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When Emilie had concluded her narrative, there was a little hesitation among us, her circle of listeners, as to whether we should have another story from some other of the party, or whether we should adjourn. My aunt, the Lady Abbess, was decidedly in favor of the latter. She seemed to think that although the ladies present, nuns, novices and visitors - might be inclined to listen to such stories all the afternoon (for, of course, it was now pretty far advanced), the health and good looks of the girls under her charge would be better promoted by their retiring or amusing themselves by walking in the garden until supper time. For this purpose, she requested Adele to convey her commands to her housekeeper, or a lay sister who acted in that capacity, to provide a good supper for the young ladies present in the sitting room, appropriated from the novices and young lady boarders. Then she and my mother withdrew to her chamber.
Father Eustace invited me to follow him to a comfortable room, which he called a "cell," that was appropriated for his use whenever his duty or his pleasure, or both, required him to take up his residence at the convent. This apartment seemed at first view very commonly furnished, but a further inspection showed it was only so outwardly.
The bed, which was covered with a grass rug, was large and warm and soft; the elbow chair, which was clumsy and ugly to look at, was a very easy one to sit in; and though there was no carpet on the floor, a thick soft mat served the purpose as well or even better. On the walls of the room, ostentatiously displayed among pictures of saints and angels, were a coarse hair shirt and a knotted whip. In a private drawer, which his reverence unlocked for me, was a supple rod of birch twigs, and some straps and buckles lying among a lot of colored pictures of the most licentious and lust-exciting character. I could easily guess that the Holy Father made much more frequent and agreeable use of his concealed property than that which was openly displayed. There was a portable bath in the room, which he recommended me to use, saying that there was nothing like it for promoting the restoration of one's cock. "Dash plenty of cold water over your rump and private parts, my son," said he. "The more your cock shrinks up from the chilling treatment, the more ready will it be to stand erect when called upon.
And you really have done very good work today ... as much, I think, as I could have done in my very best days, and I was very celebrated among my penitents, rather a favorite confessor, I flatter myself. Let me see! You fucked Emilie first thing this morning, then you and she worked on Louise's feelings until she was silly enough to let you take her maidenhead. Then there was that abominable imposition upon sister Agnes that was partly my Lady Agatha's doings. If I had thought that was anything of that kind going on in that quarter, I would have spoken to you about it beforehand, Master Auguste, for I had intended to have the gratification of taking that young lady's virginity myself; there's a racy and piquant feeling in breaking into the sanctuary of a piously disposed prudish girl like Agnes. Tell me, did she make a good fuck? Did she wriggle her rump well about?"
I explained to him that we were obliged to strap her to the bedpost at first, but that when my ready attendants perceived that she appreciated the amusement, they set her legs free, and then she became very active and quite excited.
"Ah! so I should have thought. She has very fine buttocks," added he in a musing tone. "You buggered her very nicely this afternoon; I was not so busily engaged serving your magnificent mother with the same sauce that I didn't have time to notice. It was a very creditable performance indeed," continued he, nodding his head with approbation, "particularly in a couple of novices. Well, let me see, that makes three, or rather I should say four, if you count the rump performance. By the way, you fucked Adele mare fashion, didn't you? And she was giving her Mother Superior satisfaction with a dildo.
Well that makes five. Good enough, young gentleman, for one day. But I would not recommend you, my son, to look too much at those charming pictures. They are beginning to make your cock stand again, already! Really, you are a very fine boy, and exactly what I was like at your age."
These remarks were produced by my examining the collection of lascivious pictures, while I was industriously rubbing myself with a coarse towel. The two stimulants together were certainly producing the effect that my spiritual (and real) father had noticed. I told him to never mind appearances, that I should be all right after supper, but at the same time, I asked him if he could not from his secret stores produce some tonic to stimulate the appetite, as I did not feel very strong in that particular. He smilingly replied that he had everything in his cell that could contribute to man's comfort, except a woman, and that he could have that for the asking. So saying, he produced a small bottle, and mixing a spoonful of its contents with an equal quantity of wine, bade me drink it. The draught was slightly bitter but not unpalatable. The effect was undeniable, and perceptible in the short space of ten minutes.
