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Julia hesitated. " Go on, " said Bella.
" Well, he kept my hand upon it, making me rub it over and over; it was so large, and stiff, and hot! "
" No doubt it was under the excitement of such a little beauty. "
" Then he took my other hand and placed both together on his hairy thing. I felt so frightened when I saw how his eyes glared and his breathing grew hard and quick. He reassured me. He called me his dear child, and, rising, bade me fondle the stiff thing in my bosom. It stuck out close to my face. "
" Is that all? " asked Bella, persuasively.
" No, no, indeed it is not, but I feel so ashamed. Shall I go on? Is it right that I should divulge these things? Well then, after I had held this monster in my bosom a little time, during which it throbbed and pressed me with a warm delightful pressure, he asked me to kiss it. I com-plied at once. A warm sensuous smell arose from it, as I pressed my lips upon it. At his request I continued kissing it. He bade me open my lips and rub the top between them. A moisture came at once upon my tongue, and on an instant a thick gush of warm fluid ran into my mouth, and spurted over my face and hands. I was still playing with it, when a noise of a door opening at the other end of the church obliged the good Father to put away what I had hold of— " for, " he said, " it is not for the common people to know what you know, or to do what I permit you to do. His manner was so kind and obliging, and he made me think I was quite different to all the other girls. But tell me, Bella, dearest, what is the mysterious news you have to tell me? I am dying to know. "
" Answer me first, whether or not the good Ambrose told you of joys—of pleasures, derived from the object you trifled with, and whether he pointed out any means by which such delights could be indulged without sin? "
" Of course he did—he said that in certain cases such indulgence became a merit. "
" As in marriage, for instance, I suppose. "
" He said nothing about that, except that marriage often brought much misery, and that even marriage vows might, under certain circumstances, be broken advantageously. "
Bella smiled. She recollected to have heard somewhat the same strain of reasoning from the same sensual lips.
" Under what circumstances did he mean then that these joys were permitted? "
" Only when the mind was firmly set upon a good motive, beyond the actual indulgence itself, and that, he says, can only he, when some young girl, selected from others for the qualities of her mind, is dedicated to the relief of the servants of religion. "
" I see, " said Bella, " go on. "
" Then he said how good I was, and how meritorious it would be for me to exercise the privilege he endowed me with, and devote myself to the sensuous relief of himself and others, whose vows prevented them from either marry-ing or otherwise gratifying the feeling which nature has implanted in all men alike. But tell me, Bella, you have some news for me—I know you have. "
" Well, then, if I must—I must, I suppose. Know then, that good Father Ambrose has arranged that it will be best for you to be initiated at once, and he has provided for it here today. "
" Oh, me! You don't say so! I shall be so ashamed, so dreadfully shy. "
" Oh, no, my dear, all that has been thought of. Only so good and considerate a man as our dear Confessor could have so perfectly arranged everything as he has done. It is designed that the dear man shall be able to enjoy all beauties your witching little self can afford him, while, to make a long matter short, he will neither see your face, nor you his. "
" You don't say so! In the dark, then, I suppose? "
" By no means; that would be to forego all the pleasures of sight, and he would lose the rich treat of looking upon those delicious charms the dear man has set his heart upon possessing. "
" How you make me blush, Bella—but how, then, is it to be? "
" It will be quite light, " explained Bella, with the air of a mother to her child. " It 'will be in a nice little chamber we have; you will be laid upon a convenient couch, and your head will be passed through and concealed by a curtain, which so fills a door-way leading into an inner apartment that only your body, all naked to the view, will be exposed to your ardent assailant. "
" Oh, for shame! Naked, too! "
" Oh, Julia my dear, tender Julia, " murmured Bella, as a shudder of keen ecstatic feeling rushed through her, " what delights will be yours; how you will awake to the delicious joys of immortals, and find now that you are approaching that period called puberty, the solaces of which I know you already stand in need of. "
" Oh, don't Bella, pray, don't say that. "
" And when at length, " continued her companion, whose imagination had already led her into a reverie to which outward impressions were quite imperious, " when at length the struggle is over, the spasms arrive, and that great throbbing thing shoots out its viscid stream of maddening delight, oh! then she will join that rush of ecstasy, and give down her virgin exchange. "
" What are you murmuring about? "
Bella roused herself.
" I was thinking, " she said, dreamily, " of all the joys of which you were about to partake. "
" Oh, don't, " Julia exclaimed, " you make me blush, when you say such dreadful things. "
Then followed a further conversation, in which many small matters had their place, and while it was in progress I found an opportunity to overhear another dialogue, quite as interesting to me, but of which I shall only furnish the summary for my readers.
