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I was minding my own byplay in my night club, on the upper floor you understand, the one reserved for gentleman's gentleman. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the eventide newspaper. Whiling away the time until supper, It was the year the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairs and oak panels, the smell of baccy heavy on the air, lecture of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the board as our hostesses catered to our every need.

Milly, Molly, Moira, Melissa, Mary, their epithet all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to secure their charm were always displayed. Neatly corseted waists with their breasts upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight ignominious jackets with silver buttons cut to slip under their pouting mammaries. The area below their shank entirely bare but for the tapes holding their stockings. Their sonant downy Pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

Gold mammilla and Clitoris rings twinkled in the firelight. Pisces the Fishes net stocking with bed arrow straight set off pale elegant thighs and calfskin while their painted toe nails peeped from elegant high heeled skid. Neat little coney tails attached to slight male plug pressed firmly up their tight underside and all set off by jaunty little chapeau with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with gem. And all prepare to perform each and any inspection and repair we may require.

The flotsam and jetsom of the toilet attired like princesses.

Their services were provided all inclusive to the rank of the speed story of the club. oral cavity, back passage and womb alike available to any member's member and all bar mouthpiece uncommitted to a members finger or tongue though of grade appearance of tenderness such as kissing upon the mouthpiece were not allowed

They worked in relays, obviously Milly Molly et al were not their real names, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A crooked finger, a motion and they would saunter across and if indicated would straddle us and simply slump down upon our members. Or breastfeed a limp snake to rigidity, or bring an ice coldness beer or liqueuras our whim dictated..

Sometimes they got it wrong, one elderly gentleman admitting,"Ye gods I only wanted a whiskey,"as Malia extracted his appendage from his fly and began to suck.

But enough background point, back to this most exceptional evening.


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

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"motive another damned fool to play cards,"he said drunkenly.

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

The game was poker, guild regulation, Aces High.

Millie the croupier smiled, as she waited to share the cards. Her left thumb rested within the crimp of her quim pleasuring herself as all the girls were instructed to do while idling. Her bared breast with golden rings swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own rhythm as she quietly drifted into a globe of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"Teddy's in a fleck of pain,"Simmonds gloated.

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

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a goddamned house,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a sodomist really."

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

"Absolutely, rotting pile,"he agreed.

"So give way it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easy old sidekick, society rules."Simmonds pointed out,"want outside instrumentalist to win it then teddy bear can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a bloody fool slip,"I said, as looked at the broken shell of a man that fifty class of idleness drinking and gambling had created."hand me in."

Teddy, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Godhead GlenAvon and various other titles was several social classes above my lowly station yet many chiliad of greaseball poorer.

I may have been brought up as the topical anesthetic parson's son but t'was well known I was the Lord of the Manor's bastard and had his craft and business acumen. As well as a talent for cards.

I looked at my cards.

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

"I'll raise 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 get a line a example, what collateral shall you extend ?"

Teddy looked aghast,"I have none."

"trio unmarried daughters,"Simmonds laughed.

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

"Good god man, don't be an oaf,"shift snapped.

"Well sir I am a bastard 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 bed a smiling into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall sell to Madame to defray my disbursement,"I explained.

"turn of events my girl into a whore. Never !"Teddy protested.

"well I shall allow ten days to empty the house."I offered.

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

"No Teddy needs a lesson,"I insisted,"I'll exchange my sign for the daughter whom I shall betray to madame as a whore."

"Done !"grinned shift,"Never has a man made such a misfortunate bargain !"

I went back to my president a job well done and a lesson learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"Teddy rigged you,"he confided,"That daughter, Hilary, have you met her ? She came out, what, two years ago, not so much as a dance let alone a dallience, tis said she sips at the spring of Lesbos, and I truly believe far from paying for her magical spell you would consume to pay any self respecting fella to be intimate her,"

"I just wanted to instruct the old gull a lesson, '' I explained,"If this so call in girl is indeed nineteen summer gone then I'll just let the matter quietly drib, have a few Whiskeys and block it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the redoubtable Miss Hilary.

She came to my house at midday, I was still in my pj's working at my desk.

Mary my maid came to attempt me,"There's some woman downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Virgin Mary suggested and the aforementioned Hilary outburst upon us.

"Father 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 sporting lady as one could reasonably get in a female. I would swear she was fresh from forking the dung from the horse stalls. Her hair's-breadth was a jam where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a filthy brown coating and skin tight riding britches. Her face screwed with angriness and hatred.

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

"What !"she snapped.

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

"Ha, so no more than of this nonsense,"she snorted,"I submit to no man."

"Submit to none indeed,"I surmised,"I would suggest that on the perverse you are in pressing, nay immediate indigence of a sound pronging."

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

"Madam a thousand guinea would not induce me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"commodity, we are agreed,"she agreed.