"You are right, my son," remarked the monk in reply to my expressions of approval, "it is a most valuable restorative, and I have found it most useful as a stimulant. The secret was confided to me by an apothecary to his late Majesty who found it of great benefit in restoring his worn out energies, and in exciting sensual desires in the minds of virtuous young ladies for whom he designed the honor of a real fucking. As a page of honor to his Majesty, I saw a good deal of that kind of thing, and if I had confined myself to merely seeing, I should not now be a monk. But alas! Temptation overcame prudence, and one day I committed myself seriously. I need not tell you, my son, that even the ordinary footmen of ladies of quality see a good deal of the private life of the families with whom they are domesticated; what then must be the opportunities of a favored page of a king's be among the ladies of his Majesty's court?
"Now among the king's favorites there were a great many still untouched, waiting for the happy time to arrive when they would be honored by making the acquaintance of the royal cock. Among these was a certain young lady of high family. Julie St. Roche, whom I could not help fancying often cast a longing eye upon the handsome page, namely myself and I was speedily convinced of it. It happened thus.
"The king was giving a court ball at which all the handsome ladies were expected to be present, and he selected among his favorites those of high family who would not shock the aristocratic feeling of the nobility who would be present. You will understand that morality, or modesty, or virtue, were trifles of no consequence at all. He selected me to be the bearer of his commands to such of his pets as lived out of Paris at his country home. Among others, I carried a message to Mademoiselle St. Roche.
"Glad of a change of scene, and, moreover, of a ball with all its attendant fine dresses, music and voluptuous dances, Julie was in ecstasy; she showed it by kissing me over and over again as the bearer of such good news. There was only one other young lady present - Mademoiselle La Fontaine. She was equally delighted but more prudent, saying, 'Mind what you are doing, Julie, kissing that young fellow! Recollect that he is something more than a boy, as perhaps he will show you if you excite his manly propensities!'
"At this, Julie only blushed and laughed, and said that her friend was a prude. She insisted that I was a boy and only a boy, and so young that I could not possibly do any mischief.
"'Maybe so,' said the other young lady who retired, remarking that we go to her wardrobe to look for a suitable ball dress. The moment her back was turned, I considered that I ought, in common gratitude, to return Julie some of the kisses she had given me, which I did with such head and force as to inspire her with a greater respect for my manly powers than she professed to have had previously. Then I told her that I believed his Majesty desired some sensual honor on the coming occasion. On hearing this, she colored up, and asked me in the same breath what I meant, and how I knew. I informed her that I had been waiting at table at a private supper, which my master had given to old Madame Desart, whom Julie well knew, as she had been the means of introducing her to the king. His Majesty was consulting this elderly procuress as to the different charms and capabilities of the untried ladies of his seraglio, and she had strongly recommended Mademoiselle St. Roche.
"'Indeed, sweet lady,' said I, 'she spoke so rapturously of your various charms, of your beautiful white bosom, of your long well-shaped legs, of your round white rump and of the virgin treasure you cherish between your milk white thighs, that she quite raised my curiosity as well as the king's.'
"'Indeed, Master Eustace,' said she, 'and what do you think he will do to me?'
"'I know,' said I.
"'You do?' she exclaimed in surprise. 'How?'
"'I was on duty in the ante-chamber the first time he had an interview with Mademoiselle La Fontaine, the young lady who has just left the room. I peeped through the curtain that overhung the door, and I saw...'
"'What?' eagerly asked my fair companion. 'Dear Eustace, do tell me!'
