The following morning, a little before lunchtime, I went into one of the classrooms to get a Greek lexicon which I had left there. When I got to the room I found two of the boys standing there talking together. One was named Fred Davenport and the other Reggie Lawrence. They belonged to the ranks of the older pupils, both being about fifteen. I had scarcely more than a nodding acquaintance with them, as I had hardly had any occasion to speak to them up to the present, save in the most casual way, and indeed, I had not taken a strong liking to either. Davenport, who was the elder, was a rather tall and lanky lad, with a long nose and a decidedly vain air, though why he affected the latter I do not know, for I never discovered anything about him that he need be particularly conceited about. Lawrence was a short and thick-set boy, with sandy hair and a broad, freckled face, continually on the grin.
I said nothing to them, as they appeared to be engrossed in conversation, but walked straight across to the desk where my dictionary was lying, and picked it up, turning to go out again.
Then Davenport called out, "What are you doing with that book, kid?"
"It's mine," I replied shortly, not liking his tone. "It isn't. It's mine. Put it down at once," he said. "I shan't do anything of the kind," I retorted. "This is my book. I left it here this morning, and I just came in to get it, as I want to use it this afternoon."
"Look here, youngster! You just be careful how you talk to me. I say you're not to take that book away."
"And I tell you it's mine, and I want it," I returned, and retreated to the door, but Davenport placed himself between it and me.
"I don't want any cheek," continued Davenport. "I told you to put the book down, and you've got to do it. Just catch hold of him, Reggie, will you?"
Lawrence seized me by the arms, and in struggling to get away, I dropped the book. Still holding me with one hand, he stooped and picked it up. As he did so the cover fell open, and he caught sight of my name written on the first page.
"It's quite right, Fred. It is his book; his name is in it," he said.
"Is it?" replied Davenport. "Well, anyhow, it doesn't matter. He shouldn't have been so cheeky. These new kids give themselves no end of airs."
"We had better let him go hadn't we?" said Lawrence.
"I don't know," replied Davenport. "I think we ought to teach him manners. Suppose we freemason him, eh?"
"All right!" returned Lawrence. "Lend a hand, then, Fred."
Lawrence retained his hold of my arms, while Davenport seized me by the legs, and between them they lifted me bodily up and laid me on the desk.
"Shut up, you cads!" I tried, but they paid no attention, beyond Lawrence clapping a hand over my mouth. I struggled with all my might, but could do nothing against the two of them, and in spite of my efforts, they held me so firmly that I could not move a limb.
"You might as well keep quiet. We've got you safe," said Davenport; and then, with a malicious grin all over his face, he calmly began to unbutton all the front of my breeches. I felt overcome with shame as he pushed up my shirt, baring my private parts to his and Lawrence's rude gaze.
"There it is! Look at it, Reggie," he tried, taking my cock in his fingers, and both of them laughed hugely, while I was full of mortification at the outrage, and the blood reddened my cheeks and forehead.
Lawrence also had a feel, and when both had satisfied themselves with handling me, Davenport spat freely on my genitals, Lawrence following him by doing the same.
"Let him go now. He can take his book and be off," exclaimed Davenport; and they released me, watching with mocking smiles as I sat up and set myself to the ignominious task of wiping off their spittle, which covered my cock and balls and overran my belly and thighs. As I did this and put my clothes in order again, I felt in anything but a pleasant frame of mind; and the taunting jeers which both hurled after me as I picked up my book and left the room made me thirst for an opportunity for revenge.
I communicated my wrongs to my chums, who sympathised with me greatly.
"That chap Davenport is a cocky ass," said Bob; "and Lawrence follows his lead in everything. Nobody likes them, and they both want taking down a peg. Davenport's rather in with old Percival, because he is well up in class, and he thinks he can do as he likes. I've interfered several times when he has been trying to bully some of the youngsters, and once he'd have got a good licking if Chadwick hadn't stopped us. They say he is very fond of playing rough jokes on new kids in his dormitory, but, of course, I don't know anything about that. If he tries any more nonsense on with you, Charlie, just let me know, and I'll see that he doesn't do it again."
I was fated to meet with still further misfortune that day, for after tea I had occasion to go to a little room where we kept bats, tennis-rackets and articles of that kind. Who should be in there but Davenport and Lawrence, and two little chaps-one called Williams, and nicknamed Fatty, on account of his stodgy build, and the other Davenport Minor, who was only eleven, but was as insufferable in his way as his brother.
As soon as Davenport caught sight of me he smiled broadly, and said, "Look, Reg! Here's that Powerscourt kid again. Hallo, youngster! have you kept your hair on since this morning?"
I did not condescend to reply, and hurried to get a box of games that I had come for, anxious to secure this and be off again. But Davenport, who had a great idea of always cutting a big figure in front of the juniors, so as to impress them, came up to me and caught hold of my wrist, giving it a little twist as he said, "Why don't you answer when I speak to you?"
"Let go!" I cried, struggling in his grasp; "I don't want to speak to you." "Oh!" he exclaimed, with a laugh. "How particular some people are! Did you hear that, Reggie? He doesn't want to speak to us. I think we had better give him another lesson; don't you?"
"Shut up, Davenport!" I cried, firing up hotly, and trying to wrench my arm away. "You had better not play about with me any more, or perhaps you will be sorry for it."
