Tableaux Vivants

MOUNTED IN SILVER, OR THE LEUCADIAN LEAP

Blanche de Beauvoir to the Marquise de la Galissiere.

MADAME,

“I saw you yesterday at the Italian Opera. I love you.”

The Marquise de la Galissiere to Mademoiselle Blanche de Beauvoir.

“Mademoiselle,

“I received a strange letter from you yesterday. It is certainly a mystery. Explain yourself.”

Blanche to the Marquise.

“If you ask me to explain myself it is because you have understood me with half a word. Ah well, yes! I love you, I desire you; my eyes eagerly devoured you the day before yesterday. Are you above the prejudice which rejects the sweetest and most solid of pleasures? The sweetest because it is forbidden fruit, the most solid because it is the only one durable. Is it true that you have slept with the Princess Edwige? I am as apt as she.”

The Marquise to Blanche.

“Are you silent as the grave?”

Blanche to the Marquise.

“Silent as the grave, burning as flame.”

The Marquise to Blanche.

“When I used to visit the Princess Edwige I found with her a handsome cavalier to put the finish to our interview when we were tired of chatting together. With three, the time slips along more sweetly.”

Blanche to the Marquise.

“I will do what is necessary to extinguish the fire I have kindled. I will procure this handsome cavalier, Marquise of my heart. Till tomorrow.”

The Marquise to Blanche.

“But he must not show himself until we call him.”

“You see,” said Blanche, who had sent for me, after she had related her story, “she has still some shame. My dear, do you know, this is my only ambition! To gamahuche a lady of fashion!”

Excuse me, fair reader, the handsome cavalier which this madcap Blanche was going to offer to the Marquise was your humble servant.

I found Blanche at her toilette, and I can tell you that it was one of great nicety, in which I aided her to the best of my ability. It was I who covered her with essences, and with poudre a la marechale. You know that she is a fine girl, white, fair, and rounded in form. The two of us were together, I making some drops of eau de Portugal roll down her golden-haired mount, she receiving this libation with a feverish impatience. I wanted to take some liberties. She stopped me.

“Let us both preserve our strength,” she said to me.

The waiting-maid entered, carrying a sealed parcel addressed to Blanche. We eagerly opened it. The packet contained a superb dildo in a silver case bearing Royal arms, with this inscription engraved, “Edwige to her angel.”

Whilst we were admiring this curious article, a carriage stopped in front of the house. Blanche bustled me into a room adjoining her boudoir.

“I will introduce thee when it is time,” she cried.

“Eh, morbleu! why not at once?” and I started shaking the door, but she had firmly bolted it. I tried to peep through the key-hole-I could see nothing; but I heard.

I heard whisperings, kisses, the duckings of amorous hens, a froufrou of dresses slipping to the ground, light boots thrown to a distance, then a silence.

“Stark naked, stark naked!” cried Blanche. “Ah! I hold thee, Marquise!”

“Call me whore!” said the great lady.

“Oh, the pretty bibi!”

“Ah! the lovely coynte!”

The sofa groaned. Then there were sighs, furious yells. Suddenly there was an interruption caused by Blanche, who coughed, spat, and choked.

“Dear angel,” said the Marquise, “what is it then? One of my hairs in thy throat?”

“One has never seen such long ones! Ah, here it is!”

And the sighs began again.

“My love,” cried the Marquise, “the man, is he here?”

The door opened. What a spectacle!

Blanche, naked as a savage queen, led me forward. I saw her accomplice stretched on the sofa, in the same costume of nature, her body marked all over with kisses and bitings, her thighs widely opened, her flanks agitated with convulsive thrillings, her head thrown back on the cushions, and her face covered with a handkerchief.

“Blanche,” she murmured, “I can do no more; let him come.”

Parbleu! I came. These abundant thighs and the black bush half-opened, all this transported me with a sacred fury. I sprang on the sofa, I encoynted the fair one. At the first stroke which she returned me, the handkerchief fell.

“My cousin la Galissiere!”

“My cousin de la Brulaye!”

“Ah! so much the worse! I–I am feeling it!”

“I dis-I discharge!”

The spasm had seized us both like a flash of lightning, and spared us the embarrassment of so strange a meeting.

“Then you have kissed me, my cousin.”

“Then I have futtered you, my cousin.”

Blanche fairly writhed with laughter.

“They are relations!” she cried. “They are relations!”

However, the Marquise, in a languishing voice, asked Blanche where the Princess's dildo was. Blanche brought forward the monster in triumph, and at a sign from her accomplice, fastened it round her loins; then she wanted to put it into the Marquise.

But she was not amused with games so simple! She made Blanche lie on the sofa, and straddled across her resolutely. The enormous dildo did not enter without making her groan; but it did enter at last. The Marquise then, addressing herself to me, said, “My cousin, take what remains for you.”

That which remained for me was her backside.

I accommodated myself to it, as you may well imagine. The entrails into which I was going to penetrate were those of my own family! As I presented myself a little brusquely, my cousin stopped me by a well-applied blow of her satin crupper.

“Do you only know how to commit sodomy?” she said to me. “Ah, Richard! the skill is not to push to the very end. There is at the entrance a muscle, a ring which closes-”

“Yes, the sphincter,” I replied.

“And it is the pressure of this which will give you pleasure! It is this which will make you feel delicious contractions. Do not thrust right in, don't thrust right in!”

“Ah!” cried Blanche, “what a woman! How she knows everything!”

Who would have told me that I should receive lessons in Socraticism from my cousin la Galissiere! I obeyed her instructions-I placed myself just within the sphincter. She caused me to feel these divine contractions!

“Do you see? This is the kiss of the backside!” she said to me.