"'In this wicked world, fair lady,' I replied, 'one never gives anything for nothing. But I will tell you all about the pretty spectacle I witnessed if you will permit me to have one peep at those magnificent charms which Madam Desart so enthusiastically described.'
"'Pages are always saucy,' replied the laughing girl, 'but you are such a child that I suppose there will be no great harm in your having one peep; but recollect, sir, if you please, that it is only to be peeping, not handling.'
"'Oh, of course not, beautiful Julie,' said I. With that, as she was standing up, I went down on one knee and raised the wide spreading flounces of her dress. I began to lift up the undergarments. One of the great charms of my investigation was that since these treasured ladies were liable at any time to receive his Majesty's embraces, they were always dressed to perfection as to their petticoats and chemises. In the present case, I first of all viewed a vista of long white silk stocking, leading to a splendid regalia of creamy thighs and rump. I pulled the thighs and cheeks of her posteriors apart, rather roughly I fear (so much for not handling), and began kissing, licking, and sucking her brown-haired cunt with all the passionate ardor of a seventeen-year old.
She liked it, I'm sure, for she not only made no resistance, but opened her thighs and stooped a little so that I had a fair chance to insert my finger into her charming orifice.
"Of a sudden she exclaimed, 'Stop, dear Eustace, I hear somebody coming!' Instantly, but most unwillingly, I emerged from my delightful hiding place and placed myself in a respectful attitude while she sat down, looking as innocent as she could. The somebody, whoever it was, walked past the door however, without even looking in, and then we breathed more freely.
"'And now, Eustace,' said the lovely girl, 'since you have had your inspection, and a taste too, I should think, you are bound to tell me what you saw his gracious Majesty doing to my friend La Fontaine.'
"'Certainly, Mademoiselle,' I replied. 'Only promise me not to be vexed with me if, in my description and illustrations, I shock your notions of delicacy.'
"'Oh, certainly not!' replied she.
"'Very well, then,' replied I. 'The first thing his Majesty did was demand my assistance in taking down his royal breeches and bringing to view his sacred tool, thus,' said I, suiting the action to the word and allowing my own garments to disclose to the astonished Julie a very respectfully sized prick for a boy of seventeen, and stiff enough to poke a hole through a dead board.
"'Bless me what a pretty thing!' said the innocent girl, taking hold of it, 'and has the king got an instrument like this? And what does he do with it?'
"'That Mademoiselle, I am about to explain to you,' replied I with as much gravity as I could command. 'When he had thus prepared himself, he ordered me to retire and usher in Mademoiselle La Fontaine.'
"When I introduced the young lady, I did not retire far, but drew the curtains of the anteroom (where no one but I was allowed to enter) about one inch apart and watched the whole proceeding. You will be interested to know, Mademoiselle, that your fair friend lay herself on the sofa in very nearly the same attitude in which you are now placed, only her legs were drawn up a little, and her thighs more spread something in this manner,' said I, putting her limbs in the posture I described. I wondered that her common-sense did not suggest the impropriety of my taking such liberties with her, but the fact of the case is, her animal passions had gained supremacy over her, and, for the time, she had no common sense.
"'Then, sweet Julie,' I continued, 'the king lifted her silk robe and her snowy underclothing up to her waist, thus revealing charms as snowy as the garments that veiled them. Very lovely, I thought the sight then, but it was not nearly so beautiful as the prospect which now fires every drop of blood in my veins.'
"The only reply that Julie could make to this statement was a long drawn sigh. Perceiving I was not likely to meet with much resistance, if any, I hastily concluded with, 'and then his Majesty did this.' As I made this last remark, I pulled open the ruby lips of Julie's delicious cunt, still moist from my licking and sucking, and placing myself on the sofa between her thighs, guided the scarlet oval top of my gallant young prick into the orifice of her lips. I flung my weight forward upon her and let my cock find its way in.