"Really!" he replied, with a cold sneer. "Things are coming to a pretty pass, aren't they, Reggie? when bits of kids talk to us like that," with a grand emphasis on me word "us". "I was going to let him go if he hadn't given us any slack; but I'm not going to stand that from him. He must learn to keep a civil tongue in his head. Come on, Reg!"
I was furious, and strove to tear myself away, hurling threats of dire consequences at them, but they paid no attention and, tripping me up, bore me to the ground. I began to shout at the top of my voice. "Stop his row, or we shall have someone in here," said Davenport; and Lawrence held his handkerchief over my mouth, almost stifling me. I was now reduced to complete helplessness, Davenport sitting on my legs and holding one wrist, while Lawrence held the other one, the two younger boys looking on at the scene with great relish. To my infinite disgust and humiliation, for the second time that day I was compelled to submit while they unbuttoned my breeches and uncovered my genital parts, and Davenport grinned in triumph as he felt them with lewd fingers and spat on them, then beckoned to the two youngsters to do the same; and when that wretched little shrimp, his brother, knelt over my middle and dropped his spittle, he smeared the slime all over my belly and balls with his hand. Davenport's tyranny was not yet satisfied, however. "Fetch that pot of grease," he said; and when his brother brought it to him, he dipped in his finger and proceeded to anoint my cock with the dirty fat.
"There you are! You can clear out now," he exclaimed, when he had finished. "You won't forget to behave properly another time, perhaps."
I was smarting with vexation, and tears of impotent anger stood in my eyes as I got up and wiped the nasty substance off as well as I could; and all the time I was fastening my breeches I kept turning over in my mind plots for vengeance.
When I rejoined Bob and the others I gave them a recital of my woes, at which they were highly indignant.
"Davenport is going a bit too far," cried Bob warmly. "Never fear, Charlie! You shall have satisfaction for your wrongs, I promise you. I've always hated the fellow, but he has a sneaking way of avoiding me. I don't mean to let him, however, now. I'll show him he mustn't bully any friends of mine and I'm sure we won't have to wait long for an opportunity of bringing this home to him."
During the course of the evening, I was able to recover my composure, and by bedtime was restored to good temper.
"What have you arranged for tonight, Blackie?" asked Bob. "Well! Look here, you chaps; suppose we have a rest for tonight. It won't do any harm, and we can make up for it all the better tomorrow night"
We were inclined to murmur, but at length agreed to the proposal as a good one.. "But on one condition, Blackie," added Bob, "and that is, that you give us another yarn."
"All right! I'll do that," replied the person addressed; "but you must promise not to wank while I'm telling it. I warn you that if I see anyone start that, I shall chuck it"
"You can depend upon me. You can tie my hands, if you like," said Bob; and Jimmy and I also gave our word to keep control over ourselves.
"What shall I tell you about?" then asked Blackie, looking round at us. "Let us hear some more about Cecile," I said.
"Very well. Here goes!" he replied. "A week or two after my first visit to her that I was telling you about, my mother had to go down into the country for a short trip to see someone she knew who was ill, and consequently she didn't like to take me. Cecile got wind of this, and at once offered to put me up at her place until my mother returned to Paris. The offer was immediately accepted, as it put a satisfactory end to the difficulty my mother had concerning me.
"The place where my mother was going to was in Touraine, and she left by train in the morning.. After lunch, I went for a drive with Cecile in the Bois, and when we returned we repaired to her boudoir. You can imagine I didn't feel shy this time, and as she sat beside me I put my hand underneath her dress and felt her cunt. But she didn't seem the same as she was the time before, and I had hardly had my fingers between her warm thighs more than a minute, before she got up, kissing me tenderly with a peculiar look.
"I wondered what was the matter, and why she had changed, but I said nothing, guessing that she would explain herself presently. And I was not far out, for after an interval she took her place beside me again and, putting an arm round my neck, exclaimed, "I am very much troubled to know what to do tonight, Gaston. You know, I belong to a kind of club, which meets this evening, and as I am one of the principal members I ought to be present."
"'Well, couldn't you take me?' I asked.
"'Ah! no. That would be impossible. You see it is strictly limited to women.'
"'I could dress up as a girl,' I said jokingly, and without meaning the words; but she seized upon me idea at once, and clapped her hands with glee. But she grew more grave afterwards, saying, 'I don't know whether it could be managed, and there would be a frightful fuss if it were found out. I must think. And if I take you, Gaston, you must be very careful how you speak and act. I must tell you that it is a club where we-well, amuse ourselves in different ways-so you mustn't betray surprise at anything you see. Can I trust you?'
"'Perfectly,' I replied, foreseeing a rattling adventure; 'I will be as sober as a judge, and as careful as an ambassador.'
"'Oh, you jewel!' she cried, kissing me again. 'I have not got all the plans in my mind yet, but I will think them out and let you know before it is time to start.'
"Hereupon she rang for the maid, and when me latter appeared, she said, 'I wish you to get some female clothes for Monsieur le Comte to wear tonight. I wish to take him with me.' Marie never let me faintest gesture of surprise escape her, merely saying she would do her best. Well, the end of it was that by dinner-time I had been transformed altogether, and when I looked at myself in me long glass in Cecile's dressing-room I saw the reflection of what anyone would have taken for a smartly-dressed girl-and not such a bad- looking one either, I think, at least, so the two women said. I don't know how Marie had managed, but she had done marvels. She laced me up in a stiff satin corset, which was jolly uncomfortable at first, but this feeling wore of after a time. I had on petticoats with lots of beautiful lace frills all round, and long openwork silk stockings; and I just managed to squeeze into a pair of Cecile's high-heeled embroidered shoes. Over this was an evening dress of pink silk, cut rather high at me neck, and with loose sleeves reaching to me elbow. On my head there had placed a wig of dark hair, all frizzled and curled in me most fashionable way; and finally, to complete me, Cecile took out of her jewel-case some very handsome diamond and sapphire bracelets and rings, and put them on my wrists and fingers, also clasping a splendid necklace round my neck; as a finishing touch, Marie fastened a posy of pink roses on my breast, when she had done this stepping back to survey me better, and saying, 'Mademoiselle looks indeed charming.'
