An old narrative reprised.

Note All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or troupe names have inadvertently been used


My Lady 's Descent, the Butlers Tale.


I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room Windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day.

Mr Rex Harrison my Almighty 's stock broker and adviser arrived just after luncheon, he asked no demanded to see my ma'am with the extreme urgency.

'' But sir, my lady is resting, '' I explained, knowing she was most belike with one deputy Carruthers her latest dalliance.

I went to try her, I went upstairs to her room and knocked decorously, and then as one does I listened intently.

'' Oh yes, '' she was gasping, `` Oh that 's sooo good, do n't lay off. ``

'' There 's someone knocking, '' a man 's voice hissed.

'' Mr Harrison wishes an hearing my lady, '' I explained through the fill up door.

'' Then have him weary a funny wig and come along at the Adelphi ! '' the man joked.

'' Reb, '' my Lady whispered, `` Look its Gerald 's banker, I had better go, '' and she shouted `` Just a moment ! ''

Amazingly quickly my gentlewoman appeared at the door, a vision of golden curls and vermillion chiffon, spoiled only by smeared lip rouge.

'' My ma'am, '' I explained, `` Your lip stick ? ``

'' Oh, '' she said, `` Do n't be so deuced impertinent ! '' but she still looked in the mirror and repaired the legal injury with a napkin.

'' in effect chap, mums the word ? '' Carruthers said as he followed her from the way while smoothing his cricket jersey down and taking his wallet from his T. H. White cricket trouser he tucked a ten shilling banker's bill in my top pocket, `` See myself out, book binding way. '' and he slipped away, the very paradigm of a couch lounge lizard, or should that be lounge snake.

I left him to his dissembling and deception, no doubt the regiment thought he was elsewhere, perhaps he was at cricket and had himself bowled out to save half an hour for cuckolding but perhaps his enormous ego would not allow him to appear less than a superman at the crease but he was certainly about undeserving of my lady 's heart.

My lady swept downstairs, `` Mister Harrison, what a pleasant surprise ! '' she simpered.

'' I fear not noblewoman Saltcoats, '' he said, `` Can we speak privately ? ``

'' The study is uncommitted my peeress, '' I suggested.

'' He means sodomise off Holdford ! '' my lady hissed.

'' Alford my Lady, '' I corrected, `` Certainly my madam. ``

'' Go on then ! '' she hissed and she ushered me away.

I went to the kitchen, I sat on my BM, Mrs bridge the cook stood at the cesspit, `` Trouble Mr Alford ? '' she asked.

I looked at her, laborious breasted, round shouldered and old before her meter, `` None of our line of work Mrs bridge, '' I said using the courtesy statute title of Mrs despite the fact she had never married and was likely a Virgin, with little prospect of losing that distinction.

'' If you say so sir ! '' she said sarcastically.

I let it go and then suddenly my lady shouted `` No ! ``

I stood and rushed to the field and flung the door wide. My lady was aghast, but stood yards from George Harrison, `` No, it can not be so ! '' she cried.

'' What have you done sir ? '' I demanded, `` My lady is distraught ! ``

'' Not I, '' he said, `` I accept no blame. ``

'' For what ? '' I asked.

'' Godhead Saltcoats has been declared bankrupt, '' Harrison explained, `` pass receiver have been appointed, my lord has seven calendar Clarence Day to vacate these premise, meanwhile all bank chronicle are frozen. ``

'' What do you imply ? '' I demanded.

'' Household accounts, all that variety of affair, '' he explained, `` It 's the stock market, and reinsurance, high finance, you would n't understand. ``

I should take in hit him for his insult, but how was he to be intimate my true character ? Instead I congratulated myself on blending so subtly into the fabric of the country house.

'' There will be some residue surely, the London residence ? '' I asked.

'' Mortgaged, '' he said, `` And remortgaged, liabilities vastly exceed the assets. ``

'' Then why let this happen ! '' I queried.

