The Colonel's Nieces

CHAPTER NINE

“I hope that my lady will forgive me, if I have done the wrong thing.” Dorothy broke the shocked silence respectfully. But her behavior made it all too plain that she did not expect any punishment for what she had just done.

Dorothy was Julia's devoted chambermaid and constant companion. She had been the favorite prostitute of Count Gaston Saski who had hired her to serve Julia when he took the latter as his mistress. When Count Saski was forced to marry, as we have seen, and Julia subsequently married Don Jose de Corriero soon thereafter, she had kept Dorothy, who was the best housekeeper anyone could wish. Julia was always full of praise for her dear companion.

But this was something new! Dorothy had always been very discreet. As any good chambermaid, she was fully aware of her lady's private life. Obviously, she would never tell anyone about it, especially since Julia paid her handsomely.

“Now, Dorothy, would you please explain how you managed to get in here,” Julia asked. “In the first place, I thought that you were on your way to Paris, and in the second place, I am sure that I bolted the door of Madame Vaudrez' bedroom.”

“My business was taken care of sooner than I expected, and when I found the door bolted, and I heard the ladies having a good time, so to speak, I took the liberty of using the little secret door through the backstairs.”

“Oh, you little minx!”

Dorothy smiled.

“It happens to the best of us. It was pure coincidence that my affairs in Paris were settled so quickly, and I had honestly no intention of sneaking in the room. But I went, as I said, through the back door and, as Madame knows, in my profession I have to be able to be silent. And what I saw was so charming and attractive that I could not find the courage to leave discreetly. I watched the marvelous relationship between you and your sister but I also knew, from experience, that you, dear Madame were going to be left high and dry. Madame Vaudrez had spent so copiously and had come so often that I was afraid that she could not repay you for your services with similar passion. And therefore I decided that I would do it to you in her place.”

“My dear, I am very grateful for that,” said Julia, “but how could you do to me what you did? I am positive that I felt something penetrate inside me and it was definitely nothing female. I don't understand it.”

“It would be a pleasure if I could show the ladies the means I use to achieve my goals.”

“Oh, please… yes, do,” the two ladies exclaimed vivaciously.

Dorothy did not have to be told twice. She lifted her skirts high, up to her big breasts, and showed a gorgeous and firm belly. Around it was a corset which was held firmly in place with two straps around her huge white thighs. But most amazing was the contraption fixed to the corset. It was made out of resilient rubber and resembled a huge male member in a state of gorgeous erection.

“Ooh, how funny!” the ladies exclaimed.

“Wait a moment,” Julia said, “I distinctly felt a warm fluid squirting into me. The could not possibly have been produced by this lifeless instrument.”

“If Madame permits,” Dorothy continued, “may I point out these two containers. They resemble the balls of a man and can be filled with warm milk. When I feel that you are approaching a climax, I simply squeeze them, and squirt the warm milk into your belly. That way it produces a complete climax just as if it were a sex act between a man and a woman.”

“We forgive you for the intrusion, Dorothy,” Julia said.

“Madame is too good, and I swear that you can count upon my complete discretion. But if the ladies permit me to say something…. I cannot understand for the life of me that when a woman young, beautiful, rich and free, she wastes her time with artificial means. Actually I think that it is bad for one's health. And why should two ladies like you use such a last resort? Especially since it is so easy to get the real thing.”

“Please, Dorothy, you seem to forget completely that remarriage is a very serious business.”

“Marriage? Who said anything about marriage? My God, I would not dream of suggesting such a thing. No, no! No chains. Take a lover. Take a man to whom you can give yourself with body and soul as long as he pleases you and as long as he is charming!”

“But what would people say of such a steady stream of changing partners? They will excuse a more or less steady affair which looks like a marriage. I must admit that Count Saski was right; in proper society nobody is so indiscreet as to ask for a marriage certificate.”

“But what if you meet someone, and you believe you are in love with him, he gives you physical satisfaction, and it is pleasant to be near him. What if he turns out to be an unappetizing lout the next morning, or-even worse, what if he cannot physically live up to the promises he implies? Then you have to let him go, you are compromised in the eyes of your acquaintances, and all this because a lover did not live up to his expectations! These unpleasant situations can easily be avoided.”

“Dearest Dorothy, if you have found a remedy, please let me know about it. Because I must admit that I prefer the passionate embraces of a male above all the contrivances and fantasies we can think of.”

“And I,” interrupted Florentine, who was still enjoying her climax, have never found such tremendous ecstasy, not even in the arms of my beloved Cherub!”

“What?” Julia asked, surprised. “In the arm of Cherub?”

“Yes, yes,” Florentine answered, mad at herself for the slip of the tongue she had just made.

“But he is only three years old!”

“Obviously I am not talking about the child, but about his father… the probable one!”

“About his father! Poor old George… you call him Cherub?” Julia burst out in uncontrollable laughter. Dorothy spoke up.