It took place in the library, and occurred between Mr.
Delmont and Mr. Verbouc. They had evidently understood each other on the main points at issue, which incredible as they may appear, were the surrender of Bella's person to Mr. Delmont in consideration for a certain round sum to be then and there paid down, and afterwards invested for the benefit of " his dear niece, " by the indulgent Mr.
Verbouc.
Knave and sensualist as the man was, he could not quite bring himself to the perpetration of so nefarious a transac-tion without some small sop to stay the conscience of even so unscrupulous a being as himself.
" Yes, " said the good and yielding uncle, " the interests of my niece are paramount, my dear sir. A marriage is not unlikely hereafter, but the small indulgence you demand is, I think, well compensated for between us, as men of the world, you understand, purely as men of the world, by a sum sufficient to reward her for the loss of so fragile a possession. "
Here he laughed, principally because his matter-of-fact and dull-witted guest failed to understand him.
Thus it was settled, and there remained only the prelimi-naries to arrange. Mr, Delmont was charmed, ravished out of his somewhat heavy and stolid indifference, when he was informed that the bargain was forthwith to be executed, and that he was to take possession of that delicious virgin-ity he had so longed to destroy.
Meanwhile the good, dear, generous Father Ambrose had been some time in the house and had prepared the chamber where the sacrifice was to take place.
Here after a sumptuous breakfast, Mr. Delmont found himself with only a door between him and the victim of his lust.
Who that victim was, he had not the remotest idea. He only thought of Bella.
The next moment he had turned the lock and entered the chamber, the gentle warmth of which refreshed and stimu-lated the sensual instincts about to be called into play.
Ye Gods! What a sight burst upon his enraptured vision.
Straight before him, reclining upon a couch, and utterly nude, was the body of a young girl. A glance sufficed to demonstrate the fact that it was beautiful, but it would have taken several minutes to go over in detail and dis-cover all the separate merits of each delicious limb and member:The well-rounded limbs, childlike in their plump proportions; the delicate bosom just ripening into two of the choicest and whitest little hills of soft flesh; the roseate buds which tipped their summits; the blue veins which coursed and meandered here and there and showed through the pearly surface like little rivulets of sanguine fluid only to enhance the more the dazzling whiteness of the skin.
And then, oh! then, the central spot of man's desire, the rosy close-shut lips where nature loves to revel, whence she springs and whither she returns—la source—it was there visible in its almost infantine perfection.
All indeed was there except—the head. That all-important member was conspicuous by its absence, and yet the gen-tle undulations of the fair maiden plainly evidenced that she suffered no inconvenience by its non-appearance.
Mr. Delmont exhibited no astonishment at this pheno-menon. He had been prepared for it, and also enjoined to maintain the strictest silence. He therefore busied himself to observe and delight himself with such charms as were prepared for his enjoyment.
Meanwhile no sooner had he recovered from his surprise and emotion at the first view of so much naked beauty, than he found certain evidences of its effects upon those sensuous organs which so readily respond in men of his temperament to emotions calculated to produce them.
His member, hard and swollen, now stood out in his breeches and threatened to burst from its confinement. He, therefore, liberated it, and allowed a strong but gigantic weapon to spring into light, and rear its red head in presence of its prey.
Reader, I am only a flea. I have but limited powers of perception, and I fail in ability to describe the gentle gradations and soft creeping touches by which this enrap-tured ravisher approached his conquest. Revelling in his security, Mr. Delmont ran his eyes and his hands over all.
His fingers opened the delicate slit, over which as yet only a soft down had made its appearance, while the girl, feeling the intruder in her precincts, wriggled and twisted to avoid, with the coyness natural under the circumstances, his wanton touches.
But now he draws her to him; his hot lips press the soft belly—the tender and sensitive nipples of her young breasts.
With eager hand he firmly seizes her swelling hip, and pulling her towards him, opens her white legs and plants himself between.
Reader, I have already remarked I am only a flea. Yet fleas have feelings, and what mine were I will not attempt to describe when I beheld that excited member brought close to the pouting lips of Julia's moist slit. I closed my eyes; the sexual instincts of the male flea rose within me, and I longed—yes! how ardently I longed to be in Mr.
Delmont's place.
Meanwhile steadily and sternly he proceeded in his work of demolition. With a sudden bound he essayed to penetrate the virgin parts of the young Julia. He fails—he tries again, and once more his baffled engine flew up and lay panting on the heaving belly of his victim.
During this trying period no doubt Julia must have spoilt the plot by an outcry more or less violent, but for a precaution adopted by that sage demoralizer and priest, Father Ambrose.
