In that Guac seemed to have forgot everything but his immediate problem – namely, cunt- stuffing my sister. I left him to his affairs and went on alone to arrange the two other men. Perceawant I gave to the nun and saw to it his own prick was erect. "' Tis a gentle hand indeed that touches me," said he, wishing to seize mine, but I eluded him. " Get your ass to quivering, buggress," he told his steed. " I' m entering your cunt. You can' t get away from me now. I' m not your husband. I' ve paid hard cash to lie with you and depucelate you, and so you' re my whore. Fuck, slut, and keep your ass in motion, that' s what I' ve paid for." Guac heard him; he came in directly and seized him by the throat.
" You' ve not fulfilled your end of the bargain, I need not fulfill mine. Get out of her, knave!"
" Yes, but I was to have embuggered her!" And he charged into the Carmelite' s ass despite the hail of blows Guac was showering upon him. The nun screamed like one of the damned.
By this time I was at my aunt' s bedside. I matched her with the massively outfitted Witerwell. He had contracted to embugger only, but the hot- blooded rascal he had beneath him herself directed his prick into her cunt. " Ah ha! So, wench, you' re not a virgin after all," he declared (to me, he supposed). " How is it you know so much about prick- management? Well then, whore, if you are experienced, fuck like someone who knows a little of the world. Fuck, do you hear? For I' ve paid your pimp of a husband!" As she replied in earnest to all his thrusts, he went on, saying, " Ah, she' s a whore, she is a whore, I say, she' s what the others left me," and as he discharged he pinched and slapped her. She protested and defended herself. " Into your mouth it goes, bleeding whore that you are," he said, drawing out of her cunt. " And if you don' t swallow my fuck to the last drop you' ll wish you had!"
Guac, having a moment ago driven out the nun' s brutal fucker, after he' d been allowed to embugger her, now heard the hub- bub in my aunt' s room and hastened thither. He apostrophized that unclean wretch Witenwell, gave him a powerful blow in the face. " You might at least wash yourself before sticking it in her mouth, dog! I never give my prick to be sucked, never, do you hear, without first washing it in rose water and soaking it in milk. Execrable bugger! You behave like that swine the Marquis de Sade. Are you trying to nauseate us all? You' ve broken the agreement, and you don' t deserve to spend another minute here."
" There are a hundred louis in my coat pocket," said Witerwell. " Take them in addition."
" Wash yourself. Here' s some rose water. Some milk' s over here. Well, my dearest, you' ll have to put up with whatever comes along. He' s got a hundred louis in his pocket, just as he says."
The old reprobate shouted like a lad of eighteen, enmouthed, embuggered, encunted, between- titted to his heart' s delight. " Ah, by Jesus! What a whore they' ve given me!" Guac wished for nothing more than to prove to him he' d not got the partner he imagined, and, when Witerwell was finished and dressed, Guac escorted him to the door, passing down a hallway and leading him straight past where I happened to be, fully clothed. It was as though he had seen a ghost, for I sprang out of sight. " Oh, I' ve been cheated!" the monster roared. " Damn my eyes, he gave me a whore instead of his wife!" He swore and cursed till he had stamped out of the house. While these scenes were in progress I was observing my young sister' s fuckery: The poor little thing was encunted, embuggered and enmouthed like the others by her paramour Witencon de la Cowillardiere, who did not pause before he had exhausted his last particle of strength. He adored me; what finally did for him was that, when he felt himself drained dry, he had Doucette suck his prick (priorly very thoroughly washed in warm water) and kiss his balls. Again, he niched his prick and balls between her bubs and in the cleft between her buttocks, then he had his gland given a further sucking, wherewith he did get somewhat of an erection and promptly popped his device in Doucette' s ass. He repeated this trick and, this last time, had a dry orgasm. He collapsed soon thereafter.
I called for Guac who pried him loose from Doucette' s ass. He was unconscious and in that state was borne to his carriage. Upon reaching home, liqueurs were given him in accordance with Guac' s instructions to his footmen. Alcohol revived the aged libertine. " Ah," he cried, opening his eyes, " I am still alive, and I wanted to die in that asshole! I' m still hard. Go fetch her here, bring her to me. I' ve got to stuff her again and… oh… oh… expire… oh-" and, indeed, he did expire.
" An heroic death!" Trait- d' Amour commented, and the whole company agreed it had been.
Madame Guac' s story continued. ' And that was how I passed the first night of my marriage. Guac was, upon his return, furious with lust. He wanted to embugger everyone in sight, then enmouth us; we disposed ourselves. He enmouthed me, embuggered my sister and cousin, encunted my aunt, who ached for a month from his huge prick' s effects and was furthermore impregnated thereby, and that probably was what prevented Fysistere from buying her too.
As for Guac, Madame Guac remains his mistress and his thick prick still fortifies me with its nourishing fuck. She' ll be encunted by him soon after she' s had her second child – he and Fysistere have agreed to that."
No one ever knew how the fiery man with the tail discovered that Guac had hired me out on my marriage night. He arrived in a towering rage; he demanded to know where I was. I was in bed – such was Guac' s reply. " I daresay," Fysistere muttered. " And a man has died of exhaustion in her arms."
" She spent the entire night attending to her duties," Guac explained, " but they were not lethal. Her cousin, the nun, having been somewhat wooed during the day, was attacked by her hysterics in the course of the night – she had a nightmare in which she fancied she was being fucked. I was summoned to her room; being unable to encunt her, I embuggered her instead. As for my wife, she' s asleep and you' ll be able to ascertain by the freshness of her cunt and asshole that she' s not been touched."
" We' ll have a look at the Carmelite to begin with."
" She too is sleeping." But they went in search of her.
Guac drew back her bedclothes and pulled up her nightgown without awakening her. She lay on her side, unable to rest on her back because of her smarting ass – it was in dreadful shape. " She looks rather bad to me. And her cunt?"
" It was less seriously maltreated. I strained it, but not gravely, by my vain efforts. After that she frigged herself."
" Now let' s see the bride." They came into my room. I believe I had mentioned I knit up the raveled sleeve of care with a little repose preceded by a bath. My cunt and my asshole were found so appetizing and pretty that Fysistere kissed them both, then he informed the good Guac that he had a secluded dwelling where he planned to sequester us, my sister, my cousin, and me, during the whole of the time we produced children for him. When he looked in upon Doucette he found her dressed; she enchanted him.
The next day he took the three of us away, saying that, until the time our pregnancies were well underway, no one would approach us and we would speak to no one save through a grilled window.
Fysistere is extremely wealthy; he feeds Guac to the tune of twenty thousand pounds a year. My father receives forty thousand for my sister and my cousin. After a good supper, in the evening he has us all lie in a wide bed and he climbs into our midst. He fucks me first, then my sister, lastly the Carmelite. Each of us gets two successive discharges between which he never decunts. Then he returns to me, goes next to my sister, and soon, in a word, we are each given eight shots a night, meaning that Fysistere fires twenty- four times. While he is fucking one, the two others excite him, one attending to his sensitive tail, the other to his equally sensitive balls. That' s how it was. We all three became pregnant simultaneously. He announced we were to have no more until we had given birth and finished nursing our offspring. He came here to Sens, he saw you, he fucked you, Madame, he married your eldest daughter, encunted your five other children, fucked your two nieces, got into your husband' s bastard, raped your two servants, and made every last one of you pregnant. An unusual man. During the time he was operating here, we gave birth, nursed, found ourselves in a case to start in again, and he has fetched us here and he is going to fuck us some more. You too ought to try to be free – available, that is to say – when we are gravid once more. That way we will be fucked alternately.