A Modern Messalina
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Savage sex and sadism in this tale of a nymphomaniac who sapped men of their manhood in her frantic quest for sexual fulfillment.
Unexpurgated story of a love club where “Everything Goes!”
Many men have dreamed of finding a nymphomaniac who would screw them as much as they wished, so that they would never need be frustrated again. What these men do not realize is that the nymphomaniac is hardly an ideal sex partner, for her demands are endless, and woe betide the man who is not up, or cannot get up, to meet them. Her insatiable sexual appetite is a symptom of the underlying sickness that besets her, and she will be unable to be satisfied were she to have an army of men troop between her spread legs.
The 'Messalina' in the following story is a woman with this kind of unending and unsatisfiable sexual craving, and the pathology of the aberration is well marked in the delineation of her character. She is brutal, unfeeling, concerned only with her own pleasure which she never finds for long. Her maid, a willing accomplice in finding her lovers, seems to be a lesbian from the delight she takes in assisting her mistress to masturbate, though the maid takes a certain pleasure in being fucked by the roomers as well.
The ultimate brutality of this woman is clearly marked in her encounter with the Russian. He nearly kills her, though there is a certain perverse pleasure for her in being beaten. The moral, of course, is clear. Excessive sexuality, in whatever form it takes, destroys those who are beset with it.
Diamond's Temple, the second tale of this book, is a curious example of storytelling, in that it begins in media res and, with the exception of a slight displacement, maintains a unity of time that would have done the Greeks proud. It came to me in the form of a little thirty-two page pamphlet, badly reproduced an illustrated abominably, with a couple of pages missing here and there. The hiatus thus produced I silently bridged with a brief paragraph, hoping thereby to retain as much of the original flavor as possible, while at the same time removing the sudden breaks that missing pages produced. The original title on the little book called the story Hungry Men, and I suspect this is no closer to the real or original title than the title I have put on it. I have been unable, in the brief time available to me, to trace its origins completely, but I believe it is part of a longer work, possibly picked up by an underground printer to make a thirty-two pager, and when he had filled his pages he stopped, with no concern for the continuity or completeness of the story.
A Modern Messalina Michael DuBois This page copyright � 2009 Olympia Press. http://www.olympiapress.com INTRODUCTION FOREWORD CHAPTER ONE. Artificial Enjoyments CHAPTER TWO. A NIGHT ATTACK CHAPTER THREE. MESSALINA AND HERCULES CHAPTER FOUR. THE LAST TASK OF HERCULES DIAMOND'S TEMPLE The Amateur Prostitutes Savage sex and sadism in this tale of a nymphomaniac who sapped men of their manhood in her frantic quest for sexual fulfillment. also Unexpurgated story of a love club where “Everything
excited. Yes, there he stood, the ideal man of her imagination. He was endowed with Herculean strength and amatory powers. Between his powerful shoulders a neck rose that might be truly called a bull's neck. From his broad chest two strong hairy balk of flesh stood out and his strong stomach curved firmly in strong tension. A pair of legs like tree trunks crossed everywhere like bluish veins. But it was principally his cock and balls that attracted the most attention. His cock was many shades
told that they were nude under them. The girl was clad in a thin chamber robe, through which the white flesh of her pretty young body showed quite plainly. I stood up, my knees knocking together in terror, while the three men seated themselves comfortably, and the girl approached me. I protested feebly, but to no avail, when she started to remove my clothes. Piece by piece, she took them off until I stood cowering in the middle of the room, stark naked, even my shoes and stockings removed. One
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her temporary helplessness, after having dealt her a violent blow under the chin with one sudden jerk turned all her frocks back over her head, and with a few blows of his fist drove her legs apart. At the same time, quick as lightning, he unbuttoned his trousers and out came his terrible thick and long cock of a brownish color. He rammed it between the lips of the woman's vagina and clasping with one hand her neck, pressed his elbow heavily upon her face which was still covered with her