"We sat down to dinner, and while we partook of me meal Cecile instructed me in my part, making me repeat everything after her, to show that I thoroughly understood. She said that she would introduce me as a friend, which she was at perfect liberty to do, and it was also understood that no member's friend need take an active part in the proceedings, if not so inclined. Cecile took particular care to impress this upon me, warning me that I must resist all overtures that might be made, however pressing, while she on her part would plead my youth and inexperience as an excuse; and she assured me that if I kept proper watch over myself there would not be much risk of detection. 'I shall say that you have lived all your life in the country, and have never been to Paris before; so that will be a sufficient reason for your appearing bashful.'
"At last I convinced her that I was thoroughly up in my part, and eventually we left the house and drove off in the: carriage; which took us some distance, stopping in front of a large house in a quiet by-street. The man in uniform at the entrance evidently knew my companion, for he gave her a deep salute, and we were at once admitted, passing through two doors, each presided over by several men, and finally reaching an elaborately decorated hall. Several lackeys came towards us, but Cecile lightly declined their officers of assistance, and tripped gaily up the broad and richly-carpeted staircase, I following as well as I could, and inwardly fearful that the awkwardness with which I managed my skirts would betray me; but I suppose this was not really as apparent as I thought, as no one seemed to take any special notice of me.
"On the second floor we arrived at a green-baize door, on which Cecile knocked, and presently a little panel was opened and a voice of enquiry came through. Cecile gave her name, which once again had a magic effect, and in a few seconds the door was unbolted, and we entered a small lobby or anteroom. Two women, dressed something like those who sell programmes and show you to your seats in the theatre, were in charge here, and we left our wraps with them. There was yet a further door to pass, but this was not locked, and on going through we found ourselves in a very large apartment, fitted up in the most lavish style, with great mirrors and painted panels on the walls, and rich heavy curtains drawn across the windows. The floor was covered with a carpet of velvet pile, so thick that the feet sank into it; and the furniture seemed to consist mainly of large, low divans and couches, plentifully supplied with cushions.
"There were present here a score or more of ladies, all young and good-looking and all beautifully dressed, and these came crowding up to greet Cecile, at the same time regarding me curiously, but as soon as my friend had introduced me as her cousin Elise, the whole of them in turn insisted upon embracing me and kissing my cheeks, while I was in a shocking fright; fearing every moment that my wig would come off. However, I survived the ordeal, and we all flocked together to the end of the room, where a table was spread with wines and cakes and other dainties. I sat between Cecile and a girl whom the others addressed as Isabelle, and the latter seemed a very lively sort, and kept talking at the top of her voice, and at a tremendous rate; but I was not altogether sorry for this, as it saved me from talking, so that there was no chance to give myself away.
"Presently Cecile asked, 'Hasn't Helene come yet?' but the words had scarcely left her mouth when the door opened and a tall, fine-looking woman with a lot of reddish hair came in, accompanied by another woman, slighter and younger. My neighbours immediately rose and advanced to the newcomer, Cecile whispering to me on the way that the tall woman was the president of the society. I felt a bit abashed as Cecile introduced me and Helene's rather bold eyes fixed themselves on my face, but no suspicion as to my sex seemed to cross her mind.
"When the late arrivals had partaken of some refreshments, Helene got up from her seat and said, 'Come! Let us prepare for the business of the evening.' I threw a quick glance at Cecile, who turned to the president; saying, 'My little friend Elise does not feet equal to taking part in the ceremonies of this evening. She would prefer to remain only a spectator, and I am sure that you will not mind her doing so on this occasion. You see, she has led a life of such utter seclusion up to the present that it is hardly fair to impose too much upon her all at once, Dear Helene! You will grant this small favour, won't you?' 'Certainly,' Helene replied, 'she shall do exactly as she likes. We must not expect too much of one so young; and I am sure that next time she pays us a visit she will not refuse to join in our pleasures.'
"I felt very much relieved on hearing that this difficulty was overcome, and the remainder of the party retired through a door at the opposite end of the room to that by which we had entered, Cecile telling me that they would return shortly. I passed the time while they were away in munching bonbons, and in about a quarter of an hour they all came back. When I tell you that everyone was perfectly naked, you can fancy the state of my feelings. My heart suddenly started to beat like a hammer, and my legs were all of a tremble with excitement as I watched the procession of nude forms, and mentally compared the merits of the various big round bottoms, firm swelling breasts, and well-fringed cunts that were presented to my astonished but delighted gaze.
