The Upper Floof



I was minding my own business enterprise in my club, on the pep pill flooring you understand, the one reserved for gentleman's gentleman. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the eventide newspaper. Whiling away the clock time until supper, It was the yr the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairs and oak panels, the sense of smell of tobacco heavy on the air, public lecture of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the tabular array as our hostesses catered to our every need.

Milly, mollie, Moira, Melissa, Mary, their names all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to control their good luck charm were always displayed. Neatly corseted waists with their breasts upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight inkiness jackets with silver clit cut to luxate under their pouting mammaries. The country below their waists entirely bare but for the taping holding their stockings. Their soft downy Pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

Au mamilla and clit rings twinkled in the firelight. angle net stocking with crease arrow straight set off sick elegant thighs and calfskin while their calico toe nails peeped from refined eminent heeled place. Neat little rabbits tails attached to short plugs pressed firmly up their tight underside and all set off by jaunty minuscule hats with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with jewels. And all ready to do each and any help we may require.

The jetsam and jetsom of the gutters attired like princesses.

Their service were provided all inclusive to the membership of the upper floor of the gild. Mouth, back passage and womb alike available to any member's member and all bar mouth available to a members finger or tongue though of course of study appearance of fondness such as kissing upon the mouth were not allowed

They worked in relays, obviously Milly Molly et al were not their genuine gens, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A asymmetrical finger, a gesture and they would saunter across and if indicated would range us and simply fall off down upon our penis. Or give suck a limp Snake River to rigidness, or bring an ice cold-blooded beer or liqueuras our whim dictated..

Sometimes they got it unseasonable, one aged gentleman admitting,"Ye gods I only wanted a Whisky,"as Malia extracted his member from his fly and began to suck.

But enough background detail, back to this most particular evening.


"Oldbury, where are you ?"one of my chums asked.

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"motivation another damned sucker to act as circuit card,"he said drunkenly.

"At your service,"I agreed and taking my whiskey I dutifully went across and sat at the table.

The secret plan was poker, Club prescript, angiotensin-converting enzyme High.

Millie the croupier smiled, as she waited to allot the carte du jour. Her go forth thumb rested within the fold of her quim pleasuring herself as all the girl were instructed to do while idling. Her air breasts with golden rings swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own speech rhythm as she quietly drifted into a world of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"shift's in a spot of bother,"Simmonds gloated.

"Bet his damned sign and lost !"Carter laughed.

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a blame sign of the zodiac,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a bugger really."

"So lets us get this straight, you won Teddy's house and don't want it ?"I queried.

"Absolutely, rotting heap,"he agreed.

"So sacrifice it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easy old sidekick, Club rules."Simmonds pointed out,"Needs exterior player to win it then Teddy can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a crashing fool Teddy,"I said, as looked at the broken shell of a man that fifty years of idleness drinking and gambling had created."mickle me in."

Teddy, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Lord GlenAvon and versatile other titles was several sociable grade above my lowly place yet many K of greaseball poorer.

I may birth been brought up as the local anesthetic parson's son but t'was well known I was the Jehovah of the Manor's mongrel and had his cunning and business organization acumen. As well as a natural endowment for cards.

I looked at my cards.

"I'll bet two Somalian shilling,"Clearwater said throwing Teddy's notation for the house on the table.

"I'll acclivity all in,"I said and Clearwater folded.

I took the note.

"Thank God !"Teddy sighed.

"Not so fast,"I insisted,"I fear you need to find out a moral, what collateral shall you offer ?"

Teddy looked aghast,"I have none."

"tierce unmarried daughter,"Simmonds laughed.

"Very well offer one as your stakes,"I insisted.

"trade good god man, don't be an oaf,"slip snapped.

"well sir I am a motherfucker by birth, though hardly an oaf,"I suggested,"Which child shall you offer ?"

"Oh very well Hilary my youngest."he agreed reluctantly and somewhat drunkenly.

"The one maudlin who never smiles,"Clearwater enquired.

"Maybe old Oldbury here will fuck a smile into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall deal to Madame to defray my disbursal,"I explained.

"play my daughter into a working girl. Never !"teddy bear protested.

"Well I shall allow ten days to vacate the house."I offered.

"Now don't be hasty, Oldbury,"Clearwater interjected,"Don't be an oaf just fold."

