The Power of Mesmerism - A Highly Erotic Narrative of Voluptuous Facts and Fancies E-Book

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• Herausgeber: Anonymous
• Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

When Harry teaches the young Frank the powers of mesmerism (hypnotism), he finds that he can use his new-found skill to a particularly libidinous end. With the correct sentence, Frank is able to make those under his spell act out the most provocative of practices and even lewder displays of fornication.

Soon he becomes so adept at his skill that the participants freely engage and yearn for the kind of sexual release their subconscious could only yearn for. Frank is indeed intent on providing 'fun' for all the family.

This bizarre and ribald tale, written anonymously in 1891, bursts at the seems with all manner of naughtiness; a rare gem and worthy addition to any collection, 'The Power of Mesmerism' is Victorian Erotica at its very best.

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The Power of Mesmerism

A Highly Erotic Narrative of Voluptuous Facts and Fancies

Anonymous

First digital edition 2017 by Anna Ruggieri

PRINTED FOR THE NIHISLISTS. MOSCOW 1891

Brackley Hall was a fine old place in the lovely country ofDevon and had been in the possession of the Etheridges forcenturies.

The park was beautifully wooded, and stretched down on one sideto the coast, commanding in all directions the most enchantingviews.

Mr. Etheridge was a man of some forty years of age, ofsingularly handsome appearance, and bore evident traces of theItalian blood which flowed in his veins. He had the appearance of aman having strong amorous passions, but his manners were as gentleas those of a woman, and he was universally popular throughout thewhole county.

His wife was a woman of unusual beauty. Descended from an oldSpanish family, she had married when but sixteen years of age; Mr.Etheridge having met her at the house of some friends, and as theymutually fell in love with each other, their united entreatiesovercame the objection raised on accountof her youth, and in factthe warm blood that flowed in her veins had ripened her beauty toan extent almost unusual in those of more phlegmatic races.

She was now in her thirty-fifth year, and in the full zenith ofher charms. An exquisitely shaped head graced a neck and shoulderswhite as alabaster, large liquid eyes, and long drooping lashes, anose of perfect form, and two ruby pouting lips that seemed made tobe kissed.

Her form was magnificent, of commanding height, widely spreadinghips, and a bosomof massive proportions, the firmness of whichrendered stays entirely unnecessary; a fact that was evident onwatching the rise and fall of those two lovely globes, their formbeing perfectly defined even to the nipples, beneath herwell-fitting dress.

Herglance was electric, and it was impossible to meet her lookunmoved, she exhaled an atmosphere of voluptuousness of the mostmaddening force.

Her daughter Ethel, who had left school in Paris but a fewmonths, was the very counterpart of her lovely motherin her leadingfeatures. She had just completed her seventeenth year, and was oftall, graceful stature, with a perfect figure. The smallness of herwaist contrasted perfectly with the ravishing fullness of bosom andwideness of hips. She had the liquid eyes of her mother, but theywere suffused with a humidity that wasperfectly maddening, and theexpression of every feature of her lovely face and palpitating formspoke of a warmth of temperament and lascivious abandon that wouldhave tempted an anchorite.

On a bright summer afternoon, in the year 18—, father,mother, and daughter were waiting at the railway station, anxiouslyexpecting the arrival of the remaining member of the family, Frank,who, a year older than Ethel, had been finishing his education inGermany, and was now returning to take up his residence atBrackley.

At last the train arrived, and they hardly recognised thehandsome, tall, and fine-looking young fellow who leaped out togreet them.

A few hours after reaching the house the parents noted apeculiar change that had taken place in their son. A dreamy languorseemed to have taken possession of him, in place of the exuberantflow of animal spirits that characterised him as a boy. He had astrange habit of looking as though he were endeavouring to read thevery thoughts of those with whom he came in contact.

Mrs. Etheridge noticed this particularly, but thinking he wasfatigued by his long journey, made no remark. But the mostremarkable effect was produced on Ethel; her brother seemed utterlyunable to remove his eyes from her. Her singular beauty, and thenameless charm that pervaded her, seemed to have an irresistibleattraction for him. Every time that his eye rested on her shetrembled violently, and seemed labouring under some mysterious andpowerful influence. Her lovely breasts heaved, and the humidity ofher eyes increased, and she still seemed unusually excited afterher brother had left the room in order to dress for dinner.

Some friends had been invited to dine, and Frank found himselfplaced between his mother and sister. He glanced alternately at thetwo lovely bosoms, well exposed by the low dresses each of themwore; and his face flushed, and he seemed for the moment about tofaint, but almost immediately recovering himself, heproceeded withhis dinner and joined in the conversation.

