluptuous energy. She looked into his eyes and
breathed heavily. His hand roved down and pressed
one cheek of her buttocks, which he felt undulate
beneath her bottom.
	"You must not do that," she murmured, "it
makes me feel sick and ill."
	"Does it when Mabel does the same?" asked
Frank.
	She became white with terror.
	"Do not fear, my darling," continued Frank.
"I know all, have seen your embraces last night,
but alluded to it to assure you your secret is safe.
But will you not now allow me some little priv-
ileges?"
	"Oh, my darling, you are my brother!"
	"So much greater the exquisite enjoyment,"
pleaded Frank.
	Her head fell on his shoulder, and he ventured
to insinuate his fingers within the bosom of her
dress and gently rubbed her nipples with his thumb
and finger.
	She shivered with delight.
	He next proceeded to place her hand upon his
trousers, so that she could feel his bursting prick
beneath. She clutched it wildly. He now gently
pushed her backwards and placed one hand be-
neath her clothes, gently pressing her legs and
thighs apart, until he at length succeeded in reach-
ing her cunt, which was in a moist and spending
condition.
	She tore open his trousers, saying,."Oh! Darling,
forgive me, I cannot help it," and pushed the skin
of his prick backwards and forwards.
	Frank commenced to frig her, at first gently,
gradually increasing the rapidity and depth of his
insertion, till, with a shriek of rapture, she spent
profusely. He resisted the impulse to follow her ex-
ample, and seating himself in a chair, drew her
towards him, placed his knees between her thighs,
and allowed her gradually to sit down, while his
prick penetrated her.
	They embraced madly, thrusting their tongues
into each other's mouths, and even biting each
other in the fury of their transports, until another
emission relieved their feverish lubricity.
	They then resumed their position on the couch,
and Ethel burst into a flood of tears.
	"Oh! My brother," sobbed she, "what have we
done, and what will be the consequence?"
	Frank strove to console her, and after a time
succeeded, and she became calm, so that they could
resume their walk and return to the house.

	It is now time that some explanation should be
offered as to the cause of the mesmeric power and
voluptuous development so strikingly manifested
in Frank.
	When he first reached school in Germany he
was perfectly innocent, but was speedily initiated
into all the mysteries of frigging and prick sucking
by his school-fellows, who also used to fuck each
other between the thighs, while a third behind re-
ceived the point of his prick in his mouth each
time it was pressed forward and sucked out every
drop of spend that he could obtain.
	One day when passing one of the master's
rooms, he peeped in and saw him making mys-
terious motions in front of a pale, sickly boy, who
was celebrated amongst his companions for the
enormous size of his prick and balls.
	He watched with curiosity, and saw the boy fall
apparently asleep. The master then proceeded to
divest him of his trousers, handling with evident
delight the boy's private parts. He then tucked up
his shirt under his waistcoat, leaving the whole of
his belly, bottom, thighs, and his lovely prick ex-
posed.
	The master gazed with rapture, and Frank saw
by the lump that suddenly appeared in his trousers
that his cock was evidently standing erect and hard.
	He then said. "Kneel on that sofa, and lean your
arms on the head of it, I will it!"
	Frank was intensely surprised to see the boy
obey as though he were walking in his sleep.
	The master took from an adjacent cupboard a
birch and went to the head of the sofa, then lean-
ing over the prostrate form of the boy commenced
to flog him with it on his bottom and the inside
of his thighs, but not severely.
	He next unbuttoned his own trousers, and out
sprang his prick in a state of glorious development,
skinned and hard.
	Frank could scarcely resist the inclination to
rush in and beg to be allowed to suck it, but he
refrained from fear and also lest his curiosity as to
what was about to take place should be baulked.
	The master spoke to the boy, "Raise your head,
and take my prick in your mouth, and suck it till
I spend."
	The victim complied in the same mechanical
manner.
	The birthing was now resumed, and as the
master's excitement increased the blows fell heavier,
the boy's bottom becoming red and inflamed.
	He also commenced fucking the boy in the
mouth, pushing himself backwards and forwards,
when suddenly he dropped the birch, and seizing
the boy's head forced his prick within his mouth
as far as he could ram it, spent, saying with spas-
modic gasps, "Swallow it all-my-spunk-shall
-go down-your throat-if it-kills you."
	When he withdrew his reeking cock, the spend
was glistening in and around the boy's lips, but
he had most undoubtedly swallowed nearly all but
a few drops.
	The master now came to the side of the sofa,
and passing his hand beneath the boy's belly, felt
his lovely prick, but it was not stiff. He separated
the thighs a little, and tickled his testicles, still it
would not stiffen. He then skinned it, and stooping
took the head between his lips. This had no better
effect. He again commenced to birch him, stopping 
for a moment to rub his testicles and prick with
eau de cologne.
	The master's prick was again furiously erect, so
throwing the birch down again he took a small
pot of cold cream and produced an implement
somewhat resembling an artificial prick (it was in
fact a dildo), which he plentifully rubbed with the
ointment, then taking more on his finger, ap-
proached the boy, and pressing apart the cheeks of
his bottom, began to anoint the tight, wrinkled
bumhole with it, gradually inserting his finger fur-
ther and further inside. He then took the dildo,
and applying it to the orifice, pushed it steadily in,
until its entire length was buried in his anus; leav-
ing it there he again examined the boy's prick, and
was evidently delighted to find that at last it stood
as stiffly as his own.
	He then withdrew the dildo, and after rubbing
his own prick with cold cream, knelt on the sofa
behind the boy, and pointing the head of his cock
at the well moistened orifice, pulling apart the but-
tocks with both hands, he eventually succeeded in
penetrating the boy thoroughly. He next proceeded
with both hands, which he passed in front of the
boy's belly, and seized his glorious prick and balls,
and while fucking him in the bottom, frigged him
also, now stopping, and then again proceeding
with rapidity, until at last the boy spent profusely,
at the same moment that the master deposited
within him his exhilarating emission.
	Frank now passed on, fearing discovery, as the
master had evidently finished for the present. He
was puzzled at the mysterious manner in which
the boy seemed to have been rendered insensible,
and the fact of a great prick perforating a bottom-
hole also filled him with astonishment.
	He resolved to make the attempt to achieve this
latter result with this very boy, who slept in his
dormitory, and try what it was like. And it may be
added that he successfully carried his project into
effect the same evening, to the great surprise and
extreme delight of the boy, who had knowingly
been operated on in a similar manner, probably on
many occasions.
	Shortly after this he spoke of the extraordinary
power one being seemed to possess over another,
making them unconscious, and then compelling
them to obey their orders.
	This was to a young student at a neighbouring
college, with whom he had become intimate, even
to the extent of frigging each other. This friend
explained the theory and practice of mesmerism,
and Frank soon found that he could also experi-
mentalize successfully.
	This young student was also an ardent volup-
tuary of the most pronounced type, and proposed
that Frank should try if he could mesmerize his
sister, a charming girl of about fifteen, who was
staying with him for a few days, awaiting the
arrival of her father. Frank's friend proposed they
should go to a certain house, where he was in the
habit of going, to try the experiment. It was, in
fact, kept by a lady who allowed the strangest
scenes of unbridled lust to be enacted there, the
contemplation of which caused her the most ex-
quisite delight. 
	They started at once, in company with his
friend's sister, and on their arrival the lady ushered
them into her drawing room (fully understanding
that their visit was to afford her some of the usual
voluptuous treats, which she always enjoyed so
much), and Frank at once commenced to try his
experiment on the Fraulein.
	For some time no visible effect was produced,
but at last her eyes appeared to dilate, then the eye-
lids drooped, and she seemed to sleep.
	"Now, Frank," said his friend, "speak to her."
	He did so, and to his delight he found that he
had succeeded perfectly.
	The student now told Frank that he must see
him fuck her.
	He started in amazement.
	"Why she has never been touched! And I have
never seen her cunt!"
	"So much the better sport," replied his friend,
"for I am determined you shall defile her in my
presence here.
	"Now, Frank," continued he, placing his hand
on his prick and commencing to fondle it, "no one
but ourselves can ever know anything about it.
I am so anxious to see her naked body, and this
darling prick penetrating it. I see you will," said he
as he felt the cock rising under his caressing hand.
	Frank was ready for anything. He approached
her, unfastened her dress, discovered her rosy nip-
ples tipping the snowy hills of her bosom. He
fingered them in rapture, and they seemed to get
so impudently hard that he could not resist the
temptation of sucking the delicious little straw-
berries of love. But, his friend getting impatient,
he proceeded to raise her dress in front, exhibiting
a lovely little pink cunt, with scarcely a hair on it.
	"I will assist you to undress her," said the
brother, and lifting her on the couch she was soon
naked in their hands.
	Frank examined that deliciously tight little
cunt; it was impossible to get even the point of his
finger in.
	"How can I fuck this?" said he.
	"Nonsense!" said the brother. "Suck it and
moisten it."

