shall not have a discharge with any one but yourself, and that I have
fucked (_baise_) no one but you. Oh! how I must love you.

It is two o'clock in the morning, I have violated and well worked you,
kissed, frigged, licked, and sucked you obliged you to yield to my
desires, the most debauched, the most shamelessly degrading during the
whole of the afternoon. All the afternoon, too, I have got you to suck
my member and my testicles. I have made you pass your tongue between my
toes and under my arms. I have compelled you to paint your body, to
drink my urine. I was almost on the point of getting you sucked and
licked by a pretty Lorette, perfectly naked, between your legs, and to
make you piss into her cunt in order to make the depravation more
debased than ever. I have had discharges from jealously. I have
discharged at least forty times; and when, after having left you to go
to my club, I returned home, and finding you fast asleep from
exhaustion, I awakened you and insisted upon your frigging me with your
rosy fingers, all the while licking my several parts. You implore me.
You are wearied, but I am intractable. You must do it in order to
excite you as much as I am myself excited. I suck your breast with
frenzy. The sucking that I have given your bosoms, and the fear you
have lest I should fetch a young girl to violate you with her breasts
in your cunt, filling your womb with her milk, excite your senses, and
then you hear a voice whose sound alone so pleasingly tickles your
womb, saying to you, "My pretty mistress, I implore you to abandon your
(?) to me. I will love you so fondly. I will be too kind and gentle, I
am so handsome, I will do all you can possibly wish. I know so well how
to have and suck a woman, my member is enormous, it is beautiful,
rose-coloured, large, long, hard and vigorous. Yield yourself to me."

Tell me if you like this one.

When you are ready you will call me so that I may come and say my daily
"How do you do?" You will begin by taking my----out of my trousers,
then half opening your gown, you will lift up your pretty chemise with
one hand, and will pass your other arm, soft as satin, round my neck. I
shall embrace you tenderly, then I shall lick your snow-white
shoulders, your bosoms, which seem to be bursting from the imprisonment
of your rose-coloured stays embroidered with lace. I shall lick between
your legs, over your divine little bottom, your nymph-like thighs being
at tha