Gallows Nymph (STORY) Une Belle Diable. Part 2

Ruefully, Parisian mistress- despite their cocoon of sins were regularly solicited and even today still reigns in our society, encouraged by the profligate open infidelity of our King. For even the most respected of the gentlemen regarded mistresses vital to his pleasure and release from his home. Since fornication with a mistress had nothing to do with procreation and everything to do with pleasure. 

“La Maison Vénérienne,” otherwise looked more like a shop or small inn with several stories, with the lower levels appear innocuously like a storefront, attended by one of the handmaidens posing as a receptionist, the second floor was a decorated dim drawing room lit by candle and lamplights, for its windows were permanently obscured with blinds, which, upon admittance, within its eternal lamplight often sat several would be patrons of Madame Du Crete's body.

Likely such a flock of men were supplied with drinks and games, though it should be noted whatever the appearances, those in attendance within that room likely all knew well they would be taking turns sharing the same woman upon the same bed. 

At a certain interval the Venus in question would reveal herself, alighting from atop of the stairs, and looking more Pagan than a woman of her station, she would not be insensitive to any tributes presented by these “suitors,” and we were told, would respond with good grace and wit as if she was familiar with the customer. Then, upon taking their hands, and with the other brushing upon those stairs railings, she would lead the worshiper up those flights of stairs. 

Afterwhich, atop the high floor of that house, like some Grecian statue, perhaps true to her name of Du Crete, she would skillful dispose of her own clothes and dishabille “in a state of nothingness” and properly make an introduction with the client in nude. 

She surrendered in her fornication to these chosen men. She lived on the purse of some, on the license of others, on the impiety of all - love paid from day to day, awful kisses sold in advance- the price of which was known in many circles. 

Despite her station as a Viscountess, she was easily seduced by the abominable demands of novel flatterers, and always follows a good talker who knows how to flatter her with favors from her plied, motherly body. 

JOUST OF SUITORS

We would like to clarify, that is entirely assuming the legions of her “suitors” would actually march up to her separately and in different intervals. For we are told that the Viscountess herself at times admitted more than one, or even two gentlemen at once! For we were told, above all, she loved being watched! Watched and jousted by those lust- stung bodies in that repugnant theater.

It is with the colors of truth and nature that we must try to render her picture. These atrocious verified scenes can be described by no stretch of the imagination as anything else than vulgar prostitution. “Eh,” our sources would say, “Her smile was often the beginning of everything, and everything was possible.”

They were all manners and assortments of men, for we were told she made well uses of her five known languages, whose quality did so improve with practice with each species of such speakers. From hideous German, Italian, to the flighty and incomprehensible Polish tongue which so often trips on itself- though we suspect she did not need to understand the him before she partook of him inside. She was even heard greeting in Yiddish, for a Jew! A cunning circumcised Jew of besotted Prague who had came to her plying with ingots!

If we go by rumors, the Viscountess herself, despite her noble stations was indiscriminate of the blood- stations, and conditions of those genitalias as well. Each of such suitors would sprang bare their hankering intentions, which pitched in a vile salute. The Madame would then...coax each such flag with kisses, with all the feigned familiarity of an old lover or a debauched governess, or...even a mother.

For we have been amply told, that many fathers and uncles, who were keen to safeguard their dynasty's futures, had been open to let their young sons and nephews to learn much from such a woman. And often she was paid in advance by such concerned fathers and lords for their scions, in turn, these carnal pupils called her “teacher.”

A rather disconcerting account came from a young patron who was barely a man, and whose name will surely not be mentioned here. The youth related how upon the tickling of his urethra with her scalding tongue, he surrendered an uncontrolled water discharge upon her face. But the Viscountess merely comforted him with encouragements, smiling that it had inoffensively tasted of vanilla and that Romans once used such sterile libations as cleansing soaps. A pervert indeed!

After she had made oral introductions with their unsheathed libidos, the women would then invite each into her wedded body. Inspired and defiled by every fiber of natural and unatural lechery, she received all mixtures of brutal kisses and blows of lust. Her face wore the most vile kissed and the most vile of their sick tributes.

Already around the pretty woman revolve various love prowlers: one, a rich merchant, thinks he is buying her with presents;another a thug, another a foreigner with a quick tongue- gibbering. Madame had entered into treaty with all parties, With no distinction of rank, the poor, the rich, the fools and the wise fed on the milk of her breasts and soiled that face.