	Frank did so, and from the writhing of the
naked body of the beautiful girl, she was evidently
enjoying it. Her brother then took his place and
endeavored to force his tongue within. At last he
arose, and said, "Frank, I fear you must place your
prick between her thighs and spend there, she is
so small and tight, and I will suck the head of
your prick from the other side."
	This was carried into effect, and after command-
ing her to dress, Frank succeeded in recovering her
again, and they left the house.
	This little incident had created in Frank's mind
a mad desire to force his way into a virgin cunt,
he revelling in the agony of his victim by anticipa-
tion, and on mentioning his desire to his friend,
he said, "I will speak to a lady that I know very
well."
	This was the proprietress of the house they had
visited with his sister. She had a girl of eighteen of 
French parentage who had been turned out of her
home by brutal parents and was, in fact, utterly
friendless.
	Madame G had taken her in with delight,
seeing that she would be able to do anything with
her that her lewd fancies might devise, without
fear or risk.
	This was the victim fated to be tortured by
Frank, the only condition being that Madame
G should be present to see the whole proceed-
ing, and thus have her share of the voluptuous
feast.
	On the following day Frank obtained permis-
sion to be absent until evening, and he accompanied
his friend to the house in question.
	They were ushered into a charming boudoir,
where they found Madame G- awaiting them.
She was a pretty, plump woman, every feature be-
traying an intensely lascivious temperament. She
was completely enveloped in a dressing gown of
black velvet, which heightened the dazzling white-
ness of her skin, her rosy little feet were encased in
tiny little slippers, and her legs were evidently bare.
	A soft warm air pervaded the room, and a
fragrant and exciting perfume shed its influence
around. The floor was covered with a thick velvet
pile carpet; the chairs and a capacious couch were
also covered with velvet and furnished with luxur-
ious springs. In the centre of the room was a pecu-
liar article of furniture, which bore the appearance
of a St. Andrew's Cross, placed horizontally and
supported by a massive pedestal, which at one end
was cut away so as to correspond with the form
of the cross at its lower extremity.
	She rose and greeted them, embracing both most
affectionately, and squeezed Frank so ardently
against her that his prick stood immediately. Find-
ing this to be the case she took his hand and placed
it beneath her dressing gown; he shuddered on dis-
covering that it was the only article that concealed
her nakedness.
	He pressed her belly amorously, and placing his
hand at the junction of her thighs, discovered a
most exquisite cunt and a clitoris erect and hard.
She would not allow him to proceed further, as
she only wished to see if he was sufficiently excited
for the work he was intended to perform.
	All sitting down, they partook of some Bur-
gundy and literally devoured a collection of books,
photographs, and pictures she placed before them.
They were of the most fearfully exciting character,
representing lust and cruelty in every phase; the
principal works being the Marquis de Sade's Jus-
tine and Juliette, in ten volumes, with their one
hundred steel plates, also his Philosophie dans le
Boudoir and other French works, besides English
erotic books, such as Fanny Hill, The Romance of
Lust, Letters from Paris, Curiosities of Flagella-
tion, Phoebe Kissagen, The New Epicurean, and
others too numerous to be mentioned.
	When she saw they were both half frantic, she
rose and rang the bell. In a few moments the door
opened, and a remarkably beautiful girl entered.
	"Sit down," said Madame G--, "I wish to
speak to you." 
	She obeyed, evidently frightened at the sight of
two strange young gentlemen.
	Madame then locked the door, and placing the
key on the mantelpiece, turned to their victim.
	"Marie," said she, addressing the girl, "these
two handsome young fellows are going to fuck
you. Do you know what that means?"
	The poor girl began to sob, and trembled from
head to foot.
	"Oh Madame," said she, "have mercy! I am so
terrified-pray let me go!"
	"No," thundered her tormentor, "I will not.
Your screams cannot be heard beyond this room,
and I intend to gloat over your agonies, while you
are tortured by all here. Seize her," she added, ad-
dressing Frank and his friend, who were evidently
influenced by the same feelings of ungovernable
lust.
	They sprang up and held her fast.
	"Undress her."
	This they endeavored to do, but her struggles
were such that they could not succeed.
	Madame G--- now approached, and seizing
her arms, held them as in a vise, and directed
Frank's friend to hold her legs. Frank then tore
open her dress, and throwing her on the floor, they
succeeded by their joint endeavours in tearing it
completely off. She was forcibly divested of her
stays, petticoats, drawers, stockings, everything in
fact,, till at last she lay on the floor struggling and
screaming in a perfectly nude condition.
	"Lift her on the cross table," said Madame.
	And with some difficulty they succeeded in ex-
tending their victim on her back, with her legs and
arms stretched out on the four branches of the
cross, and securely fixed in that position by con-
cealed springs.
	There lay her lovely naked form, every muscle
convulsed by fear and outraged modesty.
	Madame G-- then proceeded to suck her
breasts and rub her belly and the inside of her
thighs, directing Frank to fondle her cunt. This he
obeyed delightedly, and then proceeded to suck it,
causing her to struggle more and more, as in spite
of all her fear and the shock to her modesty she
was becoming excited, and in a few moments gave
down a most copious spend.
	This was the signal Madame was waiting for.
"Now," she exclaimed, "your maidenhead shall be
broken through-lost and destroyed!"
	Frank and his friend stripped themselves to the
buff, Madame also throwing off her only garment.
	Acting on her instructions, Frank approached
the lower end of the cross table, and placing him-
self between the victim's legs, placed the point of
his prick just within the lips of her spending cunt,
his friend taking up his station at the other end of
the table with his rampant fiery cock just above
the horrified face.
	Madame, for her part, knelt on a prie-dieu, from
the back of which protruded a dildo, which im-
mediately entered her ready cunt to the very hilt,
and leaning forward she recommended sucking and
biting the tender nipples of her victim.
	Frank now gave a brutal lunge, and excited to
madness by the shrieks of agony and helpless strug-
gles of the poor girl, was buried in her in a moment,
his ruthless prick breaking or tearing through every
maiden obstacle, till the virgin blood trickled over
his testicles and down the crack of her bottom.
	His friend now commenced to frig himself, and
Madame G-- was also pushing furiously back-
wards and forwards on the dildo, as Frank now
fucked the girl with deep and agonizing insertions
of his prick.
	The victim fainted from excess of pain and
emotion, seeing which, Madame violently bit her
bosom, and she recovered consciousness with a
shriek of anguish, just as Frank spent within her
lacerated body, and his friend inundated her face
with the spunk that poured from his spending
prick. At the same time Madame covered her dildo
also with a prolific emission. This only increased
the frenzy of her tormentors, and springing to their
feet they eagerly agreed to Madame's suggestion to
flog her.
	Having reversed their victim so that she now
lay on her belly, with a concealed dildo of immense
size forcing itself up her cunt, they proceeded with
three immense birch rods to carry this into effect,
lashing her bottom, loins, inside her thighs, and
even the lips of her cunt, tightly distended around
the hugh dildo, till the hue of her skin was a burn-
ing scarlet.
	Then desisting, Madame G--took another
dildo, and pulling wider apart the cheeks of that
smarting bottom, thrust it into her convulsed and
agonized bottom-hole with hellish force.
	The victim's tortures were almost too great for
human endurance.
	"Now," Madame exclaimed, with the wild glare
of a demoniac, "I will sit astraddle her waist, and
Frank must do so also, facing me."
	This was immediately carried into effect, Frank's
prick entered the cunt in front of him with the
greatest ease. Their violent up and down motions
caused the dildo buried in the cunt of the almost
crushed victim to fuck her.
	"Faster, faster," shrieked Madame G---. "I'm
coming-I'm coming-I'm spendingl"
	Their movements were fast and furious, and
just as their spunk flowed with convulsive throbs,
Frank's friend thrust two pins into the quivering
buttocks of the victim, causing the most exquisite
torture.
	She moaned piteously, but this only excited her
tormentors' devilish lusts to a greater extent, and
joining each other on the couch, they enacted every
device of lasciviousness, goaded by the spectacle of
the suffering girl.
	They sucked and frigged, spending over each
other in every direction. Then getting up, Frank
withdrew the dildo from the bottom-hole of the
suffering girl, substituted his prick, which was
slippery with spendings, and commenced to fuck
her there, whilst his friend inserted his under one
of her extended arms, so that the point rubbed
against one of the nipples of her bosom.
	Madame G-, not to be behind hand, again
seated herself astraddle the victim's waist, and
rubbing her opened cunt in the spendings that still
remained on her back from the previous fucking
that had taken place there, frigged herself thus, as
Frank increased her excitement and pleasure by
working his moistened finger in the wrinkled bum-
hole she presented to his view, to her intense en-
joyment.
	They all spent at the same time, even the vic-
tim, who could not resist the effect of the dildo still
within her cunt. She was now literally inundated
with spunk, and utterly exhausted, as the others
resumed their clothes.
	It can easily be imagined that this extraordinary
adventure corrupted Frank Etheridge's mind, and
his madly lascivious temperament is no longer a
matter of surprise to the reader.

	To return to our story. A few days after Frank
and Ethel had knowingly fucked, Mr. and Mrs.
Etheridge were obliged to visit London, and the
brother and sister resolved to utilise the occasion.
	Frank, during the interim, had succeeded in
gamahuching and fucking the housemaid who had
visited his sister in her room on that memorable
night.
	He had prevailed on his sister to have her as a
bedfellow, and enact every species of exciting lust
and tribadism they could devise.
	This was carried into effect, and Frank, from his
post of observation at the crevice, saw them per-
fectly naked, lying on the outside of the bed, the
housemaid being reversed above her mistress, while
they were literally devouring each other's cunts.
	He then descended, and softly entering the room,
naked as he was, made a sign to his sister. She in-
stantly clutched the body of the housemaid above
her, so that she could not extricate herself from
the position she was in.
	Frank now approached; and having previously
applied oil plentifully to his prick, he knelt over
his sister's face, and with a sudden thrust forward,
buried it within the bottom-hole of the astonished
housemaid.
	She screamed in alarm, but Ethel, raising her
thighs, literally buried the girl's head between
them and effectually stifled her cries.
	Frank proceeded to push his prick in and out,
as he revelled in this charming aperture, while his
sister, abandoning for a moment the delicious cunt
she was sucking, took his slippery balls in her
mouth and rolled her tongue around them in such
an exciting manner that he spent immediately, his
spunk oozing out and flowing over the face of his
delighted sister.
	Mabel also emitted at the same moment, so that
Ethel was almost choked.
	Mabel was now ready enough to join in what-
ever they wished, and every species of ingenuity
conceivable was brought into requisition, in order
to minister to their mutual gratification.
	At last Frank retired to his own room, sleeping
soundly till late in the morning, when he awoke
with such an awful cockstand and such a feeling
of insatiable lust that he could scarcely put his
prick out of sight in his trousers and make a decent
appearance at the breakfast table.

	He easily persuaded his sister to join him in a
warm bath, which Mabel was ordered to prepare
at once, and then when they had entered it she was
to lock herself in Ethel's bedroom so that the other
servants might not by any accident discover what
was taking place.
	Entering the bath, they lay down side by side,
and an exquisite feeling of languor overtook them.
	Ethel's hand wandered over her brother's naked
form beneath the water, and his was not idle.
	Then rising, they stood facing each other, and
slightly extending her thighs, her brother speedily
placed his erect and throbbing prick within her.
They commenced to fuck gently, fondling each
other as they did so.
	The convulsive spasms, however, speedily ap-
proached, and at the moment they mutually com-
menced to spend they sank down in the warm
water. The beautiful warmth of the aromatic bath
produced most delicious sensations flowing up their
bottom-holes, as busy fingers worked excitedly to
increase their lascivious abandon, while its action
around their still more sensitive organs of genera-
tion caused them heavenly rapture.
	The day before the return of their parents,
Frank and Ethel were seated in the summer house
mutually fondling each other's private parts, when
Frank said that the desire he had long felt to see
his mother's glorious nakedness, and if possible to
fuck and gamahuche her, grew stronger every day,
and he was resolved to try it by the aid of mes-
merism.
	Ethel, blushing deeply, was evidently much ex-
cited by the idea, and confessed that the same feel-
ing with respect to her father had possessed her for
some time.
	"Then, my darling," continued her brother,
"we will do it."
	Mabel now entered, and stopped further con-
versation by frigging herself before them, while
they also performed the same act for each other,
after which they all returned to the house.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge arrived the next day
about one o'clock. They embraced their children
with great warmth, but little imagined the libidi-
nous feelings their endearments produced on their
children.

It will be well, before relating what subse-
quently took place, to glance at Ethel's school ex-
periences, in order to understand her lustful desires
and warm temperament. 	
	The school in Paris at which she was placed
was conducted by a lady of tall stature, Juno-like
form, and a manner which, outwardly mild, con-
cealed beneath it the fire of raging lust, which she
gratified in a peculiar manner.
	She received Ethel most kindly, and kissing her
affectionately, consigned her to the care of a young
lady some three or four years older, who would be
her special companion and share her bed.
	She was afterwards introduced to the other
young ladies, and at once felt thoroughly at home.
	When they retired for the night, Ethel's com-
panion, Minette, insisted on helping her to un-
dress, and although from a natural feeling of shy-
ness Ethel did not like it much, she did not wish
to appear ill-natured or ungrateful, so she per-
mitted it.
	Minette managed in this operation, apparently
by accident, to bring her hands in contact with
Ethel's naked body as much as possible, which
caused blushes to mantle her face, as she felt the
contact of the soft, pulpy hand.
	Ethel now got into bed, having first rendered
similar assistance to Minette, who did not possess
the shyness of her younger friend, but before
putting on her nightdress completely bared her
whole body before the eyes of Ethel, who was
somewhat surprised to see such large prominent
breasts and a profusion of hair covering her cunt.
	She immediately embraced Ethel on getting into
bed and endeavored to interlace their legs, which
somewhat surprised the new pupil, and made her
keep them close together, not knowing the mean-
ing of such proceedings.
	Before sleeping they lay apart, and Ethel, tired
out as she was, speedily sank into a refreshing
slumber.
	She dreamt that every portion of her body was
pervaded by the most delicious sensations, but
could not conceive the cause, and when she awoke
in the morning was surprised to find one of
Minette's hands between her thighs, whilst another
rested on her little breasts.
	Her companion was asleep, or pretended to be
so, and was entirely uncovered, the bed-clothes
having slipped off. She was lying on her back, her
legs widely extended, and her cunt moist, slightly
open and occasionally twitching with a spasmodic
throb, whilst she sighed gently and smiled in her
sleep.
	Ethel was possessed by a nameless sensation, and
actuated by curiosity, ventured to look closer at
the full-blown cunt, which seemed to rivet her
gaze, and saw a little fleshy lump protruding from
between the luscious-looking vermillion lips.
	Struck with amazement, as she herself had noth-
ing of the kind, she touched it gently with her
fingers. It throbbed, and Minette sighed slightly,
and said, in a kind of subdued whisper, "Oh, do
go on, rub your finger about, my darling Clara, it
is so exquisite!"
	She was evidently asleep, and imagined some-
one else was with her.
	Ethel, hardly knowing what she was about,
commenced to rub the little lump, and was sur-
prised still more to find that Minette moved un-
easily, opening and shutting her legs, till at last
she heard a profound sigh, and Minette lay mo-
tionless.
	Ethel felt a strange throbbing, and her finger
was immediately wetted with a warm gush of
thick creamy glutinous something which was
emitted from the cunt of her bedfellow.
	This so affected her that she withdrew her fin-
ger, and lay apart from her companion again.
	Presently the sleeper awoke, and they dressed,
Minette again insisting on various squeezings and
fondlings, which now produced on Ethel a most
strange effect, perfectly incomprehensible to her,
whilst Minette seemed also intensely excited.

	However, they descended to breakfast without
any further adventure, except that another pupil.
Mademoiselle Rosalie, a frolicsome blonde, handed
Ethel on the sly a piece of poetry in English, which
she pretended she could not read herself but which
might perhaps interest "la belle Anglaise."
	Ethel put the printed slip away in her bosom,
and afterwards read at her leisure as follows, a very
comical parody:

	PITY THE SORROWS

(Parody on Pratt's "Pity the Sorrows of a Poor
Old Man," Annual Register 1770, page 222)

	Pity the sorrows of a fat young wife,
Whose youth and vigour make her pine
the more!
Whose bounding pulse with hot desire is rife,
O give relief, and heaven shall bless your
store! 

These rosy cheeks, my bursting youth
bespeak,
These beaming eyes proclaim my ardent
quim,
But O! my husband is so cold and weak,
I might be dead, and buried too, for him!

My widow'd sister Mary pines like me,
But while he liv'd, her husband was a man!
My married sister Lucy smiles to see,
How oft I'm baffled since my hopes began!

I will not, cannot tell, for very shame,
All that is wanting to the married state,

To be a wife in nothing but the name,
Is a most wretched, miserable fate!

Though chaste in heart, and willing to be
chaste,
What virtue can withstand the waltz's
whirl?
Tom, Jack, or Harry's arm about my waist,
Belly to belly throbbing, boy with girl!