'' None of your business, '' he said, `` But I had no theme, none at all, I merely manage his Lordship 's investing portfolio, of trend we made laboured departure, but no More than anyone else, to a lesser extent than many, it 's not my faulting he started meddling in indemnity, none at all ! ``

'' What does it mean, where will we go ! '' my lady demanded.

The telephone rang, in an automatic reflex response I went to the entering student residence to do it.

'' Rainsford House, Almighty Saltcoats residence, '' I answered automatically.

'' Alford, is that Alford ? '' someone demanded.

'' Indeed, '' I agreed.

'' Right seem its Ted Griggs here, '' he said, `` His lordship 's Jack London chauffeur, I got some bad news. ''

'' Indeed ? '' I queried.

'' aspect tell Mrs Harry Bridges that Lord Saltcoats, has disappeared, '' he said.

'' Disappeared, no he 's gone bankrupt. '' I said.

'' well I dropped him off at Victoria around ten o'clock this morning and they said to go household when I got back, I reckon he legged it to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault on the soma de Whore, '' he meant the Golden Arrow power train, `` What do you intend bankrupt ? '' he demanded, `` Oh darn, I ai n't got no more centime tell Mrs bridge circuit, '' he said after the telephone pinged and suddenly it went stagnant Brrrrrrr.

'' It seems his lordship has left left us, '' I said as I returned.

'' Only decent thing, '' Harrison agreed, `` Gun or noose ? ``

'' The train ferry to French Republic ! '' I corrected.

'' Oh the total shit ! '' my lady cried.

'' Indeed my Lady, '' I agreed and I slipped away.

Generally private use of his Lordship 's telephone was ground for insistent dismissal but I no longer cared, and throwing caution to the wind I booked a call to my money box in Liverpool where they were keeping my `` kinsperson Silver, '' in their safety device deposit.

'' Alford ! '' my lady protested when she saw me at the telephone when I should have shown Mr Harrison out, but I ignored her.

She flew at me afterwards, `` How daring you ! '' she said, `` Collect your affair you are dismissed forthwith ! ``

'' And how shall you pay me what you owe ? '' I demanded, `` You can not. ``

'' I can fire you with zippo ! '' she said, `` No payment, no reference, no character ! ``

'' Indeed ? '' I queried, `` Well perhaps you can pay me. ``

'' No ! take your things and go ! '' she said.

'' Perhaps you could pay me the way you pay Lieutenant Carruthers and a few more I might mention ! '' I suggested.

'' No, rape ! '' she wailed and she rushed towards her room.

I followed, I caught her at the doorway and pushed her inside pausing only to bolt the door.

'' No ! '' she said, `` Well at least let me loosen the hooks, this cost an absolute fortune. ``
'' Of course, '' I said, `` admit me. ``

She sat on the bed as I unfastened her garb, `` Be careful, '' she pleaded and then she stood and it fell around her feet.

Her well rounded breasts bulged over her red corset, her red knickers enclosed by the suspender shoulder strap, and she stood up and laid the apparel carefully on the dresser.

'' That 's better, '' she said and she screamed, `` Rape, '' again several times.

'' Ot would appear the US horse is otherwise engaged my madam, '' I observed as I removed my highly polished mordant shoes to let on well tire Shirley Temple Black socks with protruding big toes, which I hurriedly removed, `` Energy police lieutenant Carruthers remove his shirt and under shirt madam ? '' I asked.

'' No, though it is none of your business, '' she declared, `` assault ! '' she shouted again.

I removed my cap and shirt front line, slipped the cardboard collar off and removed my undershirt.

'' Good Creator, '' she gulped, `` Alford, '' and then I unbuttoned my fly ball and removed trousers and underpants in a unity motion.

'' God, you are pleased to see me are n't you ! '' she exclaimed as she gazed at my humanness as it strained, `` Right, '' she said as she snapped her brace away from her stockings and pushed her knickers down before kicking them off her feet.

'' Brassica napus, '' she shouted again and then, `` Oh well, you wo n't injure me will you, and there are some johnny 's in the stuffing table.