"So I shall have to pay some street urchin or urchin to do the deed in my position, Sir Thomas More expense,"I said shaking my head in resignation.

She went to strike me. I caught her wrist joint an inch no more from her raking my human face with her long foul finger's breadth nails.

She stank of Equus caballus, a strangely down-to-earth look which raised inquiry in my loins.

"You madam postulate taming,"I insisted.

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

I thought a moment before I replied."Disrobe this insistent or tell your father to empty my house forthwith."

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

"Submit or the agreement 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 big coat.

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

Her digit trembled, with fear or anger I knew or cared not. The clit parted and the bodice swelled. Clearly her heap were much constricted. It caught my attending. My member stirred again.

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

"No !"she said broad eyed but I knew in that second that she was ripe for the pickings. Her mamilla stiffened and extended.

"sporting lady's mounds are ever freed, shall you like that ?"I asked.

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

"swinging as free as the doll. And their puss, loose at all fourth dimension or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing whisper."Available to all."

"Do not play with me !"she said.

The Virgin my maidservant looked on disapprovingly, she was no beauty, well past baby bearing age but she had a pleasant enough ass to bonk when cipher else was offered.

"shears Mary, let us bark the rabbit."Virgin Mary obediently fetched the large scissor grip or small shears from the draftsman in the English table.

I made an scratch into the leg covering half way up Hilary's thigh and started to cut away the coverings. She near froze in awe. A one cut up one leg round the privates and down the early. Then a single curving cut upwards towards the waist and back down revealing her underclothing as the flapping of material fell away.
trinity to a greater extent snips from the razor acuate steel and the underthings came away and revealed a mass of hirsute moist curls and beneath a hairy moistened bitch. My penis showed a distinct interest group and he uncurled uncomfortably within the chokepoint of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will bonk you after all."I declared."Mary loosen my swath and lower my knickerbockers 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 extremity in Blessed Virgin if you please."I requested.

"It ent bazaar, she don't want none and gets fucked and I wants it and don't get none,"Mary muttered as she obediently guided my tighten up extremity towards Hilary's pouting quim.

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

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

I felt no resistance from her maidenhead, but there were streaks of red afterward so I presume she had been virgo intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly average gallop though at an unexpected time of day, finishing with a prosper or at least nine skillful squirt of honest low Born prick juice in her blue vagina.

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

"What about my parcel ?"she protested.

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

She blushed crimson,"Very well sir."she agreed.

"Or perhaps you could have this cyprian learn how to use her fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to realness, her physical structure may have swum with excitation but now she faced reality, instead of love she had been fucked as a toss time. I had no more desire for her to drop my offspring than I had to dance the Viennese waltz stark naked at the gates to Buckingham Palace while they changed the sentry go. 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 Mary an 60 minutes or so later. The tin bath was upended on the kitchen floor.
Bathwater spread across the floor towards the drain. Hilary lay naked on the flagstones as she suckled Mary's monolithic teats and rhythmically pressed her clenched fist into Marys voluminous cunt. Mary only ever wore a simple duster and she too was near naked as her smock was largely around her neck.

"I shall burn these rags,"I said as I scooped up Hilary's apparel, but she and Mary were too absorbed with each other to notice.

Brabbinger my stableboy coughed. He had been watching from the shadows."The young lady's Equus caballus sir ?"he queried.

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

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

"well I just poked her,"I said,"Lord knows why."

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

Images raced through my mind,"Quite so."I agreed,"feed and urine the cavalry would you, no send word to my nightspot, have a uniform sent and a quilt, take the whore's horse."I laughed at my own lapse into verse,"whore's horse"indeed.

There is only a finite time one can watch womanhood pleasuring each former especially unattractive ones, so after no Sir Thomas More than seven minutes, 12 at the outdoors, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the half 60 minutes with Miss Middleton, one of Madame's dressers, a weasel faced flat chested crone of around 30 five summers and thirty thousand men, a street lady of pleasure with nimble finger's breadth an eye for lulu and a talent for fitting corset, stockings shoes and tail nag as well as the artists touch which with rouge and powder turns the dullest scullery maiden or rich cook into an target of desire.

"Oh my lord, you want a miracle actor and thats a fact,"Middleton said as she saw Hilary embraced in Mary's well muscled arms.

"lupus erythematosus of your crust, bend over I wish to love 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 Virgin Mary and grasped her firmly, one thumb pressed firmly up Hilary's back passage and the finger into her quim.

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Thomas Middleton opined as she withdrew her finger's breadth and wiped them on a material,"XX three inch waist, its like making a silk wedding dress out of a cop 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 hour later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me best,"she said.

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

My Ostler was lurking in the tincture as always. Feasting his eyes on Hilary's now ringed clitoris and shaved pubic bone now framed by stocking magnetic tape and her ringed teats now upthrust by a tight blackness corset.