To sup on partridges and to drink champagne,
Stirs my hot blood to fever's ardent glow,
And then the waltzing round and round
again,
Drives me quite mad! O what, what can
I do?

I'd willingly be wise and chaste, God knows!
But O, it drives me wild with amorous
pain,
To feel the embracing arms of waltzing
beaux,
To meet the piercing glance of charming
men!

O, tell me, have I err'd? Impart the truth!
My inmost heart is open to conviction,
Deeper, O deeper still, dear vigorous youth,
O, give me every inch of thine erection!

Pity the sorrows of a fat young wife,
All, all my sins are lying at your door,
Bestow on me the biggest joys in life,
Oh, give relief, and heav'n shall bless your
store!


	Our school-girl was more perplexed than ever
by this effusion: what was that something always
required by blooming young wives or widows so
mysteriously hinted at in the lines as she read
them over and over again to herself?
	At the close of their morning studies Madame
Cul addressed her pupils and stated that Made-
moiselle Rosalie had not completed her French ex-
ercises to her satisfaction, and as she could not
allow idleness and carelessness to exist in her estab-
lishment, she would be bitched in the presence of
the whole school after luncheon.
	Ethel stared in amazement, but Minette lovingly
placed her arm round her waist and whispered, "It
is the custom here, but you will soon get used to
it, and even enjoy the sight."
	According, before the commencement of after-
noon studies, Madame Cul entered the schoolroom,
followed by two well-formed but muscular and
strong housemaids, and when all were assembled,
said, "Mademoiselle Rosalie, come here and take
off everything except your chemise, shoes and
stockings. The maids will assist you to do so."
	The poor girl advanced tremblingly, for she had
not long entered the establishment, and this was
but her second bitching.
	When she was divested of her dress Madame
Cul directed one of the housemaids to assist her in
getting on the other one's back, where she was
securely held by the hands, the servant acting as
horse, having her firmly gripped by each wrist,
whilst the other strong young woman was directed
to hold the victim's legs well apart.

	Ethel gazed as if fascinated by the pretty and
luscious sight presented to her view; it was so ex-
citing to see Rosalie, who was about sixteen, with
an exquisitely fair complexion, her face flushed
with shame, with deep blue eyes brimful of tears,
just ready to run down the crimson cheeks, as
Madame Cul raised first her skirts, which brought
to view the poor girl's pretty legs, dressed in most
interesting boots, white silk stockings, and deli-
cately trimmed drawers.
	The poor girl seemed to quiver all over with
emotion, as she first sobbed and then cried for
mercy in a most piteous broken voice, "Oh,
Madame, do pray punish me in private as you did
at first. Ah, no, no! I can't bear the shame of their
all seeing my poor naked bottom."
	"Silly girl, hold that whimpering noise, you
deserve all this disgrace, did I not tell you how I
would punish you before the whole school next
time?" said Madame, evidently with some excite-
ment, as she opened the girl's drawers behind, and
pinned up the tail of her chemise with all the rest
of the impedimenta round the victim's waist, till
at last they had a very fair view of Rosalie's lovely
little pink-lipped cunt, upon which the incipient
growth of soft down was only just beginning to
be perceptible, and another delightful item dis-
played to view was her tight wrinkled little bum-
hole, set in a frame of soft-tinted delicate brown,
beautifully in contrast with the snowy whiteness
of the well-developed buttocks.
	Madame now raised the birch with which she
was provided, and commenced to lash the bottom
so invitingly exhibited, increasing the severity of
her cuts as she went on. Then resting a little she
seemed to watch with much satisfaction the wrig-
gling of the fair penitent, the cheeks of whose
bottom were a fiery red.
	When she recommenced, the birching was di-
rected to the inside of the victim's thighs, and even
on the lips of that delicately pink little cunt, with
light smart touches, evidently intended to inflame
the parts rather than cut them up.
	Rosalie, her dark eyes now full of sensuous
humidity, her face burning scarlet, alternately
sobbed and cried as she commenced afresh to strug-
gle wildly, so that the servants with all their
strength could scarcely hold the plunging victim.
	Madame Cul stopped the punishment, and to
Ethel's intense surprise, she saw Rosalie's bottom-
hole open and shut, whilst the throbbing lips of
her cunt emitted a thick, whitish-looking liquid,
which oozed forth in spasmodic gushes.
	"Enough! She spends, the lewd girl; it only
shows the prurient ideas girls must have when my
birching affects them in such a sensual manner. Fie
for shame, Mademoiselle Rosalie, what have you
done?" exclaimed Madame, as she sank into a
chair and seemed ready to faint herself, whilst the
humidity of her eyes seemed the very counterpart
to that sensuous look in her victim.
	Recovering herself in a few moments, she di-
rected them to release Rosalie, and then left the
room.
	During this extraordinary scene Minette had
placed her hand behind Ethel and squeezed the
cheeks of her bottom, also endeavoring to force it
between her thighs as well as she could, consider-
ing how the intervening dress hindered this opera-
tion. Nevertheless our innocent novice could not
help opening her legs a little, and felt a strange
indescribable sensation of pleasure.
	The other girls were moving restlessly on their
seats and, in fact, were using dildoes concealed un-
der their drapery.
	When Minette and Ethel retired for the night,
the former complained of the heat, and suggested
that they should sleep without any covering or
night dresses, and by way of example got into bed
in a state of perfect nudity.
	Ethel, not wishing to be thought prudish or ill-
natured, first extinguished the light, and then
threw off her chemise. Joining her companion bed-
fellow also quite naked, they embraced each other
warmly and Minette, placing her hand on Ethel's
bottom, forced their cunts together. She trembled
from head to foot, but when Minette asked her to
squeeze her in a similar manner, she did so at once,
and did not resist the insertion of one of her fair
thighs between her own.
	Minette now kissed her furiously, thrusting her
tongue into Ethel's mouth, causing her to feel the
most extraordinary sensations.
	"Ethel, my darling," she said, "what did you
think of Rosalie's birching, has she not got an ex-
quisite bottom and pussy? Was it not awfully
exciting when it throbbed?"
	At the same time she gently placed her hand on
Ethel's cunt, and commenced to suck one of her
nipples, whilst one finger was titillating her com-
panion's incipient clitoris, which, although so
small as to be scarcely visible, was tremendously
sensitive to these tender and lascivious touches by
such an experienced tribade.
	"Oh, oh, pray don't, you make me feel so sick
-so odd-I tremble all over-I can't say how I
feel-and yet-yet-," said Ethel in a whisper,
hardly knowing what to do as she struggled to get
away a little from her rude bedfellow.
	This only excited Minette the more, as she held
the young girl firmly in her embrace, redoubling
her ardent caresses, which seemed to send such a
thrill of exquisite warmth through Ethel's entire
frame that she was powerless to resist such seduc-
ing endearments.
	Minette was not slow to take advantage of her
conquest. Reversing her position all of a sudden,
she forced her head between Ethel's thighs and
commenced to suck her cunt, plunging her amorous
velvety-tipped tongue in as far as it would go, or
biting the little clitoris in such a way that her
companion was almost mad with a feeling she
could not yet fully understand.
	She again struggled to release herself, but it was
in reality only a semblance of resistance-the last
faint protest of her modest nature before thor-
oughly surrendering herself to all the voluptuous
games of Minette.
	At last her head fell back, her throbbing cunt
was raised to meet those warm, loving kisses, and
then for the first time in her life, she really spent
-and fainted.

	When she recovered she threw herself into
Minette's arms, saying, "Oh, I have indeed been
in heaven. What did you do to make me feel so?"
	Her bedfellow hastened to fondle her again, and
before another hour had passed they were mutually
frigging, gamahuching, and spending amid cries
of delight. In fact, Ethel was thoroughly taught
every pleasure possible to tribadism.
	The following day another girl was bircbed in
school, and at night Minette proposed to Ethel
that they should go into the next dormitory, after
the lights were extinguished, and see what was
going on, as the birched girl slept there.
	They did so, and Ethel stood spellbound.
	Twelve girls, of ages varying from ten to six-
teen, were all lying in a confused heap on two of
the beds that had been placed close together, and
they were sucking, frigging, and fucking each other
with dildoes.
	Minette rushed to the bed and speedily mingled
with the spending mass of girlhood, whilst Ethel,
utterly unable to resist the impulse, ran forward
also to the birched girl and was soon sucking her
cunt, whilst other girls sucked her nipples or excited
her almost to madness by working their fingers in
her sensitive bottom-hole. After exhausting them-
selves with every kind of lubricity, they returned
to their own room.
	The next morning Ethel felt so fatigued she
could not complete the task assigned her in school.
	As she was leaving for recreation Madame Cul
called her to one side, and said: "You have incurred
punishment by your neglect, but as you are eviden-
tly in a rather nervous state, I will inflict it in my
bedroom. Come to me immediately after afternoon
studies."
	At the appointed time Ethel tremblingly sought
Madame Cul's bedroom.
	The schoolmistress, after locking the door, pro-
ceeded to assist her in removing all her clothes.
When this was accomplished she directed her to lie
on a velvet couch that was covered with cushions.
This she did, and Madame Cul adjusted her in
such a manner that while lying on her belly one of
the velvet cushions lay between her extended
thighs.
	She now commenced to birch her with light
stinging cuts that, although not apparently heavy
enough to break or lacerate her delicate skin, had
such a smarting effect that Ethel felt she must
scream to relieve the pain. This was presently suc-
ceeded by a warm voluptuous glow that sent a
tremor through her whole frame. She felt as though
she wanted to pee, and yet that did not seem the
reason of her strange sensations.
	As the birching proceeded, Madame occasionally
placed her hand on the bottom of the penitent,
which tended so to increase Ethel's excitement that,
wildly squeezing the cushion between her thighs,
she spent copiously.
	Madame, delighted to see what had happened,
lifted her own skirts and with a few insertions
of her finger produced the same result on herself.
	When she had recovered she ordered Ether to
rise, then pretending to notice the moisture on the
pillow, asked her what she had been doing.

	Poor Ethel blushed scarlet, and looked awfully
distressed.
	"Come here, my darling." Madame said, "let me
see what has been the matter with you," and she
took her across her knees, extending her on her
back.
	She examined her cunt, pressed and rubbed her
belly, squeezed her nipples beteen her fingers till
they grew quite impudently erect, inserted her
finger in Ethel's cunt, and commenced to frig the
agitated girl luxuriously, making her toss about
in such extasy that, when spending again, Madame
could scarcely hold her, so violent were her con-
tortions.
	(Madame's finger entered easily, but she made
no remark, for she knew full well that the entrance
had been forced by Minette's finger-which was,
in fact, the case.)
	After this Ethel was initiated into every means
of procuring sensual pleasure that Sapphism could
teach, but it was not until her return home, and
the subsequent meeting with her brother, that she
actually felt the real delight of a prick. inside her
(which no substitutes can ever equal), although
she knew all that man could do unto her.
	It will be seen, therefore, that by reason of her
school experiences she was well prepared for any
species of lechery which her brother might venture
to propose.

	In the course of a few days Mr. Etheridge was
compelled again to visit the neighbouring town
where he would be detained till the next day.
	Thus the opportunity came at last for which
Frank had been waiting. At dinner he plied his
mother with Burgundy (of which she was very
fond) to the greatest possible extent, without rais-
ing her suspicions, whilst he literally devoured her
with his gaze.
	Later in the evening, she sat in a large easy
chair and seemed to be getting drowsy. Frank
said, "As we shall scarcely require anything else
to-night, may the servants go to bed, Mamma?"
	She assented, and after the order had been given,
Frank, looking triumphantly towards his sister,
seriously commenced his attempt to mesmerize his
own mother. At first she involuntarily resisted
his efforts, but at length she succumbed, and as
her head fell on her shoulder he openly made the
necessary passes, and she speedily became entirely
at his mercy.
	"Now, Ethel," said he, "I will gratify my
passion."
	He approached his mother. She was in evening
dress and her lovely bubbies were half visible, and
from the semirecumbent position in which she lay
every outline of her form could be clearly seen.
	Her son first carefully raised those deliciously
firm bubbies completely above her dress, then suck-
ing one motioned to his sister to do the same with
the other.
	Mrs. Etheridge sighed slightly and slid further
down in her chair.
	Frank then knelt in front of her, and his sister
helping him, they gradually raised their Mamma's
dress in front, till they had a full view of the splen-
did legs and thighs of their maternal parent-the
former cased in pink silk stockings, with the swell-
ing thighs filling out her drawers and making them
look deliciously tight. Placing his hand within the
slit in front he pulled aside the chemise, and gently
extending her legs to their widest, he placed her
feet on two chairs, and they now had a full view
of that glorious cunt from which they both had
come. It was beautifully shaded with hair, not
too large, and between the moist lips he saw her
divine clitoris, hard and erect.
	After gazing for a moment, he rubbbed it gently
with his finger. Mamma again sighed, and slid
still further forwards. Now taking from his pocket
a dildo (which he had previously charged), he
gradually inserted it in his mother and pushed it
gently backwards and forwards. The lips clung
lovingly to it, his mother's breathing became hur-
ried, her bubbies heaved under the caressing fingers
of her daughter, and with a tremendous spasm that
convulsed every muscle of her body, she spent, just
as Frank pressed the spring and injected the con-
tents of the dildo into her. Immediately removing
the instrument and substituting his tongue, he
drained every drop of spend that she emitted.
	While he was thus occupied Ethel had stretched
herself on the floor, and having released his burst-
ing cock, was receiving within her mouth the
spendings of her brother.
	After gloating for some time over the sight of
his mother's relaxed cunt, he suddenly placed her
legs over his shoulders and raised her body in such
a manner that his prick was opposite her bottom-
hole. He, after his sister had rubbed some of the
spunk within its wrinkled orifice, prepared for
an enculade. Ethel meanwhile was gamahuching
her mother's delicious cunt and being frigged by her
brother.
	Gradually Frank pushed his way within his
Mamma's delightful fundament, which contracted
and throbbed upon his tremendously excited prick,
so that he at once spent in an agony of lust. His
sister, equally maddened by the thoughts of her
brother's incest and the voluptuous workings of
his fingers on the lips of her cunt and clitoris, also
emitted at the same time with a scream of rapture.
	Then not to be outdone by her brother she made
him withdraw his prick, which remained enor-
mously stiff, and literally devoured it with her lips,
sucking every drop of spend, etc., which still oozed
from the fiery-looking head of his affair, and then
pointing it to that divine maternal cunt she made
him plunge in there and fuck Mamma properly
and thoroughly, whilst she was sucking and tickl-
ing his balls in order to increase his enjoyment.
	"Mamma, dear," said Frank, withdrawing his
prick after another extatic spend, "do you know
what you are doing?"
	She answered immediately, "Yes, my darling
children, your delicious fucking and gamahuching
have made me feel all the delights of heaven itself."
	Yet her eyes were closed, and there was no doubt
of her being still under the mesmeric influence.
	"Is there anything else you would like, dear
Mother?" asked Frank.