'' They spoil the moment my lady, '' I explained, `` I shall climb on you as the sound Jehovah intended. ``

It was nearly a week since my last night off, spent with two buxom whores in the town a boring ten farsighted miles away by bicycle, and my need was great, and her protests were fiddling but tokens.

'' Do n't suffer me, '' she asked again as I gripped her waist as I planted my knee joint firmly between hers and blindly aimed my manhood at her.

'' Hey, '' she said, `` Not there, let me, '' and she guided my straining humanity between her unseen pussy backtalk and took me to heaven.

'' Do something then, '' she insisted.

'' What ? '' I asked as I luxuriated in the look of her moist cunt gripping me.

'' I do n't know, but it 's not very exciting for me. '' she declared.

I thrust against her, `` honorable ? '' I asked.

'' often ! '' she said, `` And again, that 's considerably, '' she said, `` Oh you 're so big, '' she said, `` screwing me, you 're going to prison for this so revel yourself ! ``

I started to think of her as a fancy woman, a beautiful gilded haired gamy class sporting lady, and then I remembered the smeared lipstick and I determined to sample her brim as well and I dipped my lips to caress hers.

Her tongue emerged instantly, running around my teeth, my mind exploded and so did my cock jolt and pumping and flooding her parts, and as our mouths parted she was gasping and murmuring, `` Oh my god, '' she said and then we stilled.

'' Alford, '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``,

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' If we 're bankrupt '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``

'' What is this `` We'suddenly ? '' I asked.

'' Well, what is it to be Alford, violation or 'we', '' she asked quite reasonably.

'' We, '' I said, `` My Lady. ``

`` I expect Gerald has, '' she said quietly, `` He wo n't look ruin, he knows I only want his money, I never loved him. ``

'' And the dashing Lieutenant ? '' I enquired.

'' He makes me sense salutary, '' she said, `` But then to be honest, so do you. ''

She stretched, `` So what is it to be, a dainty cold cubicle or me ? ``

'' What a choice, may I have a mo to think my lady ? '' I asked.

'' Get dressed, we have visual aspect to uphold, '' she insisted and she went to dress again.

I too dressed and made my way downstairs, there was a hubbub of voices in the kitchen, I went in, `` Mr Alford, or is it My noble. '' Binks the head gardener challenged.

'' Mr Binks, '' I replied, `` What troubles you ? ``

'' You and her ladyship, '' he said.

'' She 's finished, '' I said, `` We 're finished, his lordship 's bankrupt, the bailiffs are coming so I 'm leaving. ``

'' And ladyship, '' Mrs Bridges asked.

'' Do n't ask me, '' I insisted.

'' She 's leaving with Mr Alford, '' her ladyship said as she came to stand behind me, `` Tonight. ``

I had no intent of leaving so soon yet there was piddling point in remaining, `` We need to talk, '' I explained.

'' We 'll get a hotel way, '' she suggested, `` Do you tug ? ``

'' Yes, '' I agreed.

'' Then we 'll select the Rolls, '' she insisted, `` The shooting Pteridium aquilinum ! ``

We left that same evening, her luggage stowed in every spare place it that vast crudely overbodied travesty of a luxury car so full-of-the-moon that she had to sit beside me, and we made our way north.

'' What will you do ? '' I asked.

'' What do you propose ? '' she replied.

'' Well I doubt cooking or cleaning is to your taste, '' I suggested, `` Whore, prostitute, courtesan ? ``

'' Yes, '' she agreed, `` I have some money, perhaps we could get a elbow room ? ``

'' Perhaps, but for now, '' I suggested, `` Lady Alford and her Chauffeur ? ``

'' Separate seam ? '' she asked, `` I 'll call you Alan ! ``

'' One for sleeping and one for employment ! '' I joked.

I could n't trust her, I never really intended for her to become a whore but could not take a chance telling her the truth, maybe I should take in, but I didn't.

You see three year before my father had made arrangements for me to process in the United DoS of America, to learn about the American system of rules of banking which seemed so greatly ranking to ours, and while there the heavy crash of 1929 erupted through the whole economic system.
I was working at a mass medium size city money box as a sort of supporter manager, and I was right there when the run came, and when it came it all seemed to happen all at once.

