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The Lascivious Hypocrite
Copyright © 2016 Dog Murphy
Darque Taboo Press
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CHAPTER ONE - EUGENIE
CHAPTER TWO - THE LADY SUPERIOR
CHAPTER THREE – ADONIS
CHAPTER FOUR - THE WIDOW'S STORY
PROVIDENCE is the grand stalking-horse of kings, of nobles, and of priests, in fact of intriguers of all shades, who under the cloak of hypocrisy, gain their ends by deceiving the vulgar herd, and at the same time giving themselves up to their desires with perfect impunity and so gratifying their passions, and their most abandoned lusts, casting up their eyes they smile and calmly assure you that this providence they call divine rules our destiny, punishes the wicked and rewards virtue. But-looking at what passes daily before our eyes, one is tempted to doubt this providence, to deny its existence even; on all sides vice triumphs, the wicked prosper whilst virtue and probity groan under the weight of trouble and misfortune. You find fault with this? You question the justice of providence, they answer in the line of the poet.
"The happiness the sinner knows, Ever like a torrent flows."
And you are forced to give way and allow the truth of this by striking and irresistible proofs; this torrent flows slowly enough for the larger number, and the crowd of virtuous go down into its eternal tomb without having known all the happiness and enjoyment and various methods of fucking.
Whilst wise hypocrites, lascivious deceivers, never detected, and respected by everyone, grow old in health, joy, and peace, in the bosom of all the delights of love and lust, never troubling themselves about the future, which is extremely doubtful after all and they are right, at any rate providence seems to approve of their conduct.
In order to prove what we advance we will content ourselves with bringing forward first the example, and the most incredulous will end by being persuaded that providence is really the shield and cloak of men and women who are only born to delight in what prigs and prudes blush at, and who, sately covered with outward show of religion and virtue, indulge in the wildest transports of voluptuousness, natural and unnatural. As they mask all this with art and address, fortune lends them a disguise inpenetrable to all eyes: the prick of the priest stands as stiffly under his cassock as does that of the man of the world,, and the cunt of the nun or sister of charity, swims with lust and pants for vice as much as that of the harlot, but all is disguised and they enjoy the pleasures of vice and the respectability of virtue. It is thus that one sees the pure and brilliant tints of the rainbow reflected upon the scales of the most venomous serpents.
Valentine de St. Geraud was the model that we are about to present to our readers; he was under a happy star and what is better extremely rich. They were justly esteemed, and deserved it, their son had the same advantage, but he certainly did not deserve it. Vice and depravity were his only attributes and he had only one talent thoroughly developed and that was to correal his frightful passions under the mask of hypocrisy and no one was clever enough to make him crop it.
The education he had received was only useful to him so far as it taught, him to fathom the dangerous art of dissimulation, and to put it into practice so having neither conscience nor remorse succeeded in persuading himself that everything was permissible if it conduced to success; that alone made great men, as defeat and failure made criminals and landed them on the scaffold, these were the two causes of all reputations, more or less audacity, astuteness or skill.
At eighteen years of age in the spring-time of life, at the age when usually one is candid, pure, sensible to friendship and virgin to vices, Saint Geraud had all of them.
These attributes were already budding in his breast, he felt their fatal influence, he knew the dangers that attended them, he knew that they were the shame and bane of society, and yet he burned to let them burst forth, but he wished to do it with safety, and he was already penetrated with the wise principle which says "dissimulate to rule," and so he covered himself with a cloak, which he never quitted, and a most perfect calm, and a serenity, the (apparent) companion of a soul pure and without spot, caused his manners to be extremely delightful and even when rage, anger, fury, lust and the thirst for blood and vengeance devoured him internally the calm smile of kindliness and good temper was ever on his lips and his handsome eyes had a look of beatitude peculiar to him, and which seemed to belong to him alone. His parents congratulated themselves on having given birth to a being that society took for a model of virtue, and their friends and relations were equally delighted with and proud of him. Saint Geraud seemed heedless of praise or flattery, and received them with modesty, the attribute of true merit and virtue, and established his spotless character on an unassailable basis. Thus any adverse criticism, would and could produce no effect on him, and truth itself could have passed for slander had it attacked his principles and actions. It was soon after having taken up this impregnable position that he made his debut in vice, the occasion soon presenting itself.