"Cecile came over and took her seat by my side, whispering, 'Whatever you do, don't betray yourself.' I gave her a meaning nod, to imply that I was sure she could depend upon me, but we had no opportunity for any further private conversation, as we were joined by Isabelle, who immediately started with her frivolous chatter. Here was I, wedged in between these two naked females, with an uninterrupted view of all their most secret charms, and the situation was a highly exciting one. Isabelle held me round the waist, and, taking my hand, placed it between her thighs, squeezing her legs together.. 'You area silly not to join us,' she said, wriggling her cunt against my fingers. "There is nothing to be frightened of, and there is no harm in one enjoying oneself.' 'You must not worry Elise;' interposed Cecile; 'you heard what Helene said.' 'Oh! I don't want to interfere with the arrangement,' replied Isabelle, with a saucy pout; 'I was only saying what I thought.'
Just then Helene called out, 'Isabelle, you and Angele are the first on the list. Are you ready?' Isabelle sprang forward eagerly, walking to the centre of the room where she joined the other girl, Angele, who was a pretty brunette. They each placed themselves at full length on a low couch, while one of the company sat down and began to play a slow dreamy air on a grand pianoforte which stood at one side. Helene turned to Cecile, saying, 'Bring your little friend here, so that she may be able to see properly all that takes place, and she will then know what there is in store for her should she make up her mind to join our society another time.' I was placed midway between the two couches, so that I had a good view of what took place on each, but as the proceedings were similar in either case I need only describe them as regards Isabelle. Cecile and another knelt down on either side of her, and took her teats in their mouths, sucking them, and tickling her neck and shoulders with their hands. Helene placed herself at the foot of the divan, and began to titillate Isabelle's clitoris, parting the hairs with her hands, and at the same time thrusting her long, pointed tongue dart-like in between the lips of Isabelle's cunt. A most lascivious scene followed, Isabelle turning and twisting about something like a serpent, in the greatness of her excitement, while her breasts rose and fell with great spasms; and she kept running fire of little comments expressive of her feelings. This gradually ceased, however, and she relapsed into silence, only twining her body and drumming on the cushions in time to the languorous music. Her energy even in this began to fall off after a time, and she lay quite still for a few moments, then suddenly shook violently and started screaming and laughing, subsiding into long-drawn sighs as a thick volume of spunk poured out of her cunt. Angele followed suit soon after, only with less palpable emotions, but the two who were tongueing them did not relax their labours and kept their patient on needle-points of unbearable voluptuousness, crying and tossing up and down in a perfect madness of lust, until their overwrought natures found relief in a further emission of creamy sperm.
"Then Helene directed the four girls who had been sucking Angele's and Isabelle's teats to take their places on the couches, a couple on each, in the position of sixty-nine that I told you about last night. Angele and Isabelle took no further part yet, neither did the others, but Helene, in company with the girl who had already been playing, performed a duet on the piano, and while they were doing this, Cecile sat on the floor between the two stools and, putting her hands between their thighs, tickled the clitoris of each at the same time. I walked across to watch them, and it was awfully funny to see the expression on their faces as they strove to fix their attention on the music in spite of the distracting effects of Cecile's fingers; although they did their best, they were unable to avoid a false note now and again, while, when at last the pangs of delight began to rack their bodies, they lost control of themselves altogether, and the tuneful bars of the duet ran off into a discord of loud jangling noise, as they rocked to and fro on their seats and their brimming cunts gave down a copious shower of warm liquid. After witnessing this finale, I returned to the couples on the couches, who had meanwhile been tongueing each other with great zest. They were in the deep throes of the keenest pleasure, wrestling with each other in a heated embrace, their faces buried between one another's thighs, and I could see that the engagement had already had its effects, for a white froth besprinkled their hairs, and the overflowing semen which had escaped their mouths was running in tiny rivulets down their legs.
"By this time, as you may think, I was so hot myself that I hardly knew how to bear up, and my cock, which was standing up as straight as a poker, had got entangled in the folds of my petticoats and made me feel so uncomfortable that I couldn't walk properly, but was forced to stoop a little forward in order to gain some slight ease. 'This will never do,' I thought, 'I shall attract attention,' and I steered my course to the nearest seat. Another source of trouble was that I didn't know how to alleviate the discomfort I was experiencing. If I had had my ordinary clothes on, I should have been all right, as it would have been the easiest thing in the world to dive my hand in my pocket and arrange myself to my content; but with those beastly skirts I was altogether at sea. The only possible way, that I could see, for me to manage, was to put my hand up underneath my skirt; but there were too many prying eyes about for me to venture upon this, as I didn't know how the action might be construed. They would probably think that I wanted to relieve the sensations in my cunt, and if they saw me appear to touch it they might insist upon my joining in their pastime, in spite of the arrangement that had already been come to in my regard.
"I was debating whether I couldn't screen myself behind a table or something of that kind, when Isabelle came to sit by my side, having apparently now recovered her usual form. After a few casual remarks, she leaned towards me and whispered, 'Do just let me give you a little tickle-only one, Elise!' and attempted to slip her hand under my clothes; but I quietly stopped her action, and with a ready promptness with which I surprised myself, replied, 'Not now, Isabelle. Two days ago I couldn't stop from doing it myself when I was hearing vespers at Saint Eustache, and I was so horrified afterwards at my conduct that I vowed to the Virgin that I would not do it again for a whole fortnight. I am sure you wouldn't like to make me break a promise of that kind.' 'Oh! my dear; of course not;' she returned piously, and withdrew her hand, while I blessed my readiness in again escaping from an awkward position.
"After what was considered a sufficient pause, Helene cried, 'It is now the turn of Yvonne. You all know that she has come here tonight for the purpose of sacrificing her virginity. To you Cecile, I assign the task. You can prepare at once.'