Ordinary hoi polloi, regular folks waited in a production line right down the street and you did n't need to be a genius to forge out we had not even a ten percent of the money those people thought they had in their accounts to pay them. We started paying out in the good morning and by noon the vault was empty, except that is an innocuous cardboard box of big value bills which somehow found their way in my locker, for rubber keeping you understand.

Ted President John Quincy Adams chief cashier and Jim McFadden the handler came down the bank hall all glum faced, `` Shut the doors Jim, '' McFadden said to the guard, `` We 're gone broke. ``

That triggered a near riot, I slipped out the back way with my box and in all the confusion I swapped my twenty dollar bill seven Buick for the janitor 's bike and coat and I rode off down the street on that bicycle with about a half million dollars in that cardboard box balanced on the cross bar.

I went to the apartment I rented, told Mrs Rafferty the concierge I was leaving and I headed north Benjamin West towards New York urban center on the evening train.

So what do you do when you have half a million clam of someone else 's cash ? Why get a job of course.

Except the world and his brother was looking for a job, so I bought some piece of furniture, put my box in a sideboard, had it crated and arranged freight to England on the RMS Mauretania and I sailed home 2nd class.
I had my crate put in warehousing and looked for a job, told dad I was still in the province, changed my public figure to Alford and forged some references and worked in Liverpool until I fancied some area air and her ladyship took me on as Butler.

She knew my extension were forged, she thought she could plunder me any time and that would keep me in contrast and contain me telling her husband about her lovers.

But now I had half a million dollars to pass, without being noticed.

We found a courteous petty apartment, it was over a betting shop class in the Harrow Road, the estate of the realm agent had 100 of empty property, we could take our pick.

She had deliverance, we pawned some of her jewelry, we painted the apartment, bought beds furniture, I had my stuff from Liverpool sent over and we worked like a genuine team.

Then when we were all quick to open I told her my plan, `` Look, '' I said one even after a particularly long and gruelling session in bed.

'' I know, Mr. flopsy is tired, he needs a osculation, '' she said as she bent to kiss my softened penis.

'' My lady, you do n't need to sleep with anyone, except me, '' I explained, '' I have about half a million dollar sign to launder, you just say an geek American paid you in dollar. ``

'' But Alan, '' she said, `` We agreed, we did all the work, we were going to get a maidservant, originate small, build up up, two or three gentleman's gentleman a night to begin with. ``

'' We can just use it as a cover, '' I explained.

'' But you promised two or three men a day, '' she said angrily, `` You promised ! ``

'' But surely you do n't want ? '' I asked.

'' And you do n't seriously think you fill me do you ? '' she asked, `` With Mr Floppy always needing a suck to sound off start him, for heavens sake ! ``

'' You want to be a whore ? '' I said incredulously.

'' Yes with you there to protect me, '' she said, `` I expect I could do a man in 40 minutes and a servant in ten. ``

'' At the same metre ? '' I queried, `` One up the backrest transition ? ``

'' Possibly, '' she said, `` But you did the heart and soul, even with a few days a month when we need a viewpoint in we will make a killing ! ``

'' But what about us ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, you still get your turn, '' she said, `` But really, seriously, '' she said, `` I need more. ``

We heard goose egg of Creator Saltcoats and so it was that we opened `` The Lady 's Boudoir '' one even in Sept 1932.

The name was stencilled on the door beside the betting shop an inside the threshold we had a booth where the receptionist Lillia sat guarding the bottom of the stairs and then I would greet the gentlemen, take their hat and gloves and stand in attendance in instance they needed aid with dressing and always maintain discretion and moderation.

It sickened me, every day she lay in bed from mid morning boulder clay after midnight while a sequence of men used her, `` ripe day sir may I necessitate your hat ? '' I would ask and get a contemptuous brilliance in return as glove were thrown in the hat and the hat handed to me.