"No slip needs a example,"I insisted,"I'll exchange my house for the girl whom I shall sell to madame as a whore."

"Done !"grinned Teddy,"Never has a man made such a poor steal !"

I went back to my electric chair a job well done and a object lesson learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"Teddy rigged you,"he confided,"That daughter, Hilary, have you met her ? She came out, what, two yr ago, not so a great deal as a terpsichore let alone a dallience, tis said she sips at the spring of Lesbos, and I truly believe far from paying for her charms you would have to pay any self respecting chap to bonk her,"

"I just wanted to teach the old fool a example, '' I explained,"If this so called little girl is indeed nineteen summer gone then I'll just let the matter quietly drop, have a few whisky and block it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the formidable miss Hilary.

She came to my family at noon, I was still in my pyjamas working at my desk.

Virgin Mary my maiden came to search me,"There's some woman downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Madonna suggested and the aforesaid Hilary salvo upon us.

"Father-God says he sold me to you as your plaything,"she insisted as she stormed into the room.

I stared, she was as far from a harlot as one could reasonably get in a female. I would swear she was fresh from forking the dung from the horse horse barn. Her hair was a mass where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a foul brown pelage and skin tight riding britches. Her face screwed with choler and hatred.

"No,"I corrected her."As a whore, a personal chattel to be used and abused by any as desires it for a minor fee,"

"What !"she snapped.

"A whore to be available to any gentleman who desires her,"I insisted."That was our agreement. Though desirous gentleman may be scarce as your countenance would scare a whole tribe of Zulus let alone a shy cultured gentleman."

"Ha, so no Sir Thomas More of this nonsense,"she snorted,"I submit to no man."

"Submit to none indeed,"I surmised,"I would suggest that on the contrary you are in pressing, nay contiguous need of a sound pronging."

"Well sir it shall not be from you."she snapped.

"ma'am a 1000 guineas would not stimulate me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"good, we are agreed,"she agreed.

"So I shall have to pay some guttersnipe or urchin to do the deed in my stead, more disbursement,"I said shaking my head in resignation.

She went to take me. I caught her articulatio radiocarpea an column inch no more from her raking my side with her long filthy finger nails.

She stank of horse cavalry, a strangely earthy olfactory sensation which raised question in my loins.

"You madam need taming,"I insisted.

"well it shall not be by you !"she snapped indignantly.

I thought a moment before I replied."Disrobe this instant or tell your sire to lift my house forthwith."

"No you can not !"she replied in horror.

"Submit or the correspondence is void !"I challenged.

She stared at me. She shuddered as she realised my resolve.

"Very well,"she said icily and she slipped off her heavy coat.

I hung it on the back of a electric chair for her as she tentatively undid one of the buttons on her bodice, than a second.

Her finger's breadth trembled, with awe or anger I knew or cared not. The buttons parted and the bodice swelled. Clearly her cumulus were much constricted. It caught my aid. My member stirred again.

"Quite delightful allow me,"I said softly as I helped to unloose her mounds and cupped them in my hands,"It must be such a relief for them to escape their bonds."

"No !"she said wide eyed but I knew in that instant that she was ripe for the taking. Her tit stiffened and extended.

"Whore's mound are ever freed, shall you like that ?"I asked.

"No !"she snapped though her resolve was uncertain.

"swinging as disembarrass as the razz. And their cunts, clear at all multiplication or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing whisper."usable to all."

"Do not trifle with me !"she said.

Mary my maid looked on disapprovingly, she was no beauty, well past child bearing age but she had a pleasant enough ass to make out when zero else was offered.

"shear Madonna, let us shinny the rabbit."Mary obediently fetched the large scissor hold or lowly shears from the drawer in the English table.

I made an incision into the legging half way up Hilary's thigh and started to cut away the covering. She near froze in awe. A single cut up one leg round the crotch and down the former. Then a I curving cut upwards towards the waistline and back down revealing her underclothes as the dither of fabric fell away.
Three more snips from the razor sharp vane and the underthings came away and revealed a mass of hairy moist whorl and beneath a hairy moistened twat. My member showed a distinguishable interest group and he uncurled uncomfortably within the constriction of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will fuck you after all."I declared."Mary loosen my swath and low-toned my breech if you please."

Mary reluctantly lowered my breeches and underthings allowing my member to stiffen and straighten as I pushed Hilary against the table.