"While I was wondering what the new item was to be, the girl addressed as Yvonne, a delicate-looking, golden-haired creature, who appeared to be rather younger than the others, Came forward and placed herself on one of the divans, while the others gathered round her; and I took advantage of the confusion to make myself comfortable by smoothing my cock beneath my petticoats. The next thing I noticed was that Cecile had fetched a leather case, which she opened and from which she took an instrument covered in cream-coloured velvet and shaped like a man's member, with two balls hanging underneath, and the whole attached to a stout belt. I went up to her in order to examine this better, and she told me, with a smile, 'This is what we call a godmiche or dildo with which we can manufacture an artificial man, almost like the real thing, and not nearly so troublesome, eh, Helene? Poor Elise looks surprised, doesn't she? I am sure she has never seen anything of the kind before,' and she looked archly at me as she spoke. Some warm milk was brought and poured into the balls, which were of india-rubber, and when this was done Cecile arrayed herself in the belt, which, when it was on, gave her the appearance of what is called a hermaphrodite-that is, you know, a creature half-man and half-woman. As soon as she was ready, she advanced on Yvonne and placed herself on top of her, Helene guiding the end of the dildo towards the glowing entrance of Yvonne's cunt. As it glided in, Yvonne laughed nervously, and appeared to be in great suspense. Cecile waited for an instant, and then sank down with all her weight on the girl below. The latter rolled her eyes in her head and gave a shriek of pain as the instrument penetrated right into her, but after this first shock she made no further sign of distress, and Cecile commenced to thrust quickly backwards and forwards just as a man might do. I got as close as possible, in order to watch the novel operation, and I could see by Yvonne's face that all her thoughts had now given way to pleasure, and she twined her legs round Cecile as the last-named continued her pushes. The end soon came, and as Yvonne cried out that she was spending, Cecile quickly seized the balls and squeezed them, sending the hot milk they contained into the younger woman's belly; Yvonne seemed as if she were almost dying with the tremendous delight, but she held Cecile so tightly that the latter could not disengage herself. When she did eventually, she drew out the dildo, dripping with mingled spunk and milk, and as Helene saw me looking on open-eyed, she said, 'This is quite new to you, Elise, isn't it? You see how we can dispense with men. No man can give such a big and strong discharge as can this little instrument. I hope you will give us a chance of proving that to you someday.' I smiled, inwardly amused at the unlikeliness of the probability.
"Helene did not stay to embarrass me with further conversation, but turned to Cecile, saying, 'Come, my dear! I cannot wait any longer. You must let me ride you a la St George.' Cecile offered no protest, and as soon as, the dildo had been cleansed and charged again with milk, she lay on her back, looking rather funny with the big white thing sticking up from her thighs, and Helene quickly mounted on the divan, facing the other and squatting down over her so as to bring her quivering, bushy cunt immediately above the dildo. When she had got into the requisite posture, she sank lower, letting the dildo enter the lips of her grotto, and gradually pressed down until it was engulfed to the root. Then she began to rise and fall, to obtain the necessary amount of friction, and while she was doing this, Isabelle inserted a finger into Cecile's cunt and proceeded to rub the inner surface with a quick motion. Helene looked a full-blooded woman, abounding with lustfulness, and I was not surprised when in a very few minutes she gave a quick signal to Isabelle, who at once squeezed one of the balls with all her force, and Helene quivered as the stuff shot up into her with the force of a jet from a hand-pump, while her own hot liquor poured down in a torrent over the dildo and spread in streams on Cecile's belly. She did not cease her movements, however, but on the contrary, they became more rapid, and it was not until she had discharged twice more, and all the milk had been squirted into her, that she at length made up her mind to get off. Cecile, too, had come plentifully, and, as soon as Helene gave her the opportunity, Isabelle bent down and licked up with much enjoyment the thick abundance of spunk that coated her thighs and still welled out of her palpitating cunt.
"Several of the others had now accoutred themselves with dildos. These found ready partners, so that when I turned to observe what they were doing, I found them dispersed in couples in various parts of the room, abandoning themselves to a regular debauch of sensuality, writhing and panting as they wrestled with one another, and subsiding into a chorus of hysterical screams and sighs as one after another the well- springs of their sperm gave way and they deluged each other with their spendings, until the hot exhalations from their bodies and the smell of the spilt semen seemed to combat and overpower the scents and the perfume of the flowers with which the room abounded. It was a scene of abandon such as I had never imagined, and it did not cease until all had become utterly worn-out and exhausted.
"Helene at last notified the closing of the proceedings, and the members went into the adjoining room to dress, leaving me once more alone. Glad of the momentary escape from being observed, I quickly slid my hand under my petticoats and took hold of my throbbing cock in order to soothe it somewhat by a little rub, but I was too fearful of being surprised to be able to do it properly, and the only result was that it felt more inflamed when the ladies returned and I was compelled hastily to desist.
"On reaching the entrance-hall, we made our adieux, as all were going their several ways, but before we left Cecile begged me to wait for her a few minutes, as she was desirous of paying a visit to the lavatory. I had been standing about for a little while when a distinguished looking man in faultless evening-dress descended the stairs in company with another gentleman. They both looked hard at me, and the first individual, who bore himself very haughtily, went up to one of the lackeys and spoke to him in low tones. From the way they threw glances at me, I judged that I was the subject of their conversation, and I was not therefore altogether taken by surprise when the unknown individual, who seemed to be treated with an extraordinary amount of deference, advanced to me and bowed saying, 'Will you do me the honour of accompanying me, mademoiselle. Madame la Duchesse will follow later.' The request somewhat astonished me at first, but on reflecting for a moment, I concluded that Cecile must have made some further arrangements of which she had not notified me, so I permitted the stranger to lead me out, his companion following us.
