"Help!" said the lady in a whisper. "Help!"
"Help is near," I replied, "so near indeed that you may even put your hand upon it!"
"Where?" she whispered again with a low laugh, reaching forth a white hand from the bed.
"Here," I answered, as I placed it upon my member.
"Ah, that is help indeed!" said my lady passing her dainty fingers rapidly up and down the length of the column which reared its head in full majesty under her lascivious and evidently practised touch. "And now, kind and generous stranger," she went on, "you shall have your reward for your disinterested conduct, and I-unless this magnificent weapon greatly belies his shape and proportions-my compensation for a night of terror. How nobly erect he stands! How inviting is his coral head! so close to my lips too, that I could almost find it in my heart-but no! that must be for another time-"
I ventured to remind her that there was no time like the present, but she went on as if not hearing me.
"And now, my dear preserver, I will light another candle, lock the door, remove this superfluous garment of mine whilst you also undress yourself, and then you shall lie between my legs and your Satanic Majesty's most royal sceptre shall push its amorous way into my womb."
Almost before the words were out of her mouth I had stripped myself to the skin, and the lovely girl being by this time in a similar condition, I flung myself upon her naked body and bearing her gently but most firmly down upon the edge of the bed I slid between her widely open thighs, and as she crossed her legs tightly round my buttocks I raked her with long, powerful and deeply penetrating strokes, each one of which was accurately responded to by an answering heave of her charming bottom until the tide of love broke its bounds and I lay glued upon her bosom in a spasm of unutterable rapture.
Did I attempt to recount the number of times our pleasures were renewed that night I should fear to be regarded as a species of erotic Baron Munchausen. I will therefore confine myself to saying that dawn was on the point of breaking as I glided from the mansion and made my way home.
My new mistress was, I had already divined, the wife of a rich and vulgar tradesman whose only merit consisted in his wealth.
Mrs. Finch-that was her name-was admirably formed by nature both for love and intrigue. Long ere we parted we had given each other our confidence and provided a plan for a continuance of our intrigue.
It was settled that I was to visit her during the day and that I was to present myself to the servants as Count Stophet. All this, of course, was to cost money; for to appear like a count one must dress like a count and fee servants like a count-and to do either of these things was somewhat beyond my income. My sweet mistress understood this matter at once and forced upon me a two hundred pound note.
"Take it," she smilingly persisted, in spite of my remonstrance; "it is every thing to you at present but a mere nothing to me. My husband has plenty and lavishes it upon me like dirt. One of these days you may yourself be rich, and then, if you insist upon it, you can return it to me."
I had, then, no other resource than to accept the money as a boon.
Having repaid my charming friend with another warm embrace for her generosity and promised to visit and comfort her as frequently as possible, I tore myself away, as I have already said, as dawn was on the point of breaking and I steered for home. As I threw myself on my bed I could not help thanking my stars for bringing Delia's old protector so unexpectedly home, since his coming, if it had for the time being robbed me of one mistress, had provided me with another.
I slept that day away and forgot (so much was I infatuated with my new mistress) that there was such a creature as either Emma or the lovely, though jealous Bessy, in the world.
In the evening I repaired to a tailor's and provided myself with a suit in every way worthy of a count; and having satisfied myself that my appearance was equal to that of the finest lord in London, I returned to my lodging to impatiently count the hours when I was to present myself to my new mistress.
While ascending to my room I encountered Bessy upon the stairs and made her a gracious bow. She returned it slightly and blushed as I swept past her. There was an air of surprise, too, upon her features, as she furtively regarded the splendour of my appearance.
"Good!" thought I. "If Bessy is surprised at the elegance of my ensemble, what will be the effect of it upon Mrs. Finch?"
About two on the following day I left my lodgings and taking a carriage proceeded to the Finches. As I announced my name to the porter, the effect was electrical. He bowed himself to the very floor, and a moment later I was ushered with much ceremony into the drawing room. There were two ladies there, in waiting to receive meMrs. Finch, and a widowed friend of hers, the Marchioness of Simplan, to whom my charming mistress introduced me in due form.
An hour passed away very pleasantly when another visitor was announced-Lord Glozy, a young, tolerably handsome and carefully dressed fellow, who eyed me at first with considerable coldness, which however wore away ere we had been half an hour in company.
The young lord appeared to have met the marchioness at the Finches more by appointment than design, although his efforts to make an impression upon the young and elegant widow, as it seemed to me, were entirely thrown away. The marchioness seldom took her eyes off me and gave me to understand in more ways than one that she was pleased with me and would have no objection to a more intimate acquaintance. In less than an hour she took her departure with Lord Glozy and I was left alone with my charming mistress.
"You are handsome enough for me to eat you!" cried she, throwing herself into my arms.
"You Batter me!"
"No. If you are not a count, you ought to be. One thing, however, is certain-I would not give you up for all the counts in the world!"
There was a languishing light in her dark eyes which could not be mistaken.
"Which is the way to your boudoir?" said I, embracing her.
"I'll show you," she answered, taking me by the hand. We passed unseen up to the second floor and thence into an apartment which led to the bower of love.
My charmer trembled with anticipative joy to such a degree that she came near falling, to prevent which I raised her in my arms and bore her to the couch, on which she lay, panting like one in ecstasy. A moment later she drew me towards her and whispering, "I have not forgotten my promise," began to unbutton my clothes, with her own delicate fingers released my member and, fastening her fresh cool lips upon the acorn, gave a little sigh of delight and buried it in her eager mouth.
Her skill in this incomparable pastime proved to be of a high order, and after she had experienced the penetrative quality of my tongue in the corresponding part of her person we warmly congratulated each other upon our mutual addiction to this form of erotic amusement, of which we proceeded to give practical evidence by gama-huching one another in every position which our inflamed desires suggested.
A fortnight flew by, and not a day passed without witnessing fresh evidences of love on thepart of my charming mistress and myself.
Meanwhile the marchioness had contrived during her visits, which had become almost as frequent as my own, to let me know that a visit to her home in Grosvenor Square would be duly appreciated; and as I was by this time getting somewhat satiated with Mrs. Finch, I determined to pay the other lady a visit.
The marchioness was young, pretty and plump, and she received me very graciously. I sought no favours from her till our third interview when, after a little pretended resistance, she allowed me to give her, on the sofa in the drawing room, an evidence of my manly powers. From that hour we might be said to have become artists in love matters-it became with us a study in which position we could best partake of it in order to obtain from it the greatest amount of rapture and delight. The marchioness was no novice either in love or intrigue, and she soon taught me that she understood these affairs as well as I could teach her.