	"I should like to suck my dear boy's prick,
whilst Ethel frigs me again," she murmured.
	Frank at once presented his half-stiffened cock
to his mother's lips, whilst Ethel, kneeling down
between the maternal thighs, rolled her lascivious
tongue in delight round that splendid clitoris and
within the serrated nymphae which guarded the
entrance to the temple of love, whilst her nose
revelled amongst the beautiful cheveluce of a most
glorious mons Veneris, and inhaled all the sweet
odours of that Cytherian region, which always
has maddening effects on the votaries of gamahuch-
ing.
	She was too occupied with her tongue to frig
her mother's cunt, but postilioned her luxuriously
with two fingers in her bottom-hole; Mamma all
the while was sucking the prick and caressing the
balls of her son, as he fucked her in the mouth.
	At last they were too exhausted to carry their
ideas any further for the time, and having wiped
their mother and removed every trace of her defile-
ment and allowed a little time for the blood to
cool in their veins;she was placed in her former
position in her chair, her dress readjusted, and then
Frank, with a few passes, brought her back to con-
sciousness, after which they all soon retired to rest.

	The following day at lunch time Mr. Etheridge
returned home; but Mrs. Etheridge did not appear,
having a severe headache, doubtless (although she
knew it not) the result of the operations of her
children on her body the previous evening.
	It was a lovely afternoon, and Mr. Etheridge
proposed a walk, to which his children readily
assented.
	After strolling about for upwards of an hour
they directed their steps to the summer house, of
which mention has been before made.
	Both Frank and Ethel had been more than usu-
ally affectionate in their manner to their father this
particular afternoon, and the latter had more than
once brushed accidentally with the back of her
head against the front of her father's trousers, and
on the last occasion distinctly felt his prick, which
was evidently in a slightly turgid state, and his
trousers also slightly projected in the most interest-
ing place.
	Ethel's breath shortened and her voice was
slightly thick and husky with a strange tremulous-
ness in its tone, as she felt a curious and unnatural
sensation stealing over her that she could not define
even in her own thoughts.
	Frank also seemed strangely excited, and occa-
sionally pressed his sister's bubbies behind his par-
ent's back. He also took every opportunity of press-
ing against his father.
	When they sat down to rest Ethel noticed that
her father appeared drowsy, and he lay down on
the couch. Presently his eyes closed, and he seemed
in a deep sleep. On looking towards her brother
she saw he was making the mesmeric passes with
his hands.
	In a few moments he rose, and approaching his
sister, said, "My darling, Papa is now entirely un-
conscious of what he does, and entirely under my
control, we will secure the door, and then you shall
suck the author of your being till his noble prick
spends in your mouth."
	He appeared almost mad, and Ethel remained
for the moment almost spellbound her feelings
were too much for her.
	"Now, Ethel," continued her brother, "you can
do what you wish, do not lose time"
	Aroused by his words, she approached her father
and knelt down by the side of the couch. He was
lying on his back, with his thighs slightly separ-
ated. Taking hold of his legs she gently extended
them still further, and his prick could be seen re-
posing on his left thigh.
	Ethel tremblingly unfastened the buttons from
waist to fork; then, gently removing his shirt,
she saw before her her father's lovely prick. It was
an exquisite object, purely white, streaked with
delicate blue veins, the loose skin almost covering
the head of it. His balls were hanging gracefully
beneath, and fine silky hair surrounded the whole
of his privates.

	She touched the prick, and even ventured to place
her fingers round it; and as she did so its substance
increased. She gently pushed the skin up and down,
it throbbed and grew harder and stiffer every mo-
ment, till at last it was proudly erect, standing
against his spotless belly, as white as ivory and as
hard as a bar of iron.
	She lay her cheek lovingly on his thigh and
kissed the point of it, and then took it between
her lips, while with her fingers she tickled his balls,
which were now hard and tight in their receptacle.
	Frank now knelt behind his sister, and having
raised her clothes, he seperated her legs and soon
ascertained that her cunt was delightfully moist
and hot. Bringing his prick to the mark, he slowly
inserted it, and then pushed gently backwards and
forwards.
	His sister took more of the paternal priapus in
her mouth, and pushing her head to and fro, frigged
it deliciously by the double action of her lips and
tongue. She grew more and more excited in her
gamahuching as the motions of Frank's prick
stirred all the lubricity of her nature, till suddenly
Mr. Etheridge's lips parted with a deep-drawn sigh,
the muscles of his belly hardened, and he spent in
the mouth of his daughter, who also simultaneously
received her brother's balmy emission in her cunt.
	As the spending prick left the mouth of the
gamahucher, Frank, withdrawing, took his sister
in his arms, and thrusting his tongue into her
mouth, they greedily enjoyed their father's spend-
ings with which it was filled, as their hands mutu-
ally groped each other's prick and cunt.
	Papa still lay on his back, his prick moist and
glistening. Frank now seized the limp affair of his
parent, and bringing his person close to his father,
rubbed the head of the parental prick against that
of his own. This immediately stiffened him again,
and Frank directed Ethel to stand on the couch with
her legs straddled over her father. She gradually
stooped till the point of the great and glorious
prick was at the entrance to her cunt, then with
Frank's assistance it was guided into the lustful
gap, she stooping lower and lower, till it penetrated
her to the quick.
	Her brother placed his hands under the cheeks
of her bottom and jumped her up and down, till
he saw by the contraction of his father's balls, and
the immense increase of stiffness in the shaft of
his prick, that he was about to spend again. Then
he placed his head between his sister's thighs behind
and with his tongue licked his father's large arsehole and
the lips of his sister's cunt, frigging himself at the
same time.
	When father and daughter spent, their joint
spendihgs oozed out over his face and drove him
frantic with enjoyment; then lifting his sister
down, he made her suck his prick, which had just
emitted, till it was stiff again, and then placing
her on the floor he fucked her savagely, to her great
delight in the excited state she then was, while he
also sucked his father's cock till it came again in
a copious spend.
	They now removed all traces of what had hap-
pened; Frank then willed his father to awake,
which he did. And looking round vacantly, he
said, "Dear children, I fear I have been to sleep, the
fresh air does tire me so," as he little thought of
the real reason of his peculiar feelings of fatigue.

	Frank, now perfectly sure that father, mother,
and sister were entirely amenable to his influence,
was determined to gratify his lusts to the full, and
with the aid of Ethel he counted on carrying out
his intentions.
	In addition to gratifying their licentious appe-
tites in the manner already related, they also sought
new excitements by utilizing certain animals on the
farm. Ethel would frig a bull or a goat, and when
milking a favorite cow, would suddenly persuade
Frank to lift her in his arms, where she would lay
extended on her back, and raising her clothes,
would frig herself with the cow's teats, the milk
from which would flow into her ravenous cunt to
be afterwards sucked out by her brother.
	Frank would also stealthily approach a goat and
raise the animal's hind legs; Ethel would put cold
cream on its cunt for him and insert her brother's
prick, who would then, utterly regardless of the
cruelty he inflicted, force his cock in and spend
there.
	At last another idea occurred to them.
	They were sitting after dinner when Frank
quietly mesmerized both father and mother and
then asked Ethel to dismiss the servants for the
night.
	They amused themselves by playing with their
parents' private parts for awhile, and then Frank
willed them to go to their bedroom. This they
immediately did. Brother and sister left them for
a short time, retiring to their own rooms, and
returned quite naked.
	Their parents now mechanically divested them-
selves of every article of clothing, in obedience to
the will of their son, whilst Frank also willed the
housemaid Maud to come into the room naked.
This girl, under his influence, first approached
Mrs. Etheridge and sucked her bubbies, then her
cunt till she spent, after which she did the same
with the prick of her master, while Frank and
Ethel gamahuched her bottom-hole and cunt to
stimulate her lasciviousness; then she was sent back
to her room.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge began to fondle, and
after struggling a little together on the bed, Mamma
was pulled onto her husband, and they commenced
a most luscious St. George.
	Heavens! What a sight for their incestuous son
and daughter! With greedy eyes and bated breath,
they watched that lovely prick appear and disap-
pear within the loving cunt above it. Now the
paroxysm of spending approached, and their vol-
uptuous furor increased; it was simply madden-
ing.
	Frank and Ethel rushed forwards and with their
hands assisted their beloved parents to experience
the utmost possible enjoyment attainable, which
they undoubtedly did, literally screaming with
pleasure, as the spunk came forth in prolific streams.
	Frank now determined to run a great risk in
allowing his parents to know what was going on.
	First directing his sister to lie on her back on
the bed, with extended thighs, he willed his father
to lie on her and himself placed his prick within
her cunt. Then his mother (under his influence)
lay on her back, on the bed by Ethel's side, and
Frank, excitedly mounting upon her, buried his
prick within the moist and juicy folds of the de-
licious cunt that gave him birth.
	As they were all four approaching the divine
climax, Frank dissolved the mesmeric charm and
allowed both father and mother to realise the
situation at a moment when it would be impossible
for them to resist the impulses of their carnal na-
ture.
	Mr. Etheridge gave a cry of horror, and Mamma
screamed with fright, but Ethel held her father
in a convulsive embrace, her erotic fury making
her at the moment as strong as a lioness, whilst
Frank for his part thrust so vigorously at his
mother that, in spite of their horror at the incest-
uous situation, they all spent simultaneously.
	It would be impossible to describe the sense of
shame that overcame the poor parents; they seemed
to think they were still under the influence of some
horrible dream, an idea which their children did
their best to foster, whilst they were delighted by
the sight of their father's fine prick stiffening again
of itself, from the mere thought of having enjoyed
his daughter.
	Presently Ethel and her brother glided noise-
lessly from the room, but remained just outside the
door to peep and listen. In a moment or two Mr.
Etheridge threw himself upon his wife in a perfect
transport of lust, exclaiming, "What a dream to
fancy I've been fucking Ethel, and what joys she
gave me! I feel, dear, as randy as if I had been
away from you for six months!"
	"How curious," sighed Mrs. Etheridge, "that I
am also excited by having been dreaming the same
thing about dear Frankl Ah, how fine, stiff, and
hot your love of a prick is, my dear, and as moist
as if you had really had the girl. Put it into me
quick, love, and I'll fancy you really are Frank.
I'm excited enough to do the real thing at this
moment!"
	"For shame, wife." responded Mr. Etheridge,
"it's an awful sin even to think about, and yet
they do say the great Napoleon used to fuck his
own sisters and aunts, and considered he had a
right to enjoy himself as he pleased."
	"Besides," continued Mrs. Etheridge, "there's
the case of Lot and his daughters, and no doubt
they were thought quite as respectable as ever by
their acquaintances afterwards. In fact, they must
have told about it for Moses to have known how
to write the tale, and he could not have been very
horrified at the incest, as he makes no mention of
its being discontinued by Lot when he found it
out. And then, you know, the ancient kings of
Egypt always preferred to marry their mothers or
sisters."
	Further remarks were stopped by the necessities
of their amorous combat, so brother and sister re-
tired, fully satisfied that their parents would soon
be as easy as themselves with regard to incestuous
intercourse with their children.
	Next day Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge appeared
greatly distressed and hardly able to look Frank
and Ethel in the face, but in the course of a few
days this all wore off. Their equanimity returned,
and whether owing to the mysterious influence of
mesmerism or otherwise, they afterwards willingly
enacted every species of licentiousness with their
own children.
	One day Frank and Ethel related to their par-
ents their experiences at college and school. Mr.
Etheridge was so inflamed at the tale of the pro-
fessor sodomizing the boy with the big prick that
he declared he should never rest until Frank had
procured him the same pleasure.
	"Let me see," he said, "if I can think of a hand-
some, finely developed youth, who we can invite
here some day for you to experimentalize upon.
Yes, there's young Harry Mortimer. He has got a
fine looking lump in his trousers-a perfect Adonis
-I've often longed to handle his cock."
	"You old sinner," laughed his wife, "I always
thought you a strictly moral man. And to think
your ideas ever ran in such a beastly course. I, too,
must confess, now Frank's mesmerism has made us
all free with one another, how hard it has often
been for me to retain my reputation as a chaste
wife. Why there's Dr. Stroker, our rector, who
has tried me dozens of times, and once actually
showed me his fine tool when we were alone in the
drawing room. What a beauty it was! I almost
fainted with desire."
	"Ah," said Ethel, "that's nothing to what he
did with me, when I had to go to the rectory to
prepare for confirmation. I was always alone with
him. He used to laugh and tell me that religion was
all humbug, he himself only followed and preached
it as his trade, to get a good living. He would draw
me on his lap, put his hands up my clothes, and
tell me my cunny would soon have a crop of beau-
tiful soft hair on it. And one day he threw me
back and kissed my cunt till I fainted, and when
I came round my clothes were up to my waist, and
he was standing between my legs as they hung
over the side of the sofa and frigging himself so as
to spend all over my belly, and after all would not
let me go home till I had kissed and handled his
cock. That was just before you sent me off to
Madame Cul's school and no doubt all helped to
make Minette's touches so awfully exciting when
she began to seduce me with her wanton games."
	"We'll have a game with him, Frank, my boy?"
exclaimed Mr. Etheridge. "My idea now is that we
may all do what we like to enjoy ourselves, only
damn all jealousy. I'm a regular Communist now!
Well, when I ride out to-morrow I will call and
ask Harry to spend an early day with you."
	"Have you found anything worth reading to us
yet, Frank?" asked his Mamma.
	"Yes, a little bit about the quarrels of the god-
desses in heaven. It is an old volume of the writ-
ings of the 'London Spy.' Here it is," said Frank,
taking up a book:

              POEM

A health Jove began to the best end of Juno,
By which they had often been "Junctus in
Uno,"
The bowl went about with much simp'ring
and winking.
Each God lick'd his lips, at the health he was
drinking;,
Whilst Venus and Pallas look'd ready to rave.
That her Goddesship's scut should such
preference have;
The bowl being large, hoping the rather
Their amiable rumps might have swam
altogether.
Thus both being vex'd, Venus swore by her
power,
The nectar had something in't, made it drink
sowre
Which Pallas confirm'd by her shield and her
sword,
And vow'd 'twas as musty besides as a
T-d
But Juno perceiving 'twas out of ill-nature,
That Venus and Pallas abus'd the good
creature,
Because to her Peacock, precedence was given,
As the best and finest fledg'd bird in the
Heaven;
Insinuating under a wink and a snicker,
As if the good health had corrupted the
liquor:
And finding they'd cast this reflection upon
her,
In Juno 'twas justice to stand by her honour:
Who raising her bum from her seat in a
passion,
To Venus and Pallas she made this oration:
"Pray Goddesses! What do you mean, I
beseech it,
To basely reflect on my Tippet-de-wicket?
I know by your smiles, leering looks, and
your winks,
And your items and jeers, you'd insinuate it
stinks:
Dispraising the nectar, well knowing you
meant,
That a health to my Tw__t gave the juice
	an ill scent.
Nay, laugh if you please, for I know I'm
extreamly
To blame, thus to blurt out a word so
unseemly.
But all know the proverb, wherein it is said,
That a What is a What, and a Spade is a
Spade;
And now I'm provok'd, for a truth I may
tell it,
Tho' as red as a fox, yet it smells like a vi'let.
By Jove I'll be judge, if I am not as sweet,
I may say, as a primrose, from head to my
feet.
And he, you may swear, who's my husband
and lover,
Has kist me, and felt me, and smelt me all
over,
And if he can say an ill scent does arise,
From my ears, or my armpits, my c -t,
or my thighs,
Like rotten old Cheshire, low Vervane or
Ling,
And altho' I'm goddess, I'll hang in a string.
Your self, Lady Fair, that arose from the sea,
Sure will not presume to be fragrant as me:
The spark that has laid at your feet all his
trophies,
Has smelt you sometimes strong as pickl'd
anchovies:
But what if he has, were you ranker and
older,
You'd be e'en good enough for a smith or a
soldier."
These words put the Goddess of Love in a
fire,
And make her look redder than Mars that
was by her. .
"My beauty," said Venus, "obtain'd the
Gold Apple."
"Mine A -s Kiss," says Juno, "you shall
have a couple.
I'd have you to know, Queen of Sluts, I
defie you.
And all you can say, or the bully that's by
you.
And as for that Tomboy that boasts she can
wield,
In quarrels and brangles, her lance and her
shield,
That never yet tasted the heavenly blessing,
But always lov'd fighting, much better than
kissing
I know she'd be glad to be ravish'd by force,
By some lusty God, that's as strong as a horse.
But who'd be so forward, unless he was tipsie,
To choose for a miss, such a masculine gipsie?
A termagant dowdy, a nasty old maid;
Who flights copulation, as if she was spay'd:
Which makes me believe, that under her
bodice,
She wants the dear gem, that's the pride of a
Goddess."
Now Pallas, enrag'd at so high a reflection,
Cry'd out, "I thank Jove, I am made in
perfection,
And ev'ry thing have, from a hole to a hair,
Becoming the Goddess of Wisdom and War;
As Paris well knew, when he took a survey,
Of those parts where a Goddess's excellence
lay;
Who strok'd it and smil'd, when my legs he
had parted,
And peep'd till I thought his poor eyes would
have started.
Then licking his lips, did aver to be true,
I was each way as full well accomplish'd as
you.
Indeed, Madam Juno, I'll therefore be plain,
If ever I hear these reflections again:
I vow as a Goddess, and no mortal sinner,
I shall have no patience, but handle your
pinner."
With that the Great Jupiter rose up in hot
anger,
And looking on Pallas, was ready to bang
her.
"Pox take ye," says he, "is your scolding a
lecture,
That ought to be preach'd o'er a bowl of
good nectar?
To drink we came hither, to sing and be civil;
As gods, to be merry, and not play the devil.
Why, mortals on earth, that live crowded in
allies,
As laundresses, porters, poor strumpets and
bullies;
When got o'er a gallon of belch, or a sneaker
Of punch, could not wrangle more over their
liquor.
And you that are Goddesses, thus to be
squabbling,
As if you were bred up to scow'ring and
dabbling!
And all for a fig, or a fart, or a feather,
Or some silly thing that's as trivial as either!
For shame, my Fair Goddesses, bridle your
passions,
And make not in heaven such filthy orations
About your bumfiddles; a very fine jest!
When the heavens all know, they but stink
at the best.
Tho' ye think you much mend with your
washes the matter,
And help the ill-scent with your orange
flower water;
But when you've done all, 'tis but playing
the fool,
And like stifling a T----d, in a cedar close
stool
Besides, Gods of judgment have often confest
That the natural scent without art is the
best."
The Goddesses all, at these sayings, took
snuff,
And rose from their seats in a damnable huff
Their frowns and their blushes, they mingled
together,
And went off in a passion, I do not know
whither.


	"Here's another fine burlesque poem I'll read,
if you don't mind," continued Frank, "it's called
'Vulcan and Venus.' "


	VULCAN AND VENUS

Says Vulcan to Venus, "Pray where have you
been?"
"Abroad," cries the Goddess, "to see and be
seen."
"I fear," says the blacksmith, "you lead an
ill life,
Tho' a Goddess, I doubt you're a bitch of a
wife."
"Why, how now," cries Venus, "altho'
you're my spouse,
If you bitch me, you brute, have a care of
your brows;
Why sure you don't think, I, the Goddess of
Beauty,
By dint of ill language, will prove the more
true t'ye;
'Be civil, you'd best, or I vow by my placket,
I'll make the god Mars bastinado your
jacket!"
"Are you there with your bears?" Smung
replies to his Hussey.
"Does Mars still refresh your old Furbilo,
does he;
I feel by my forehead a coat that is scarlet,
Of all kinds of baits, is the best for a harlot;

For beauty, I find, as 'tis commonly said,
Will nibble like fish at a rag that is red;
But Hussey, tell me any more of your Mars,
And I'll run a hot bar in your Goddesship's
arse;
I fear not your threats, there's a fart for your
bully,
No whore in the Heavens shall make me her
cully!"
"You run a hot bar in my bum," quoth the
dame,
"Its a sign you've a mighty respect for the
same;
If your love be so little as to abuse it,
I'll keep it for those who know better to
use it;
I'm certain no Goddess that values her
honour,
Would bear the indignities you put upon her,
And not from that minute resolve out of
spite,
To improve your old horns till they hang in
your light."
"You're an impudent slut," cries the smung
at his bellows,
"And I the unhappiest of all marry'd fellows;
I know you have made me a ram, I have
seen it,
I catch'd you, you Whore, in the critical
minute,
Fast lock'd in the arms of your lecherous
God,
Whilst his brawny posteriors went niddity
nod;
And you, like a Slut, lay as pleased and
contented,
As if every joint of your body consented;
Altho' when you found you were spy'd by
your buck,
Then you struggl'd and strove like a pig that
is stuck,
And dismounting your God, would have
made your escape,
But I saw by your actions it could be no
rape;
Tho' when you first heard, by my patting-
shoe tread,
My approach to your Whoreship's adulterous
bed,
I know you'd have flown with your coats
and your bodice,
And afterwards vow'd 'twas some other lewd
Goddess;
But my net was too strong, it prevented your
flying,
And so put a stop to your swearing and
lying.
Besides, that the Gods might behold what a
Slut
Of a Beautiful Queen they amongst them had
got,
I call'd 'em about, that their Honours might
stand,
And be pimps to your Goddesship's bus'ness
in hand,
That in case you the truth shou'd hereafter
deny,
I might call the whole Heavens to witness
you lie."
"And what did you get?" cries the amorous
dame,
"For the pains that you took, but a Cuckoldy
Name;
'Tis true you're confirmed you've a Whore
for your wife,
Pray is that any comfort or ease to your life:
And have made it appear to the Gods as a
jest,
That your wife's reputation is none of the
best:
Does that make your labour more easy or
sweet,
Or give you more gust to your drink or your
meat?
'Tis true, you are fam'd for the net you have
made,
Pray what did you catch in't but horns for
your head:
You know that your rival don't value a trap;
Or a net, any more than a child or a clap;
A soldier is never asham'd of his vices,
But rather is proud of a Goddess's kisses;
And thinks it adds more to a hero's renown,
To subdue a fair lady than conquer a town;
Your spite must be therefore intended alone,
Against me, and that my little faults might
be known;
Since 'tis as it is, I am very well pleas'd,
Your head shall be loaded, my tail shall be
eas'd;
For since you have publish'd my shame and
disgrace,
And have made me a jest to the heavenly race;
I'll be impudent now, and whenever I meet,
My dear favourite Mars, tho' it be in the
street;
If a bulk be but near, I will never more dally,
He shall, if it pleases him, ay marry shall he;
Thus all you shall get by your open detection,
Of one silly error in female affection,
Is a wife that will cuckold you worse out of
spite,
Now she's catch'd, than before she e're did for
delight;
To punish thy head and heart, that very vice,
Which I us'd but in private whilst honour
was,nice;
I'll publickly now practice over and o'er,
Till thou'rt fain'd for a Cuckold and I for
a Whore."
Cries Vulcan, "Could ever man think that a
Goddess,
Admir'd for her charms by such numbers of
noddies,
Should ever be curst with so rampant a tail,
That will wallow more love-sap, than I can
do ale;
A pox on your rump, for I plainly see 'tis
As salt as your parents, Oceanus and Tethys.
But had I first known you had sprung from
salt water,
The Devil for me, should have marry'd the
daughter;
Besides, you are grown both so lustful and
bold,
And for all your sweet looks, have a
Billingsgate tongue,
That is fifty times worse than a fishwoman's
hung.
If these be the plagues of a beautiful wife,
O ease me, Great Jove, of so cursed a life;
If La Pies divine, who inhabit the Heavens,
Will Whore on like mortals, at sixes and
sevens:
Rave, rattle, and taunt at their horrify'd
spouses,
And ramble abitching thro' all the twelve
houses;
For all your fine features I'll e'en give you
over,
The charms of a Whore are but plagues to a
lover.
Get you gone and be pox'd, to your old bully
Mars,
Let a God be a slave to your Goddesship's
A____s;
Whilst I'm contempt of your infamous rump,
On my anvil will knock, with a thump, a
thump-thump!"


