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

Letter IV

TO THE SAME.

Madam,

In a former letter, I gave yon some account of a visit we paid to Mr Randall, a young barrister, in the Temple.

I felt so grateful to him for the good thing he had put me into by introducing me to this house, that no sooner were we got all straight, than I wrote him a letter, thanking him anew for all his kindness and attention, and inviting him to sup with me on the Sunday following.

That is a day on which we always close our place of business to customers. Not so much, you may readily believe, from religious motives as from desire to have one day in the seven to ourselves, it all events. Besides it affords an opportunity to get the house cleaned down, and things put a bit to lights, for I cannot bear mudde and nastiness in any shape.

Well, I got a vastly pretty pink billet from the young Templar in reply, wherein, after paying me any compliments, which, however, I hope I have too much good taste to put down here, went on to say that he would have much pleasure in accepting the invitation, and would be with me punctually at eight.

Chloe and I, therefore, set to work and put my private parlour in order. It is a sweet pretty room at night, when the crimson silk curtains are drawn, the six pairs of wax candles in their silver sconces lighted up, and a roaring fire burning in the bright grate.

On the sideboard shone a goodly show of massy plate, the gift principally of different patrons, to which I had added decanters and glasses of Bohemian and Venetian manufacture; and there was a good supply of wine, withal. So that nothing was wanting to make the young spark welcome.

Punctually at eight o'clock he arrived; so having rung the bell as a hint to Betsy, the cook, that we were ready for supper, I made him vastly welcome.

But the sly rogue was not satisfied with shaking hands, but must needs kiss both Chloe and myself and thrusting one hand in Chloe's neck and the other in mine, he began handling our bubbies-an innocent piece of familiarity to which we, of course, made no manner of objection, but my maid Sally, coming in just then with the supper, caused him to forbear his pranks for the present, and we sat down to table.

A hare larded, brace of roast fowls with sorrel sauce and numerous French kickshaws not worth naming, formed the supper, to which our guest did ample justice, washing it down with copious libations of claret. At length, when the table had been cleared and wine and fruit placed on the polished walnul wood, he again expressed the pleasure he felt at seeing us once more, and then went on to remind me of a sort of half promise I had made him in the Temple.

"Oh" said I, laughing, "I remember it very well; but surely, now you are in a house full of some of the finest young women in London, who I can assure you are entirely at your command, free of any charge, you will not prefer your quondam sweetheart whom you used to fuck under the big trees of Sir Charles park, down yonder in Herefordshire? Remember, I'm five or six years older than I was then, and in two or three years more shall be forty."

"Pooh! pooh "cried my young spark,"what matters about your age, my dear Phoebe? To my eyes you are more charming than ever, and I prefer you to all the laced mutton you may have in the house, damme!"

"Oh, fie fie! Mr Randall," said I, "you mus'nt talk that way, or youTl quite offend Chloe."

"Now, Venus forbid!" cried the amorous Templar. "I can assure you, my dear creature, I have a heart capacious enough to retain a remembrance of the beauties of both;" and he laid his hand on his embroidered waistcoat. "I'm not like that rascal Macheath, in the Beggars's Opera, who could only love one woman at a time, damme!" and he hummed the well known lines,

"How happy could I be with either,

Were t'other dear charmer away!

But while you thus ieaze me together,

To neither a word can I say."

"No, no! my precious creatures, my turtle doves;I can love you both at once; I've a strong back damme."

We laughed heartily, your ladyship may be sure at this sally, while he, to prove the truth of his assertions, let loose his great truncheon, and flung his arms round us both.

"Seniority ought to bear the palm," said the mad fellow, taking me by the hand with as much grace as if he were leading out a young lady to dance a minuet, and advancing to a convenient couch in the chamber; "but as idleness is the root of all evil, fair Chloe, do you come also; your little quim shall have my tongue, while charming Phoebe takes the sugar stick."

No sooner said than done. I being laid on my back, he mounted me en regie. Then Chloe, sitting on the head of the sofa, offered him her moss rose.

