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Bjorn Brimble · 22-02-2024, 12:10

A trip to Theresa Berkeley’s place in Regency London sure sounds a lot of fun.

Theresa’s career spanned 49 years, ending only upon her death in 1836.

She began in 1787 by turning the White House, a mansion in Soho Square, into a haven of sadomasochism by installing various instruments of torture.

These included whip-thongs, cats-o’-nine-tails studded with needle points, supple switches, thin leather straps, curry combs, ox hide straps studded with nails and green nettles.

She opened another establishment in 1828 at 28 Charlotte Street (now 84-94 Hallam Street) Fitzrovia which housed a contraption devised for flogging gentlemen known as ‘the Horse’ and where George IV was a regular visitor.

George loved having his a*se punished.

Her supply of birch was extensive, and kept in water so it was always green and pliant. There were holly brushes, furze brushes and prickly evergreen called butcher’s brush.”

Clients could be “birched, whipped, fustigated, scourged, needle-pricked, half hung, holly brushed, furze brushed, butcher brushed, stinging nettled, curry combed, phlebotomised and tortured.”

She had a ready supply of mistresses in the form of Miss Ring, Hannah Jones, Sally Taylor, One-eyed Peg, Bauld-cunted Poll and a black girl called Ebony Bet, who administered heavy floggings and flagellation.

Mrs Berkeley being a woman of refinement referred to her famous horse as a “Chevalet” – it was a masterpiece of ingenious design.

Her clientele raved about it.

A strategically placed hole for the face allowed him or her to breathe while another for the genitals allowed unrestricted access to those particular centres of pleasure.

“I have spent many a pleasant afternoon naked in its tight embrace, having my back and buttocks scourged by a governess on one side while a pretty young strumpet on the other shows me her quim while tickling my balls.

If the pain is unbearable and I start to weep, a solicitous tart will often take it upon herself to greedily suck upon my cock to enhance the sensation – a delicious act that would have been impossible before this remarkable apparatus.”

Fair play, I guess.

Sure sounds like Theresa and the team ran a tight ship and kept their regulars satisfied.

If only they had Tripadvisor back then.

22-02-2024, 12:10	#1
Bjorn Brimble Banned Join Date: Apr 2019 Posts: 2,809 Reputation: -14	*Kinky fckers (one for the history buffs)** A trip to Theresa Berkeley’s place in Regency London sure sounds a lot of fun. Theresa’s career spanned 49 years, ending only upon her death in 1836. She began in 1787 by turning the White House, a mansion in Soho Square, into a haven of sadomasochism by installing various instruments of torture. These included whip-thongs, cats-o’-nine-tails studded with needle points, supple switches, thin leather straps, curry combs, ox hide straps studded with nails and green nettles. She opened another establishment in 1828 at 28 Charlotte Street (now 84-94 Hallam Street) Fitzrovia which housed a contraption devised for flogging gentlemen known as ‘the Horse’ and where George IV was a regular visitor. George loved having his a*se punished. Her supply of birch was extensive, and kept in water so it was always green and pliant. There were holly brushes, furze brushes and prickly evergreen called butcher’s brush.” Clients could be “birched, whipped, fustigated, scourged, needle-pricked, half hung, holly brushed, furze brushed, butcher brushed, stinging nettled, curry combed, phlebotomised and tortured.” She had a ready supply of mistresses in the form of Miss Ring, Hannah Jones, Sally Taylor, One-eyed Peg, Bauld-cunted Poll and a black girl called Ebony Bet, who administered heavy floggings and flagellation. Mrs Berkeley being a woman of refinement referred to her famous horse as a “Chevalet” – it was a masterpiece of ingenious design. Her clientele raved about it. A strategically placed hole for the face allowed him or her to breathe while another for the genitals allowed unrestricted access to those particular centres of pleasure. “I have spent many a pleasant afternoon naked in its tight embrace, having my back and buttocks scourged by a governess on one side while a pretty young strumpet on the other shows me her quim while tickling my balls. If the pain is unbearable and I start to weep, a solicitous tart will often take it upon herself to greedily suck upon my cock to enhance the sensation – a delicious act that would have been impossible before this remarkable apparatus.” Fair play, I guess. Sure sounds like Theresa and the team ran a tight ship and kept their regulars satisfied. If only they had Tripadvisor back then.