	The second day after Frank had read these curi-
ous old bits to his parents and sister, they were all
delighted by the arrival of young Harry Mortimer
to spend a day with his old school-mate.
	To judge by appearances Mr. Etheridge had
every cause for the curious desires he had confessed
to, two days before. Harry was a really handsome
youth of seventeen, with golden coloured hair, the
bloom of the peach on his cheeks, and a most love-
able pair of deep blue eyes which seemed full of
the humid fire of love. He had also a finely de-
veloped form, which his close-fitting garments set
off to the best advantage, and, above all, what had
the most charm for the eyes of his friends as they
so heartily welcomed him to their house was the
evident precocity of his organs of love, which in
their quiescent state showed a most prominent
lump in his trousers.
	Mrs. Etheridge: "Why Harry, what a fine fel-
low you have grown since I saw you a year ago.
No doubt you are too bashful to kiss Ethel now,
but you will surely embrace an old friend like me,
who used to nurse you in my arms as a baby,"
giving him such an amorous hug and smack upon
his cheeks that the young fellow blushed up to his
eyes.
	After luncheon Frank took Harry for a walk,
and asking him if he would like to look at their
horses, they bent their steps to the stables where
the groom Thomas, a fine handsome young fellow
of about twenty, was polishing the coats of his
charges, at the same time as he emitted that curious
hissing which all stablemen so mysteriously ac-
custom themselves to when busy over their work.
He did not see the two young gentlemen till they
had been watching his operations for a few sec-
onds, but as soon as he did so, respectfully touched
his cap and asked them to look at his horses.
	Walking into the stable, Thomas, cap in hand,
respectfully pointed out all the perfections of his
pets and the neatness of all the appointments.
Then he conducted them into the harness room,
which was at the top of a short flight of stairs.
	Thomas was about to close an interior door,
which half open gave a view into his own private
quarters, when, a sudden idea striking him, Frank
said, "You won't mind, Thomas, if we take a peep
into your sanctum-unless you have got a young
lady you would rather we did not see. I only want
to let Mr. Mortimer see how cosy your room is,
besides, you know, I have often had a sly smoke
with you there on wet days when I was home for
the holidays before, and I know you have always
got some nice clean glasses in your cupboard, if not
anything better than water to offer us. But I have
taken care of that and brought a good flask of
finest brandy. I got the housekeeper to give me
some of papa's real vieux cognac. It's ever so old
and goes down like milk. Just the thing, Thomas,
to keep you up to your work when you have a nice
girl. But I forget you never do anything of the
sort, eh! How about little Lucy, the under-house-
maid, who I hear had to go home with a big belly
not long ago?"
	"Lord, sir!" said Thomas, quite enjoying
Frank's joke, "that'll be another of old Stroker's
kids when it's born. He did it when she went up
to be taught her confirmation lesson. I'm told he
confirmed seven girls in fucking, this examination.
He's a regular ram of a parson, and will soon be
the father of all the young'uns in the parish. I
wonder Master let Miss Ethel go to him at all. I
always suspected the old fellow after the way he
treated me."
	They entered the snug little bedroom, where
everything was a clean as a new pin, and seated
themselves on the only two chairs that were there,
whilst the groom brought out the glasses and
fetched a jug of bright sweet spring water from the
pump outside.
	Frank, mixing a rather stiffish drop, said, "Now,
Thomas, drink the Rev. Mr. Stroker's health, and
then tell us all about his tricks with you."
	Himself and Harry also took a little of the
brandy. And Thomas, pressed to begin, cleared his
throat and commenced:
	"Well, Mr. Frank and Mr. Mortimer, I don't
mind letting you into the secret, but the fact is
every time I think of the old rascal's indecency it
makes my cock stand, but you must not tell a soul
what I now tell you."
	"All right, go on, old fellow, just a drop more
brandy to encourage your bashfulness, eh!"
laughed Frank.
	Thomas, wiping his mouth after a good swig
at the brandy and water: "Well, sirs, that righteous
old sinner, as an Irishman would say, began by
asking me questions about who made me. If I
knew there was a God and a Devil. Then about the
world and the flesh, and so on, a lot of rubbish
out of the church prayerbook. 'You know,
Thomas, my boy,' he said, 'that the "flesh" means
having to do with girls and other dirty indecent
things which come into the heads of rude boys.
Now tell me if you ever did anything of that kind
with other boys or girls?'
	"This was rather a poser for me. I didn't like to
tell a downright lie and knew I had been a party
to one or two little games of that sort, such as we
used to do in the hayfield, throwing the girls
down, turning up their clothes, and showing them
our cocks, which no doubt the old rascal knew. I
could feel my face was turning quite red with con-
fusion. 'Ha, I see what it is, Thomas! I must thor-
oughly examine you and tell by the look of your
penis' (that is the word I think he used, but you
know he meant my cock), as he ordered me to
unbutton and show him my privates, and he
would soon tell if I had been up to any of the
Devil's wickedness.
	"As soon as I was exposed to him he told me to
draw the skin of my cock back, which I did.
	" 'Do it again, my boy, there now, again-two
or three times mind.'
	"Then I expect he saw slight signs of a rise,
saying, 'Do it quicker-quicker, boy' till I had the
horn quite stiff.
	" 'My gracious! You're finely grown for your
age, Thomas. Now did you never show that to a
gal?'
	" 'Well, sir,' I said, rather shamefaced at what
he was making me do, 'I did once, but only once,
sir, and Polly Jones felt it with her hand, and let
me feel what her cock was like, too.'
	" 'Fine goings on in my parish, 'pon my word,
Thomas, but what sort a thing had she got? Be-
cause you know gals have nothing like this,' he
said, taking hold of my standing prick.
	" 'She'd-she'd only a little crack, sir,' I re-
plied. 'Pray let me go now, sir, I don't like it.' He
was regularly frigging me.
	" 'Silly- boy, here's a half-crown to keep quiet,
if you let me handle it a bit, and you shall have
another every time you come to me,' he said, giving
me the money, and soon frigged me to a spend and
then let me go. I didn't think much harm in it,
and was very glad to get the parson's half-crowns,
so went twice a week for examination. He wasn't
satisfied with just frigging me, but sometimes went
down on his knees and sucked my cock till I spent
in his mouth, which I liked better, but when he
wanted me to do the same for him, and even
offered me a sovereign, I wouldn't do it, only let
him rub his great cock against my belly and balls,
and then he would spend, holding the head of my
prick against his own and so drawing his own
foreskin over it. Then I had the sovereign never to
open my lips about it, and at last was confirmed."
	Frank now gave Thomas a drop more brandy
and asked him if he would like to be mesmerized,
adding, "If you are game to let me, you will then
have to answer truthfully any questions I ask and
do everything I tell you."
	Thomas: "Now, Mr. Frank, you are trying to
get at me-as if I would believe that. I ain't afraid.
You may try."
	Frank: "Then look me steadily in the face, and
let me hold you by your two thumbs."
	Thomas: "All right, sir, but I be sure you can't
make me do as you say."
	For a little while he resisted the effects of Frank's
mesmeric art, but in less than five minutes his eyes
had a quite vacant look, and in obedience to his
young master he seated himself on the side of the
bed.
	"Now, Harry, let me do you as well, as I have
an idea I want to carry out."
	"You may take hold of my thumbs as you did
with Thomas, but I defy you to mesmerize me,"
said Harry, laughing.
	"That's too bad," replied Frank with a smile,
"but there's no harm in trying what I can do, old
fellow, eh?"
	It was a hard task to fix the gaze of his youth-
ful companion, but by patience and perseverance
Frank succeeded at last in putting him also into a
perfect state of mesmeric sleep.
	"Now, my fine fellows, I shall be well rewarded
for my trouble before I bring you round again,
and it's my turn before I fetch Papa on the scene,
I think."
	He stripped himself, and ordered his two sub-
jects to do the same, put a small box of cold cream
under the pillow of the bed so as to be at hand,
then contemplated and handled the young groom
and his friend.
	Thomas was furnished with a lovely tosser,
which swelled rapidly under his touches as he un-
covered the ruby head and gently pulled the fore-
skin backward and forward.
	"Now. Thomas, keep yourself stiff by gentle
frigging, but mind not to spend till I order you,"
he said; then he turned to the beautiful Harry
Mortimer, who came to his side as soon as ordered.
He was indeed an Adonis-splendidly shaped in
every limb, delightfully plump and firm white
flesh, rosy cheeks, sparkling blue eyes-but Frank
was so engrossed with his jewel of a prick, which
was a perfect gem of the first water, nearly eight
inches long when erect, as white and hard as ivory,
yet of velvety softness to the touch, and set in a
bed of soft, curly, golden-brown hair, which or-
namented the roots and shaded the full bag of
tricks in their receptacle below.
	How Frank handled, caressed, and kissed this
treasure of love, as he ejaculated, "Oh, Papa, oh
Mamma, what a thrill the sight of this will give
you both. But I must enjoy it first!"
	Placing himself on the bed, sitting up with his
back supported by a pillow, he ordered Thomas to
straddle his lap. Taking up the box of cream, he
first anointed the head of his own impatient pria-
pus, then did the same to Thomas' fundament,
working his two fingers well in it, which made the
groom's prick throb and stiffen enormously. Then
Frank adjusted his tool to the wrinkled orifice; in
obedience to his mysterious influence Thomas
slowly impaled himself upon it, till his buttocks
embraced its whole length and Frank had his man's
cock deliciously chafing and rubbing between their
naked bellies at every movement. Passing his hands
under Thomas' armpits, Harry was made to come
forwards behind the groom and present his
glorious prick over the left shoulder so that Frank
could take that lovely ruby head in his mouth,
whilst his hands drew back the foreskin and tickled
and played with its appendages, the mere touch of
which filled Frank with maddening lust.
	Never had he experienced such extasy and erotic
fury as this conjunction with his groom and friend
now caused him to feel, he thrilled from head to
toe with voluptuous excitement as his spendings
seemed to shoot from him again and again, with
a very few seconds between each emission, whilst
Harry on his part deluged his mouth and lips with
the balmy juice of his virginity and Thomas also
flooded his belly with convulsive jets of spunk, all
of them being so young and vigorous they seemed
almost inexhaustible.
	At last Frank began to feel it was too much and
sank back, overcome by such an acme of enjoy-
ment, as his prick dropped gradually out of the
groom's fundus.
	Presently recovering himself a little, he took a
sip of neat brandy, hastily dressed himself, and
willing his subjects to lie quietly on the bed till he
came back, he ran with bated breath, and flushed
as he was with delight, to call his father and
mother to the scene.
	They all came back together after the lapse of a
few minutes. Papa and Mamma, on entering the
little bedroom over the stable, were struck at once
by the entrancing sight which met their eyes, of
these two beautiful young fellows lying naked on
the bed; but in a minute or two both of them
threw off all their clothing, in order to thoroughly
avail themselves of the treat provided by their duti-
ful son.
	Frank, by his influence, now willed Harry to
kneel up on the bed on his hands and knees, whilst
Thomas was to lie flat on his back.
	Mr. Etheridge, who had brought a fine dildo
with him, now put cold cream on it and also on
Harry's bum-hole, then inserting the instrument
slowly it gradually won its way in, and he watched
its effects with delight as young Mortimer's cock
began to stand again in all its previous glory. He
mounted on the couch behind him, and withdraw-
ing the dildo, put his own rampant prick in its
place, having first lubricated it with cold cream,
then clasping his arms around the dear youth, he
frigged that fine prick, exactly as Frank had seen
the professor do with the boy at college.
	Mrs. Etheridge waited a few moments watching
her spouse's operation till her blood was so fired
with amorous excitement that she at once seized
upon Thomas' cock, which was lying rather limp
between his fine thighs, then forcing his legs a little
further apart, she gamahuched him and licked his
splendid balls till he was as stiff as ever; then
mounting upon her man she slowly impaled her-
self upon his luscious battering ram as she lowered
her body till her lips met his in a fiery voluptuous-
ness, to which, under Frank's mysterious influence,
the groom responded with all the ardour of his
nature.
	For a few moments Mrs. Etheridge continued to
kiss and thrust her tongue into Thomas' mouth,
whilst she kept her buttocks steady and revelled
in the sense of possession which that fine prick
afforded her, as her cunt felt throughly gorged by
the delicious morsel.
	Frank, who had intended to enjoy the scene as
as passive spectator, was again fired by the sight of
such a voluptuous group, his prick beginning to
stiffen again, notwithstanding his previous exhaus-
tion, so mounting on the bed he faced his Papa, and
letting down his trousers presented his half erect
cock to Harry Mortimer's lips, as he willed him to
take it in his mouth and suck it lusciously. The
youth's lips opened mechanically, the very first
touch of them sending a thrill of pleasure through
Frank's frame so that he stiffened up immediately,
and fucked the boy's mouth gently, so as not to
come again too soon.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge both spent quickly, be-
ing each of them so excited by the idea of what they
were doing, but keeping their places they all went
on without stopping, Papa frigging his dear boy
Harry, and making his prick spend copiously, re-
ceiving the love juice in his hand and rubbing it
deliciously over the balls and shaft of the cock he
was caressing.
	They kept it up deliberately and slowly for
some time, so as to enjoy the two fine young fel-
lows to the utmost, then all come together with
screams and cries of extasy-Frank seeming to con-
trol the whole party by his mesmeric influence in
such a way that their very souls vibrated in ac-
cordance with his wishes, the enjoyment of father,
mother, and son being simply inexpressible.
	"Ah, Frank, my dear boy," sighed Mr. Ethe-
ridge, "you have afforded us a heavenly treat, but
it must now come to an end or we may some of us
actually expire under such excessive emotions."
	After dressing and willing the two subjects also
to assume their clothes, Papa and Mamma went
away. Frank recalled Thomas and Harry to con-
sciousness and bantered them about the games he
had made them go through at his command.
"Would you believe it? You did anything I ordered
-sucking each other's pricks, and frigging each
other, and doing exactly what I liked to order."
	Neither of them would believe it, saying they
had only been off for a very short time and that he
had tumbled the bed to make believe what he said
of them was true. At the same time both admitted
having' had very confused though pleasing dreams.
	A few days after what has just been related,
Harry Mortimer paid them another visit, which
the family council had resolved should be a regular
"mesmeric seance."
	Besides their young friend they had invited the
rector of the parish, Dr. Stroker, and his two
nieces, Blanche and Ada Manners, very pretty bru-
nettes of sixteen and fifteen.
	The day passed delightfully on the grounds
where they played croquet, or retired to the sum-
mer house for refreshment.
	During the course of the afternoon Mamma and
the parson took a walk by themselves. Mrs. Ethe-
ridge, with assumed unconsciousness, pointing out
the beauties of the flowers, or calling his attention
to the occasional glimpses of the sea, which they
obtained through openings of the landscape, till
they neared a rustic seat, where she declared she was
so very fatigued she must rest awhile if the Doctor
did not object.
	Seating herself with a slight sigh of relief, she
remarked. "How tiring the game of croquet al-
ways seemed," adding, "do you not think it is
quite absurd for us old people to join with the
young ones in such games?"
	"My dear Madame," replied the Doctor, "we
are always children as long as we live. We enjoy
the games of youth with zest, even if we have not
the same powers, and it is the same with love,
which so enthralls us that I verily believe the older
we get the more enthusiastic we become in its pur-
suit. Now confess, my dear Mrs. Etheridge, is it
not so with you?"
	"Fie, Doctor, pray don't take advantage of our
secluded position to press that hopeless, wicked
suit of yours. Besides, sir," she added with a laugh,
"this is, you know, Saturday afternoon, and such
thoughts can only be prompted by the devil to
drive out of your mind all your ideas for to-
morrow's sermon.
	The parson now ventured to put his arm round
that voluptuous waist, as he drew closer still to
his lovely companion, saying, "No fear of that, my
dear Madame. Can you guess what my text is to
be to-morrow?"
	"How could I, you silly man?" said Mrs. Ethe-
ridge with a very encouraging smile. "Is it any-
thing out of the common?"
	"Well, hem-I think it so, Madame, and one
that will bring your sins of omission to your con-
science," answered he.
	"Don't keep me in suspense, but tell me at once,
you foolish fellow, you know I can't guess."
	"Can't guess --can't guess even? How you do
dissimulate, Mrs. Etheridge, when I know you're
always thinking of it, my dear lady. Well then,
it's-it's prick-no, I mean the first command-
ment-you know what that is surely, look at this
fine specimen of the Creator's work, and say if you
can despise his command, 'to be fruitful and mul-
tiply, and replenish the earth,' " he said, placing
in her hand his great big standing priapus which he
had let out of his trousers.
	The touch was electric, a shiver of desire tan
through her whole frame, as her fingers seemed to
grasp the lovely jewel without knowing what she
was about: her eyes closed and she sank back ap-
parently shocked and helpless on the seat.
	"Dear lady." the Doctor went on, "the Devil
can never prevent me preaching from that text. I
could speak extempore upon it for hours, it was the
very first command both to Adam and also to
Noah when he came out of the ark. Dear Mrs.
Etheridge, let me touch that divine cunt of yours.
I can't make out what your husband has been
about since the charming Ethel was born that you
have had no more children, you surely have not
obeyed that commandment!"
	His hands were already under her dress, feeling
those spendid thighs, and gradually working their
way up to the seat of bliss.
	Mrs. Etheridge's whole form heaved with emo-
tion, he could feel her quiver under his touches, and
mistook it for the modesty of her nature rebelling
at the libidinous thoughts which his rude proceed-
ing aroused within her, whereas, in reality, it arose
from the unbounded lubricity of her nature, now
fired by the intensity of her desires.
	The Reverend Dr. Stroker was no timid gallant;
he proceeded with rapidity from one liberty to an-
other, throwing the lady into still greater confu-
sion. Pressing his lips to hers, he seemed ready to
devour her with his fiery kisses, while Mrs. Ethe-
ridge also was utterly bereft of power to resist his
advances, so pulling up her clothes he forced his
legs between her yielding thighs, and soon brought
the nose of Mr. Peaslin to the mark. As it just
touched the lips of that seraphic cunt the effect was
irresistible on the slightly struggling lady, who
suddenly opened her legs as widely as possible to
meet his charge, and throwing her arms around his
neck, returned his kisses with equal ardour as she
sighed, "Oh, I am undone, give it me now, dear
Doctor, but oh! ohl! oh!!! how shall we take the
Holy Communion to-morrow?" as he thrust so
vigorously that she was almost beside herself with
delight.
	"This is the real communion, to-morrow's cere-
mony is only a farce. Do you think that anyone is
ever really fit according to the rubric? Away with
such silly nonsense, there is nothing in heaven or
earth to compare with the delights of coition!"
And his movements went on, each stroke of that
fine cock filling her vagina to repletion, and arous-
ing every muscle and membrane of her body to the
acme of felicity.
	At last both spent together, and they were lying
in the state of lethargic enjoyment when the sound
of laughter at a distance soon aroused them to a
sense of their exposed position, and they had barely
time to set things straight before Mr. Etheridge,
Frank, Harry, and the three girls came upon the
scene.
	No particular remarks were made at the time,
but significant glances from Mrs. Etheridge in-
formed her husband and children of the pleasure
she had just tasted.
	They returned to the house for dinner, and
afterwards having adjourned to the drawing room,
Mrs. Etheridge ordered the servants to have coffee
and refreshments ready in the ante-room, but upon
no account to disturb their party, as the Doctor
was going to give a scientific lecture.
	As soon as the servants were gone the parson
expressed his surprise at Mrs. Etheridge's announce-
ment, being, as he said, utterly unprepared to give
lectures at a minute's warning. To which the host-
ess replied with a slightly ironical tone in her voice,
"But, Doctor, you told me, this afternoon you
could lecture upon and illustrate the first com-
mandment at any time. However, if you do not
feel equal to lecturing for our amusement, my
Frank shall show some of his mesmeric tricks which
he acquired in Germany, and you shall be his first
subject."
	"Not the slightest objection in the world to that,
if it will amuse you, my dear Mrs. Etheridge," re-
plied the rector, "but don't tell me afterwards that
I have been confessing to all sorts of scandalous
things, because I know these mesmeric lecturers can
make their subjects say anything."
	During this dialogue Frank had, unobserved by
the others, quietly put Miss Blanche into a state
of unconsciousness, then turning to Harry told
him that if he would submit to be again operated
upon, he could make him and the Doctor's niece
dance and sing to his orders to amuse the company.
	Harry Mortimer was too good-natured to refuse,
and after him Frank also put the parson and Ada
Manners into the same state, then as he looked
around upon his parents and sister he asked them,
with a look of triumph, what the programme was
to be.
	Ethel: "You left me out of the little party over
the stable the other afternoon, so now it is my turn
to be considered."
	Papa: "By all means, my darling, only say what
you wish for."
	Ethel: "Then we will all strip, and as I wish
particularly to feel that great and reverend prick, I
will kneel on the couch and have the Doctor dog
fashion, so we can see all what is going on. First
make the two girls frig each other, then they shall
be made to do the same to Harry and Frank, who
will afterwards take their virginities, whilst you
and Mamma will be delighted to gamahuche and
help the operation, and after that we will be
guided by our fancies."
	This pleased everyone. The subjects were made
to strip off everything except the ladies' boots and
stockings, presenting a most luscious sight to the
free-loving family. Then to make up a tableau
Frank willed that the Doctor, naked as he was,
should take and seat his two nieces on his knees,
and under his influence each of the two sisters at
once extended a hand to grasp his glorious prick,
which at the same time rose in all its pride of
strength, so that their delicate hands, one above the
other on its shaft, still left the purple head tower-
ing above the uppermost by two or three inches at
least.
	Harry also took his place by the side of Ada,
who caressed his stiffened cock with her disengaged
hand, whilst Blanche did the same to Frank, who
had stripped and stood by her side to complete the
group.
	Beautiful as was this scene, Ethel lost very little
time before she placed herself on the couch on all
fours, and as Frank ordered his subjects, the two
nieces fairly dragged their uncle by his prick, till
they got him up behind Ethel, and planted the
head of his fiery steed just within the lips of her
longing cunt.
	Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge now produced their birch
rods, and began to stimulate the parson with a
shower of stinging cuts, the tips of the birch often
also touching up Ethel's bum or thighs and adding
very materially to her erotic enjoyment, as the Doc-
tor fucked in a perfect fury of lust under the effects
of the birching, which fairly scored his firm, hard
flesh, breaking the skin and drawing little drops of
blood.
	Meanwhile Frank had conducted Harry Morti-
mer and the rector's nieces to another part of the
room, and willed the two girls to frig each other.
They were perfectly amenable to his every wish,
Blanche stretching herself at full length on a fine
rug made of the skin of wild cats (which are said
to have such exciting effects on those who recline
upon them).
	Ada was made to reverse herself upon her elder
sister, and each opening their legs with the utmost
freedom, frigged and gamahuched each other's cunts
in such a luscious manner as left little doubt in
Frank's mind that the two young girls had often
before had rehearsals of the same game in private.
	The mesmerizer and his young friend knelt down
also on the rug on either side of the tribades, and
facing each other, embraced with the most ap-
parent ardour across the bodies of the writhing and
excitable, girls. Each of them put an arm round
the other's neck, their lips meeting in the most wan-
ton manner possible as they sucked each other's
tongues, whilst their disengaged hands were ap-
plied to their respective pricks, till the spending
moment came upon the group simultaneously-
the two girls almost fainting from excess of plea-
sure as they emitted their virgin love juice, whilst
the young fellows above them also spent as they
held the noses of their pricks together, letting the
overflow of sperm sprinkle all over Blanche and
Ada below.
	The other group had had an equally extatic
finish, Ethel pushing back her bottom upon the
parson's prick at the critical moment with all the
energy of her maddening lust, and receiving within
the inmost recess of her insatiable womb a perfect
torrent of bliss, making her fairly scream with de-
light as she sank down on the couch from the
voluptuous exhaustion of the moment, the folds of
her cunt tightening and throbbing upon his de-
lighted prick in such a way that it retained its
stiffness, and soon recommenced another thrilling
course with Ethel lying flat under him face down-
wards. It was a delicious situation-she held him
so tightly, although his prick did not go so far in,
that he screamed out, "Holy Moses, what a fuck!
Her cunt's as tight as a boy's arsehole!" as he clung
to her and ground his teeth in the height of his
excitement.
	Mr. Etheridge was behind him now, and using
some cold cream on the Doctor's rough-looking,
brown, wrinkled bottom-hole, presented his cock
to the mark, and clinging tightly round his waist
soon gained admission by the reverend back door.
How tight and warm it was to his excited priapus,
which answered by a thrust to every heave of the
parson's bottom as he fucked the dear girl beneath
him.
	Mamma also, not to be left out of the game,
mounted on the long couch, and lying on her back
in front of her daughter, opened her thighs so as to
embrace Ethel's face and present her longing cunt'
for her to suck. Then reclining her head and
shoulders on a large cushion, she called for Frank
and Harry to leave the two girls, and come on
either side of her so that they could both present
the heads of their pricks to her lips, whilst she
handled their balls and frigged them till they shot
into her mouth a double flow of the nectar of love
which she so loved to drain to the very last drop.
	Papa revelled in his rear attack as his hand fond-
led with delight the Doctor's prick and balls at
every withdrawal from Ethel's cunt, the lips of
which he could also feel as they tenaciously clung
round the shaft of that fine instrument, which was
giving such pleasure at every thrust.
	At this juncture Frank willed the parson to
awake from the mesmeric trance. His eyes resumed
their wanton intelligence, and as he at once realised
the situation, his usual sanctified demeanour caused
him to give vent to an assumed exclamation of
horror, "How awful, what have they been doing
to me!" Then, "Oh, it must be a dream of my old
college days, by Jove, how we fucked and bug-
gered at Oxford!"
	"That's right, Doctor," laughed Frank, "now
you are beginning to fairly comprehend how we
are punishing you for taking advantage of Mamma
this afternoon, only it's pleasure instead of pain,
old boy. But we thought anyone with such a glo-
rious prick as yours ought not to be too hardly
treated."
	The spasm of pleasure prevented further speech
at the moment, fairly carrying away the whole
group by the intensity of the sensations which such
erratic voluptuousness could not fail to produce
upon natures which, after all, were only sustained
by the ordinary powers of humanity, in fact it was
too exhaustive to allow of further indulgence in
venery upon the present occasion. But after re-
covering a little, the Doctor, who now thoroughly
relished the idea, proposed that Harry, Blanche,
and Ada should be still kept in their entranced
state to afford them amusement, as he said it would
be a fine treat to make them tell all the little games
they had been up to.
	The three subjects were not allowed to dress,
but all the others now resumed their clothes, then
the parson proceeded to catechise them.