"Ah, ha!" cried Mr Randall, "this little cunny has become fledged since I last had the pleasure of seeing it in Herefordshire. Egad! I thought you a beautiful little girl then, but you are a much finer one now. "Law, sir!" laughed Chloe, "do you think so?"

"Oh, you little sly puss, you know very well," said the Templar. Then he took a good hold of my hips, and fucked me with a vigour that rejoiced my heart. Once more I felt all those delicious sensations which had been called forth years and years ago by poor Sir Charles. How I bounded and spent! bit and squeezed him! how I wriggled and twisted! Oh, my lady, it was a dream of bliss for me. I was in a delirium of joy. Dear man!how I hugged and loved him!

Nor was Chloe without her delight; he had a skilful tougue, and used it nimbly, so that he soon set her spending and wriggling as much as myself.

At length, when all was over, and he had gallantly handed me back to my seat near the fire, he just waited to swallow a bumper, and then making Chloe kneel up on the couch, he went slap at her like a young bull as he was, for his prick was still stiff as ever, notwithstanding the spurting shower of love's nectar, with which he had just refreshed my tulip.

"Oh, damme!" he cried, "what an arse you have, Chloe! what a white, smooth, dimpled, glorious full moon it is!"

Smack, smack, went his belly against those globes at every thrust. "Ah! dear girl, how nice and tight your pretty hairy cunt is! Ur-r-r!" and he ground his teeth.

I could stand this scene no longer, so running up to him, I began to play with his cod-piece,slapping and feeling him about, and covering his nakedness with hot kisses.

Such additional aggravation soon brought on his climax and giving six or seven rapid pushes, he dispatched Chloe with a tremendous thrust, which must have reached her very womb's mouth.

After this second performance, he seemed inclined to wait for awhile, so, to amuse him, I proposed that we should steal up the stairs and peep into all the girl's rooms, to see how they were passing the time.

The idea tickled him mightily; so, buttoning up nis breeches, and with one arm around my waist,and the other round Chloe's, we first went to

Room VI.

This apartment was in the occupation of Effie Gordon, a native of the north of Scotland, and notwithstanding that her hair was as red as a carrot, she had beauties not to be despised, and on any other evening but Sunday would have been sure to have had a gallant with her. As it was, she was alone.

But before I relate to you, my lady, what she was doing, I will endeavour to give you her portrait.

She is a lassie, then, of about eighteen years of age. To a skin of that peculiar whiteness which red-haired people nearly always possess nature had given her a shape so voluptuously formed as to enthral the senses of all who had once beheld her. Her face presented a perfect oval; the bloom of the rose glowed in her cheeks, in which, when smiling, she displayed two deep dimples. Her nose was small, slender, and slightly retrousse, her lips looked like two pieces of coral; and as for her white teeth, the seeds of the pomegranate were the only things they could be compared with. Her light blue eyes were large, melting, loving, and shaded by eyelashes perfectly black. Her eyebrows, indeed, were the same color as her hair, but beautifully arched. She wore her hair frizzled, ornamented with pale blue ribbons, and thickly powdered to conceal its colour.

Her ears we observed to be singularly small and beautiful, reminding one of the petals of a rose; a solitary brilliant (but of considerable bigness and the finest water) glittered like a dew drop in either ear. Her neck and shoulders were perfect, and her bosom large and exquisitely formed; her waist small and round, and her hips, thighs, and buttocks,prodigious! Then where before had our young gallant seen such rounded arms, or such little taper hands and feet?

"What,"I hear your ladyship exclaim, "was the naked, then?"

Yes, she was indeed, and stretching herself out wantonly on the rug before the fire frigging herself thoughtfully with her forefinger every now and then. It was evident to us all, that she was either trying to recall some delicious scene with a favorite gallant, perhaps with her first seducer; or else, that she was expecting a visit from one of the girls of the house.

Meanwhile, nothing could be finer than the sight offered to our view. One moment she would twist her legs, squeeze them together, and arch in her back; the next she would straddle wide, and display every beauty; anon, she would turn over on her belly, and move up and down on the rug, showing all her hinder beauties with great advantage.