"I was conducted to a well-appointed carriage, in which we all three took our seats. I noticed that the second man invariably addressed the other as 'monseigneur', a title only used when speaking to personages of the highest rank, and I was not a little perturbed as I kept wondering who he could be. He was quite evidently, however, labouring under the impression that I was a female, as he continued to talk to me about Cecile, and asked me various questions relative to my history that put me at my wit's end to reply to without contradicting myself, but the devilment of the idea possessed me, and the whole adventure seemed so humorous that I determined to do my best to keep up the farce as long as possible.
"We were driving for perhaps a quarter of an hour, and I had a very remote notion of where we were, although I fancied it to be somewhere in the neighbourhood of the Boulevard Haussmann, but at last we alighted at an imposing mansion, and I was ushered into a spacious and magnificent vestibule, where an obsequious footman in a livery of blue and silver and a powdered wig relieved me of my opera cloak.
"Monseigneur, whose grand air seemed to sit upon him like a well-fitting garment, conducted me up the marble staircase to an elegant salon above, where amble, set out with a fine display of plate and hothouse flowers and softly-tinted lamps, was laid for three. I thought at first that the third place might be for Cecile, but when our companion, who was addressed by monseigneur as Francois, took the seat, I began to feel much disturbed at my friend's desertion, and enquired when she would make her appearance. Monseigneur's manner was not altogether reassuring, although he answered and said, 'Madame la Duchesse will be here later on, but she was unavoidably detained. In the meantime, mademoiselle, let us make the best of the occasion during her unfortunate absence, and enjoy what pleasure the present moment can give us.' There was nothing more to be said, so I concealed the vexation I felt as well as I was able, and set myself to do as much justice as I could to the dainty supper which the deft and attentive servants placed before us. In the middle of the meal, monseigneur filled my glass with champagne and, raising his own, stood up, exclaiming with all the bearing of a grand seigneur, 'Mademoiselle, will you permit me? I drink your health!' I bowed low, hiding my face for a moment lest it should express my feelings at the ludicrousness of the situation, but as I looked up again nothing in monseigneur's grave smile betrayed that he had any suspicion of me.
"A considerable amount of wine was consumed, although I took care not to allow too much to be pressed upon me, and my neighbours' faces were rather flushed before we had' finished supper. Then monseigneur rose and held out his arm to me, saying, 'May I have the honour, mademoiselle, of conducting you into the next room?" I could find no excuse for refusing, although I think I would have done so had I noticed that Francois did not come with us, but I was not aware that he had not followed us until the door of the adjoining apartment had been closed, leaving me alone with monseigneur. I found that I was in a luxurious bedroom, which had apparently been prepared for our reception, for all the crimson-shaded lamps were alight; and a fire burned brightly on the hearth. It began to dawn upon me that I had fallen into some sort of a trap and I can tell you that I felt considerably alarmed as monseigneur, throwing off his majestic reserve caught me to his breast and kissed my mouth. What was I to do? I hesitated to declare myself, fearing his anger, and glanced wildly on either side, seeking an opportunity for escape. But I could find none, and in the meantime monseigneur appeared to be working himself up to a high pitch of amorous passion, regarding me fixedly with ardent eyes as he continued to lavish embraces on my lips and cheeks, while his hot breath, reeking of champagne, fanned my face like the Arabian simoon. 'At last we are alone! Come to my arms, mademoiselle,' he cried. 'Ah! monseigneur,' I exclaimed in desperation, 'you overwhelm me. Have pity, and let me go, I implore you.' 'Mademoiselle,' he cried, 'your wishes are commands to me. But before you deprive me of your society, will you not allow me the privilege of tasting those charms which I am sure are yours in the highest degree?' 'Oh! monseigneur; I cannot,' I said, looking at him as piteously as I knew how; 'and what will Cecile say if she discovers me here?' 'You can rest assured," he responded, "That Madame la Duchesse will be lenient with you. One so fond of pleasantry as she is, would not be hard on another.'
"I entreated and besought him to let me go, but he turned a deaf ear to my earnest request, and sought to stop my words with caresses, while my apparent unwillingness infected him with increased fervour. His growing impatience added to my fright, and my eyes glistened with genuine tears as I endeavoured to tear myself away. Finding my efforts useless, I adopted an angry tone and threatened to complain to Cecile of his importunity as soon as she arrived. 'That reminds me,' he responded, speaking slowly and with some effort; 'it is possible that Madame la Duchesse may not come. In fact I do not think that she will.' He paused in order to let the effect of this speech sink in and in a moment the truth came upon me that he had brought me hither for his own purposes, unbeknown to Cecile, and I upbraided him with his treachery. 'It was cruel of you, monseigneur; why have you done this? Cecile will be in terror thinking that I am lost.' 'Fear not,' he replied; 'I left word that you were safe, and in good company. Come, mademoiselle, you cannot escape me. Surrender yourself to my embraces. See! I kneel and kiss your hand,' and he chose his actions in accordance with his words. I was silent and irresolute, pondering over this new turn in the situation, and before I had made up my mind what course to pursue, he rose and attempted to drag me to a sofa. I struggled and cried out; but was helpless in his strong hold, and in a moment he had forced me down on the cushions, supporting me with one arm and pressing his lips to mine again in a wine-soaked caress. I grew hot and cold by turns, and a numbness seized my limbs. Before I could summon up strength for further resistance, or even recover my voice, he had with a lightening movement got his free hand underneath my petticoats, and next instant it was resting between my thighs. The shock at what he felt there must have been great. He drew a long breath and did not move for a moment, then exclaimed hoarsely, 'Mon Dieu! It is a boy.'
