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Young Cunts - Act One: Shall We Start With Cunts?

... someone born into the poverty that I was, my single mother a two-bit whore. Imagine my joy when Alison welcomed me as her friend and, along with her best mate Claire, helped me to secure a place at this Academy! Here at the RAF, we are proud to have had her as our alumna, and especially to have had the generous support of her parents, the recently culled Mr and Mrs Bates, in making this Award available to support so many of our students in their aspirations to become the finest fuckers the country has known.” The audience applauded enthusiastically.

Richard Dick took centre stage now, dragging with him three armchairs, which he arranged in a semi-circle downstage. He was a slender, suave, middle-aged man with unnaturally slick black hair. His cock – clearly very long, though currently flaccid – was sheathed in a faux-leather mushroom-head cock-sleeve which dangled from the front of his black leather trousers. “Cocks and cunts, as you know, we are so privileged that Professor Cuntslicker has agreed – despite her approaching such an important juncture in her life – to give a series of presentations this week to accompany the launch of her latest – and last – book:Thirty Years of the New Enlightenment, including” – he gestured to Cunts and Riley to sit with him on the armchairs – “today’s question-and-answer session!” Cunts smiled graciously, as she and Riley took their seats, Riley removing her buttplug with a quiet squelch and proceeding to sniff and lick it ...

... absentmindedly. “Ah! I see a hand already,” remarked Dr Dick, gesturing to a gentleman who had just entered the auditorium from one of the rear doors.

The questioner was short, dark-skinned, middle-aged, wearing a black shirt and trousers and a white clerical collar. Cunts smiled in recognition. “Ah, Father de Conceicao, isn’t it? We have met before! It’s been some ten years, hasn’t it?”

“Very kind of you to remember me, Professor,” replied the priest. “Last time you visited my chapel, you acted with great principle. You saved two innocent lives.”

“And caused the death of another?” prompted Cunts, with one eyebrow raised.

“No, Professor. That was not within your control. And I mention those events only to assure you of the deep respect I have for you – despite the awkward question I am about to ask.”

Dick-Dick shifted nervously on his armchair, but Cunts was unperturbed. “We do not have to share the same worldview to respect each other, do we, Father? That, surely is one of the greatest principles of the Enlightenment!”

“It is good to hear you say that, Professor – but that strikes at the heart of my question. When the ‘Enlightenment’ burst forth onto this country in the late twenties, many people were deeply affected. People from ‘Undesirable’ ethnic stock were sterilised, or expelled, torn away from their families, or even culled! Whilst appreciating the liberal ideals which the Enlightenment now claims to uphold, is it not the case that, overall, the suffering the ...