His father received a letter which announced that his sister was dangerously ill, and that the doctors despaired saving her. She was a widow and had but one only child, who would become an orphan if she had the misfortune to lose her mother, but Saint Geraud's parents had already resolved to adopt her, in that case.
To the rarest beauty Eugenie united talents which made every one admire her who knew her; but young St. Geraud had never seen her, and the way people talked of her virtues made him take a great dislike to her; he was jealous and looked on her as a sort of rival, who would take away a share of the praises people bestowed on him. Saint Geraud the elder went down to see his sister immediately, he made all speed, but when he arrived she was very ill although preserving consciousness. The advent of her brother appeared to bring her round a little, but it was only temporary. Eugenie who adored her mother, had cherished hopes of her recovery, but soon had to abandon them. Before breathing her last she entrusted Eugenie to her brother, who promised to look on her as his own child, and this promise soothed her last moments. Two days later she expired; Eugenie burst into tears and her uncle could scarcely calm her despair.
He finished all business as quickly as possible, and after having interred his sister with the usual obsequies he set off with Eugenie at once in order to separate her from a place fraught with so many sweet and bitter memories. They soon arrived home, Madame Geraud received her niece as a dear daughter and promised to take her mother's place.
Valentine was scarcely astonished at his cousin's many charms of face and figure, and his eyes wandered from her lovely face to her rounded bosoms and little feet and hands. She on her side greeted him with the affection of a sister. They kissed each other, and this warm kiss lit in his wanton soul a violent passion that he swore to gratify at the earliest opportunity, as for Eugenie she only saw a friend and brother in her cousin and a tender and sincere friendship was the only sentiment that made her heart beat with affection.
Change of home, friends, life, and the touching care that they lavished on Eugenie calmed her grief, and all her charms were soon at their full height once more.
The society in which Madame Saint-Geraud moved, was pleased enough to render homage to her beauty and virtue, and the whole town repeated these praises. They talked of nothing else, and all the young men envied Valentine's luck in being able to see her, and be with her every day. He alone appeared quite insensible outwardly, whilst mad with lust inwardly, and each day thinking how best to make his lovely cousin his very own.
The society in which the Saint-Gerauds moved was composed of the richest and most distinguished people of the town.
M. de Valbreuse came there with his son, who could not sec Eugenie without failing madly in love with her, and he was a man formed to please ever) woman.
Valentine, who joined to astuteness of intellect very great penetration and foresight, perceived this growing amour and that Eugenie was by no means indifferent, to this love. To assure himself of this fact he arranged matters so as to become the confidant of Valbreuse, they were friends and lovers as a rule are very indiscreet confidants.
He had made up his mind to keep the two lovers under ins eye without giving up his projects; he had determined to possess his cousin, without marrying her of course, and he thought rightly that this was just what his rival intended to do.
He thought it wise to sound his cousin on her secret thoughts, and he questioned her in a brotherly way about the various people who came to the house She gave her opinion quickly enough, on the young folks who came to dinners, bails, etc ... but whenever Valbreuse was mentioned then Eugenie was embarrassed and answered his questions in an evasive manner. That was quite enough to tell him all he wanted to know. As for Valbreuse he was less discreet, and confessed the instant St. Geraud questioned him that he was head-over-ears in lava with Eugenic begged him to be favourable, to help him in his amour, and told him of his fixed intention, to take his own father in his confidence with the with the view of asking Eugenie in marriage.
Valentine saw that he had not a moment to lose to succeed in his projects, and laid his plans accordingly.