In the course of the meal he ventured again to glance at hissister, and as she was leaning forward he saw the lovely valleybetween those hills of snow.

He accidentally pressed his knee against hers, she immediatelylooked at him fondly, and her breasts rose and fell tumultuously asshe mechanically pressed closer to him.

Nothing further happened on this occasion, but they had a mostcharming evening in the drawing room, and Ethel and Frank seemed tohave formed a more than usually close friendship. They had not seeneach other for four years, and their reunion seemed a source of thegreatest delight to both of them. Mrs. Etheridge also inspired herson with the most intense affection.

Before retiring for the night Frank proposed an early walk onthe grounds, as he was anxious to renew his acquaintance with allthe spots so attractive to him when a boy, and Ethel joyouslyassented. Six o'clock was agreed to, which would leave them twogood hours untilbreakfast time.

When Ethel retired to rest she was in a state of wild excitementand could not banish her darling brother's image from herthoughts.

At length she fell into a troubled sleep, and after tossingwildly about, awoke suddenly and found that she was spending, hernightdress and chemise were saturated, and her lovely cunt wasthrobbing with the extasy. She was no stranger to this sensation(as the reader will subsequently learn), as she habitually producedthe result with her fingers; but this emission seemed more madlyexciting than any she had ever felt before, and was producedwithout the usual means. At length she fell asleep again, butdreamt continually of her brother.

He, for his part, was mentally exercising a power he hadacquired in Germany (the peculiar circumstance of the manner inwhich he gained this knowledge will be duly explained later on),and this was sufficient to account for his sister's condition.

Punctually at six o'clock on the following morning, brother andsister met in the hall. She threw herself into his arms andembraced him with great affection. "You darling brother," said she,"how glad I am to have you back with us; it seems like a new worldto me."

"My dearest sister," replied he, "it is I who am the happy one,I cannot express to you the delight and happiness I feel in yoursociety, after so long an absence."

After embracing again they started on their ramble; Ethelpointed out all her pet flowers and every spot that she liked,until they found themselves, at length,in a charming little groveoverhanging the beach.

"Frank, darling," said she, "I have a headache; shall we sitdown here and rest a short time until it goes away?"

"Certainly, my darling, and I think I can relieve that headacheby a simple expedient I learned in Germany."

He then sat down opposite to her, and taking her two thumbs heldthem in the palm of his left hand, while with the right he madepasses from her head to her feet, at the same time gazing into hereyes with a literally devouring look.

As he proceeded the humidity in her lovely eyes increased untilthe eyelids at last closed, and her head sank on her bosom.

After continuing the passes for a short time longer, herbrother, still keeping his eyes fixed on her, gradually allowed herhands to slip away from his, and fall on her lap. Heappearedintensely excited, his nostrils were dilated, he breathedhard, and his eyes seemed to burn in their sockets.

He gently laid Ethel down on her back, and after waiting tosatisfy himself that she was in a fast mesmeric sleep, he placedone throbbing hand on her hip, and gradually raising it till hefound the lovely prominence of one charming bosom, then his otherhand sought its companion, and he pressed those heaving hills ofsnow which he felt perfectly under her thin muslin dress. He nextknelt down by her side, and brought her breasts fully to view; theywere indeed lovely, the two little pink nipples were stifflyerected, and seemed wooing to be kissed. She wore no stays, and hishand wandered over her lovely velvety skin down to her enchantingbelly. Then rising, he leant forwards and gradually raised herdress in front.

First, her lovely ankles were seen, then her swelling calves,beautifully shaped knees, and glorious thighs. Frank felt faint andsick,and was compelled to desist from further exploration till hehad somewhat recovered.

In a few moments he gently separated those divine thighs, andhis eyes were riveted on his sister's darling little cunt, whichnow lay fully exposed to view. Two lovely coral lips, which wereslightly parted, moist and throbbing, first met his gaze. Heseparated them yet further with his finger and saw the exquisiteclitoris perfectly visible. Utterly unable to resist thetemptation, he glued his lips to the lovely spot, and titillatedthe clitoris with his tongue. Almost immediately she began towrithe and twist about, and he felt her balmy emission flow intohis mouth as she spent with low moans. He then desisted, andreleasing his bursting prick commenced slowly to frighimself, whilegazing on the exquisite beauties exhibited to his view. Withspasmodic jerks the semen flew from him while he moaned withpleasure.

Now fearing discovery, he carefully wiped his sister's cunt withhis handkerchief, which he madly kissed afterwards, and adjustedher dress, removed all traces of his own spending, and proceeded toawaken his sister. Placing her in a sitting position against atree, he recommenced his passes, this time in a contrary direction,and she soon after opened her eyes.