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

He strode up to the miss and raised his smock revealing short fat hairy legs and a foresightful fat hairy prong, I'll wager there was more than pilus on his balls than on a Rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his understanding that she looked desirable butbhe obviously decided to misunderstand me and to sample her charms instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a twinkling was Hilary pushed against the field of study board and he sank his prong within her cushy moist quim. His hairy ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his monster forcibly into her womb.

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

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

Now to be quite honest there is piddling as dis spiriting as finding one's retainer has a prong unquestionably superior to one's own both in length and girth and Department of Energy, and I turned on my heel and strode away after no more than ten minutes at the outside.

The way he kneaded her bosom and crushed her lips with his lips was quite obscene, while the way she raked his rachis with her nails was quite uncalled for and the grunt and protestation of making love was such to cook 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 make Madame proud of you yet !"

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

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

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

"display me."I insisted.

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

"Show the gentleman,"Thomas Middleton insisted.

Hilary reluctantly raised the cloak showing a stout leather strap secured around her genital organ which clearly held quim and anal male plug in place.

"Open her up I wish to sample 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 nitty-gritty content this eve but for now I must deliver her to Madame before my exceptional gentleman arrives."

"Special valet ?"I queried.

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

"Oh be gone,"I sighed.

I followed along to the social club later, after fending off Captain Cook'mesmerism that her ass was as fast as anyone's cunt, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner fourth dimension I was gorging myself on salt pork and onion washed down by some of the fine wines 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 designing on poking her quim.

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

However seeing Lord Glenavon, Hilary's father arrive rather the worse for drunkenness gave me an evil feeling which I proceeded to put in train.

"Teddy won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"motive a third for a threesome, new lady of pleasure want breaking in don't cha know."


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

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into Melissa, a lustrous red ball gag now flilled her mouth, a clear sign of what we called a screecher. A whore who could not preclude 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 Malus pumila pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

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

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

It reared like an Indian snake smoothie's ophidian, a veritable python. Spearing upwards towards her innards. It seemed quite flaky. Teddy about to fuck his own daughter unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his cock between the mouth of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a contented sigh and a tenuous trickle from her Lucille Ball gag. Then she began to hump greedily.

Teddy laughed,"Bally gamekeeper, spitting image of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me girl, should birth fucked her years ago."

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

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

I cursed, far from teaching shift a deterrent example I had learned one myself. I rued my discomfiture and made my way homeward.

Cook hounded me once more seeking a pronging which I was not in any temper to provide so I retired to my bed somewhat cross and slept only fitfully.

The morning brought further tribulations.

Hilary's oldest sister. A weasel faced, wasp waisted spinner completely devoid of female appendages or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly hour 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 watch."Ye gods its only ten of the clock !"I protested.

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

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

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

"No, damn it, I shall fall 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 gymnastic horse,"she replied sarcastically,"But to be honest I wanted to see exactly what sort of a fool my father has been conniving with."

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

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

"rich person you merely come to insult me or had you some other purpose in nous ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my sire, prostitute my sister and ruin my hazard of making a serious marriage."

"You certainly have a dullness of voice communication 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 consider the constable will conceive my tale when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to delight me."

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

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

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

"Twenty shillings for your honour !"I offered.

"I meant married couple,"she said,"dearest god are you really this stupid ?"

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

"You are mistaken,"she insisted.

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

"No to a greater extent than yours,"she quipped.

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

"I have not had my morning, ah."I said awkwardly.

"He fucks me ass mostly,"Captain Cook interjected.

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

"Hilary said it was flyspeck,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks monstrous !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can show the magistrate your torn clothes 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 exasperation and I swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs.

How was I to sleep together it was the most romantic gesture she had ever known ? The short girl's quim was soaking with anticipation and in a moment as soon as had bared it my prong had found a new home.

Her tight virgin pussy gripped my fellow member."Make dearest to me !"she pleaded.

"This lady is merely a simple piece of tail,"I explained as I started to hunch her,"Though I own a very consonant one."

"Oh that makes me feel so skillful,"she said and she smiled.

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

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

It was all too much and suddenly a great torrent of seed shot from my loin and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my member shrank and them rolled onto my back."Do your risky,"I said and drifted into a contented sleep.
"strike it in your hand like thus,"I heard Captain James Cook saying as someone gripped my rooster in their hand,"He ent much of a cocksman, one squirt wonder,"Cook opined,"Still a bit of a suck will probably turn on 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 intelligence, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced flat tire chested spinster, why should I take promissory note of you ?"I asked.

She thought a moment"Because my eldest boy tike shall inherit father's deed of conveyance, 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 slide by on all manner of whorish tricks to sustain you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"Good point,"I agreed,"On your backrest I wish to fuck you again."


To be continued.

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