I acquired my commonwealth estate for a very reasonable considerateness on my replication from the Americas.

sevener old age heavy work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the aliveness of a Country Gentleman was at the very least Charles Frederick Worth trying.

An land, two thousand demesne, innumerable moo-cow, sheep and yokels, a village, a church several farms and a fully staffed mansion came as something of a job lot from a firm of solicitors engaged in liquidating the assetts of a once rich Lord now fallen on hard times.

I arrived one September afternoon. The household was lined up for inspection, maids, fundament men, Captain Cook, stableboy. idler all. Not one had ever done a knockout day work.

I was not affect. The Samuel Butler was an brassy fat oaf given to buggering the under footmen, and the housekeeper the most stuck up arrogant bitch that ever walked in christendom.

I regretted my purchase immediately, even before I discovered the entire East Wing was uninhabitable as the roof was rotten with dry rot and the ceiling leaked like a colander.

I ate a perfectly fix meal of gristle preceeded by pig swill and followed by a disgusting gooey mass which no self respecting savage would have deigned to consume which I was advised was French Quisine.

I went to read but there was not one half adequate book among C in the depository library. There was no hot water for a bath, no oil lamps merely candle, and I dreaded my bed time as I was sure I would share my nocture with lowlife or worse.

And indeed it was worse. The Housekeeper had severely misjudged me.

"Have my bed warmed,"I instructed a half hour before retiring. Miss Sir Bernard Williams the Housekeeper agreed.

Normally and half sensible person would send glowing coals in the bed pan and warm up the bed thus, taking care to ensure it did not actually catch afire.

However young lady Williams was obviously some kind of perverted deviant for when having undressed and donned my nightshirt I opened the curtains to my four posted bed only to find two naked fille de chambre therein and fasting asleep.

"What in gods epithet !"I thundered.

"Beg pardon sir, Miss Williams said as you might care to be obliged with a shag sir,"the plumper one suggested.

"Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you hold your way if we wanted to keep us jobs,"her friend retorted.

"Yes like Dotty said thats rightfield sir."Maisey agreed.

"Get out, I am not in the habit of threatening anyone to gather sensual access,"I blustered, and seeing their confusion added,"You are serving doll not fancy woman, when I want a prostitute I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool and find some fallen gentlewoman wherein to loose my seed."

They still looked confused,"Don't you fancy us then sir, shall we send a footman up ?"

"No I don't want a footman, nor a Cook nor a sheep or a dog or any other thing."I insisted.

"You celebrate like a Monk then sir ?"Dotty asked innocently.

"No,"I snapped, and I bellowed,"Miss Hank Williams get in here now !"

She was hovering outside the doorway,"Sir,"she said,"Have the missy upset you ?"

"No but you have, why tell them they had to let me fuck them to save their line of work ?"I demanded.

"fountainhead I don't see how else they would be persuaded to let you use them,"she opined,"You are hardly the Duke of jackboot are you ?"

"No and not bloody Napoleon either,"I snapped,"And you're no Josephine."

She bridled and went bright red.

"There is no need for insults,"she replied.

"There damned well is when the household believe I bugger footmen for a pastime when there are no sheep usable,"I advised,"Bloody underworld and red cent and blast, I fear I damn near need to fuck them just to disprove the notion."

"I am sure there is no need to do that,"she replied.

"No there isn't,"I agreed,"I'll shag you instead and have the whole menage scout !"

"Ha ha ha,"Maisey and Dotty chortled,"That'll Edward Teach you miss !"

"Don't be silly !"Miss Williams snapped back."

"Well I'm not, if you wish to retain your position your new responsibility include fucking me when ever and where ever I wish."I insisted.

"Don't be nonsensical !"Miss Roger Williams declared.

"cartoon strip, takings of your clothes, Miss Williams,"I insisted,"Every stitch, and lady friend round up the menage I wish to lay to rest the rumor that I am a mans man, a buggeroo, or a sodomite."

She glared.

"Or garner your lying in wait you are dismissed without references, no incertitude I shall find you in a Doncaster whorehouse if I wish to try out you in due course."I added.

"Oh very well,"she relented and to my complete horror she began to unbutton her blouse.

I was nonplussed. I merely meant to affright her so she would never do anything similar again, but she was taking me at my word.

Her blouse fell open and showed her mound which were sorely constricted by her corset. I gallantly stepped forwards and pried them free so they flopped over the tightly constricting black leather corset.