We reached correspondence for the betting shop to be our waiting room, every day there was my lady, answering to any name under the sun, bid acting the sweet heart, legs astride, cunt glistening. teats distended, bathed in sudor like as not and then dragging some half naked gentleman's gentleman minus trouser and underpants but like as not retaining socks and sock brace to her as she grasped his rampant fellow member to aim it within her or suck it to life or completion.

Hairy asses bobbling as they pounded her, fourth dimension after meter, week after week, calendar month after month until every Panthera uncia of pity I had for her was ground to zippo by the rubbing of genitals upon crotch.

I rented a house for us in Middlesborough bench so we could get away from her work, but she was always too tired so I had the former bedroom converted to another piece of work way, bleak floors and a simple mattress.

They paid extra for the simple mattress, the more soiled it got the better they liked it because it stopped being gentlemen and instead it was anyone who won a bet on the horses.

They all wanted to have sex a fine lady on a dirty mattress.

'' Maybe you would favor standing against a paries in the ginnel ? '' I asked in a moment of heady sarcasm.

'' And how much extra would that be ? '' the chap asked quite seriously.

'' Double, '' I said flippantly.

'' Then I 'll have got that ! '' he agreed.

She used the courtyard, the ginnel was too public and she wore a pair of cogs and a servants gaberdine, sometimes we had three men waiting while a fourth part fucked her standing against the wall.

Sometimes Lillia pretended to be the lady, if she remembered to save her mouth shut, when not clamped around a client 's member that is, she was fine, except it made too a good deal work for me keeping an eye on two prostitute, taking money and everything.

One Night a Irishman asked me to screw him up the ass while he fucked Lillia. I declined, but it gave me an theme, `` So where do you get you 're ass fucked ? '' I asked.

He told me, I out an advertising in the window and got ten inquiries in two hours.

I gave Harry the job, he liked zip better than wearing a skirt with nothing under it, usually he wore a kilt but his geordie accent betrayed him and he relished the idea of ramming his meat up gentlemen 's behind while they shafted our whores.

He seemed entirely capable so I left him to it, and gradually did less and lupus erythematosus time at the Boudoir and he became more or less the managing director while I planned my next move.

I went to Greater London and became delayed with my affairs and came north again to check on my lady.

She was not there, `` Gentlemen want motley sir, I got some new girlfriend in, '' Harry explained.

'' But she was the whole understanding ! '' I pleaded, `` Where is she ? ``

'' Blowed if I know sir, '' he said, `` I just thought she were a cocotte, sir. I never thought she was your exceptional whore. ``

I went out to seek her, I asked around until I heard of someone animation in a hut by the railroad and earning a crust from plateful level and the like.

I had to recover her and bought a bowler hat and gaberdine coat like a railway official and marched down to the rail yards.

There was no sign of her, but then a lucky stroke, `` You going for a jar Tam ? '' mortal asked a driver as his shift ended.

'' Och so I will, after I poke the lady, '' was his reply.

I followed, he went to the engineman 's barracks, where the recollective length men lodged before returning plate, and there I found her naked but for a coat open at the front sitting on an railway locomotive man 's footlocker listening to the tales of engines.

'' Enginemen only sir, '' the assistant said politely but firmly.

'' I came to see her, '' I said and pointed, `` How are you ? ``

'' Well, '' she said and she smiled, `` Were you worried ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, you were not at the home, '' I explained.

'' That Harry was beastly, '' she said, `` He wanted to charge more, but I just want sex. ``

'' And now ? '' I asked.

'' They are lovely, all these lonely men to comfort, '' she said, `` They make me feel wanted. ''

I looked at her, her blonde whisker seemed to be silvering, her skin once like onyx marble now weatherbeaten, `` I 'll keep an account for your money, you know where to feel me, '' I explained, `` Oh Geoffrey turned up, '' I added, `` He 's working as a Gigolo in Monte Carlo, maybe you two were made for each former after all. ``

'' Maybe, '' she admitted but the Scotsman had her in his coal dusted arm and his black custody ran through her hair and his black lip brushed her ruby sassing and it was more than I could give birth to see.

I hid my bust and left her even as she gasped in approving as her Scot lover took her to heaven once more .