Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2025 16:01:29 +0000 (UTC) From: Titan Hoop Club Subject: The Virgin Auction THE VIRGIN AUCTION This is a work of celebrity lesbian fiction. The story is based upon the 1978 Louis Malle film, "Pretty Baby." These sexual scenarios existed only in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by underage girls, prostitutes, and lesbian sex for hire, please stop reading immediately. Violet was played by Brooke Shields; Susan Sarandon played Hattie; Frances Faye played Nell; and Barbara Steele portrayed Josephine. (Lesbian Celebrity) ** If you would like to read more of my erotic stories, look for "Titan Hoop Club" in the Prolific Authors section. ** >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> NEW ORLEANS, 1917 The Crescent City was humming. No one had seen such a flurry of activity since the Spanish-American War, some twenty years earlier. President Wilson and Congress had recently declared war on the Germans, and joined the French and British in the Great War. New Orleans is located at the mouth of the mighty Mississippi River as it leads into the Gulf of Mexico. Strategically, it had been fought for in the War of 1812, and the War Between the States. Few were around anymore that remembered when New Orleans was captured in 1862, and the subsequent privations as a result of the Yankee occupation. The strong had survived, and a new, entrepreneur class had been established in the city. Now, in addition to the commerce that normally traveled up and down the Mississippi, troops were being ferried, and military arms and supplies were urgently needed for shipment to Europe. In addition to New Orleans' vital port facilities, it became an important U.S. Navy logistical hub and port of embarkation. The city, considered by many to be a unique mix of Southern gentility and a wide-open den of sin that was once confined to the Wild West, New Orleans was a confluence of contradictions. Most of the saloons, brothels, and music halls were located in the Storyville section of the city. Well-bred ladies didn't venture in that neighborhood at night where their husbands could often be found seeking liquor and entertainment. Perhaps the most stately and affluent of the brothels was "Miss Nell's." Nicely appointed inside, "Miss Nell's" was reputed to have the prettiest parlor house girls in the city. A mixture of white girls, and mixed-race quadroons and octoroons, highest among the brothel's hierarchy was Hattie, a beautiful, curly-haired blonde in her early-thirties. In addition to her unmistakable loveliness, Hattie was a silver-tongued charmer. Her tempting, flirtatious skills made her gentlemen customers feel special, and she was consistently "Miss Nell's" top earner. Two of the hazards of unprotected sex in the early twentieth century were venereal disease, and unwanted pregnancies. Hattie had two of the latter: A recently born boy, and 11-year-old daughter, Violet. Many patrons and passersby had remarked that the brown-tressed Violet was the prettiest little girl that they had ever seen. With her mother working in the elegant brothel, several curious inquiries were made about Violet's availability. Basically kind-hearted, but with a debilitating cocaine addiction, brothel owner, "Miss Nell," had rejected all offers and queries so far, as the pretty, preteen girl was yet to enter puberty. Despite living in a brothel, and with a prostitute for a mother, Violet had largely lived an idyllic daily life. Never sent to school, she was allowed to roam throughout the neighborhood, and to play all day with the black and white children whose parents worked for "Miss Nell" as cooks, servants, stable workers, etc. Violet noticed that things began to change as she neared her 12th birthday. Certain boys she was no longer able to play with, and the parlor girls and "Miss Nell" began to treat her differently. Violet also began to notice two small bumps blossoming on her slender chest, and tiny wisps of brown pubic hair were beginning to grow around her youthful, virginal "kitty." It had never been fully explained to Violet, but she would soon be expected to earn her keep at "Miss Nell's." The madame, approaching her 70's, had engineered a plan for Violet's "first time." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> With the outbreak of war, things began to grow uneasy for the inhabitants of Storyville. While prostitution was legal and taxed, there were rumors that the area might soon be shut down. There had always been the ineffectual civic "do-gooders" and reformers who wanted to stamp out the vibrant, if illicit life in Storyville. Recently, however, they had been joined by powerful elements in the Department of War, who wanted to reduce or eliminate venereal disease among the soldiers and sailor who came through, or were stationed in New Orleans, and would be needed for the war in France and Belgium, or on the high seas. "Miss Nell" had been through this before, and had little fear that this "do-gooder" efforts would come to fruition. "Miss Nell" had plenty of friends in city hall, and in the Louisiana capitol in Baton Rouge. Many of the rich and powerful were clients of "Miss Nell," and she felt that she had little to fear. She had, however, never dealt with the U.S. Navy. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Precocious, angelic-faced Violet had always been a favorite among the fortunate, childless prostitutes who inhabited the brothel. The pretty, vivacious girl was a source of merriment, and she was a welcome young friend during the daytime hours, before the customers began to arrive. Days away from her 12th birthday, Violet began to feel a sense of dread as the brothel women seemed to avoid her, knowing what would soon be in store for the virgin girl. Violet was by no means clueless as to what her mother and the other parlor women did for money behind closed bedroom doors. On a couple of occasions, Violet had hid in her mother's bedroom, and watched as she dutifully serviced the sweaty, mainly older men who could afford Hattie's company. Hattie, unlike some of the others, also occasionally made love to women for a price. The sex was always gentler and easier for the working girls, and was a welcome break from the fat, lusty old men. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Hiding in her mother's tall chifforobe, Violet peeked out of a small crack in the dresser door. Her mother was naked, and kissing a woman who appeared to be ancient to Violet... over 40-years-old! She recognized the woman in the black wig as the wife of a New Orleans politician. Violet could easily see why her mother was the most popular, and expensive of "Miss Nell's" girls. With a beautiful face, voluptuous breasts, and a shapely, womanly body, Violet hoped that she would someday grow up to look like her mother. The older woman had only partially undressed, but her avid mouth had already surrounded one of Hattie's ample boobs. Violet tried not to giggle when she heard the slurping sounds of the woman feasting on her mother's enticing breasts. As Violet continued to watch, the older woman took off her cumbersome dress, and lifted her elaborate undergarments. Violet's mother descended between the woman's legs, and beneath the sturdy lingerie which now covered Hattie's blonde-haired head. Violet was unable to clearly see as her mother dutifully ate the older woman's pussy. What she could see was the woman's reaction, as she furled up the bedclothes in her hands, and made strange grunting sounds and moans as Violet's beautiful, naked mother attended to her. Violet remained quiet and hidden in the chifforobe until the politician's wife departed. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was finally the day of Violet's 12th birthday. The youngster, not yet a teenager, was justifiably excited. A small party had been planned with a cake and candles, and everyone in the house was expected to be there. Wanting to look her prettiest, Violet had chosen to take a bath. Luxuriating in the warm water of the porcelain tub, the brown-haired girl wasn't surprised when someone entered. The door was never kept locked, and several of the women shared the same bathroom, with its modern indoor plumbing. Rather than being one of the parlor girls, it was instead "Miss Nell." Judging by her pinhole eyes, the elderly madam had recently taken a generous amount of cocaine. Lying with her back against the tub, Violet was surprised when "Miss Nell" began to wordlessly explore her small, budding breasts with her impatient hand. "Good, good." The grey-haired woman murmured as she circled Violet's small, blossoming brown nipples and areolae. "Can you stand up, Princess," Nell asked. Violet slowly complied, revealing her lithe, completely-naked young body. The dollar signs were dancing in the old woman's head as she eagerly viewed the fresh-faced, virginal beauty. In an era where one "checked the merchandise," "Miss Nell's hands eagerly explored Violet's slender, nude body. At 12, Violet was tall for her age. Her long legs and deep brown eyes made the little girl resemble a vulnerable fawn. Greedily squeezing Violet's small, firm buttocks, "Miss Nell" clucked approvingly. The young girl had nary an ounce of baby fat as the old madam ran her curious fingers between the 12-year-old's legs. Wincing for the first time at the unwanted touch, "Miss Nell" looked and felt for the signs of the little girl's maturing vulva. Carefully inserting a single finger into Violet's vagina, "Miss Nell" felt the pushback of an intact hymen, ensuring a high price when the little girl was put out to work. Before leaving, the satisfied brothel owner playfully pinched Violet's now-erect nipples before allowing the prized little girl to continue with her bath. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Putting on her best dress, and allowing her mother to stylishly curl her pretty, brown hair, Violet was welcomed at the small, happy party with applause. Many of the women who had oddly recently shied away from her had accepted the inevitable, and were now offering their best wishes to the newly-turned 12-year-old. Unknown to Violet, "Miss Nell" had decided to auction off the little girl's virginity. With an intact hymen, "Miss Nell" reckoned that Violet would bring in a sizeable "first time" fee from among her eager, wealthier clientele, which included New Orleans businessmen, southern politicians, and naval officers from some of the finest eastern families. After blowing out her candles and opening up a few small presents, Violet left the salon before the male customers arrived and were told for the first time of the "virgin auction" which would be taking place very soon. Wandering upstairs in the large wooden house, Violet was approached by her friend, blonde-haired Josephine. Not as popular with the men as her mother, 19-year-old Josephine was nevertheless a beauty in her own right, and had taken a shine to Violet during the last year or so that she lived at the brothel. Josephine had curious look in her eye that night. Wishing Violet a happy birthday, Josephine forcibly kissed Violet on her ruby-red lips, and eagerly fondled the 12-year-old's maturing breasts over her pretty dress. Startled, Violet managed to break away from Josephine's embrace and ran frightened down the hallway. Reaching the bedroom that she shared with two other small children, Violet closed the door behind her as she attempted to catch her breath. Suddenly, she remembered that Josephine was one of the few women at the brothel who also shared her charms with women. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> As a sort of dress rehearsal for the big "virgin auction," "Miss Nell" had come up with the idea of having a similar auction for Violet's favors among some of New Orleans' more affluent girl-lovers. In addition to some rough-looking lesbians, the women included the unfulfilled, unhappy wives of the Crescent City's most esteemed lawyers, businessmen, and local Democratic politicians. Some of the girl-lovers were entrepreneurial woman who had started their own businesses, like boarding houses, saloons, and elegant French-cuisine and Creole restaurants which had begun to pop up in the city as early as the 1840's. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Seated in a wicker chair, the beautiful, long-legged 12-year-old was dressed in a diaphanous sleeveless nightgown, and was lifted and paraded before the salaciously eager female patrons by two male servants. Easily seeing through Violet's transparent outerwear, the women cooed and tittered at the appearance of the beautiful, unsullied girl. "Miss Nell" confidently assured the women of Violet's virginity, but cautioned them not to violate the little girl's hymen with their fingers or other objects. That would be the prize of the winning male bidder. Stepping down from the wicker chair, Violet was given a sparkler to hold in each hand as she turned slowly to display her enticingly lithe body to the avaricious women. The bidding began spiritedly, but it was soon shut down when 51-year-old Belle Dumont offered the princely sum of $500 for the 12-year-old virgin. With the sparklers taken from Violet's hands, the losing bidders offered their insincere applause as Violet was directed toward "Miss Belle." The grey-haired quadroon woman was the owner of one New Orleans' most elegant restaurants. In the multi-cultural city, no one seemed particularly bothered that the once-beautiful woman was a quarter black. "Miss Belle" was well-known to be a Sapphist, with a small stable of mostly black female lovers. Nervously stepping up to the wealthy, elderly woman, Violet gulped as "Miss Belle" reached down the top of Violet's nightgown to explore the 12-year-old's budding breasts. "Very nice," she muttered as Violet mutely allowed the premature fondling. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Congratulating "Miss Belle," "Miss Nell" greedily clutched the proffered $500 in Yankee greenbacks. Violet was then instructed to take "Miss Belle's" hand, and lead her to the bedroom that had been set aside for the occasion. The room, specially decorated for a celebration, was adorned with a bevy of sweet-smelling, fresh-cut flowers. Unsure of what do, Violet nervously waited for instructions from the winning bidder, whom she had seen many times before in the streets of Storyville. Her answer would come soon when the grey-haired, slightly dark-skinned woman began to inquisitively stroke Violet's face and lips, as if touching a porcelain doll. "I've waited a long time for this, honey," "Miss Belle" purred in Violet's ear. Unexpectedly, "Miss Belle" began to kiss Violet, perhaps even more forcefully than Josephine had tried to do on her 12th birthday. The older woman's mouth tasted of whiskey