In the time of Queen Victoria 's reign on the southward slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devonshire in Southern England


Miss Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first time that forenoon. The sun shone Au on the honeyed sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the south. It looked immense. I wanted a state retreat, this was almost a mansion.

"My God Carstairs,"I asked of my lawyer,"What have I done ?"

"Bought a pig in a slug Geoffrey,"he surmised,"You thought it a bargain."

"No one said it was on top of a great deal !"I replied.

"We don't have peck in Devonshire !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a deal and Mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an estate so in a bit of madness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's country residence when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a property in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontage. I had not expected anything so orotund having misread the specification as 10 room whereas it was10 bedrooms plus servants twenty-five percent, and I had certainly not expected to find out the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the pantryman, Mrs Rogers the James Cook, Bessie the maid and Miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as multitudinous nurseryman and estate workers, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would take aim them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkins had introduced me to Miss Blenkinsopp I asked her to draw up bedrooms for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to arrange a couple of maidservant to go along us warm at night.

"I most certainly shall not !"Miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

"Well if you wish to remain in my employ you will make certain I want for zilch, is that clear."I demanded as I realised Miss Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be better off without.

"Yes Mr Edward Goldenberg Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a reasonable dinner party, and a tolerable supper but when bed time came there was no will maid.

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in thwarting,"A moment of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maid, I ordered a housemaid, now find me a maidservant or I shall ignore you with no references,"I insisted.

She glared at me,"In that case,"she said,"I shall warm up you myself !"

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no impeccant maiden, she had to be nigher 40 than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even have been a dish once.

"When I say warm I mean backing ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maid,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am unmoved and am undoubtedly wasteland so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me take advantage of your ample bosoms."

"I prefer to strip beneath the bedding if I must,"she insisted.

"So be it,"I agreed. I watched as she peeled back the bed wearing apparel and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the last candle. Moonlight cast its eerie glow across the bedchamber. The bed was inhuman. I embraced her and slipped my custody to the hem of her night-robe and slid it upwards until her titty were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my mind and then lay beside her.

The mass of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a trice I had her heighten her weapon system that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My penis reared against her paunch. I reached and felt a mass of stringy tomentum,"That must go, I want my whores clean shaven,"I said without thinking.

She half sobbed,"That was cruel, I apologise,"I said,"But it will increase you pleasure."

"What do you give care about my pleasure !"she replied.

"ma'am, the cry of ecstasy when a cleaning woman reaches her peak of excitement is always my aim, it is my signal to release my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of go so my words were in vain.

I continued to search with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fearfulness. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her cervix. I rolled her left teat between finger and pollex. I tenderly squeezed the hairy hammock next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to have it off something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breath came in short circuit gasps. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the soft moist spotlight and eased a finger inside. I felt resistance. I tried a indorsement finger and found the same. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her second joint apart and slid over her. My member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too prospicient and I gently aimed him between her balmy moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her tongue. Resistance. I eased back and thrust hard and quite suddenly my fellow member was deep inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall take you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to move within her gently at firstly then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My cares melted away and the thought she was barren appealed greatly as with no danger of offspring I felt capable to gallop all the way to expelling and beyond.

She seemed to answer, I fully expected her to lie like a dead Pisces but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever Sir Thomas More forceful effort until at finish I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

"Thank you,"I said as I rolled aside and lay exhausted,"Thank you indeed."

I woke with the dawn. She had risen already."Good break of day sir."She said and she blushed as I stepped naked from the bed.

"It is indeed, and I thank you."I said cheerily,"And what better way to set forth the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, in conclusion night, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply memorize a few tricks to please me and your continued employment is assured."

She would not see me in the eye."Sir, I don't know what came over me. I am mortified to intend of how I behaved."

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last Night. It was quite delightful. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your appealingness again."

"No, it must cease,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her boob in my hands and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a hand down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her soundbox betrayed her. Her tit were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her bend over the dressing tabular array. I raised the hem of her night night-robe. My member reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted buttocks and in to her cushy split peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the Second Earl Grey stripe in her hair but it did not trouble me unduly. She had grand little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her facial expression in the dressing table mirror as she watched mine.

