Horror/sf meets erotica
Mr Marvelís Magical Mystery Menagerie
Yes, you standing staring at the sign with a look Ė what is it? Half envy, half distaste? Overcome your scruples, come on in!
What? It will only cost you a pound: in real terms thatís nothing, is it?
Come on, come on, let me surprise and terrify you.
Risk a pound, come on!
Good. I knew you would.
Welcome, then, to Mr Marvelís Magical Mystery Menagerie!
Oh, surprised, are you? It does look a little tacky from the outside; signwriters come expensive these days and who has money to throw away on such things? In here we have luxury, just for our exhibits; thatís real silk hanging there and real wood tables, no less! Oh Mr Marvel donít waste his money, no sir! Only the best for Mr Marvelís customers!
Thank you. Iíll just put the money in here.
Yes, itís a fine box, real wood that is, donít get real wood these days, do you? Same guy made the box as made the tables for us. And there are damn few of those left, people who know how to handle the stuff. Precious it is, as you well know you being a discerning sort of person and all.
Now, come with me.
Look at this Ėoh yes, double-headed calves are quite usual! Mostly the farmers destroy them but stuffed and mounted, they make an attractive display, do they not? And here, oh yes, Siamese kittens, oh, donít turn away like that! Youíve seen Siamese twins on TV, havenít you? Theyíre covered in fur, thatís all.
Weak stomach, some people.
Look at this. Oh yes, Mr Marvel had a good time making these! Kittens stuffed and all dressed up, hereís a wedding, hereís a funeral Ė oh, not interested?
A foetus here, does that interest you? No arms or legs, just a trunk and ahead. It would have lived Ė
Look, I know you think youíve been conned, youíve probably seen all this type of thing before, itís common enough in the City Iíll admit.
Just as I thought, madam, surely in the great City youíd have freak shows, same as we folk out here in the country; I knew that. But we do have something else.
Only if youíre ready for it, mind.
Youíre sure now?
Yes, yes, a pound is a pound, even if it is nothing these days.
All right, then, come with me.
Steady now, the floorís a bit rocky here Ė
Right, if you duck under this tarpaulin here Ė
Sorry kids, itís time to get showing again. Oh, moans and groans and fussing, come on, come on, you want to be fed tonight, donít you?
Hereís a whole bunch of people come from the City of London to see you and thatís a rare long way away! Truly, sir, these are rare exhibits indeed. Few left in the world, we have the finest pair around. Grown, too, grown up in Mr Marvelís loving care and attention.
Whatís that? Oh, we found them out in the desert, we did; you know that bit around South Yorkshire area? Wild it is, wild indeed up there, sir! Oh yes, had a real job catching these two, they fought like Ė well, wild animals, which they were. Mr Marvel took them in, madam, treated them like they were his own pets, fed and cared for them, he did!
Now look, fine grown, they are, and ready to exhibit.
Are you going to show the visitors your tricks, Sama and Sam? Come on, you know you like it! Damn sure you like it! Or would you like a touch of this to get it up?
Get it up, madam, that thing hanging in front of Sam there, it has to get up before he cam perform and sometimes it needs a touch of the whip. Training sometimes falls down.
But a touch of the whip will help Ė like that.
Oh he do yell! Every time he yells and every time I tell him, why do you wait for me to whip you, boy? And do you know? I think itís because he likes it.
Look how it stands up! So proud it is, so red and firm and sure.
Sama needs a touch of the whip now and then, too, see how her cheeks move when she walks, see how the skin flexes and bends with her body; oh yes, Sama likes a touch of the old whip around those fine cheeks, that she does and it donít do her no harm a all.
No sir, it doesnít. It makes her go all wet, so Sam here can Ė
Sam, now please!
See his fine upstanding cock, thatís what we call it, itís ready, thatís why itís standing up. See how his hands slide round those things, we call them tits, see the bits on the end, the nipples? See how they stand p and get all sort of hard and see how their mouths meet? Tongues touching, they are Ė
Oh sorry, madam, if you want to be sick thereís a bucket over there Ė
Saves cleaning the floor, you see.
See his hands on her cheeks, see how he pulls her toward him, see how she slides down his body, how she licks and touches and-
Another bucket? Sure, sure, over there, sir.
See how she takes his cock into her mouth and sucks on it?
Oh my, rare squeamish lot tonight, Sam!
Keep going, boy, youíre doing all right. They paid their money; theyíll see the show.
Okay, okay, theyíre getting sick, Sam, get it in, boy, get it in! See how the cock slides into her body? See the balls, those things hanging underneath, smacking against her skin as she wraps her legs round his waist, how she loves it, oh she loves it! Thatís moans of pleasure, sir, madam, moans of pleasure, that it be; I know, because I hear it often enough to know the sound and tonight she didnít need the whip to make her do it, either!
Oh yes, it gets wild; theyíve broken a couple of beds in their time! Bang bang they go, thumping around, thrusting that old cock clean in her cunt Ė oh thatís what we call that bit at the front of the ladies: cunt. You can call it a snatch but for me that donít picture it right; cunt pictures it right.
And then heís done, heís brought her to orgasm. Now thatís something I cannot begin to describe to you, ladies and gentlemen, Iím told itís a peak of pure fleeting pleasure, but I have to take their word for it; I just work here.
And then he pulls it out and look, itís going down.
Excuse me, the exitís that way, if you want to get out. I just need a word with Sama here.
Sama, listen, you bitch! If you come like that again Iíll whip you senseless! Youíre supposed to save something for the next lot! Okay, okay, have it your own way, Iíll bring the strap with me when the next lot arrive, you can bend over for a dozen on the cheeks, my dear. Give the punters a bit extra. Thatíll show you.
No, no way youíre going to get out of it now: Iíve told you and Iíve told you, pretend, fucking well pretend to fuck!
But will you listen? No, youíre like Sam here, you like a touch of the whip now and then. Now, give over with your hugging, Iíve got to get some more punters in.
Mr Marvel will want some return on his investment.
Yes you; standing string at the sign with a look Ė what is it? Half envy, half distaste? Overcome your scruples, come on in!
What? It will only cost you a pound, in real terms thatís nothing is it?
Come on, come on, let me show you, let me guide you, let me surprise and terrify you. you can see for yourself how we used to mate Ö
Risk a pound, come on!
Good. I knew you would.