"Guide my member in Mary if you please."I requested.

"It ent funfair, she don't want none and gets fucked and I wants it and don't get none,"Mary muttered as she obediently guided my stiffening fellow member towards Hilary's pouting quim.

"Later,"I suggested as my fellow member gently parted Hilary's pouting cunt lips.

"No !"she said but he body said"Yes yes yes,"such was her need for cock and cock juice.

I felt no underground from her maidenhead, but there were bar of red afterward so I presume she had been virgo intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly average extend though at an unexpected time of day, finishing with a fanfare or at least nine good spurts of honest low born hammer juice in her blue-blooded vagina.

"The Virgin for gods sake bathe this urchin before we take her to Madame."I ordered as I withdrew.

"What about my portion ?"she protested.

"I am afraid you will feature to use the roll pin,"I suggested,"But this time wash it before rolling out the pastry."

She blushed deep red,"Very well sir."she agreed.

"Or perhaps you could give this lady of pleasure learn how to use her clenched fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to realness, her body may have swum with agitation but now she faced reality, instead of love life she had been fucked as a pass time. I had no more desire for her to spend my offspring than I had to dance the Viennese walk-in stark naked at the gates to Buckingham palace while they changed the safeguard. I had used her no more. And she had used me.

"Go, get washed,"I said,"I have work to do."

I found Hilary and Madonna an hr or so later. The tin bath was upended on the kitchen floor.
Bathwater feast across the flooring towards the drainpipe. Hilary lay naked on the flagstones as she suckled Mary's massive teats and rhythmically pressed her fist into Blessed Virgin copious snatch. Blessed Virgin only ever wore a simple duster and she too was near bare as her smock was largely around her neck.

"I shall bite these ragtime,"I said as I scooped up Hilary's clothes, but she and Virgin Mary were too absorbed with each other to notice.

Brabbinger my hostler coughed. He had been watching from the tail."The Brigham Young Lady's horse sir ?"he queried.

"She's no Lady, she's a base bawd,"I replied as I watched Hilary pleasuring Mary,"Shall you take a thrusting ?"

"No thank you kindly sir,"he said diffidently."I got my pride sir."

"fountainhead I just poked her,"I said,"overlord knows why."

"Wiles they has sir, reels you in like,"he says,"Me I likes horses."

Images raced through my idea,"Quite so."I agreed,"provender and water the horse would you, no send word to my society, have a uniform sent and a comforter, take the woman of the street's horse."I laughed at my own lapse into poesy,"whore's cavalry"indeed.

There is only a finite meter one can see cleaning lady pleasuring each other especially unattractive ones, so after no more than seven minutes, twelve at the outdoors, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the half hour with girl Middleton, one of Madame's dressers, a weasel faced flat chested beldam of around thirty five summertime and thirty thousand men, a street whore with nimble digit an eye for mantrap and a talent for fitting corsets, stockings brake shoe and tail plugs as well as the artists touch which with rouge and powder turns the muffled scullery amah or juicy cook into an object of desire.

"Oh my Jehovah, you want a miracle worker and thats a fact,"Middleton said as she saw Hilary embraced in Blessed Virgin's well muscled arms.

"Less of your insolence, bend over I wish to make out you,"I averred.

"Not if you been fucking that you ent, I got my pride,"Middleton said icily.

She set down her bag and took out a tub of butter. Greasing her fingers and thumb she advanced upon Hilary even as she continued to pleasure Madonna and grasped her firmly, one ovolo pressed firmly up Hilary's back handing over and the finger's breadth into her quim.

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Middleton opined as she withdrew her finger's breadth and wiped them on a cloth,"Twenty three in shank, its like making a silk wedding garb out of a pigs ass,"she said sadly.

"Have some decorum cleaning woman !"I snapped.

"well you ain't no gentleman are you ?"she challenged.

I gave up and walked off.

An minute later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me Charles Herbert Best,"she said.

Hilary appeared,"My god she looks almost human being,"I agreed,"What say you Brabbinger ?"

My Ostler was lurking in the fantasm as always. Feasting his middle on Hilary's now ringed clitoris and shaved loins now framed by stocking magnetic tape and her ringed mammilla now upthrust by a tight Shirley Temple Black corset.

"Don't mind if I do sir,"he said as he swept from the shadows.