and tobacco. Remarkably, the young girl had received very little instruction on the art of lovemaking. It was assumed that her male and female customers would simply do as they pleased with her young body. After all, they would be paying for the privilege. "Miss Belle's" eager tongue soon entered Violet's mouth. The little girl wanted to push the older woman away, but she knew that would only lead to a beating from "Miss Nell." Violet hadn't been punished in that way for some time now, and surely didn't miss it. "Let me get a good look at you, Violet," "Miss Belle" finally said, only taking her tongue out of Violet's hesitant mouth long enough to utter those words. Instructing the pretty, brown-haired girl to raise her arms above her head, the older woman lifted Violet's nightgown. The little girl's naked body was pale, having never been exposed to the hot, Louisiana sunlight. "Miss Belle" stopped to admire Violet's blossoming little boobs, and curiously probed them with her avid fingers. Violet stood ramrod upright like a "brave little soldier" as the older woman pinched, pulled, and groped her budding booblets. While she would never have used or understood the word submissive, Violet knew from her mother and the other girls that unless she was being physically harmed or in actual danger, her job was to let the customer have his or her way, and without complaint. As "Miss Belle" continued to explore Violet's naked, 12-year-old body, her hand descended between the little girl's slender legs, finding Violet's sparsely-haired pussy. The older woman was careful not to penetrate the little girl. Instead, she explored the pretty, brown-haired girl's tightly closed lower lips, and began to excitedly rub them, causing Violet to involuntarily buckle over. Spinning Violet around, "Miss Belle" clasped and playfully slapped Violet's taut butt cheeks before beginning to undress. Naked, Violet sat patiently on the bed as the older woman undressed, removing her dress, corset, shoes, and extensive undergarments. The older, grey-haired woman was decidedly flabby, with large, pendulous breasts. There was nothing timorous or bashful about 51-year-old, Belle Dumont, who was now completely naked, like Violet. "Miss Belle" was well-experienced in the art of making love with women and girls. Approaching the child, "Miss Belle" placed a fleshy breast into Violet's innocent face. Instinct took over, and Violet began to lick and suckle the big, soft breast. "Miss Belle" petted the little girl's beautiful, brown hair, enjoying the little girl's attentive lips and tongue. Reaching for Violet's hands, she pressed each of them against her big breasts. To "Miss Belle's" satisfaction, a curl of a smile developed on Violet's mouth. With a guttural laugh, the older woman easily lifted the naked child and placed her delicately on the bed. Lying beside Violet, "Miss Belle" said, "Just relax, honey," and began to squeeze and knead Violet's little breasts as she again inserted her eager tongue into Violet's inexperienced mouth. Repositioning her fleshy body on the bed, it was now the moment of truth for Violet as "Miss Belle" spread the little girl's yearling-like legs. With her desirous face just inches from the 12-year-old's sparsely-haired pussy, Violet squirmed nervously as the older woman began to probingly touch her with her acquisitive fingers. "Pay attention, honey," "Miss Belle" intoned, "You'll soon be doing this to me." With that, the older woman delivered a long, robust lick of Violet's virgin pussy. Violet's young body quivered and trembled as the older woman performed cunnilingus on her. The sensation was surprisingly pleasurable to the beautiful 12-year-old, who moaned quietly as "Miss Belle's" attended to her with her expert oral skills. Spreading the little girl's lower lips with her fingers, the older woman's nimble tongue darted against Violet's tiny clitoris. The experience was unlike anything Violet had ever imagined. Gasping for breath, the little girl clutched the bedclothes as "Miss Belle's" excited tongue aggressively bored into her. Suddenly stopping, the older woman encouraged Violet to get up, and to straddle her avid face. Licking Violet's sparsely-haired pussy, "Miss Belle" reached up to grip and squeeze the 12-year-old's diminutive breasts as she tongue-fucked the youthful virgin. To Violet's surprise, a brand-new sensation took over her body and she began to quiver. Looking up at the naked little girl, "Miss Belle" informed the confused-looking girl, "You just climaxed." It was the most exciting thing that Violet had ever experienced, and of her own volition, she leaned down to kiss the older woman, and then rolled over onto her stomach. Seeing Violet's firm little ass, "Miss Belle" was determined to get her $500 worth with the heretofore virgin girl. Rubbing and squeezing Violet's appealing butt cheeks, the older woman licked her index finger, and gently slid it into Violet's