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"Keep him there," called out Mademoiselle, getting up and throwing a rug over me and over Elise's lap; only my feet sticking out, Elise holding me as in a steel vice. So during the whole stoppage while the porters and passengers rambled up and down the platform and looked into the carriage.

Suppose someone got in! Whatever would happen to me. However, no one did. In three minutes or less we were off.

"You must wait, Elise-keep him as he is. We shall be at Manningtree in a very few minutes. When we leave Manningtree you will have a quarter of an hour before we get to Colchester." 176

As soon as we had left Manningtree Mademoiselle walked along the carriage, and, standing at my head, held me by the shoulders.

"You must submit," she said. "You have put a certain wicked thing into a certain part of your cousin, you must now have something put into-a-certain-part of you."

Elise had got in her hand an ivory knob, about three inches long, shaped like a closed crocus flower, with a narrow flat band about a quarter of an inch wide, chased or cut round into it at its base. The base was fixed to a narrow, thin, and pliable silver crescent.

Elise immediately and more vigorously recommenced operations. She got the apex of the thing in my rear and forced it into me. I resisted with all my might, stoutly and vigorously. She pushed firmly. The resistance hurt me very much, and, besides, the attempt Elise was making excited me to so great a degree that I could scarcely contain myself. The combat lasted several minutes. Mons. Priapus grew larger and larger against Elise's knee.

Her continued efforts convulsed me.

"The beast," Elise exclaimed, looking at Mademoiselle. "The beast-he has gone off-spent."

At the same instant, however, owing, I suppose, to the involuntary relaxation of the muscles upon the supervention of the venereal orgasm, she succeeded in getting the plug right in.

No sooner had she done so, than removing the arm which until then had been pressing my shoulders, she slipped it round my waist in front, and made me stand up.

Elise, as I stood shaking and trembling before her, quickly drew up my trousers and buttoned them. The knob inside did not exactly hurt, but was immensely inconvenient. The predominating sensation being that 177

there was a bomb inside, which might explode at any moment, and which I could not get rid of.

Mademoiselle evidently hugely enjoyed my condition.

"How do you like that?" she enquired. "We have discovered a vulnerable point. Perhaps you will have more regard for young ladies in front now that you know they can avenge themselves on your rear. And indeed you suffer less for that thing will not do what yours did."

"But Mademoiselle," said Elise, "if you will permit me, I will make it work too."

"Oh, Mademoiselle, pray, don't; it is enough, too much to have it there," and I flushed scarlet again at the idea.

"Maud might have said the same to you and yet you pumped what you could into her."

Again the idea that Maud had asked me at the last moment to desist crossed my mind. There was now no time to dwell on the subject.

"How do you like that?" Mademoiselle triumphantly asked. "Now sit down."

Sit down! How could I sit down? Sit down on that thing! No, I was going to remain on my feet for the rest of the journey. I shuffled from one foot to the other.

"Sit down," she reiterated, "at once."

"Oh, Mademoiselle, I can't."

"Put him down, Elise."

Elise placed her hands on my shoulders and forced me down with a cruel bang into the seat which I had occupied before.

I was made to sit well forward so that the cushion pressed the knob well up and for another purpose too.

"Now, Elise, sit upon him."

Elise stood before me, looked with a smile at my lugubrious countenance, and then, turning round her back to me, calmly sat down on my abdomen and legs. Her weight was considerable. What little resistance I had been able hitherto to make to the pressure of the cushion was now absolutely out of my power.

The thing was driven well up afresh, and Elise's weight was constant and drove me down upon it. Then she leant back upon me exactly as though I had been an armchair, pressing her strong shoulders into my chest, the nape of her neck and her back hair into my mouth, nostrils, and eyes; and there she continued to sit, treating me as an inanimate piece of furniture, moving, crushing, pounding me with her weight, as the whim took her, so that I panted for air. The inconvenience of the knob seriously increased and added to the excruciation of the circumstances.

Mademoiselle quietly read.

My groans, my inarticulate exclamations, my puffings and blowings amused Elise vastly. Occasionally she would give me a thump with her elbow, or a series with each one alternately in my ribs, bid me be quiet, bid me hold my noise, knocking all the breath out of my body and reducing me to the brink of tears.

I was glad when we reached Colchester shortly after two. But Elise showed no symptoms of stirring.