At length the door opened, and in marched Lucy Rackett.

"Well Lucy, my pet, you're come at last, then, I couldna ken wha had kept ye sae lang. Come here, my bonnie lassie, and tip me the gamahuche, for I'm awfu randy."

"Oh. oh!" whispered M. Randall, "damme!this beats cock-fighting."

"Is she not a fine woman?" said I.

"Vastly fine," replied the Templar.

"How you say that! just as if you did not admire her at all."

"Really! is not that droll!"

"Very extraordinary indeed," put in Chloe, "seeing that all the men about town think her superb."

"Vastly strange," said I.

"What?" retorted Mr Randall.

"Why, that you should not admire her."

"I did not say so."

"Oh, what a tiresome, bantering man yon are," said I, giving him a sly pinch. "Tell me directly, do you not admire her very much?"

"Oh, tol, lol!"

"That means only a little I suppose?"

"Madam," said Mr Randall, and he looked me full in the face, "twas I who seduced her."

"Whew! the murder's out now, and l can understand it all, I suppose."

"Be so good as never to mind what you suppose, my dear Phoebe, for once in a way, but observe how these innocent lambs are disporting themselves. Let me see. this is what-the French call tribade-tribadinu, as we should say. One girl lies down, and opens her legs, another gets over her reversed and then each exercices her salacious tongue upon the cunny of the other. Happy creatures! whatthrills!what blisses! what inventions of delight! They enjoy it vastly, I dare say, but I suppose I'm not old enough to care for these extraordinary scenes. I'd rather have one good fuck with a fine woman, than all the peep holes in the world. Come, let us go."

I was vexed, you may be sure, at not seeing the finish between Lucy and Effie, for that would have been rather fine, both being such lecherous devils, but whispering to Chloe, "He seduced her!" we followed him into the parlour.

Our young gallant began drinking the wine, glass after glass, very fast, and soon became exceedingly troublesome and noisy; insomuch that we were not sorry when at last he fell dead drunk under the table.

It was now eleven o'clock, so, calling old Betty to help us, we lifted my gentleman up and put him to bed, having too much regard for him to let him return to his chambers in such a state.

As Chloe and I were going up to bed, we had a mind to see how matters were going on in Effies room; we peeped in, but all was dark. She had evidently gone to bed.

Now Chloe and I slept together, and what with the fucking we had had in the early part of the evening and the scene we had witnessed between Effie and Lucy, the devil would have it that when we came to lay down in bed, we were both tormented with such an irresistible itching in a certain part, as rendered sleep altogether out of the question.

"What shall we do?" said Chloe, "shall we frig, or shall we gamahuche?"

"Oh, I'm for the gamahuche," said I.

"With all my heart" said Chloe.

Then she jumped out of bed and lighted two wax candles, and placed them on the commode, that we might see as well as feel each other's beauties; and coming back to me, the dear girl stooped and gave me a full view of her large and beautiful bum, her cunny, and all etceteras, upon which I soon began to feed, while she, rolling her tongue first down one side of my slit and then down the other, then on the clitoris, then right inside, gave me joy inexpressible.

After exhausting ourselves with this game for nearly an hour, we at length put out the candles and fell asleep in each others arms.

Some evenings after, having nothing particular to do, I thought I would visit the other rooms, and I now sit down to conclude my letter with a faithful account of the scenes I witnessed, which I hope will edify your ladyship as much as they pleased me.

Room VII.

I beheld a stout fat man, of about sixty five years of age; and standing at a respectful distance I observed the owner of the room, Mary Crocket, a pretty lively girl of fifteen.

Her person presented nothing remarkable, it was simply a plump compact, little body, well shaped enough considering her youth. But her beauty was just of that style seen every day.

I say she stood at a respectful distance, for this man, who by his dress was a parson, was armed with a most formidable cart whip, and gave her a tremendous lash whenever she came within his reach.

But here I must digress a little, to acquaint your ladyship more particularly with this reverend gentleman.

