Phoebe Kissagen ,or the remarkable adventures, schemes wiles and devilries of une maquerelle

TO LADY MARY MONTAGUE.

Madam,

I am vastly obliged to your good ladyship for all your kind inquiries. I am happy to say that, thank the Lord, my new place of businesses thriving nicely and while I can maintain my company select, and my girls in good health, all will go on well.

As my customers are all gentlemen of the first quality, I can fit your ladyship to a hair with a gallant, whenever you like to honour Leicester Field with a visit;,mine is the corner house at the south end; but be pleased, madam, to give me a day's notice, to give time for a few necessary inquiries.

You desire me, my lady, to give you a relation of our doings here, in the rogering line, and I'll use my endeavours to please your ladyship, which I can the more readily do, as both Chloe and myself have peepholes to all the rooms of our wenches, and can both see and hear all that passes in those chambers whenever we have a mind to.

I will therefore take them in rotation, from no. 1, to no. 20. room 1.

Last night this room was hired by young Sir Charteres Neville. Miss Sophy Buller, to whom the chamber belongs, is as pretty a piece of goods as you ever saw in your life; a little woman, exceedingly well made, and just turned twenty.

She has the most languishing black eyes in the world, and her fine hair, which is a rich chesnut colour, she wears au naturel, as the French say, that is without powder or ribbons; only on one side of her head is attached, jauntily enough, a real damask rose.

She has a skin perfectly smooth, white, and polished as marble. Her breasts are two hard,white balls, which, without the aid of stays, stand bolt upright, and are of great size and volume.

Her waist is little, and this beauty very much enhances the delicious bulge of her plump hips and posteriors, Sure no one but your ladyship has such lovely hemispheres, as one of my gentlemen calls them; beginning at the fleshy part of her thigh,they seem to meander away upwards quite to her waist, where they terminate, leaving two deep dimples on either side of the ravishing crease.

For the rest, she has a belly smooth and white,cunny tight and well fledged, a well turned leg,and small feet.

Sir Charteres, who is a handsome young man as any girl could desire, appeared very fine in his embroidered suit and full bottomed periwig,sword, bag, and solitaire.

He entered the room laughing, with his arm round Sophy's waist, in great glee at finding the dear girl disengaged. She is his favorite piece, for, as the saucy gentleman observed to me one day, — 'Phoebe, ' says he, ' for a jolly good fuck,give me a girl with an arse of her own; none of your flimsy slips of girls will suit my fancy.- plenty of white, firm flesh, Phoebe, that's the thing I require.'

Bless the dear young fellow's heart, he got all he wanted in Sophy!

As soon as he had secured the door, he said, — 'Come, my dear, off with your rattletraps,clothes are great enemies to the rites of Venus. '

And so saying, he began to set the example, pulling off his things with astonishing alacrity, Sophy laughed to see how quick he was, but, as she was not encumbered with much dress beyond her loose jown and smock, she very soon stood up in her dockings and shoes, all else being entirely naked.

At this sight, the young gentleman tore off his breeches, the only thing he still wore, and bounding to her, he caught the sweet girl in his arms, and buried his face in her bubbies. Then he lifted her up, and thrusting out his tongue, he licked her nearly all over-her titties, her cunny, her dimpled bum, arms, face; and then, as if he had not satisfied his hunger, he finally thrust his fiery tongue into her little rosy mouth.

She, being an adept in her art, and, as I can assure your ladyship, one of the best performers, in the whole world, expanded wide her plump thighs, — then seizing on his hard, red-headed staff, she guided the restive steed into the stable.

This action on her part so excited Sir Charteres that, tipping her back on the bed, he was upon her in a moment.

It was a sight that did my heart good, to see these two young creatures, in the bloom of youth, health and beauty, enjoying all the sweets of love. For now Sophy began to wriggle and twist, first throwing one leg over his back, then the other, now with a desperate bound tossing him up, then with expanding limbs catching him again, like a game of cup and ball; but human nature could not stand this, sort of thing very long, and so, amidst sighs and coos, and, «Oh, my precious loves,» and «Ahs,» and «Urrs,» the climax came, and dissolved in bliss; they then lay for some minutes in each other's arms quite still.

