The Sins of the Cities of the Plain; or, The Recollections of a Mary-Ann: with Short Essays on Sodomy and Tribadism — John Shaqi
The Sins of the Cities of the Plain; or, The Recollections of a Mary-Ann: with Short Essays on Sodomy and TribadismSaul, Jack
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The Sins of the Cities of the Plain; or, The Recollections of a Mary-Ann: with Short Essays on Sodomy and Tribadism
Saul, Jack
Gay men -- England -- Fiction
"In a trice I was thrown upon the bed, and held down on my back whilst
all of them spat on my prick to make me a free-man; so, knowing it was
useless to resist, I took it all as good tempered as possible, and hoped
it would soon be over. But I was soon undeceived, for they proceeded to
spread-eagle me on the bed, face downwards, by tying my wrists and
ankles to the four corners of the bedstead; then a couple of pillows
were pushed under my belly, so as to raise my bottom up a little. Then
the biggest boy got up behind me and put his stiff prick to my arsehole.
"'Ah! oh! oh!! you hurt. I won't stand that. I'll tell the master in the
morning!' I screamed out, and then began to cry.
"In an instant they tied a handkerchief over my mouth, whilst someone
got hold of my prick, all greasy and slimy as it was from the spitting,
and began to frig me, whilst the one behind me was trying to get his
tool in.
"He pushed and pushed. It was impossible for me to scream, yet it was
like forcing a bar of iron up my bottom. The pricking and stretching
sensation was awful, and I do believe I should have been greatly
injured if he hadn't spent his juice, and so eased the passage a bit.
This enabled him to get right in, and I could feel his prick swelling
and palpitating inside my bottom, whilst I felt so stretched and tight
that I was really afraid for him to move.
"However, the feeling of distension went off after a bit, and it began
to feel far nicer, especially after a few gentle moves on his part; then
presently he spent again, and it felt so lovely and warm and nice, as it
shot up into me; so much so that I began to wriggle about under the
curious and pleasurable sensations he had aroused within me. My blood
was on fire, and tingled in my veins to the tips of my toes and my
finger ends, whilst their delicious frigging made me spend all over the
pillow under my belly.
"The captain of the room having thus opened up my virginity, as they
called it, had to withdraw; then one after the other got into me, and
spent so quickly that it oozed from my bum and ran down the cheeks of my
bottom, over my balls, etc. I was perfectly inundated with the slimy
mess, but enjoyed it immensely; such a succession of stiff pricks
revelling in my arse excited me so that I came again and again, as they
continued to frig me; till at last the gag was removed from my mouth,
and I was asked if I would tell the governor now, and as soon as I
answered, 'No,' they let me loose.
"All night long the boys kept the game up, either fucking each other or
sucking one another's pricks, and I can assure you I thought it was a
beautiful game, which quite reconciled me to the confinement.
"Sometimes a new boy would be obstinate; then he was sure to be treated
with the greatest possible cruelty. They would tie him down as they did
me, and then flog his buttocks with a pair of braces with the buckles on
till his rump was as raw as a beefsteak.
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