My extremity reared as I felt her silky easy tit flesh in my decoration. I pushed her doll and underskirt down.

She wore no pantaloons. Her conch was covered in fine downy fur. mild pinko and moist as she responded to my touch.

"Undo my breechess whore, let me have sex you, let me bury my member in your slippery fuck muddle,"I said crudely.

She did not demur. My buttons were undone and my member extracted."Please ?"she said.

I took it to intend"Please fuck me,"and I obliged.

I should like to say I mounted her with one swift motion but to be truthful the first thrust missed completely the endorse hurt like hell, the tierce was the wrong slant and finally the fourth sort of forced an entry.

She sorting of made sundry glugging stochasticity as I pushed her against the edge of the bed. My member was entirely rearing and most on one-half as big again as sometimes. It was so long since I plugged a white cleaning woman and and indeed plugged any woman without a skin.

Sensations resounded the duration of my extremity as he moulded her cavern paries to his shape and claimed her dead and then as I took everything that was hers I held her cheeks and bringing my mouth down on hers I raped her mouth with my tongue.

"How's that ?"I asked nastily,"Are you sated or shall I send for the butler ?"

"I don't,"she said,"Care."

She cared in a second. The torrent of seed caught her unawares, she gasped and looked wild eyed for a moment as realisation hit her that she could now well be with tike."Oh dear god."she sighed as sated I withdrew.

"I feel faint,"she said.

"Too excited I fear,"I observed,"Lie in the bed properly and rest a while."

I helped force her annulus clear of her feet and slipped her dainty shoe off and even pulled back the covers and lifted her onto the bed.

"And you lot can sodomize off, shows over,"I announced and I closed the curtains.

Miss Williams was breathing heavily so I helped unlace her corset and threw it aside at which decimal point she fell asleep.

I cuddled up to her for warmheartedness. My member nuzzled her ass hole but I thought skillful of it and held her one shot the waistline cupping her boob as I too fell into a deep contented sleep.

I woke around nine of the clock. Miss Williams was gone. I dressed and went to find her.

She was in the kitchen,"Miss Williams you are neglecting your responsibility,"I informed her,"My cock is rampant and desires your diffuse pussy or lovesome lips to assuage him."

"Don't be preposterous,"she said but in a wink I had her skirts up and the diffuse pink conch revealed once more.

"On the table madam, legs a kilter, that will suffice."I insisted.

"Oh no, it is bed or nowhere,"she insisted but my knickers were down and my member rampant, and as she obeyed and sat on the table edge legs astride, he slipped straight in. To be quite honest I don't believe I ever poked a more unforced hole.



"Bastard,"she cursed for consequence but then she began to pant in rhythm to my pounding and began to make little yelping sound,"Oh you bastard that look so good Ohhhhh."she gasped and so I shot my dawn bolt to an audience of footmen cooks scullery housemaid and chamber maids.

"That could suffer been us,"said Maisey to Dotty wistfully.

"It ‘ ent fair,"Dotty replied.

"Very well I shall induce you this very dark !"I agreed.

"Ah that won't be necessary,"Miss Willams insisted,"I am quite adequate to of coping with his lordship's demands."And she smiled. Quite a pretty grin but one undoubtedly improved by having a pecker between her lips.

"Indeed, now suck my cock grueling I wish to fuck you agin,"I commanded.

"On second thoughts perhaps Maisey would like to obligate ?"Miss Tennessee Williams suggested.

"Or Dotty,"Maisey suggested.

"Or the footman,"Dotty suggested.

"No young lady Thomas Lanier Williams, kneeling and worship my prick I say,"I commanded again.

"And if I refuse,"she countered.

"Then you won't get fucked until after supper,"I insisted.

"Oh very well then,"she agreed and she knelt before me and gently cleaned my near flabby cock with the dish aerial textile before gently kissing first the tip and then the shaft to rouse me.

In a trice he was rigid again,"On the board leg astride !"I commanded and in a flurry of bird she bounded onto the table like a charwoman one-half her age and held her slit lips open to experience me.

"Ohhh my lord,"she cooed as |I pleasured myself thrusting against her.

"Are you barren ?"I queried.

"No,"she said.

"No matter,"I replied and I set myself the end of creating new life sentence within her until at length we were both exhausted and only then did I let fly.

"I'm going back to bed,"I announced.

Miss Williams followed,"Where are you going ?"I queried.

"Why, to warm up your bed of row,"and she smiled .