	Q.-Blanche, did you ever hear how babies are
made?
	A.-A girl at school told me the men shove
their cocks into the girls, and shoot their spunk
into them, which -makes the babies.
	Q.-Do the girls like to have that done to them?
	A.-Yes, it's awfully funny and nice, makes
our cunts what they call spend with pleasure.
	Q.-Have you ever felt anything of it yourself?
Do the girls play at fathers and mothers at school?
	A.-Nearly every night we used to change bed-
fellows for the purpose of having a fresh bit of
cock, as we used to call their fingers.
	Q.-Go on, tell us all about it.
	A.-Some of the girls used a candle or the finger
of a glove stuffed out to make a little prick, a well
greased carrot was fine I can tell you. Once they
nearly drove me mad with delight by fucking me
with a carrot, whilst another girl used a tallow
candle in my bumhole till nothing but the wick
was left. But I felt awfully bad next day, and you
can fancy I passed tallow when I went to the
closet.
Q.-Well, and how did Ada get on?
	A.-She did not sleep in our room, she was with
the French governess.
	Q.-Now, Ada, you must also tell us all you
know.
	A.-The French governess was so hairy and
rude, she began by tickling my fanny till I didn't
know what I was doing, then she laid me back on
the bed, and forced her face between my thighs,
and sucked my cunny.
	Q.-Well, go on, out with everything.
	A.-After a while she would lay over me, and
make me kiss her great hairy slit. Oh, you should
have seen what a lot of hair she had on her belly,
as black as jet right up to her navel. And then she
used to wriggle about, and wet all my lips and
face, which she called spending. A favorite game
of hers was to make me frig her by forcing as much
as I could of one of my titties into her cunt, which
seemed to drive her almost wild; she would kiss
my legs, feet, and any part she could reach in a
frantic way whilst I was doing it.
	Q.-Did she never do the same thing to you?
	A.-Yes, it was awfully fine to feel her titty and
nipple rubbing just inside the lips of my little
cunny, I believe she made me spend-at least, I
fainted and found myself all wet afterwards.
	Q.-What other rude games have you been up
to, by yourself or with your sister?
	A.-When we were home for the holidays we
used to frig each other with our fingers or titties,
the latter was quite a new idea to Blanche. Then
we got a little dog to suck our cunnies. Ah, that
was another fine game, his tongue seemed to go
everywhere, and drive us wild with delight. One
day we took it in turns to suck his little prick
whilst he was licking one of us-it was beautiful,
but drove the little beast almost mad. At last we
had to tie a stone round his neck and drown the
poor thing, because he was always getting under
our clothes.
	Q.-Now, Harry, when did you first touch a
girl's thing?
	A.-I suppose I was about twelve when that
happened. My aunt Clara, a very beautiful young
widow of twenty-three, who had just lost my
uncle (her husband) in the terrible Clayton Tun-
nel accident, and I may here add that what hurt
her sensitive feelings almost more than his loss was
the fact that the gay young fellow had taken a girl
on the sly with him to Brighton for the day, and
you know it was on the return journey that the
collision occurred. Well, her grief and thoughts of
his conduct, she said, made her so nervous and low
spirited that she begged my Mamma to allow little
Harry, as she called me, to go and stay with her
for a time as companion. Every morning she would
come into my bedroom to awaken me with a lov-
ing kiss, pulling off the bed-clothes, and playing
me all sorts of tricks to make me get up. On one
occasion, feeling unusually tired. I begged she
would let me lay only a few minutes longer, as I
drew her beautiful face down to my lips and
smothered her with kisses. I was almost uncovered
at the moment, it was a bright May morning, and
the glorious sun was flooding the apartment with
his beams of light and warmth. "My darling boy,"
she said softly, "I have a slight headache, and will
rest on the bed by your side a little while," throw-
ing her arms around me, and nestling her soft
cheeks against mine. I soon felt her hands wander-
ing over every part of my body, but it was so nice
that when I felt her touch my naked thigh, I felt
a curious kind of alloverishness, and my little prick
stood as stiff as a poker. At last she touched even
that. My eyes were apparently closed, pretending
to be in a doze, but I could see the blush that came
into her cheeks, and felt her give a kind of shud-
der all over. She caressed my little cocky for a mo-
ment or two, which gave me a kind of longing for
her to go on. I could see she was greatly agitated,
but my own sense of pleasure prevented me think-
ing much about that. My heart seemed to go out to
her in a gush of love, as I suddenly opened my eyes,
and throwing my arms around her neck once more,
kissed her again and again.
	How her eyes sparkled, and she seemed to blush
deeper than ever, but her soft hand never let go
of the little treasure she had secured.
	"Harry, my dear boy, is your little affair often
like this? It is quite unnaturally hard," she asked
me in a low, husky kind of whisper. "Perhaps you
are ill, my dear, let me see," saying which she threw
back the bed-clothes, and examined my privates,
handling my stiff pintle very tenderly, as if she
really thought there might be something the matter
with me, and finished by kissing my cock and tak-
ing the poor thing in her mouth as she said it must
be quite painful to bear. You may guess that the
only effect of her endearments was to make my
affair swell up bigger than I had ever known it,
as well as putting me in a kind of flutter all over,
in fact I can't describe how she made me feel.
	The next night I had been asleep about a couple
of hours when I was suddenly awakened by some-
one bringing a light into my room-, it was Auntie
Clara in her nightdress. "Harry," she said, "I feel
so nervous, pray do come and sleep with me, I
don't like to ask the servants, and you can slip
back into your room in the morning."
	I was too pleased to say no, and soon found
myself in her bed nestling close to her, with my
face between her soft bubbies. She at once asked
me if my affair was stiff, and seemed astonished to
find it again hard when she caressed it, as I told
her it had been quite limp all day.
	She kissed me again and again, telling me it
proved I was getting to be a man. "But, Harry
darling, you must never say a word about it.
Would you like to be my little husband and al-
ways sleep with me?"
	"Oh, Auntie, that would be delightful, would
you marry me if I was a man?" I asked in reply.
	"Yes, darling, and I will wait till you grow up,
if you promise now to be my husband, and keep se-
cret everything between us."
	How we played together after I gave her my
solemn promise. She let me feel her all over, got
out of bed, lighted three or four candles, and
stripped herself quite naked for me to see what she
was like. She made me kiss her lovely cunt, all cov-
ered and shaded by dark chestnut hair as it was,
and assured me I should soon also have hair round
the roots of my cock, then she showed me how to
be a husband to her, and made me work my little
cock in her till she almost drowned it in her spend-
ings.
	So you see I have been engaged to be married
ever since then, and every time we have a chance
Aunt Clara accords me all the rights of a husband.
She says we have only to wait a year or two now,
as she has a handsome income, enough for us both
if my parents object.

