Anonymous - Pearl

She got a fair view of my prick, and stood looking at it, apparently amazed at its being so big, but seeing the manner in which I was engaged, she retired.

(To be continued.)

Strictly Private, except to Brothers,

BY ORDER,

THE LADY FREEMASON.

As a brother of old, from his lodge was returning,

He called on his sweetheart, with love he was burning,

He wanted some favours, says she, "Not so free,"

Unless you reveal your famed secrets to me."

"Agreed—'tis a bargain — you must be prepared,

Your legs well exposed, your bosom all bared."

Then hoodwinked and silent, says she, "I'll be mum,

In despite of the poker you'll clap on my bum."

To a chamber convenient his fair charge he bore,

Placed her in due form, having closed tight the door,

Then presented the point of his sharp Instrument's,

And the Lady was soon made an "entered apprentice."

His working tools next to her gaze he presented,

To improve by them seriously she then consented,

And handled his jewels his gave] and shaft,

That she in a jiffey was passed "fellow craft."

She next wanted raising, says he, "There's no urgency,"

She pleaded that this was a case of emergency,

His column looked to her in no particular way,

But she very soon made it assume perpendicular.

He used all his efforts to raise the young elf,

But found he required much raising himself;

The task was beyond him. Oh! shame and disaster,

He broke down in his charge, and she became master.

Exhausted and faint, still no rest could betide him,

For she like a glutton soon mounted astride him,

"From refreshment to labour," says she, "let us march.

Says he, "You're exalted — you are now royal arch."

In her zeal for true knowledge, no labour, no shirking,

His jewels and furniture constantly working,

By night and by day, in the light or the dark,

With pleasure her lover she guides to the mark.

FABLES AND MAXIMS.

Translated from the Indian of Shitpot, the great Brahmin.

the lady and the eel.

A young lady was frigging herself with a small live eel, when it slipped from her fingers and disappeared in her cunt; making its way into the womb, it entered, and stretching out its head said, "I am much obliged to you Madam, for finding me so warm and comfortable a residence; I shall make myself quite at home." This fable teaches how much better it is to use large eels which could not enter.

the discontented crab.

A crab who had for some time lived very happily on the person of a very dirty whore, one day became discontented. "How much nicer would it be to live with some cleaner and more reputable person," he thought, so watching his opportunity he effected his escape on to the person of a well-dressed and delicately clean young gentleman. "This," said the crab, "is something like," but to his disgust the gentleman took a warm bath after leaving his late mistress, and spying him out cracked him.

This fable conveys two morals. First, one should always leave well alone; secondly, a dirty person is very much nicer than a clean one (to crabs).

MISS COOTE'S CONFESSION,

or the voluptuous experiences of an old maid;

In a series of Letters to a Lady Friend.

letter VIII.

My Dear Nellie,

I do not intend to trouble you with all the little incidents of domestic discipline which my strict regulations so often brought under notice, and required the exercise of the beloved rod, but only write out for your amusement a few of my most remarkable recollections.

The cure of Selina Richards brought me very considerable fame amongst a large circle of acquaintances and friends, but I steadily refused to take charge of my more mauvais sujets, but devoted myself to promoting a Ladies Club exclusively for the admirers of Birch Discipline. The meetings were to be held at my house, where my servants would be sworn to secrecy, and to act as sub-members, not on an equality with the ladies of our Club.

The rules specially enjoined secrecy on every member, so that novices might not obtain the slightest inkling of the ordeal they would have to undergo when initiated into the mysteries of Lady Rodney's Club, as it was called, our object being to make our sйances for the receiving of new members the means of affording us the most exquisite enjoyment, by bringing out all their modest bashfulness, and studying their distress and horror at finding themselves stripped and exposed for flagellation before all the sisters of the rod.

My old schoolfellows, Laura Sandon, Louise Van Tromp, Hon. Miss Cecile Deben, Lady Clara Wavering, and three other ladies besides Mdlle. Fosse and myself, as president and manager, were the first members; two of them were married, but we agreed that everyone should be known to the other sisters by her maiden name only.

Lady Clara was the first to propose a novice for admission to the Club; it was a younger sister of hers, who she informed us had a great penchant for young gentlemen, having several times seriously misconducted herself with youthful friends of the opposite sex, so that her lecture and castigation would be of a most piquant description.

We fixed an evening for her introduction, and were all present to inaugurate the Club's first sйance of admission.

Our large punishment room was tastefully draped all around with elegant curtains, and brilliantly illuminated by clusters of wax candles projecting from the walls, above handsome mirrors set in bouquets of lovely flowers.

The ladies of the Club were all dressed in the same costume, viz., blue silk corsets with scarlet silk laces, and short skirts of white tulle, only coming a little below the knee, so as to show all the beautiful legs in pink silk stockings and high-heeled Parisian boots. All were in these short skirts, the outer dresses being discarded to allow a greater freedom of action, and also display for the glorious necks and bosoms of the members, who were every one young and beautiful, flushed with excitement and anticipation, their snow-white globes heaving at each breath, and set off to the greatest advantage by bouquets of red roses adjusted between the lovely hillocks of love.

As president, I was seated in a chair of state, supported on either side by four ladies, whilst Jane and Mary stand behind me.

A knock at the door; Lady Clara advances to open it, and introduces her sister, Lady Lucretia Wavering, about sixteen, but otherwise a very counterpart of herself, dark, well proportioned, rather above the medium height, languid expression, and large pensive hazel eyes. She holds a beautiful bouquet in one hand, and is dressed in simple white.

Advancing right up to where I was seated, she makes a profound bow, and Lady Clara says, "Permit me, Miss President and ladies of the Lady Rodney Club, to introduce to you my sister, Lady Lucretia, who is desirous of being admitted a member."

president. — "Lady Lucretia, we welcome you to our sisterhood. Are you willing to take the oaths of secrecy, and be initiated into the mysteries of the rod?"

lady lucretia. — "Yes, and to be submissive to all your rules and regulations."

president. — "You must now strip and assume the costume of a member, and must truthfully answer any questions I may put to you."

Jane and Mary as servants assist to disrobe the novice, who blushes slightly as they proceed to remove her skirts after taking away her dress.

lucretia, turning to me. — "You surely don't strip us quite naked, I thought I had only to change the dress."

president. — "Yes, everything, because you have to taste the birch before assuming our costume."

lucretia, blushing deeply. — "Ah! Oh! I never expected that, it's so indecent."

president. — "Make haste, such improper remarks must be checked; Sister Lucretia, you have already broken the rules by objecting to lawful orders, your bottom shall smart soundly for it."