"At this forcible illustration of the scene I had witnessed between my royal master and Mademoiselle La Fontaine, Julie gave a slight scream, but she had just sense enough left to know that any exclamation of alarm might bring unwelcome intruders upon the scene. Moreover, I smothered her face with kisses to such an extent that screaming was not very easy.
"Previous to this, I had speared two or three chambermaids - somehow or other it seems to be considered part of the duty of a court page to do so - but I had never before fucked a young lady of rank, or taken a maidenhead. Now I was doing both at once, and, oh, how delicious it was! How I reveled in her delicate charms. How I grieved when my ecstasy came to an end and I shot a stream of pearly nectar into her violated pussy. I longed to remain in her, feeling sure that within ten minutes I would be able to go to work again with fresh vigor. But it was midday, the room was liable to be entered at any moment. For the sake of my fair partner, I rose and put my disordered garments straight.
"But Mademoiselle St. Roche forgot to be equally careful; she lay back exhausted, just as I had left her, with her petticoats up, her thighs open, and the creamy foam over the brown hair and ruby lips of her gaping cunt. And, of course Mademoiselle La Fontaine chose that very moment to enter!
"'Well, Julie,' said she, 'here is a pretty picture. What are you doing in that horribly indelicate position with your clothes up? And you, master page, what are you doing here?'
"I bowed respectfully and replied that Mademoiselle St. Roche had been troubled with an abominable flea, and that we had been trying to catch it.
"'I fear, Master Page, that you have been searching for fleas in very improper places,' she gravely replied. 'But what induced you to think it possible for a flea to be up that little orifice, which looks as if it is no longer so little?'
"From the tone of her conversation, I saw that it was of no use to attempt to deceive her, and was at a loss what to say. Julie beckoned me to her, and while her friend wondered what she could be saying, whispered to me that she would engage her in conversation and beg her not to disclose what she had just seen. At the same time, she would carelessly clasp her arms around her neck, and hold her fast in a stooping position. While she was thus situated, it would be easy and pleasant for me to get into her from behind, 'And then you'll be sure, Eustace dear, that she will not be able to tell stories of us!'
"I had always heard that women were apt learners in these matters, but I must acknowledge that I was perfectly astonished at the extraordinary diplomatic talent exhibited by the hitherto inexperienced Julie. I considered her idea a very good one, and without waiting for my assent, she proceeded to put it into practice.
"'Dear Adelaide, come here, I want to speak to you,' said she.
"'Well, what is it, you silly, imprudent girl?' replied her friend approaching her and leaning over her.
"This was all Julie needed. She clasped her white arms around Adelaide's neck and drawing her face down to hers, began to beg her in an audible whisper not to breathe a word of the suspicious appearance of matters when she so suddenly entered the room.
"'Of course I shall not, my pet,' replied La Fontaine. 'It would only bring scandal upon our little community and make the king and our abominable old governess look more sharply after us. But, gracious heavens!' she continued, 'what is that impudent page doing?'
"You will observe, my son, that as she promised not to reveal her suspicions, there was no necessity for me to purchase her secrecy by violating her. But secrecy or not, my fancy had been stimulated, and as Mademoiselle La Fontaine leaned over her friend, the position raised the skirt of her silken flounces so as to exhibit her legs in a most captivating manner. Her exclamation was caused by my putting my head under her petticoats to obtain a nearer and more extensive view.
When she called out, the only alteration I made in my proceedings was to stand up, raising her petticoats with my head as I did so. My faithful Julie kept tight hold of her at the same time, so she was perfectly harmless as far as any resistance was concerned, and her position stuck her buttocks out in such a way as to render either of the two crevices nestling in the neighborhood easy prey to my roving prick. I have fucked many a pretty girl since, my dear boy, and many a lady of rank has considered herself honored by having accepted my loving embraces, but I shall never forget the day I took a young lady's maidenhead for the first time, or the first time that the idea struck me that a girl's bottomhole must be a delightful change.