But soon the fire of desire, again played in veins of the young lover, and rising, he made kneel upon all fours on the bed; then, after kissing and caressing those bulging Turkish beauties of hers, he pointed his rampant prick at the right spot and seizing on her bubbies he began to move with great rapidity, going home to the hilt at every thrust.

Nothing I can assure your ladyship, could be more exhilarating and exciting than this scene, Sophy bounding, and ever and anon, by the flexibility of her loins, giving her buttocks a voluptuous shake.

The smacking of his belly against them, and then the great beauty of the two forms — nothing could be finer. It was a triumph of nature, and I could not help regretting that Mr Gervaise was not with me, to make a drawing of the pair.

«But, alas! the greatest pleasures in this life are but fleeting,» as the worthy Sir Charles used to say, for in about five minutes their sighs came short and quick, their ejaculations of bliss commenced, and soon all was over for that bout. So, leaving my young lovers to recover themselves, I thought I would see what was going on in Room II.

Here a very different scene was enacting.

The first person my eyes rested on, was a tall middle-aged man, dressed entirely in black, but the brilliants of the finest water which sparkled in the buckles of his shoes and in his silver mounted sword,the delicate whiteness of his hands, and the costly Mechlin lace ruffles which shaded them, smacked too much of la mode, for any person to be mistaken in the quality of the gentleman. He was in fact, no other but your old friend Lord Fartington. He was leaning in the most graceful attitude against a cabinet, holding in his right hand a formidable looking birch, rod tied up with scarlet ribbon. In front of him stood three remarkably pretty young girls thirteen or fourteen years of age, who were, in fact my flogging pupils, who went by the names Cherry, Merry, and Frolic.

Miss Cherry was in the act of horsing the lovely Frolic; while Merry, laughing all the time, rolled up her clothes to her shoulders, and prepared to hoid her feet.

As soon as all was ready; and the peach-like budding bottom of the sweet girl well exposed to view, together with a charming rosy cunny, perfectly free from any vestige of hair, which pouted out impudently beneath those tempting globes, his lordship advanced and imprinted on them a rapturous kiss. Then, standing back two or three feet, he raised his arm.

«Now miss," cried he, affecting great anger, «I'll teach you not to be naughty any more, a good sound flogging will do you good."

With that he commenced laying on in good earnest, and with all the strength of his arm.

At first, the poor little buttocks of miss Frolic only assumed a deep carnation hue, but soon up rose large weals, the blood started forth and ran down her thighs. She roared, the screamed for mercy.

"Oh, oh, oh! my lord, for heaven's sake! Ah it is dreadful. Mercy! Mercy!"

But the excitement was too charming to Lord Fartington, he felt a sensible thrill of delight with every stroke he gave, and relaxed not his blows till quite exhausted, and the rod worn to a stump, he sank down on the floor.

As for poor Frolic, she was carried, fainting and moaning to her room. And here, my lady, I may ike occasion to remark, that for my part I never would see the pleasure of this flogging letch. My late exccellent friend and patron had the penchant a little in his youth, and there were times when he would amuse himself by birching Daphnis and Chloe, but he never hit very hard, and only made their bums glow rosy and red. As to drawing blood and beating them in this barbarous manner, he was altogether too humane for that. But hear the sequel of this singular scene.

By the time Merry and Cherry had returned to No.2; his lordship was on his legs again, as right as trivet. Then my two little dears, knowing quite well their parts, began to reproach him for his cruelty, and at length seizing upon him, had his breeches down in a trice; then they tied his hands, and pushing him forward on the bed, Merry seized his legs. While Cherry, taking a bran new rod out the closet, belaboured his buttocks most furiously.

He all the time making a great to do, pretendig to struggle to free himself, and begging for mercy. When Cherry was tired, Merry advanced with another new rod, so that in ten minutes the bed was covered with blood, and his bum as raw as beefsteak.

Suddenly his lordship sprang off the bed, displaying his pego hard and stiff against his belly.

I have seldom seen a finer erection. «Quick, quick!" he exclaimed; and he seized on little Merry, tossing up her clothes in a moment. Then mounting upon her, he began driving at her little cunny.

The girl was tight and young, and cried out that he was too big for her, that he hurt her.