Julia had been drugged.
Once more Mr. Delmont returned to the charge. He pushes, he forces forward, he stamps his feet upon the floor, he rages and he foams, and oh, God! the soft elastic barrier gives way and he goes in—in with a felling of ecstatic triumph; in, until the pleasure of the tight and moist compression forces from his sealed lips a groan of pleasure.
In, until his weapon, buried to the hair which covered his belly, lay throbbing and swelling yet harder and longer in its glove-like sheath.
Then followed a struggle no flea can describe—sighs of blissful and ravishing sensations escape his open slobber-ing lips, he pushes, he bends forward, his eyes turn up, his mouth opens, and, unable to prevent the rapid completion of his lustful pleasures, the strong man gasps out his soul, and with it a torrent of seminal fluid, which thrown well forward squirts into the womb of his own child.
All this time Ambrose had been a hidden spectator of the lustful drama, and Bella had operated on the other side of the curtain to prevent any approach to utterance on the part of her young visitor.
This precaution was, however, unnecessary; for Julia, sufficiently recovered from the effects of the narcotic to feel the smart, had fainted.

CHAPTER XI

No sooner was the struggle over, and the victorious, rising from the quivering body of the girl, began to recover himself from the ecstasy into which so delicious an encoun-ter had thrown him, than suddenly the curtain was slid on one side, and Bella herself appeared in the opening.
If a cannon-shot had suddenly passed close to the aston-ished Mr. Delmont, it could not have occasioned him one half the consternation which he felt, as hardly believing his own eyes, he stood, open-mouthed, alternately regarding the prostate body of his victim, and the apparition of her he supposed he had so recently enjoyed.
Bella, whose charming " neglige " set off to perfection her young beauties, affected to appear equally stupefied, but apparently recovering herself, she drew back a step, with a well-acted expression of alarm.
" What—what is all this? " inquired Mr. Delmont, whose agitation had prevented him from remembering that he had not as yet even readjusted his clothes, and that a very important instrument in the gratification of his late sensual impulse hung, still swollen and slippery, fully exposed between his legs.
" Heavens! that I should have made such a dreadful mis-take, " cried Bella, hiding her furtive glances this inviting exhibition.
" Tell me, for pity's sake, what mistake, and who then, is this? " exclaimed the trembling ravisher pointing, as he spoke, to the recumbent nudity before him.
" Oh, come—come away, " cried Bella, hastily moving towards the door, and followed by Mr. Delmont, all anxi-ety for an explanation of the mystery.
Bella led the way into an adjoining boudoir, and closing the door firmly, she threw herself upon a luxuriously disposed couch, so as to exhibit freely her beauties, while she pretended to be too overwhelmed with her horror to notice the indelicacy of her pose.
" Oh! what have I done! what have I done! " she sobbed, hiding her face in her hands in apparent anguish.
A horrible suspicion flashed across the mind of her companion; he gasped out, half choking with emotion. — " Speak—who is that—who? "
" It was not my fault—I could not know that it was you they had brought here for me, and—and—not knowing better—I substituted Julia.
Mr. Delmont staggered back—a confused sense of some-thing dreadful broke upon him—a distress obstructed his vision, and then gradually he awake to the full sense of the reality. Before, however, he could utter a word, Bella, well instructed as to the direction his ideas would take, hastened to prevent him tune to think.
" Hush! she knows nothing of it—it has been a mistake—a dreadful mistake, and nothing more. If you are disappointed, it has been my fault—not yours; you know I never thought for a moment it was to have been you. I think, " she added, with a pretty pout, and a significant side-glance at the still protruding member, " it was very unkind of them not to have told me it was to have been you. "
Mr. Delmont saw the beautiful girl before him; he could not but admit to himself that, whatever pleasures might have been his hi the involuntary incest in which he had been a party, they had, nevertheless, failed of his original intention, and lost something for which he had paid so dearly.
" Oh, if they should find out what I have done, " mur-mured Bella, changing a little her position, and exposing a portion of one leg above the knee.
Mr. Delmont's eyes glittered in spite of himself his calmness returned, his animal passions were asserting themselves.
" If they should find me out, " again sighed Bella, and with that she half rose and threw her beautiful arms round the neck of the deluded parent.
Mr. Delmont pressed her in a close embrace.
" Oh, my goodness, what is this? " whispered Bella, whose little hand had seized the slimy weapon of her companion, and was now engaged in squeezing and mould-ing it in her warm grasp.
The wretched man felt all her touches, all her charms, and, once more rampant with lust, sought no better fate than to revel in her young virginity.