"At any rate, whether impelled by novelty, or curiosity, or by lust, or Adelaide's tempting position, or all four, I certainly was not disappointed. At first I thought her tightness would baffle me, but I supplied the remedy by moistening the end of my prick with saliva.
When I tried again, I forced the knob in with one vigorous shove. That done, the rest of the performance was easy; the remainder of my cock followed, and in two lunging thrusts was buried up to my balls.
"Adelaide did not pretend to resist, but simply remarked to her friend, 'You have played a nice trick, you naughty girl! See if I don't pay you back for it. In the meantime, you will excuse me for remarking that this saucy page of yours is a lascivious and unnaturally lustful young beast.'
"'Unnatural!' exclaimed Mademoiselle St. Roche. 'Why, you don't mean he has inserted..."
"'Yes, I do mean to say,' interrupted Adelaide, 'and it is just as well that he is quite a youth and has not grown to full size, for if he had a full grown thick prick, such as I have seen and felt, I would run some risk of having my bottomhole split. And now, after three or four more thrusts, I suppose his Highness is finished; yes, I thought so. Many thanks to you, Monsieur, for the distinguished honor you have done my posteriors!' said the laughing girl, turning around as I withdrew myself. 'Julie, if you'll take my advice, you'll come upstairs with me while this lovely young gentleman gets into the saddle and back again to Paris. For if this escapade should happen to be noticed, you and I will be disgraced forever, while the page here will run a very good chance of being castrated. I suppose he thinks that would be a pity, while my own opinion is that it would save the maidenheads of a number of poor innocent girls.'
"I saw her advice, though given in a laughing tone, was correct and quite serious. Consequently, kissing both young ladies warmly, I spurred my horse at full gallop on the return to Paris. And it was well I did so, for the king was terribly jealous, as worn-out tyrants usually are, and had already noticed I had been longer on the road than he expected. I averted suspicion from myself by entering into long descriptions of the enthusiasm with which the young ladies had received the invitation of the royal fete, and the flattering and grateful remarks they had made about his Majesty. I even improvised a sort of half-angry, half-jealous conversation, which I pretended to have overheard among some of the beauties, contending as to which of them was the most likely to be honored by his royal embraces. This, which was all fiction from beginning to end, pleased the king vastly, and I flattered myself that I had re-established myself in his good graces.
"But I overlooked something. It seems that the Governess of the country villa had a nephew, a bastard son, whom she wished to place as a Royal page. As there was no vacancy, she had to make one. The old harridan had not seen any of my delicious proceedings with my lovely friends, but she knew that they had been with me a considerable time. Taking that fact in connection with the use that both Julie and Adelaide made of a sponge on their reaching their apartments, she made a shrewd guess at the truth. She was pretty well versed in these little matters.
"The consequence of her suspicion was that she sought an audience with the king in Paris, and warned him against me as a dangerous youth to be let loose among his favorite women. She did not dare to accuse me of any impropriety, as she knew that their influence would outweigh hers, but a page who was present subsequently told me that she asserted that, whenever I approach any of his Majesty's treasured pets, I was afflicted with a terrible erection. The experienced old lady warned the king that a youth in that predicament does not stop to weigh the consequences, and she feared that some day my lust would lead me to attempt a rape on one of her charges, or at any rate, would probably lead me to take extremely improper liberties.
"The king, perfectly horror-stricken at the idea of any ordinary person touching, or even thinking of invading the sanctuaries sacred to his royal prick, summoned me forthwith into his presence, and told me of what I was accused.
"On any other occasion, I should have indignantly protested against any such accusation and defied the scheming old hag to her face. But as it was, knowing myself to be guilty, I was afraid that any investigation might lead to worse results - the ruin of the ladies, and very possibly death to myself. So I answered respectfully that in common with all gallant young gentlemen in his gracious Majesty's service, I like to look at beautiful young ladies. But I had too much respect for those reserved for his Majesty's pleasure to presume to let my animal passions get the better of me in regard to them.
