Anon01/28/26, 21:52No.25051872
>MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE — I believe it is now of the highest importance to provide against the escape of the poison circulating in Madame's veins; consequently, Eugénie must very carefully sew your cunt and ass so that the virulent humor, more concentrated, less subject to evaporation and not at all to leakage, will more promptly cinder your bones.
>EUGENIE — Excellent idea! Quickly, quickly, fetch me needle and thread! Spread your thighs, Mamma, so I can stitch you together—so that you'll give me no more little brothers and sisters.
(Madame de Saint-Ange gives Eugénie a large needle, through whose eye is threaded a heavy red waxed thread; Eugénie sews.)
>MADAME DE MISTIVAL — Oh, my God! the pain!
>DOLMANCE, laughing like a madman — By God! excellent idea indeed! it does you honor, my dear; it would never have occurred to me.
>EUGENIE, from time to time pricking the lips of the cunt, occasionally stabbing its interior and sometimes using her needle on her mother's belly and mons veneris — Pay no attention to it, Mamma. I am simply testing the point.
>LE CHEVALIER — The little whore wants to bleed her to death!
>DOLMANCE, causing himself to be frigged by Madame de Saint-Ange, as he witnesses the operation — Ah, by God! how this extravagance stiffens me! Eugénie, multiply your stitches, so that the seam will be quite solid.
>EUGENIE — I'll take, if necessary, over two hundred of them… Chevalier, frig me while I work.
>LE CHEVALIER, obeying — I've never seen a girl as vicious as this one!
>EUGENIE, much inflamed — No invectives, Chevalier, or I'll prick you! Confine yourself to tickling me in the correct manner. A little asshole, if you please, my friend; have you only one hand? I can see no longer, my stitches go everywhere… Look at it I do you see how my needle wanders… to her thighs, her tits… Oh, fuck! what pleasure!…