She could not disguise her pleasure. Even if she had wanted to, she smiled helplessly into the mirror and I grinned in my turn as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every oz. of pleasure.

exit came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her persona where with a Edward Young maid I should have taken more care. It was a joy to cum inside her and not to have to expell between the tooshie or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with reluctance. She seemed quite shocked at the vividness of our cacoethes. She slipped from my room like a specter and by the clock time I had washed and dressed she was downstairs supervising breakfast.

I resolved to sample her again that evening but before lunch I was called away.

I went first to Totnes, then by train to Bristol and finally to London.

As for young woman Blenkinsopp I did not forget her but rather pushed her to the backbone of my mind.

female parent periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable young ladies to the highest degree of whom I was sadly old enough to be their founding father, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The wintertime passed and the springiness came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was driving force right into the nitty-gritty of my consciousness.

I was at my London desk when Wainwright my salesclerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not distinguish the name.

"Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"Send her up."

She waddled awkwardly into my office,"fille Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

"From Morelands sir,"she explained,"In Devonshire, do you remember."

"Morelands ? My rural area house, Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the fry ?"I enquired.

"Yours sir,"she said,"I know not what to do, I can not cover it any longer."

"Mine, are you sure as shooting ?"I asked as I looked at her sad centre and greying hair.

"I have laid with none but you,"she stated.

"My god, I'm to be a father, good lord. I must cause been blackmailed for hundreds of Numida meleagris for nipper which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

"Sir,"she said,"I had no idea."

"And what do you want from me ?"I asked,"Money presumably ?"

"To retain my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a kid, that would be a outrage,"I laughed."I don't even know your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a good while since I hold up poked a mother to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But young lady Blenkinsopp do you not remember the first light when I bent you over the dressing board ? Shall we not visit heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A grey haired Virgo the Virgin, how could I forget."

"And your child ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."fill your coat off. plagiarize your skirts. Lower your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my office door,"No I want to find you,"I explained and I slipped my weapon around her from behind and held her chest. Full ripe breasts. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her skirts and underthings. Her gallus were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her body had betrayed her again. Her quim was moist. I dropped my trouser and buried my member in her quim. She gasped. I held her breasts and kissed her neck opening as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our liaisons had been in Devon.

It was consanguineal to pulling on a favourite pair of slippers, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The second came soon enough, my upkeep melted away and then my fellow member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to ingeminate the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find a room for you where I may call in from time to time to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to continue to serve in Devon, will you not help me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my Town planetary house, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my working girl for the time being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

"I shall say no such thing !"she replied angrily.

"And leave your underpants off I may call for to screw you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my tit pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea for your fare."

She dressed and scowled at me,"Very well, so be it."I unlocked the doorway and let her leave.

I returned home at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat point of view and my coat on the coat claw and then Mother approached in a unsighted craze,"Geoffrey what on land have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"girl Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with minor !"she insisted.

"Indeed she is my whore of the moment,"I suggested.

"But Geoffrey,"female parent exclaimed,"You do not understand, Miss Blenkinsopp's female parent, Clara, was my protagonist. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family had problems. The estate went to a removed cousin when her beginner died, and she clearly had to accept employment in a lowly office but to treat her like a common harlot is insufferable."

"Very well then cast her out,"I suggested.

"Geoffrey,"mother insisted."It will not do, fille Blenkinsopp is a very tolerable person and I am determined that you shall deal her correctly."

"Very well denote the betrothal in the Times, if we take care we can consume a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not good story Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry federal agency at Totnes and hope none of our friends notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest mother,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final word,"Mother declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at egress, she will do what is necessity,"female parent insisted.

Miss Blenkinsopp joined us."I understand we are to be married Serena,"I suggested.

"Yes, your mother suggested it might be a solution,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No sexual love just a restroom !"

"On the wayward sir, I fell in lovemaking with you the bit I saw you,"she replied.

I was utterly shocked,"What did you say ?"I demanded.

She looked me in the eye and stated"I love you, why else do you reckon I let you make know to me ?"

"Oh bloody Hell,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

Mother broke the silence,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an spare pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

female parent continued"And you will demand a nursery and if it is a daughter you will need a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heritor Geoffrey. No time to waste, if it is a girl back in harness straight away,"mother insisted.

It was altogether a very tranquillize occasion, a simple-minded ceremonial at the registration post at Totnes Assises, a quiet response, a brief sojourn at Morelands and then the patter of flyspeck feet.

A lady friend. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No success yet but it has proved to be very enjoyable and satisfying trying. Many a skilful melodic line is played on an old violin !