" If I must yield, " said Bella, " be gentle with me; oh! how you touch me! Oh! take away your hand. Oh! heavens! What do you do? "
Bella had only time to catch a glimpse of his red-headed member, stiffer and more swollen than ever, and the next moment he was upon her.
Bella made no resistance, and fired by her loveliness, Mr. Delmont quickly found the exact spot, and taking advantage of her inviting position, pushed with fury his already lubricated penis into her young and tender parts.
Bella groaned.
Further and further inwards went his hot dart, until their bellies met together, and he was up her body to his balls.
Then commenced a rapid and delicious encounter, in which Bella did her part to perfection, and roused by this new instrument of pleasure, went off in a torrent of delight.
Mr. Delmont quickly followed her example, and shot into Bella a copious flood of his prolific sperm.
For several moments both lay without motion, bathed in the exudation of their mutual raptures, and panting with their efforts, until a slight noise made itself heard, and before either had attempted to withdraw, or change from the very unequivocal position they occupied, the door of the boudoir opened, and three persons made their appear-ance almost simultaneously.
These were Father Ambrose, Mr. Verbouc, and the gentle Julia Delmont.
The two men appeared bearing between them the half-conscious figure of the young girl, whose head, languidly falling on one side, lay on the shoulders of the robust priest, while Verbouc, no less favoured by his proximity, supported her slender form with her nervous arm, and gazed in her face with a look of unsatisfied lust, such as only a devil incarnate could have equalled. Both men were in a state of hardly decent dishabille, and the unfortunate little Julia was as naked as when, scarcely a quarter of an hour before, she had been violently ravished by her own father.
" Hush! " whispered Bella, putting her hand upon the lips of her amorous companion, " for God's sake, do not criminate yourself. They cannot know who has done it; better suffer all than confess such a dreadful fact. They are merciless—beware, how you thwart them. "
Mr. Delmont instantly saw the truth of Bella's prediction.
" See, thou man of lust, " exclaimed the pious Ambrose, " behold the state in which we found this dear child, " and placing his big hand upon the beautiful unfledged " motte " of the young Julia, he wantonly exhibited his fingers, reeking with the paternal discharge to the others.
" Horrible, " observed Verbouc, " and if she should be found with child! "
" Abominable, " cried Father Ambrose. " We must, of course, prevent that. "
Delmont groaned.
Meanwhile Ambrose and his coadjutor led their beauti-ful young victim into the apartment, and commenced to cover her with those preliminary touches and lascivious pawings which precede the unbridled indulgence in luxuri-ous possession. Julia, half awake from the effects of the sedative they had given her, and wholly confounded by the proceedings of the virtuous pair, appeared barely con-scious of the presence of her parent, while that worthy, held in position by the white arms of Bella, still lay soaking on her soft white belly.
" The spunk running down her legs, " exclaimed Verbouc, eagerly inserting his hand between Julia's thighs; " how shocking! "
" It is even reached her pretty little feet, " observed Ambrose, raising one of her rounded legs, under pretence of making an examination of the delicate kid-boot, upon which he had truly observed more than one gout of semi-nal fluid, while, with a glance of fire, he eagerly explored the rosy chink thus exposed to view.
Delmont groaned again.
" Oh, good Lord, what a beauty! " cried Verbouc, smack-ing the rounded buttocks. " Ambrose, proceed to prevent any consequences from so unusual a circumstance. Noth-ing less than a second emission from another and vigorous man can render such a thing positively safe. "
" Yes, she must have it—that is certain. " muttered Ambrose, whose state during all this time may be better imagined than described.
His cassock stuck out in front—his whole manner betrayed his violent emotions. Ambrose lifted his frock, and gave liberty to his enormous member, the ruby and inflamed head of which seemed to menace the skies.
Julia, horribly frightened, made a feeble movement to escape. Verbouc, delighted, held her in full view.
Julia beheld for the second time, the fiercely erected member of her Confessor, and knowing his intention from the previous initiation she had passed through, half fainted with trembling fear.
Ambrose, as if to outrage the feelings of both, father and daughter, exposed fully his huge genitals and wagged his gigantic penis in their faces.
Delmont, overcome with terror, and finding himself in the hands of the two conspirators, held his breath and cowered by the side of Bella, who, delighted beyond measure by the success of the scheme, kept counselling him to remain neutral and let them have their will.
Verbouc, who had been fingering the moistened parts of the little Julia, now yielded her to the furious lust of his friend, and prepared himself for his favourite pastime of watching her violation.
The Priest, beside himself with lubricity, divested him-self of his nether garments, and his member, standing grimly all the while, proceeded to the delicious task which awaited him. "
She is mine at last, " he murmured.
