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began to tremble as he closed up against my posteriors,
whereupon he spoke soothingly to me. This did not overcome
my apprehension, however, and it was with great misgivings
that I felt his organ beating at my stem for admittance. I am
sure he could never have affected an entrance had it not been
for the pomade, and as it was I felt as if I were being split
open. I cried out to him to stop, but he paid no heed, and it
seemed as if a bar of hot iron were being forced into me.
Once the head of his cock had gained the interior of my
orifice, however, the enormous strain eased a little, and as he
commenced to thrust, I became more accustomed to the
sensation. More than once, nevertheless, I had to bite my lip
in order to repress a cry under the stress of his pushes, but
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when he put his hands round my loins and held my privates
this helped to soften my emotions, and I forced myself to
bear up. Fortunately, his operations were not very long in
bringing him to a finish, and after three or four minutes he
gave a few final quick shoves and then sank down motionless
upon me, while I experienced a new but decidedly pleasant
sensation as he discharged violently inside my bottom,
sending a warm glow all over me, while the flow of the hot
liquid acted as an effectual emollient and immediately
relieved the previous wellnigh intolerable tightness. Shortly
after this, he drew out his member, making a sound
something like the pulling of a cork as he did so; and when he
had wiped both me and himself carefully, he bestowed a kiss
on each cheek of my bottom, and said with a smile, as I rose
up, 'You have fulfilled your part well; so admirably, indeed,
that I feel it is I who am now indebted to you. Let me assist
you to dress now.' He performed his duty so expertly that I
was fain to confess, when he had finished, that my
appearance had not changed for the worse I looked almost
as well as when Marie had superintended my toilet.
"Monseigneur rang for his carriage to come for me, and
while we waited he conversed most affably. 'I have no need
to feel disappointment at the mistake I made in the
beginning,' he said. 'You have afforded me much enjoyment.
Really! It is a fortunate thing for the sex that you are not a
girl. As it is, you are quite charming; had you been a woman
you would have been irresistible and I fear, also, that in
such a case you would have made many enemies among your
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kind, for women are jealous creatures, so I think you are
much happier as you are.'
"Going to his dressing-table, he took up a magnificent gold
watch, and, returning to me, said, 'Remember, if ever I can
be of service to you, I shall always be at your disposition.
Keep this trifling souvenir in memory of-', but I have given
my word of honour not to disclose his name, which at that
moment I heard for the first time; I can only tell you that he
who addressed me was none other than one of the princes of
the royal house of France.
"At length a footman appeared to announce that the
carriage was at the door. Monseigneur led me downstairs,
and, himself accompanied me to the Avenue Roche, on the
way exacting from me a sacred promise that no one except
Cecile should ever know the exact circumstances of the
evening. As I bade farewell to him on alighting, he said, 'Pray
pay my respects to Madame la Duchesse, and tell her that I
will personally offer my apologies at the earliest opportunity
for any inconvenience I may have caused her.' And then, in a
louder voice, that the servant might hear, but with just a
suspicion of a twinkle in his eyes, 'Mademoiselle, I am your
humble servant. Until our next meeting, adieu.' 'Au revoir,
monseigneur," I murmured softly, and, with a low bow, he
turned and re-entered, the vehicle, while I passed on into the
house and made my way to Cecile's rooms.
"On entering her boudoir, I found her lying on a couch,
weeping in great distress, while Marie chafed her hands and
held a bottle of smelling-salts to her nose. The maid was the
first to notice my entrance, and on seeing me she
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