"To this the king shook his head doubtfully and replied that I might be telling the truth, but that he feared he could not trust me. The temptation was too strong. If I desired to have the honor of continuing in his service, he suggested I submit to castration. To this I humbly objected, replying that I was as my maker had been pleased to make me, and much as I coveted and appreciated the honor of continuing in his royal service, I considered that at my age, castration might cause death. Well, on this the king was very angry and said that he had no doubt the suspicions about me were founded on fact. Since I seemed to be unworthy of the honor of continuing in his service, I should be made a monk, and enjoy myself in the seclusion of a monastery of the strictest order. But in some things, the cowl is even stronger than the crown, and I had some friends in the church who interfered. I was placed in a monastery of exceedingly easy discipline, where there were a considerable number of young monks of good family. From them I learned that monastic life has its charms and privileges as well as those of any other life, and in fact, that was the way I became a monk."
I had been rather curious to know how it was that a fine, handsome, strong man had adopted a line of life for which he was apparently so ill suited. Apparently, his proper sphere would have been at the head of a troop of heavy dragoons or a company of musketeers. I suggested to him that some of his penitents must have made exceedingly interesting confessions to him, and that some pleasant adventures must have occurred in consequence.
"You are right, my son," he replied, "and according to our strict rule, I ought not to divulge any such stories. But the fact is, our rules are growing weaker and weaker day by day, and I shall not be at all surprised to find very soon that there are no more rules or convents, or nuns, or priests in existence. So, by way of concluding your education, I shall have no hesitancy in divulging whatever in my experience I have found entertaining. Only, I think in common fairness to our beautiful and accommodating companions, they should hear this as well. Good Lord!" he continued in a musing tone, "what a series of adventures that girl Emilie did relate to us! For a girl of her age, she has seen and experienced a great deal! And what a splendid young lady she is. I am glad to hear that she has been thoroughly well-fucked, both back and front, for, as you may have noticed, my son, I am rather well hung and I don't like hurting either my pretty companion, or myself.
"Adele also makes a very tidy fuck, I dare say, and I know she has acquired the art of satisfying the Superior, so she pleases somebody even if she is not big enough for me. Only, my son, if in the course of your innocent familiarity, you should happen to penetrate the precincts of her rump," here he winked knowingly, "just inform your spiritual director, will you?" He laughed.
"And apropos to this subject, my son," he continued, "whom do you propose to make your partner for the evening, or you bed-fellow for the night. What sort of a girl have you a fancy for? You shall have her if she is in the establishment, for my influence here is unlimited. The girls you have seen are all very pretty and sweet. But Agnes and Louise are undoubtedly sore, and will be better off sleeping alone. The Lady Abbess will want Adele. Emilie I mean to keep for myself; she has raised my lusts to a very high pitch by her spirited narrative, and I hope to fuck her in every shape and way, and in such positions as were never done either by Victor or the Vicomte de Merville!"
I replied that if my aunt wanted me again, as she had the night before, I was bound in duty and in gratitude for her hospitality to give her the benefit of my humble performances.
But the monk here interrupted me with, "Duty hah! Gratitude - bosh! Her handsome ladyship must not be too greedy. If she is, I will send for my friend, Father Ambrose, from the Franciscan Monastery closed by, and he shall serve her to her heart's content. It is not the first time that he has done so."
"No indeed," said I. "I have heard of her first adventure, struggling and straddling between Father Ambrose in front and your Reverence behind!"
"Ah," said he, smacking his lips, "that was nice! How young and active and tight she was." Then he sighed. "Yes, my son, enjoy yourself in the full bloom of your youth: Lord knows it comes to an end quickly enough and you can barely raise your cock with the urging of your own hand."
I smiled at this and thanked him, knowing that my stay at the Convent of St. Claire would be memorable indeed. Then we adjourned to the Lady Superior's apartment, where supper - and more - awaited us.