Caroline, from her vantage point at the door, eagerly listened for Marie's further disclosures. This tale of rape and persecution had held her spellbound and she hardly dared draw breath. She hoped she would be permitted to hear the tale to its conclusion, without interruption.
“Well, to go on,” continued Marie, “the old man continued, at intervals, to strike me upon the nipples. He seemed to enjoy my struggles to free myself from the iron grip of the brutal maid and seemed to take a fiendish delight in my agony. Pulling up my skirts, he next attempted to force his hand between my tightly clenched thighs. Determined to make what resistance I could to his foul attempts, I tightly clenched my legs together, kicking out viciously with my feet in an effort to forestall him. But with the maid twisting my arm cruelly and the old monster simultaneously violently pinching the bare flesh of my naked thighs, I was forced to relax my legs and permit his probing hand to dart within, where it immediately started to finger and titillate the still-moist crevice of my sex.
“You may be sure, sir, that after just having received a dose of his foul excretion, I did not relish the manipulations of his fingers as he distended and probed my quivering parts, but after all I am only human, and it was not long before I was beginning to have my passions again aroused by the manipulations, the soft teasing motions of his finger within my slit, rubbing gently upon mat bulge of feeling; the fleshy button soon throbbed and leaped and-I am ashamed to say-I was again in the throes of feminine desire!
“The tight grip of the muscular maid upon my arm was now unheeded; I was unable to feel it, and she, being a woman and knowing the sensations that the man's fingers must be engendering, allowed her hold to relax. My thighs were now open and widened to their fullest extent, my lower belly pushed far forward to receive his nervous touchings, and I lay back on the couch and gave myself up to that womanly ecstasy of passion!
“Wiggling and twisting my buttocks about, I felt as though I was about to reach my climax, when suddenly removing his finger, he slipped to the floor upon his knees and applied to my heated and salacious slit-oh, sir, I am ashamed to say this-he applied his hot, moist lips to my center of lust! This was something new and unheard of to me-an electric shock ran through my system-the intense passion that I felt at the touch of his lips caused me to cry out nervously; the tip of his tongue roamed searchingly about the nervous tissues of that center of pleasure; his tongue slipped between the lips of my heated crevice, causing me to shudder and writhe in heavenly pleasure! I groaned; I twisted; I squirmed about; my legs tightened on his head, clasping it tightly between my naked thighs, and as his busy lips and tongue titillated and inflamed my sexual parts, I knew that in an instant I should pour forth my charge of womanly dew!
“His tongue, burning like a flame, seemed to reach into and lick my very heart of hearts! Never before had I experienced such marvelous sensations! I was almost overcome in passion; the room spun around in circles and everything seemed to be going black before my eyes as I gave down my balm. I felt the grip of the maid on my arm; it was cruelly twisted about, causing an excruciating pain that almost overcame the lovely sensations I was enjoying in my lower parts.
“'Give down! Give down!' the maid whispered in my ear. 'Give it to him now! Hurry!”
“'Oh, I am giving down-I am coming-I am coming!' I almost screamed as the vile creature twisted my aching and almost paralyzed arm.
“'No, no, you fool!' she hissed into my ear. 'He wants you to give down to him-piss, you fool! Piss!'
“Oh, my lord, I am overcome with shame at the thought-I bum with modesty when I remember the vile things whispered into my ear by the now highly excited maid. The besotted old wretch of a satyr! The filthy, degraded monster! It seemed to me he was so worn out by his life of dissipation he was not satisfied with normal methods-I must micturate into his gaping throat. I blush at the thought of such animallike practices.”
Roxboro was madly excited at this glowing description of these perverted practices. “Go on, Marie, go on. What did you do? Tell me!”
“What could I do?” asked Marie-. “Forced by the pressure of the maid's arm, twisting my wrist until I was sure it would break, I sought to vent that sparkling stream-but alas, to no avail. The pulsating tongue of my seducer, lapping at my sexual membranes, causing them to open and close to each other due to the emotional crisis frustrated my attempts! Were I to die otherwise, I seemed helpless to pass the golden liquor he so much desired. I moaned from the pain of the twisting given to my arm and finally, nearly overcome, I cried: 'His tongue! His tongue! I simply cannot so long as he moves his tongue!'
“The old man, hearing my objection, ceased the thrusts and caresses of his burning member in its convolutions in my burning and throbbing sheath and I, using every exertion and power of will and determination at my command, spurted forth in a burning stream, into his eager mouth, a flood of urine pouring from my uterus. I vented and vented, the liquor pouring from my parts; so long was it since I had last answered the call of nature, that had I willed it, I could not have stopped the flow!
“I felt the liquid seep into my stockings and dress, and finally, with a lost convulsive spurt, entirely emptied my bladder. The old dandy had evidently not removed his tongue and lips from the moist resting place, and immediately upon the cessation of my spurts, his wiggling tongue once more titillated the soaking folds of my sexual groove, bringing new life to my being. Finally, with many twists and claspings of my thighs about his fevered head, I gave a long, drawn groan and beshowered his lips with another cargo of sweets, until shaking and trembling like a leaf in the wind, I was allowed to lie back in a half fainting condition upon the couch.
“Lying for a moment in the sweet, sensuous daze that overcomes all upon the conclusion of the ejaculation of love's tender potions, I felt myself being lifted bodily from the couch; my attire was unbuttoned and removed, and, naked as the day upon which I entered this world, I was thrown, a sodden mass, upon the large soft featherbed.
“My senses returning, I lifted my head and saw that my ravisher, assisted by the maid, had banished his own garments and stood at the edge of the bed, as naked as I, the straggly hair on his chest revolting my eyes; his huge staff once more stood forth as though to menace my pouting and wet slit that lay before it.
“He sprang into the bed with an agility that was surprising in one of his years; roughly throwing me upon my back and leaping heavily astride my bare form, he fastened the lips that had so recently titillated my sexual parts upon my own, and seemed to endeavor, in a sucking kiss, to draw from me the little breath that still remained in my body! Grasping my naked breasts in his hands, he cruelly compressed their soft substance to a fearful degree. I saw that this fiend was deep in the throes of sexual passion, and that he was determined to ravish me still further. Although he was repugnant to me, I knew resistance would only bring me more torture, so as his machine banged against my naked thighs and belly, as if blindly searching for the moist entrance, I spread wide my thighs, thinking that by making entrance easy, I would save further tortures such as I had hitherto undergone!
“In spite of my tempting attitude, however, lying as I was, widely outspread, my nature held open for the entrance of his raging tool, he only dallied about, pinching and striking me here and there, biting me with cruel little nips, the infliction of which seemed to amuse him mightily. My breasts, my belly, my armpits, my neck and cheeks-all came in for their share of this tormenting caressing, and finally, the nips causing me to give vent to agonized cries of pain, I threshed about, determined to force him to either pierce me or allow me to rise.