I don't know much about such people myself, but one of my gentlemen gave me his history, and from it I gathered that his reverence was formerly what is called a port wine parson — a pluralist — holding three rich livings; very fond of hunting,very fond of a pretty wench, when he could get one, and very fond of the bottle; but growing old, and being struck with paralysis in his lower limbs, he turned vastly devout, and, not satisfied with mortifying the flesh in his own proper person, he hypocritically pretended thas it behoved him to mortify the flesh of "loose women" also, but as he could not indulge in this penchant without paying for it, the hoary old wretch handed me ten guineas every week for permission to whip my girls all round every Wednesday evening.

As he could not stand on his legs, he had himself conveyed to Leicester Fields in a sedan chair. He was then lifted on a chair hung on castors, and so wheeled from room to room. He had already visited six of them, and was now arrived at the seventh.

"What was very remarkable — or, rather, what was not at all so — he would have every girl stripped of her a cauls, her hoods, her wimples, her round tires like the moon, her rings, her jewels, and other vanities n as he called them — that is to say,they were to be quite naked, with hair flowing down their backs.

"Now, young harlot," he was saying when I peeped in, "will you bring me that glass of wine I have twice asked you for?"

"Yes, an' it please ye, sir, if you'll promise not to hit me."

"Well,' then, woman of perdition, I will not hit thee if thou'rt quick." The girl made as much haste as possible, and advanced timidly. He waited till she had placed the glass on the table, and as she returned he gave three awful cuts, causing the long lash of the whip to wrap right round her, and the knots striking her delicate thighs, fetched up a weal in an instant.

"Oh, sir!" cried, the girl, blubbering; "you said you would not do it!"

"I said I would not smite you, harlot, if you were quick; but, inasmuch as you were slow, I smote thee. Very good it is for you to be chastised. Behold, I act to you as the Lord acteth, for we read that he chasteneth those whom he loveth.Ahem!"

The girl made no reply, but pouting out her lips, seemed annoyed, and no wonder.

"Come hither, child," cried the wretch, trying to move his chair towards her, and shaking his whip with impotent rage. "Ugh, ugh, I should like to get at thee now. I'd soon flog that dainty skin of yours, I would, ye young hussy! You ought to be ashamed of yourself, a young girl like you, to give yourself up to fornication and all uncleanness! Ugh — ugh!"

Here he was seized with a fit of coughing which lasted some time; at length, wanting to spit, he told her to bring the chamber pot.

The girl supposing his cough had exhausted him, obeyed at once; but she had reckoned without her host, as the saying is, for the old man, seizing her by the arm, commenced letting into her posteriors with the but end of the whip, till she was quite black and blue.

The girl screamed lustily, and at length, losing all patience, natched the whip out of his hand, and gave him such a hearty thump on the noddle that the wretch roared with pain.

"There!" cried Mary, in a rage, "that will teach you, you nasty old canting hypocritical son of bitch, to treat poor girls in this way, you sodomitical, psalm singing old bugger. You must be sodomite, or you would not hate women as you do! you damned old wretch!"

The old fellow was furious, and foamed at the mouth.

"Very well, my girl, very well," said he "wait till I tell your mistress, that's all, and I'll have you turned into the street. I will see if a person of my dignity is to be treated in this way!" and he forced his shovel hat over his eyes, fiercely.

At the sound of those dreadful words, and the reflection of what a fate she would have if turned into the streets now the winter had fairly set in, the rage of poor Mary evaporated, and bursting into tears, she humbly implored him not to be so cruel.

"Well then," said he, rubbing his pate, on which he felt a great bump as big as a walnut, "kneel down before me on all fours, and let me lash you well, and then I will pardon the offence."

The wretched girl saw she must obey. Then he lashed her till quite out of breath, cutting her between the legs and over the bosom in a barbarous manner.

I could bear this sight no longer, so stepping into the room, I snatched the whip out of his hand, and calling him all the old villains in the world, bundled him out of the house.

I never saw the old rascal again, for he died soon after; but as he had the Sacrament administered to him, and went off in the odour of sanctity, he is doubtless now a saint in heaven!