This seemed to give him great delight; and make her cry out the more, he began nipping her thighs and little bottom with his nails, and growling over her like a wild beast. I every moment expected to see him bite the girl, so rabid did he seem.

Cherry, I must confess, had the best of it, for she was neither flogged nor pinched, but stood behind, cooling my lord's flayed bumbo with a fan and from time to time squeezing his balls.

To a genuine flagellant, all this I dare say, would have been very delightful to behold, but I can assure you, madam, to me it seemed vastly absurd and so ludicrous did my lord look with his wig all awry, and his whipped posteriors, that I had the greatest possible difficulty to keep from laughing.

But when getting off the girl at length (who by the bye, he had well migh split up with his great cock) he went to sit down, but quickly leapt up in an agony of pain, he presented a figure so excessively droll, that I could hold in no longer, an laughed till the tears ran down my face.

"Who's that laughing?", cried Lord Fartington coming at once to his senses, and looking very cross.

"I hope we have no spies here, eh, girl?" he added sharply, turning to Cherry.

"Oh dear me, no! My Lord," she said with toss of her pretty little head,"this is the top bignio in the town, my lord, we has no bullii here."

"But I heard someone laugh," retorted his Lordship, a little softened, however.

"Oh, that's nothing," said Cherry, pertly;"we hear laughter, groans, sobs, cries, screams, oaths and bawdy catches and songs here every night, and never take no notice. No more should your lordship," and she dropped him the prettiest curtsey in the world.

By this Lord Partington had buttoned up his breeches, making however, many a wry face while performing the operation, and setting his wig straight before the mirror, he put on his coat, and buckled on his sword.

Poor Merry was crying on the foot of the bed.

Frolic was in her own room in dreadful pain, and Cherry alone was left to show his lordship the door.

She took a candle and led the way,

Now, it is a peculiarity in Lord Partington that he is always very profuse in promises before he begins his sport, and very parsimonious and rude when all is over. Knowing my customer, therefore,did not leave the little matter of payment to be settled between him and Cherry, but waylaid my Lord on the stairs.

"Well, woman!" said he roughly,"what do you want?"

"Come, come, my lord, be civil, if you please, for know very well what I want without my telling you, I suppose. Marry-come-up! you're not the only sprig of quality that comes to my house by long chalks," I exclaimed, setting my arms akimbo.

"Hey-day! Hey-day! Whats the matter with the woman now?"

"The matter is, my lord," said I, assuming indignant air; a that you have nearly flogged one of my girls to death, and it may be a week before she's fit for business. And as for the other, you well might split her up and spoiled my market. She is a flogging girl, not a fucking one, as you know very well, and you ought to have sent to one of the other rooms for a woman if you wanted one, and not go and take the maidenhead of a young creature like that. Fie! Fie! my lord, I thought you was gentleman. Aud then never to give either of the poor girls a crown for themselves. Oh, my! How do hate mean people!" 'Stop, stop! my good Mrs Kissagen," cried alarmed peer, seeing that I had aroused the whole house, and that heads were popping out of the doors of the different chambers in every direction."For heaven's sake hold your clatter, and name your price.

This was all I wanted, so I now lowered my tone, and coming to the point by degrees, show his lordship out at last with a profusion of smiles and a crisp bank note for two hundred pounds crushed up in my hand.

I now went to look after my girls. I found Frolic dreadfully mauled indeed, and was fain to pacify her with a guinea, and the promise of a new mantilla and having given her some mulled wine and bathed her poor little bum with an astringent lotion I always kept for the purpose, I drew her curtains and left her to repose.

I now returned to № 2, where I found little Merry still crying, and in a great fright lest I should be angry with her for allowing his lordship to take her maidenhead. I comforted her as well as I could, and slipping a crown into her hand, told her to turn up that I might see what damage was done.

The poor little thing had been much torn, and her maidenhead quite gone, with a crack in the skin nearly reaching her anus, and all her cunny very hot and inflamed; her legs and bottom too were pinched black and blue, and in short, she had had quite enough of it. So, after applying some remedies, I have her also some mulled wine, and bid her good night. As for Cherry, as she had played her part pretty well, I took her as a treat to see some of the performances, and we walked off to see what they were doing in No. 3. But I do not want to surfeit your ladyship, so will defer an account of what else I saw in the next letter.