Ambrose immediately seized his prey; he passed his arms around her, and lifted her from the ground; he bore the trembling Julia to an adjoining sofa, and threw himself upon her naked body; he endeavoured with all his might to accomplish his enjoyment. His monstrous weapon, hard as iron, battered at the little pink slit, which although already lubricated with the semen she had received from Mr.
Delmont, was no easy sheath for the gigantic penis which threatened her.
Ambrose continued his efforts. Mr. Delmont could only see a heaving mass of black silk, as the robust figure of the priest writhed upon the form of his little daughter. Too experienced to be long held in check, however. Ambrose felt himself gaining ground, and too much master of him-self to allow the pleasure to overtake him too soon, he now bore down all opposition, and a loud shriek from Julia announced the penetration of the huge rammer.
Cry after cry succeeded, until Ambrose, at length firmly buried in the belly of the young girl, felt he could go no further, and commenced those delicious pumping movements, which were to end at the same moment his pleasure and the torture of his victim.
Meanwhile Verbouc, whose lustful emotions had been intensity excited by the scene between Mr. Delmont and Julia, and subsequently by that between the foolish man and his niece, now rushed towards Bella, and releasing her from the relaxing embrace of his unfortunate friend, at once opened her legs, regarded for a moment her reeking orifice, and then at one bound buried himself in an agony of pleasure in her belly, well anointed by the abundance of spunk which had been already discharged there. The two couples now performed their delicious copulation in silence, save for the groans which came from the half-murdered Julia, the stentorous breathing of the fierce Ambrose, or the grunts and sobs of Mr. Verbouc. Faster and more delicious grew the race, Ambrose, having forced his gigan-tic penis up to the curling mass of black hair which covered its root into the tight slit of the young girl, became perfectly livid with lust. He pushed, he drove, he tore open with the force of a bull; and had not nature at length asserted herself in his favour by bringing his ecstasy to a climax, he must have succumbed to his excitement in an attack which would probably have for ever prevented a repetition of such a scene.
A loud cry came from Ambrose. Verbouc well knew its import, he was discharging. His rapture served to quicken his own. A howl of passionate lust arose within the cham-ber as the two monsters loaded their victims with their seminal outpourings. Not once, but three times did the Priest shoot his prolific essence into the very womb of the tender girl, before he assuaged his raging fever of desire.
As it was, to say that Ambrose simply discharged would give but a faint idea of the fact. He positively spurted his semen into the little Julia in thick and powerful jets, uttering all the while groans of ecstasy, as each hot and slippery injection rushed along his huge urethra and flew in torrents into the stretched receptacle. It was some minutes ere all was over, and the brutal Priest arose from his torn and bleeding victim.
At the same time Mr. Verbouc left exposed the opened thighs and besmeared slit of his niece, who lying still in the dreamy trance which follows the fierce delight, took no heed of the thick exuding drops which formed a white pool upon the floor between her well-stockinged legs.
" Ah, how delicious, " exclaimed Verbouc, " you see, there is pleasure after all in the path of duty, Delmont, is there not? " turning to that dumbfounded individual. " If Father Ambrose and myself had not mixed our humble offerings with that prolific essence of which you seem to have made such good use, there is no knowing what mischief might have ensued. Oh, yes, nothing like doing the thing which is right, eh, Delmont? "
" I don't know. I fell ill; I am in a kind of dream, yet I am not insensible of sensations which cause me renewed delight. I cannot doubt your friendship—your secrecy. I have much enjoyed, I am still excited, I know not what I want? —Say, my friends. "
Father Ambrose approached, and laying his big hand on the shoulder of the poor man, he encouraged him with a few whispered words of comfort.
As a Flea I am not at liberty to mention what these were, but their effect was to dissipate in a great measure the cloud of horror which oppressed Mr. Delmont. He sat down and gradually grew more calm.
Julia also had now recovered, and seated on each side of the burly priest, the two young girls ere long felt compara-tively at ease. The Holy Father spoke to them like a father and he drew Mr. Delmont from his reserve, and that worthy having copiously refreshed himself with a consider-able libation of rich wine, began to evince evident pleasure in the society in which he found himself.
Soon the invigorating effects of the wine began to tell upon Mr. Delmont. He cast wistful and envious glances towards his daughter. His excitement was evident, and showed itself in the bulging of his garments.
Ambrose perceived his desire and encouraged it. He led him to Julia, who, still naked, had no means of concealing her charms. The parent looked on all with an eye in which lust predominated. A second time would not be so very much more sinful, he thought.

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