It was quite refreshing, after witnessing this scene, to turn to that in Room VIII For here a dashing young captain of the Guards,in his embroidered red coat, was very jolly over bottle of wine with the lovely Selina Marsham, a fine woman of twenty five.

I continued watching my young son of Mars about twenty minutes, during which he accomplished two hearty fucks, and then I adjourned to the next.

Room IX.

Here they were at high romps. A gentleman, whose quality certainly could not be discovered by his dress, for he had doffed all his clothes, was standing blindfolded in the middle of the room, and laughing, running, jumping round him, using all sorts of liberties, were some seven or eight little girls, all undressed, whose ages ranged from seven to twelve.

Now and then one more bold than the rest, would advance and tug at his great stiff cock, and then run off with a little scream. Then he would dash after her, upsetting chairs, tables, and all that came in his way, while some of the children would fall down, others would tumble on them, and then there they lay in a heap, all higgle-de-pit-gledy, little fat bums, thighs, cunnies, all were jumbled up together.

Blind man was a long time before he could catch one, but at last he succeeded. She was a beautiful little, fair creature, who had kept as much in th rear as she could during the game, and was much more modest than the others.

When caught, she made great efforts to escape but, finding she could not, she remained gentle as a lamb.

This girl was a new comer, and was about twelve years of age. No hair yet graced her pouting slit, and her tiny breasts were only just beginning to show themselves. The gentleman pulled off the bandage, and seemed rather pleased with his capture. He caught her up in his arms, and after kissing every part of her, laid her on the bed, and began to explore her maidenhead.

"Untouched, by Jove!" cried he, and then commenced to gamahuche her, the other girls surrounding him, and gamahuching him and manipulating.

This over, his eyes were again bandaged, and the game resumed.

In this manner he got a gamahuche three times in half an hour, the last girl he caught being a mere baby of seven years. It was too bad, I know, but these things must be submitted to, if you would have a Bagnio to pay. Tastes must be gratified, and indeed, these sort of customers pay best of all. I received ten guineas for each gamahuche, and five for the romp. Thirty five guineas from one room in a single evening, was not bad work, though not equal to Lucy's haul from Monseigneur le Due.

I now went to

Room X.

And here was my largest stake of all, for the personage who had hired it was a man of the first quality, and had promised, if the virgin I had secured for him gave satisfaction, that he would present me with five hundred guineas. She was a simple country girl, who had arrived only the day before from the depths of Hampshire, and I took particular care that none of the girls should get speech of her till after the Duke's visit.

He was conversing very gently with her when I peeped into the room, and initiating her in a very artful manner. As yet he had got no further than her bosom, off which he had taken the handkerchief, and was smoothing and kissing the firm white bubbies, which exactly formed in the finest of nature's moulds, stood bolt upright, as if wooing his caress.

But the girl blushed deeply, and continued saying, "Ha done, sir! doantee, doantee. My missus 'ull come otherwhile," and other rustic expressions.

But the Duke coaxed her, put her on his lap, made her have a glass of wine, and at last, spite of her struggles, got his hand up her clothes, and between her legs. Then he let out his magic wand, and put it in her hand. She started as if a viper had bit her, but he persevered. He told her that he was resolved to have her that night; that it was no use her crying out, as no one would come, and wound up by saying, that if she would let him have his will of her, he would make her a great lady, put her in a grand house with lots of fine clothes, etc. The usual tale, you know, my lady.

And so, at length, without any noise, but merely by the force of eloquence and patience, he got her on to the bed.

Then, by degrees, he removed her clothes, she defending herself however pretty stoutly, but with little success, for in five minutes he had reduced her to her skin, that is, stripped off her smock and beheld her quite naked. She was a beautiful maid, sure enough, justly shaped, and quite without any spot or blemish. After he had kissed and caressed her beauties for some time, he pressed upon her another glass of wine, and hobnobbing with her, drank off a bumper himself. This second glass of wine got a little into her head, and wore off a trifle of her modesty, so that when he urged her to kneel on the foot of the bed, she made but a faint resistance. Then the Dake produced a purse, and showered out on the bed fifteen or twenty new golden guineas.