	This was the end of the seance, the subjects
were all put in order and restored to consciousness,
and the Doctor quietly whispered to Mr. and Mrs.
Etheridge that he should like to bring his two
nieces after the Sunday evening service, to be mes-
merized again and have their maidenheads taken,
it would be such a treat to see it done.
	It is not necessary to weary the reader by full
details of how Frank and Harry did this for them,
to complete the satisfaction of their reverend uncle,
who again enjoyed the delights of being sand-
wiched between his host and hostess, and helped
them to realise every erotic imagination of their
hearts.
	By way of conclusion it will perhaps be interest-
ing to relate the experiences of a young lady (none
other than Minette) who paid a visit to this charm-
ing family in later days.
	The account is taken from a letter sent to a
gentleman friend, to whom she was much attached
at the time.

	One day we were all taken into what I
imagined to be the drawing room, but after-
wards ascertained it was a place strictly con-
fined to the private use of the family and that
but one confidential servant was ever allowed
to enter it, for the purpose of cleaning, dust-
ing, and keeping it in order. The walls were
hung with pictures of the most exciting char-
acter, and in the centre of the room was a
huge bed, covered with crimson velvet and
stuffed with down, but without any of the
ordinary bed-clothing, instead there were a
quantity of cushions variously shaped and
also covered with velvet. Some of these were
fitted with concealed dildoes, so that when
pressed between the thighs the most delight-
ful frigging could be produced. Some were
fitted with artificial cunts for the use of gen-
tlemen, if they felt so inclined. There were
flogging machines of every description, and
various articles of furniture for supporting
the body in peculiar positions which might be
required while being fucked, sucked, or bug-
gered.
	The door was no sooner closed than I was
seized by Frank and his mother and tumbled
on the bed, where they rummaged every part
of my body, bottom-hole, cunt, and bubbies,
and at last forced one of the dildo-cushions
between my thighs and compelled me to frig
myself upon it, while they pulled up my
clothes and slapped my poor arse for some
minutes without mercy, laughing and enjoy-
ing my screams as my tender rump plunged
up and down in exquisite pain.
	Ethel was helping them by sitting on my
shoulders so that I was quite powerless, but
when they presently desisted from that cruel
slapping and I felt tongue, finger, or prick
alternately forced up my bottom, it was de-
licious-the heat of the previous infliction
making me feel so lecherous that the spunk
actually spurted from my quim as I wriggled
myself up and down on the dildo.
	Ethel I found also (as soon as the par-
oxysm of spending had allayed my feelings
a little, and I was allowed to look around)
was sucking her father's prick, whilst he was
frigging her.
	Next, the servant Maud entered the room
and was immediately stripped to the skin and
bound to a flogging machine, where they
birched her deliciously (at least it looked so
to me, although she screamed and writhed
about in pain, and begged for mercy as the
tears streamed down her face), till she was
on the verge of spending. She was then left to
suffer the agonies of unsatisfied desire, while
we enacted all the most lascivious things we
could think of in her sight.
	I took Mr. Etheridge's prick and frigged it
between my bubbies, whilst he sucked the
prick of his son.
	We then tickled the girl's inflamed cunt
with stinging nettles, which increased her ex-
citement till she seemed mad with erotic de-
lirium, and Mr. Etheridge, to my horror,
proposed that we should injure her as a finish
to our orgy for that evening.
	Mr. Etheridge drove his tremendously in-
flamed prick into her bottom-hole, the posi-
tion in which she was suspended making the
operation awfully painful. Frank fucked the
poor girl in the cunt. Mrs. Etheridge and
Ethel, with savage pleasure, each sucked and
bit the victim's nipples, causing her to writhe
and scream in agony. The two fuckers were
at the same time frigging mother and daugh-
ter, whilst they passed the sensation on to me
by also manipulating my cunt and bottom.
	Suddenly I heard a yell of agony, and
found that Frank, just in the moment of
spending, had stabbed the girl with a small
dagger which he had concealed in his hand.
	We all spent together with mingled cries of
lust and delight, the convulsive movements
of the suffering girl adding immensely to the
intensity of this voluptuous emission.
	However, our victim was not seriously
hurt. She was convalescent in a week's time,
but was ultimately murdered, while in the
act of spending, by a voluptuary with whom
she afterwards lived.
	Before my visit terminated there was an-
other orgy, in which Harry Mortimer intro-
duced his Aunt Clara to this amiable family
circle. Mesmerism was now quite unnecessary,

Harry being as willing a votary to the wor-
ship of  Priapus as could possibly be desired
by his erotic friends.
	The principal scene of the evening was a
group in which the beautiful Aunt Clara rode
a St. George upon Mr. Etheridge, had Harry
in her bottom-hole, Frank's prick in her mouth,
her two hands frigging Mrs. Etheridge and
Ethel as they stood by the side of
the couch, whilst your chere amie, not to be 
left out of the game, was behind Harry, my
left  hand passed round his loins, caressing his
fine prick and balls as it worked in and out
of her beautiful brown bumhole, whilst my
right forefinger postilioned him behind.
	You must imagine the excitement of this
group so voluptuosly arranged; it requires
to be engaged in such a scene to fully appre-
ciate all its heavenly delights-description is
simply impossible!

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