"He gathered himself up and looked down at me with an amazed expression, while I averted my eyes, anticipating an outburst of wrath. But when at length he spoke, he was quite calm, although the deep tone of his voice betokened inward emotion. 'Is this a ruse to fool me?' he demanded, 'or what is the explanation? Does Madame la Duchesse de Regnier know of your masquerading?' Thinking it best to be entirely frank. I told him everything, and when I had finished he laughed aloud. 'You scapegrace!' he cried. 'Yet I have nothing to blame you for. If I was tricked, it was entirely my own fault. Meeting you where I did, and finding on enquiry that you were a friend of Madame la Duchesse, whom I know well, and being besides struck by your appearance-for you indeed make up wonderfully well as a girl-I conceived the idea of bringing you here in order to spend an enjoyable hour or two in your company, thinking that the message which I left for the duchess would be a satisfactory explanation of your departure.'
"I smiled in turn, greatly relieved at this agreeable breaking of my suspense. 'But you will now let me return, will you not?' I said, 'for I am sure Cecile will be worrying herself to death about me.' 'You shall go, certainly,' he replied; 'but I think you owe me something for the deception. Before leaving, you shall gamahuche me.' I did not understand the term, and he explained that he meant I was to suck him. I demurred, objecting to the further delay this would mean, but he insisted and would take no refusal. Sitting himself down, and bidding me kneel on the floor before him, he unbuttoned his trousers and directed me to take his cock out, which I did. I had ever seen such a weapon before. It was at full stand, and must have been at least six inches or more in length, and thick in proportion, with a great bulging head at the top of the long pinky-white column, on which the veins were swollen into a deep blue prominence. He would not permit me much time for examination, however, but pressed my head down towards it. It was the first time I had touched the member of a full-grown man, and I felt rather chary, while it seemed impossible that I could get the huge thing into my mouth. But he intended that I should adhere to his proposal, and as he appeared to be obdurate, I determined to get the task over as soon as possible, and, overcoming my hesitancy, applied my lips to the rounded knob. When he found that I had conceded his desire, he lay back, giving himself up to the pleasure I was affording him as I sucked and licked the burning head of his member; and he made no further movement beyond giving a gentle push now and then in order to force it a little farther into my mouth, continuing this until it was quite halfway within my lips, and seemed to fill all the space inside, causing me to breathe heavily through my nostrils. After a time he placed his hands on my head, holding it with a light pressure. Soon after doing this he leaned forward, forcing me back and raising himself up a little. His cock swelled still more and got stiffer, then suddenly became endowed with life, leaping and rattling against my teeth, and he held me firmly while such a torrent of boiling spunk poured forth into my mouth, with so much force and volume, that I doubt very greatly whether the opinion which had been expressed by Helene of the superiority of the dildo in this respect could be vindicated. The superabundant flow nearly choked me, but as he did not release his hold, and my face being inclined slightly upwards, I could not prevent it from rolling down my throat. I closed my teeth on his member, in an endeavour to stop the discharge, but released my grip on his uttering a sharp ejaculation, not wishing to hurt him; and; being compelled to retain my position, I perforce swallowed the liquid, through sheer inability to do anything else, and it was not till he felt that I had drawn off the last drop that he suffered himself to withdraw. When he did so, he patted my cheek approvingly and, without adjusting his clothes, went to a table and poured out two glasses of a strong liqueur, handing one to me. I did not want to drink it particularly, but finally yielded to his persuasions, finding the cordial very warming and invigorating.
"'Really!' he said, presently; 'you showed yourself so apt that I think I might have fared worse after all; I feel I cannot let you go without making a total conquest and invading your bottom.' 'But, monseigneur!!' I cried in affright; 'it would be quite impossible for you too get your enormous thing into me.' 'Not at all, as I will show you,' he replied. 'And I claim the trial as complete recompense for the very ridiculous position you placed me in during the first part of our meeting.' 'I cannot, really!' I answered; "The very idea frightens me. And think of Cecile waiting for me all this time!' 'The sooner you grant my request,' said he, "The sooner will you rejoin her. Come! I will not be denied. And I would like you to remove your clothing also.' 'You ask now what I cannot do,' I said; 'I could never get the things on again. It is my first acquaintance with female attire, and I'm sure I couldn't redress without proper assistance.' 'Set your mind at rest on that," he continued. 'I will give you my help; and even should there be anything not quite right it would not matter, as you will go straight home afterwards, and the necessity for any extreme precaution no longer exists.'