"Oh my!" cried the girl.

"All for you, my dear," said he. "All for you, if youTl only let me have you."

The country girl cast a greedy look at the money, and then glanced over her shoulder at the tempter,and seeing such a sleek, smiling, embroidered gentleman, and not the devil, as she almost fancied she should, she yielded a silent assent by sweeping up the gold with her hands.

In doing this, she leant a little more forwards, and thus nconsciously offered to his grace and myself an enchanting view of her most hidden charms.

Imagine, my dear madam, a superb back and shoulders of the most ivory whiteness, terminating in a singularly small waist, then imagine the spring out from thence of a noble pair of hips, and the plumpest, whitest, and finest shaped posteriors in the world, delicately relieved by two deep dimples. These ravishing hills, owing to her position, were slightly opened, displaying all the lussious attractions of the enchanting valley between them. A pair of plump tight, and rosy lips, closely compressed together, was all she had to show in the shape of a cunny, if I except a soft down which shaded the upper mons. At some distance behind this delicious little mouth of Venus, I beheld the other tiny aperture, pursed up in voluptuous rosy wrinkles, highly suggestive of great contractive power, should the duke's fancy run so far back into her valley of delight.

At present however, all he seemed to think of of was her virginity, so opening a little box of cold cream, he carefully anointed his may-pole, and also her lovely cleft. And then catching her by the hips, he charged in good style, but the citadel was too tight to admit the battering ram at the first, or even the second push. Besides, the girl began to get frightened, and to struggle. But the dukes blood was up, and he would not now be trifled with. At length he got in about an inch, but there he stuck, so straight was the passage. But pursuing his advantage, and steadily pressing upon her, spite of her cries and struggles, with eight or ten vigorous pushes, he ravished away the last vestige of her maidenhead; at the same time discharging into her a shower of love's dew which, on his drawing out, spurted all over the sheets, mixed with virgin blood.

At the sight of the blood, his grace showed the greatest satisfaction But while rejoicing over his triumph, the girl had fainted with the pain, and lay forward on her belly, perfectly powerless.

The duke therefore seized the opportunity of exploring, and made an accurate examination of the havoc he had caused in her little cunny, holding one of the waxlights close to it, the better to see he effects. This sight pretty soon brought his grace up to the mark again, and at it he went, like a bull. The same pain which had caused her to faint now roused her up again, and she began to bemoan her fate most bitterly.

But his grace having had his will, had no mind to console the blubbering wench any more; but he gave her a tremendous slap on the arse, and told her to hold her infernal noise, and mind her fucking, pushing away at her with all his might.

The girl was struck dumb with astonishment at this harshness, and could not utter a word, but only whimpered and sobbed the more.

"Oh, very well", cried the duke, "if you willblubber, I will give you something to cry for", and withdrawing his great, red, stiff, steaming cock, he drove at the other opening; and before the girl could prevent him, she had lost a second maidenhead, which she never bargained for, and which made her roar out murder, with all her might.

By and bye his grace came to a finish, and being now quite satiated, he damned her for a slut for making such a noise, and taking up his sword and hat, departed.

I met him on the stairs.

"I hope the girl gave your grace satisfaction", said I.

"Why yes, damne!" answered he, "she was a true virgin, no doubt, and here's the money I promised you."

He paused and then continued, "But I should have enjoyed her a deuced deal better if she had'nt blubbered all the while; tears disfigure the finest face, and besides they bore one dreadfully. Hand her over to a Mohawk or two, once and away, my dear Phoebe. After they have tipped her the lion once or twice, or made her "sweat", she will be more tractable. Yes, let her have a Mohawk. Good night."

And so saying, his grace stepped into his coach, and was driven off. And now, my dear madam, having given your good ladyship a sample of my ten rooms, and our proceedings here, I propose to send you some curious selections from the "correspondence branch" of our business.

The copies of these letters will give you a much better idea of the various leches of men than anything I can say, and will also prove to your ladyship that if the men are lewd, the women are sometimes quite as salacious.