He strode up to the girl and raised his smock revealing short fat hairy legs and a long fat hairy prong, I'll wager there was Sir Thomas More hair's-breadth on his balls than on a Rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his correspondence that she looked desirable butbhe obviously decided to misconceive me and to sample her spell instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a trice was Hilary pushed against the sketch mesa and he sank his prong within her delicate moist quim. His hirsute ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his monster forcibly into her womb.

She barely protested. Her division were aroused by the pack and the potions applied to her innards by Middleton's agile fingers.

"Oh my lord !"she wailed,"I am in heaven !"

Now to be quite reliable there is little as dis spiriting as finding one's servant has a prong unquestionably higher-up to one's own both in length and cinch and vitality, and I turned on my heel and strode away after no more than ten minutes at the outside.

The way he kneaded her breasts and crushed her lips with his rim was quite obscene, while the way she raked his backrest with her nails was quite uncalled for and the oink and protest of passion was such to make me nauseous.

Finally as I departed he grunted like a pig and clearly shot his bolt.

"Well done !"Middleton shouted,"Bravo, who knows we may give Madame proud of you yet !"

I sat a piece and returned to find Hilary attired in a cloak. which hid her component. I saw she walked awkwardly.

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

"Yes sir, Got her maw plugged and everything."she replied.

"Show me."I insisted.

"No !"Hilary snapped,"You don't own me."

"display the gentleman,"Middleton insisted.

Hilary reluctantly raised the cloak showing a stout leather strap secured around her crotch which clearly held quim and anal chaw in place.

"open her up I wish to try her,"I ordered.

"Not now after I perfumed and plugged her and everything,"Middleton argued."You had every opportunity sir and if you desire you can fuck her to your warmness content this eve but for now I must have her to Madame before my exceptional gentleman arrives."

"Special gentleman ?"I queried.

"Has me piss on him,"she said proudly, and seeing my discomfiture she added"wellspring you did ask."

"Oh be gone,"I sighed.

I followed along to the Club later, after fending off cook'suggestions that her ass was as stiff as anyone's cunt, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner time I was gorging myself on salt pork and onions washed down by some of the fine wine-colored from the Antipodes.

Hilary was nowhere to be seen when I arrived. It seemed she had become something of a fame and every gentleman seemingly had designs on poking her quim.

I decided they could get on with it and settled down to eat my fill.

However seeing master Glenavon, Hilary's father go far rather the worse for drunkenness gave me an evil opinion which I proceeded to put in train.

"Teddy won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"Need a tertiary for a threesome, new whore needs breaking in don't cha know."


"What ho, yes rather, three way eh, top hole."he stammered out his usual string of cliches and sat down at my table. Milly Molly or some such brought Teddy a disc of pork and he began to guzzle on it greedily.

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into genus Melissa, a brightly red ball gag now flilled her back talk, a clear sign of what we called a yeller. A lady of pleasure who could not prevent herself vocalising her enjoyment.

I sought out Madame. I swiftly arranged to use Hilary/Melissa as soon as she became available.

teddy bear was about to start on his apple pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

He barely showed any interest but ordered."Capital, just straddle me skirt and let me ease your quim while I eat my pud there's a dear."He unbuttoned his rear of barrel and extracted his rather woebegone tired and uninterested cock from therein.

It sprawled almost exanimate along his belly but it reared soon enough as Hilary straddled him and sank down until her soft pink quim rested gently upon his length.

It reared like an Amerindic snake smoothy's snake, a veritable python. Spearing upwards towards her innards. It seemed quite bizarre. Teddy about to fuck his own daughter unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his cock between the lip of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a contented sigh and a tenuous dribble from her ball gag. Then she began to get it on greedily.

teddy bear laughed,"Bally gamekeeper, spitting image of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me daughter, should have fucked her years ago."

I shook my head, I had been bamboozled again."Going to climb on ?"Teddy asked,"Take the storekeeper's, three way and all that ?"

"Ah no, I just remembered I have to see old Graithwaite about some business,"I said as Hilary bounced up and down far too energetically on her supposed father's cock and I left them to their joyous union.

I cursed, far from teaching shift a lesson I had learned one myself. I rued my disconcertion and made my way homeward.

Cook hounded me once more seeking a pronging which I was not in any mood to bring home the bacon so I retired to my bed somewhat frustrated and slept only fitfully.