“Believe me, ladies, take my word for it. A lover is much better than repeating what we have done this afternoon. I know that it destroys your health when you do it often enough.”

“Nonsense! What on earth could be the difference?”

“It has a tremendous effect upon the nervous system. And I know what I am talking about, because I have successfully completed my training as midwife and nurse. As a matter of fact, I was one of the best students in the school.”

“I don't want to pry into your private affairs, Dorothy, but I happen to know that my former lover, the Count Saski, considered you one of the best and most accomplished inmates of the house of Madam Lucy. And we both know that if it weren't for the affection I feel for you, you wouldn't even be a chambermaid. Then, tell me-how come you are a chambermaid today?”

“Because I was stupid and young, and through a scandal in which I unwittingly played the main role, I was expelled from school.”

“Please, tell us about it, Dorothy.”

“It's a pleasure, if the ladies are interested. It is now so long ago that it does not any longer hurt me, and the story really is not long.

“I had a lover to whom I was very much devoted. He, too, was a student at the school. I also had another one. I was not in love with him, though I liked him very much. And, he could do me a lot of good, because he was one of the teachers at the institution.

“One night I went with Marcel, my lover- the student-to Bullier, who had one of the most famous dance halls in Paris. 'The Hall of Lilacs.' I danced with various people and had a marvelous time. Marcel, however, did not do anything but drink, and he became very obnoxious. I wanted to go home to avoid a scandal, but he refused to accompany me. Frankly, he was barely able to stand up straight. So I decided to leave him alone with his bottle, and go home alone. Unfortunately, I completely forgot that he had a second key to my apartment.

“I had barely walked fifty feet on the boulevard when I met Paul, my teacher.”

“'Where are you going?'

“'Home.'

“That's very stupid of a young girl to go dancing alone,' he scolded, 'I'll walk you to your apartment.' Obviously, he wanted to come in, and we began to kiss and neck. He put me on the bed, undressed me, spread my thighs and tried to enter me.

“The dancing had excited me, and I allowed him to push his wonderful penis into my cunt. The joy was ecstatic and the release of my pent-up emotions was so great that I grasped his huge prick and helped him plunge it into my cunt.

“'Darling, darling,' I panted. 'Fuck me, fuck me until I bust. I am dying to have a terrible big fuck. I must feel your whole big thing in me. See if you can get your balls in, too.'

“He fucked me till my head whirled, till I almost swooned, and when I finally came, it was as if the whole universe had fallen upon me. He, too, came with a series of tremendous spurts, and finally we fell asleep.

“Early in the morning I heard a light noise. Someone was trying to open the front door. Then I heard footsteps in the living room. It was Marcel, who had come over to apologize.

“I did not dare to move, and since he could not wake me out of my pretended slumber, he undressed, slipped into the bed and fell soundly asleep. After all, he had enough wine in him to guarantee that he would not wake up soon. Paul, who was exhausted by our love bout, also slept very soundly.

“The only one who could not sleep was I. To sleep between these two men was anything but pleasant. I did not know what to do. Both would be furious upon awakening. I was sure to lose Marcel's love, and I was equally as sure that my grades for the upcoming examinations would suffer; because Paul would not be too pleased, either. In short, I panicked. I got up out of the bed quietly, packed my belongings in two suitcases, dressed quickly, and left the apartment.

“Early that morning, Marcel, who thought that I was sleeping next to him, wanted to make up and grabbed for my hidden charms. Paul, who at first thought that I wanted to be nice to him again, allowed the intimacy and reciprocated. You can imagine that he swore up a storm when he discovered a huge penis instead of my sweet little cunny. Both men got into a fight and — I heard this later from one of the my neighbors-accused one another of being fairies, sodomites and queers.

“It did not become a matter for the police, however, because when the men cooled down a little, they could surmise what had happened. The whole affair became known throughout the Latin Quarter, professor and student became the laughingstock at school, and the end result was that I was expelled from school.

“Madam Lucy, who ran a house of prostitution, offered me a job. The girls in her establishment were not the run-of-the-mill whores, and she thought that I would make a valuable contribution to her house. That is how I came to know Count Saski. I still see Madam Lucy from time to time; she runs a very exclusive salon, and it is only upon recommendation that she allows her guests to enter.

“And that, my dear ladies, is the reason why I am now in your service instead of having my own consultation room, horses and carriages, my own home and a considerable income like so many of my former schoolmates.”

“Well, Dorothy, if I were you I would not lose courage. After all, there is still a possibility for you to make a lot of money, because I can promise you that Florentine and I will show our gratitude if you succeed in arranging our plans for the Rue Charles V. Am I right Florentine?”

“Absolutely! I would love to try this experiment together with you. But, dear little sister, under one condition only. That both of us from time to time… like today, I mean… is that all right with you?”

Julia kissed her sister tenderly.

Dorothy helped her mistress and Madame Vaudrez with their toilet and nobody would have guessed an hour later, when the two ladies received guests in their salon, that they had so completely given themselves to voluptuous pleasures.