"He would listen to no further argument, and was already busying himself in loosening my bodice at the back. He displayed himself such an adept in the intricacies of feminine apparel, that in a very short time he had removed everything except my shoes and my long black silk stockings with their pink satin garters, and I could not help surveying myself curiously as I appeared thus in a great mirror opposite, the jewels on my neck and arms and fingers making a brave show as they flashed and glittered beneath the lamplight. Monseigneur looked me over critically, and caressingly touched my cock, which hung down limp, the agitation I was suffering preventing me from thinking of anything else but the coming ordeal. He appeared to be satisfied with his inspection, and, after making me give his member a little suck in order to bring it up to the ready again, he told me to get on all fours on the bed. When I had taken up this posture he well greased my bottom-hole and the top of his weapon with some pomade, and then mounted the bed behind me. I began to tremble as he closed up against my posteriors, whereupon he spoke soothingly to me. This did not overcome my apprehension, however, and it was with great misgivings that I felt his organ beating at my stem for admittance. I am sure he could never have affected an entrance had it not been for the pomade, and as it was I felt as if I were being split open. I cried out to him to stop, but he paid no heed, and it seemed as if a bar of hot iron were being forced into me. Once the head of his cock had gained the interior of my orifice, however, the enormous strain eased a little, and as he commenced to thrust, I became more accustomed to the sensation. More than once, nevertheless, I had to bite my lip in order to repress a cry under the stress of his pushes, but when he put his hands round my loins and held my privates this helped to soften my emotions, and I forced myself to bear up. Fortunately, his operations were not very long in bringing him to a finish, and after three or four minutes he gave a few final quick shoves and then sank down motionless upon me, while I experienced a new but decidedly pleasant sensation as he discharged violently inside my bottom, sending a warm glow all over me, while the flow of the hot liquid acted as an effectual emollient and immediately relieved the previous wellnigh intolerable tightness. Shortly after this, he drew out his member, making a sound something like the pulling of a cork as he did so; and when he had wiped both me and himself carefully, he bestowed a kiss on each cheek of my bottom, and said with a smile, as I rose up, 'You have fulfilled your part well; so admirably, indeed, that I feel it is I who am now indebted to you. Let me assist you to dress now.' He performed his duty so expertly that I was fain to confess, when he had finished, that my appearance had not changed for the worse-I looked almost as well as when Marie had superintended my toilet.
"Monseigneur rang for his carriage to come for me, and while we waited he conversed most affably. 'I have no need to feel disappointment at the mistake I made in the beginning,' he said. 'You have afforded me much enjoyment. Really! It is a fortunate thing for the sex that you are not a girl. As it is, you are quite charming; had you been a woman you would have been irresistible-and I fear, also, that in such a case you would have made many enemies among your kind, for women are jealous creatures, so I think you are much happier as you are.'
"Going to his dressing-table, he took up a magnificent gold watch, and, returning to me, said, 'Remember, if ever I can be of service to you, I shall always be at your disposition. Keep this trifling souvenir in memory of-', but I have given my word of honour not to disclose his name, which at that moment I heard for the first time; I can only tell you that he who addressed me was none other than one of the princes of the royal house of France.
"At length a footman appeared to announce that the carriage was at the door. Monseigneur led me downstairs, and, himself accompanied me to the Avenue Roche, on the way exacting from me a sacred promise that no one except Cecile should ever know the exact circumstances of the evening. As I bade farewell to him on alighting, he said, 'Pray pay my respects to Madame la Duchesse, and tell her that I will personally offer my apologies at the earliest opportunity for any inconvenience I may have caused her.' And then, in a louder voice, that the servant might hear, but with just a suspicion of a twinkle in his eyes, 'Mademoiselle, I am your humble servant. Until our next meeting, adieu.' 'Au revoir, monseigneur," I murmured softly, and, with a low bow, he turned and re-entered, the vehicle, while I passed on into the house and made my way to Cecile's rooms.
"On entering her boudoir, I found her lying on a couch, weeping in great distress, while Marie chafed her hands and held a bottle of smelling-salts to her nose. The maid was the first to notice my entrance, and on seeing me she immediately cried, 'Oh! madame! Look and be comforted! Monsieur le Comte has returned.' Cecile raised her head, dashing away with a fierce gesture the stray locks of hair which had come undone and hung over her eyes, and, as soon as she caught sight of me, ran forward with a scream and fell to hugging and kissing me, while the tears rained down over my face, 'Oh, my darling!' she exclaimed, laughing and weeping at the same time, 'where have you been? What has happened to you? I thought I should die, not knowing what had become of you-and how could I ever have faced your mother again?' I comforted her as well as I could, and, when I had reduced her to comparative calm, told her the history of my adventures. She listened attentively, only now and then making a gesture of indignation, but she could not help being amused at the way in which I had inveigled monseigneur into believing I was a girl right up to the last possible moment, and by the time I had finished my narrative she had regained her composure. 'Monseigneur certainly did not behave so badly at the conclusion,' she said, when I had done; 'but I am not at all sure that I shall forgive him quite so easily as he imagines. He certainly did leave word that he had taken you with him, but that did not greatly relieve my anxiety, as I was quite at a loss to know where you had gone to, or what was happening to you. Of course, with him being who he is, one cannot speak too freely; but I shall certainly tell him what I think of his conduct when I see him. However, no harm has befallen you, and that is the principal thing, after all.'
"It was well on in the early hours of the morning now, so after a brief interval we retired to rest, at which I was not altogether sorry, for I was beginning to feel very tired. When we got into bed, Cecile insisted upon having a look at my bottom, to make sure that monseigneur had not done it any injury, although I assured her that it was all right, beyond feeling a little sore. She would not be satisfied even after this, and, in spite of my protest, knelt down by my legs and took my cock in her mouth, saying that I need do nothing myself but lie still. I took her at her word, for, indeed, I was too weary to do anything else, and how long she kept on I cannot say, for I do not think it was very many minutes before I fell asleep, but I know that she was still sucking me up to the time I lost consciousness."