The Way of a Man with a Maid

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by  Anonymous Author

THE WAY OF A MAN

WITH A MAID

BY
ANONYMOUS

1908
The Way of a Man with a Maid By Anonymous.
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CONTENTS
VOLUME I - THE TRAGEDY
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
VOLUME II - THE COMEDY
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
VOLUME III
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
VOLUME IV
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Nineteen - Post Scriptum
1
VOLUME I - THE TRAGEDY
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CHAPTER ONE

I, the man, will not take up the time of my readers by detailing the
circumstances under which Alice, the maid, roused in me the desire for
vengeance which resulted in the way I adopted and which I am about to
relate. Suffice it then to say that Alice cruelly and unjustifiably jilted me!
In my bitterness of spirit, I swore that if I ever had an opportunity of
getting hold of her, I would make her voluptuous person recompense me
for my disappointment and that I would snatch from her by force the
bridegroom's privileges that I so ardently coveted. But I had to
dissemble! Alice and I had many mutual friends to whom this rupture
was unknown; we were therefore constantly meeting each other, and if I
gave her the slightest hint of my intentions towards her, it would be fatal
to the very doubtful chances of success that I had! And so successfully
did I conceal my real feelings under a cloak of generous acceptance of
her action that she had not the faintest idea (as she afterwards admitted
to me) that I was playing a part. But, as the proverb says, everything
comes to the man who can wait. For some considerable time, it seemed
as if it would be wise on my part to abandon my desire for vengeance, as
the circumstances of our daily lives were such as did not promise the
remotest chance of my getting possession of Alice under conditions of
either place or time suitable for the accomplishment of my purpose.
Nevertheless, I controlled my patience and hoped for the best, enduring
as well as I could the torture of unsatisfied desire and increasing lust.
It then happened that I had occasion to change my residence, and in my
search for fresh quarters, I came across a modest suite of a sitting-room
and two bedrooms which would by themselves have suited me
excellently; but with them, the landlord desired to let what he termed a
box or lumber-room. I demurred to this addition, but as he remained
firm, I asked to see the room. It was most peculiar both as regards access
and appearance. The former was by a short passage from the landing,
furnished with remarkably well-fitting doors at each end. The room was
nearly square, of a good size and lofty, but the walls were unbroken, save
by the one entrance, light and air being derived from a skylight, or rather
lantern, which occupied the greater part of the roof and was supported
by four strong and stout wooden pillars. Further, the walls were thickly
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padded, while iron rings were let into them at regular distances all round
in two rows, one close to the floor and the other about a height of eight
feet; from the roof beams dangled rope pulleys in pairs between the
pillars, while the two recesses on the entrance side, caused by the
projection of the passage into the room, looked as if they had at one time
been separated from the rest of the room by bars, almost as if they were
cells. So strange indeed was the appearance of the whole room that I
asked its history, and was informed that the house had been built as a
private lunatic asylum at the time when the now unfashionable square in
which it stood was one of the centres of fashion, and that this was the old
'mad-room' in which violent patients were confined, the bolts, rings and
pulleys being used to restrain them when very violent, while the padding
and the double doors made the room absolutely soundproof and
prevented the ravings of the inmates from annoying the neighbours. The
landlord added that the soundproof quality was no fiction as the room
had frequently been tested by incredulous visitors.
Like lightning the thought flashed through my brain. Was not this room
the very place for the consummation of my scheme of revenge? If I
succeeded in luring Alice into it, she would be completely at my mercy,
for her screams for help would not be heard and would only increase my
pleasure, while the bolts, rings, pulleys, etc., supplemented with a little
suitable furniture, would enable me to secure her in any way I wished
and to hold her fixed while I amused myself with her. Delighted with the
idea, I agreed to include the room in my suite. Quietly, but with deep
forethought and planning, I got certain furniture made which, while in
outward appearance most innocent, as well as most comfortable, was in
truth full of hidden mechanisms planned for the special discomfiture of
any woman or girl that I might wish to hold in physical control. I had the
floor covered with thick Persian carpets and rugs, and the two alcoves
converted into nominal photographic laboratories, but in a way that
made them suitable for lavatories and dressing-rooms. When completed,
the 'Snuggery' (as I christened it) was in appearance a distinctly pretty
and comfortable room, while in reality it was nothing more or less than a
disguised torture chamber!
And now came the difficult part of my scheme.
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How to entrap Alice? Unfortunately she was not residing in London but a
little way out. She lived with a married sister, and never seemed to come
to town except in her sister's company. My difficulty was therefore how
to get Alice by herself for a sufficiently long time to accomplish my
designs, and sorely I cudgelled my brains over this problem!
The sisters frequently visited town at irregular intervals as dictated by
the contingencies of social duties or shopping. True to my policy of
l'entente cordiale, I had welcomed them to my rooms for rest and
refreshment and had encouraged them to use my quarters; and partly
because of the propinquity of the rooms to Regent Street, partly because
of the very dainty meals I invariably placed before them, but mainly
because of the soothing restfulness induced by the absolute quiet of the
Snuggery after the roar and turmoil of the streets, it soon became their
regular practice to honour me with their company for luncheon or tea
whenever they came to town and had no special engagement. I need
hardly add that secretly I hoped these visits might bring me an
opportunity of executing my revenge, but for some months I seemed
doomed to disappointment. I used to suffer the tortures of Tantalus
when I saw Alice unsuspectingly braving me in the very room I had
prepared for her violation, within actual reach of me and of hidden
machinery that would place her at my disposal, did I set it working, were
it not for her sister's presence!
In fact, so keenly did I feel the position that I began to plan the capture
of both sisters together, to include Marion in the punishment designed
for Alice, and the idea in itself was not unpleasing, as Marion was a fine
specimen of female flesh and blood of a larger and more stately type than
Alice (who was 'petite'), and one could do much worse than have her at
one's disposal for an hour or two to feel and fuck! So seriously did I
entertain this project, that I got an armchair made in such a way that the
releasing of a secret catch would set free mechanisms that would be
actuated by the weight of the occupant and would cause the anus to fold
inwards and firmly imprison the sitter. Furnished with luxurious
upholstery and the catch fixed, it made the most inviting of chairs, and
from its first appearance, Alice took possession of it, in happy ignorance
that it was intended to hold her firmly imprisoned while I tackled and
secured Marion!