It was also attested by other frequenters that at other times, she solicited the bodies of her handmaids, those selfsame ones who were like her adopted daughters, and who had fled with her from her husband as her companions. There, they exchanged kisses as if they were lovers and the pack of these women made use of their impatient libidos and gratified whatever that was wished of them by the clients. For the luckiest of these clients, they had 3 salivating mouths for their prickling sex.

Only doctors can analyze these morbid natures.

The nature of these later murderous women were all lascivious and bestial.

SICK TRIBUTES

Before we offer further condemnations, we must make the distinction to separate the mother's sins from her 4 poor children. For the woman herself had neither distinction nor concerns for her name. 

Like Babylon, She was without morals and preference, very lascivious, very purulent of sins. She welcomed all, for she had neither preference nor disgust! ~ upon her face, no kisses, or showers of poisons were refused, spent seeds, poisons of such illicit love, sick Tributes which serve to crown her vicious exhibition. In this, her prostitution had dishonored even prostitution.

Yet, it was but 1 session with the debased whore. After having washed then repainted her soiled face, the profanity would began again with another customer upon those stairs. Such was a single night of the whore.

And more than a battlefield, she ate armies of men, each hour of their trysts notched into her body, her face, and her tip jars. 

It was only with the hour of dusk, that she- like some nocturnal vampire, stopped her cycle of resurrections. And with the creeping fingers of morning light through its shutters, she wilted in sadness, exhausted, she waded out of the rank dirtied sheets. At last, with soiled cheeks, the false widow goes away and blew out the bed- theater's lamps and closed the temple door, with the room still burning with smoke of perfumed lamp and the excited smell of her turgid vulva.

With her remaining strength, the adulteress carried the ignoble smell of her treasured brothel and climbed up her real sleeping bed. And, again like some nocturnal creature, she would sleep for much of the brilliant day, only to reawaken by the evil dusk. Back in the soiled temple whose lower floors were again swollen with impatient ranks of urgent men. 

A THICK WALL

We can only be thankful of the invention of thick walls and attics. For we are told that thankfully, Madame's children were housed on the other side of the building and entirely separated by architecture by a whole separate set of entrances and stair cases to their apartments. Some efforts were made for them so they would not have to endured the swollen legions of impatient and urgent “suitors” that ascended the other side of the building with an appointment for their mother.

If the cunning woman was indeed full of hellish cunning, perhaps we should wish that above all, like the actress that constantly masked her grinning shame from the public streets, she had enough acting abilities to play the part of a mother. It seemed that they were able to have a semblance of a mother who often kissed them with those notorious lips, despite that such befouled lips at other times reeked of her suitors.

And her 2 maids? We were told that after those debauched "daughters" washed away the poisons of loves from their stained features, they joined the little ones and played the part of their governess and nursemaids.

"He would very much like to meet you too! But you have to promise to be really really good from now on and study hard so he would stay with you. Okay?" ㋡

THE HELL STAINED FEMALE SOUL

Despite these Pagan fornications, in public, Madame Du Crete- along with her two handmaids had managed to keep up appearances in the best of Paris' circles. She always sauntered in her cutting variety of dresses in perfect Burgundy, blessed with daring plunges of decolletage. During churches and soirees, Madame's body played the angel, but her mind plays the beast. When with acquaintances she was the pitiful fashionable widow, but during those same lamentable nights, her nights belonged to strangers and sycophants with all the brutality of an unbridled passion.

Naturally, with time, and as she became more famous, she also increased her prices.

In truth, she was only idolatrous of herself and of her beauty, her spirit has long broken with God, instead of a spirit life, she had turned entirely to her body; her only true sovereign is pleasure, she arouses, she incites, and most of all, devours and greedily engorges. It is only with such an abandoned soul, which she discard and stifles little by little, and which she daily perverts little by little, we see that from such a long chain of degradations and disorders: that she was able to undertake without difficulty the darkest crimes. For souls like hers have nothing that scares or gives horror. That she would one day try to hide her adultery with murder!

However for the time being, she had retained enough control over herself to keep up appearances. She has bluffed everyone, from her dignified peers of ranked nobles, to generally chatty matrons, even the doctors who have examined her over the years!