The morning brought further tribulations.

Hilary's oldest sister. A weasel faced, wasp waisted old maid completely devoid of female member or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly hr when no gentleman or gentlewoman should be abroad and demanded to see me.

Cook relayed the entropy that she was downstairs. I looked at my scout."Ye gods its only ten of the clock !"I protested.

"Shall I send her up sir ?"Cook asked,"Or shall you bang my ass first ?"

"No, I think I can manage without,"I answered,"I shall make out down straightway."

"Better put thee britches on first,"she laughed.

"No, damn it, I shall come as I am,"I insisted and down I went in my nightshirt to greet the woman.

"Miss Latchmere ?"I queried.

"Rip van winkle I presume ?"she replied as she saw I wore only my nightshirt and night hat.

"And what brings you here ?"I asked.

"My horse,"she replied sarcastically,"But to be good I wanted to see exactly what sort of a motley fool my sire has been conniving with."

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

"Oh yes,"she replied,"You surpass my worst anticipation by some considerable margin."

"have you merely come to insult me or had you some former use in mind ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my father, prostitute my babe and ruin my hazard of making a good marriage."

"You certainly have a bluntness of speech about you,"I admitted.

"And now having tricked me into your lair you ravish me,"she suggested.

"Madam I should sooner fornicate with a farmyard sow,"I insisted.

"So I understand,"she said,"But I do believe the constable will believe my tale when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to ravish me."

"Really ?"I queried as she tried in vain to bust her attire."Allow me."

I grasped the shoulders of her dress and it ripped right down the front, I ripped aside the bindings of her mounds freeing them,"Remind me, did I ravish you or merely endeavour to ?"

"I care not, make me an offer or I go to the magistrate !"she snapped

"twenty dollar bill shillings for your honour !"I offered.

"I meant marriage,"she said,"Dear god are you really this stupid ?"

"Stupid yes heroic no,"I confirmed,"Though your pap are most tempting and are roused if I am not mistaken."

"You are mistaken,"she insisted.

"Your parts are not moistened then ?"I queried.

"No Thomas More than yours,"she quipped.

I looked down. My member was pressing my nightshirt out like a collapsible shelter pole.

"I have not had my break of day, ah."I said awkwardly.

"He fucks me ass mostly,"Cook interjected.

"Cook, '' I snapped"Go away !"

"Hilary said it was tiny,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks atrocious !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can exhibit the magistrate your torn wearing apparel and a good creaming within your parts."

"Very well, where is the sleeping accommodation ?"she asked.

"Here on the floor !"I insisted.

"No, bed me, if you want me bed me properly !"she insisted.

"Oh very well,"I sighed in aggravation and I swept her off her metrical foot and carried her upstairs.

How was I to know it was the most romantic motion she had ever known ? The poor people daughter's quim was soaking with expectation and in a moment as soon as had bared it my prong had found a new home.

Her tight Virgo the Virgin cunt gripped my member."Make passion to me !"she pleaded.

"This madam is merely a simple fucking,"I explained as I started to have sex her,"Though I own a very consonant one."

"Oh that makes me experience so nice,"she said and she smiled.

"Really ?"I queried,"Usually char ask if I have finished yet, or make some sarcastic remark."

"No, its really dainty, oh my god, its really nice."she said as the walls of her virgin cunt instinctively began to milk my cock.

It was all too much and suddenly a great waterspout of seed snapshot from my loins and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my member shrank and them rolled onto my back."Do your worst,"I said and drifted into a content sleep.
"occupy it in your handwriting like thus,"I heard Captain Cook saying as someone gripped my hammer in their hand,"He ent much of a cocksman, one spurt curiosity,"Cook opined,"Still a bit of a suction will probably rouse him."

"What's up ?"I said.

"Damned Constable thinks I'm my sister and that I'm a whore,"Miss Latchmere explained.

"So you are trying conquest ?"I queried.

"In a countersign, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced apartment chested old maid, why should I take note of you ?"I asked.

She thought a moment"Because my eldest boy child shall inherit don's championship, should you not like your son to be the Earl Latchmere, the 5th Baron Latchmere ?"

"And ?"I queried.

She thought a moment."My sister is a whore and she can take place on all way of whorish tricks to keep you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"Good breaker point,"I agreed,"On your back I wish to bang you again."


To be continued.

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