untapped anus, causing Violet to squeal nervously. The older woman had been forbidden to break Violet's "cherry," but nothing had been said about the little girl's pretty backside. Violet flailed indignantly, but the bigger, older woman easily held the slender preteen in place. "Miss Belle's" finger worked frantically in-an-out of Violet's rectum, but soon, Violet didn't find the experience at all unpleasant. Stopping to rest momentarily, the old woman began wheezing. "I think it's your time, honey," "Miss Belle" declared. Dutifully, Violet aligned her reticent face against the old woman's silver-haired crotch. The 12-year-old knew that there was no possibility of going back now. To "Miss Belle's" satisfaction, Violet proved surprisingly adept in licking her first pussy. "Miss Belle" had admired the pretty, young girl for some time, and she was delighted to be the first customer of the blossoming-breasted beauty. Wanting to insert her eager fingers into Violet's pussy, she knew that she was forbidden. "Another time," Miss Belle rationalized, knowing that brown-eyed, 12-year-old temptress could soon be had for the usual $20 or so. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The main auction was again profitable for "Miss Nelle." The winning bidder delivered $450, but in gold. Violet closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as the wealthy, portly man hungrily entered her with his smallish cock. It was over quickly as the pain and the blood from the broken hymen gave Violet the idea of pretending to go unconscious. With the well-known, married man on top of Violet's seemingly lifeless, naked body, he quickly beat a hasty retreat to the door. Violet and the other parlor girls later laughed at the 12-year-old's clever trick. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The next morning, having enjoyed a surprisingly early evening, Violet wandered the hallway of the big house until she reached Josephine's bedroom. The blonde-haired woman was still asleep as Violet quietly entered. Josephine had had a full night of entertaining her male customers. Pulling the bedcovers aside, Violet removed her cotton nightgown, and climbed into the bed. Pretty, 19-year-old Josephine was naked, and smelled of tobacco and bay rum from the men who had fucked her the night before. Pressing her small breasts into Josephine's smooth back, Violet reached over to gently fondle her blonde-haired friend's seductive breasts. Violet had eagerly remembered Josephine's furtive kisses on the day of her 12th birthday. Feeling empowered after her recent sexual experience with "Miss Belle," she was eager to make love with the beautiful, young, parlor girl. With her enthusiastic hand rubbing Josephine's breasts, the blonde, working girl began to slowly wake up. Seeing this, Violet delivered a "good morning" kiss on Josephine's cheek. Looking at the giggling 12-year-old beauty, Josephine playfully wrestled the slender little girl atop her womanly body. Violet surprised the older girl by sloppily, but avidly, tongue-kissing her. Josephine's hands traversed the backside of Violet's naked body, caressing the girl's smooth, slender back, and gripping her taut butt cheeks. Violet reacted with a surprising smile when Josephine's acquisitive finger explored the rim of Violet's tiny, pink rosebud. With one of Josephine's breasts in her impatient hand, Violet tried to inhale the other one whole, licking and suckling the 19-year-old's modest boob. If Violet was trying to prove something to Josephine, the blonde-haired prostitute was more than willing to allow the pretty, brown-haired girl to try whatever she wanted. Kissing her way down Josephine's nubile body, Violet found her way between the older girl's legs. With her only previous lesbian experience having been with "Miss Belle," Violet determinedly began to feast on Josephine's pussy. "Well, this is a treat," the parlor girl said, as Violet's tongue hungrily assailed Josephine's "kitty." Petting Violet's brown-haired head, Josephine pushed Violet's pretty face deeper into her craving nether region. Violet's inexperienced tongue was now working overtime, and she managed to bring the young prostitute to a surprised orgasm. "Come over here," Josephine beckoned the naked 12-year-old. "Kissing Violet passionately on the lips, Josephine praised the little girl, "You've learned a lot," she concluded as she began to fondle the little girl's tiny breasts. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Before 1917 had concluded, the US Navy had succeeded in shutting the Storyville neighborhood down. "Miss Nell's" parlor girls scattered to different parts of the country in search of work, or husbands unaware of their past lives. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The End. Please support this great site. ** I would love to receive your feedback on this, or any of my erotic series. I can be reached via email at titanhoopclub@yahoo.com. **