After looking at him vaguely for a moment, she flung her armsround his neck, and kissed him. "Oh," she said, "I have beenasleep, and had such a delicious dream."

"Has your headache gone?" said he.

"Oh," she replied, "I did have a headache, but not a symptom ofit remains."

She was evidently utterly unconscious of all that had takenplace, and her brother suggested they should resume their walk.

At breakfast Mrs. Etheridge said, "You have had a walk betimesthis morning, my children, and you are both looking quiterosy."

So they were, but she little knew the cause.

After breakfast Mr. Etheridge addressed himself to his son,"Your mamma and myself are obliged to go to Lynton this afternoonon family business, and I fear we shall not be able to return untillate, but I have no doubt you will be able to amuse yourself; Ethelwill, I am sure, do her best to keep you from getting dull on yourfirst arrival at home, after so long an absence."

When they had started, Frank accompanied Ethel into her sittingroom, and begged her to sing and play for him, in order that hemight hear what progress she had made.

She at once complied with his request, and he sat by her sidewatching with glaring eye the rise and fall of her lovely bosom asshe sang him a charming little song, full of simple naturaltenderness. He was, in fact, lusting madly for his own sister, andwhy not?

In the earliest history of our own race incest was no sin; whyshould we now consider it as such? On the other hand what can bemore intensely excitingthan the knowledge that one is indulgingevery feeling of lasciviousness conjointly with one united sonearly by ties of blood and kindred.

When she had finished he burned to enjoy her, but dared not, andwith an effort he left the room, saying that he hadsome letters towrite.

He went to his bedroom, but on his way thither he saw theadjoining door open and recognized a dress his sister had worn onthe previous evening hanging against the wall. Her bed was stillunmade, her nightdress was lying on it, andby the side of the bed apair of drawers that she left there on changing her underlinen. Herushed to the bed, kissed the nightdress, and literally glued hislips to that portion of her drawers which had covered her darlinglittle cunt. He was so excitedthat he could scarcely forbear fromspending on the spot. Hearing approaching footsteps he immediatelymade his way to his own room, and bolting the door, he tore off histrousers. Doubling up the pillow, he inserted his erect prickbetween the folds, andstraining it tightly between his thighs,threw himself forward on the bed, and thinking of his darlingsister, with a few heaves backwards and forwards, spentdeliciously. He then lay down and pondered over the best means ofattaining his desires, for he resolved that he would enjoy hissister in every conceivable manner, let the consequences be whatthey might.

His meditations were interrupted by the luncheon bell. Hedescended to the dining room, and the sight of his sister arousedhis desires with redoubled force; he devoured her with his eyes,and she again exhibited the same restless and uncomfortablesymptoms that possessed her in the morning; her colour rose, herbosom rose and fell tumultuously, she squeezed her thighs together,sighed deeply, and seemed altogether unlike herself.

Seeing this he averted his gaze, and commenced talking onindifferent subjects. When the servants had left the room, hesuggested another stroll on the grounds, as it was such a lovelyafternoon. She consented with delight,and they set forth.

After rambling some distance from the house, she said, "Frank,my darling, there is such a lovely summer house in this thicketwhere I often come and read, shall we go in and rest?"

Frank was delighted at the idea. It was a charming littleretreat, completely hidden by trees, and furnished mostluxuriously—a velvet couch, an easy chair, and a loungeoccupying the whole of one side invited to repose.

They sat down, and Frank's arm wound round his sister's enticingwaist, and he could notresist kissing those lovely pouting lips.She trembled like an aspen, and as he gazed into her moist andhumid eyes, the strange symptoms reappeared.

Frank could no longer resist, but holding her thumbs hecommenced the magnetic passes, and she speedily fell into his arms,apparently in a deep slumber. He now sought to see if he wasentirely successful in his attempt to produce the effect hedesired, and therefore taking her in his arms and laying her on thecouch, he said, "Ethel, do you know where you are?"

"With my darling brother," she replied.

"Do you love him?"

"Madly," was the reply.

"What would you like to do to prove that love?"

"Anything he desires."

"Stand up."

She did so.

"Unfasten your dress; take it off."

She complied immediately.

"Loosen yourpetticoats and take them off; now your slippers andyour stockings."

The dear girl did exactly as requested, still in the samedreamy, languid manner. She now stood in her chemise and drawersonly, and Frank felt as if he would faint. This splendid girlstanding before him; lovely ankles, calves, and bare feet and thoseenchanting breasts peeping over her embroidered chemise,constituted a most voluptuous sight.

"Now, my darling," said he, "remove your drawers."

She did so, and he snatched them up and covered them withkisses.

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