headwaiter Hirst's Virgo Bride

The way was suddenly mute, all hinged upon the turn of a visiting card. Lord Cashmire watched intently as I turned over my last card. An Ace.

The colour drained from his face.

"But you were bluffing, the nerve on your cervix"he stammered.

"Nerves my Jehovah,"I assured him,"Just cheek, you may well have had a superscript hand.

"My God Cashers, you've lost it all !"Bunty Buntingthorpe exclaimed.

I looked around as Mallinson acting as waiter, or Croupier as the frenchies have it, pushed the immense big money of chips and Cashmire's note towards me. I was not particularly excited, I just wanted to instruct the old fool a lesson.

"goodness God Cashers,"Lord Althwaite chipped in,"You just bet your estate and lost !"

"He cheated !"Cashmire protested,"His neck !"

"Hardly cheating old boy, '' Allthwaite laughed,"Ace up the arm that's cheating, not flaccid neck opening muscles."

"I demand the opportunity to win it back !"Cashmire blustered.

"Indeed, what did you bid to wager ?"I ventured.

"Your girl, all five maybe ?"Bunty suggested.

"Yes, may daughter's honour against the estate !"he insisted.

I concurred. He lost. Again. He fainted. I bade my acquaintance good bye and retired to my lodgings.

Bunty roused me future day. He insisted I went to Cashmire Park forthwith to arrogate my prize.

I concurred. We arrived at noon. Lord Cashmire greeted us."So which one will you choose ?"

He took us to the withdrawing room.

"I am afraid in addition to losing my estate in a game of poker game stopping point evening I also wagered my daughter honour,"He explained,"I did not condition which daughter so Captain Hirst has come to choose."

"Ah, My Creator,"We came to discuss the matter,"I explained.

"So choose,"he ordered waving his arm at a panoply of daughters.

"I am spoken for,"said the eldest,"As am I"said another. One by one they cast their oculus down. The youngest held my stare."I am not of age !"she said firmly.

"Your name ?"I asked.

"Amelia !"she replied.

"And shall you be of age three year hence when I return from Bharat ?"I asked.

"Of course,"she snapped her middle blazing.

"Then I shall prefer you my dear,"I averred,"We shall wed on my homecoming and take your award, until then I shall entrust the management of my the three estates to your able hands."

"You shall never take my honour !"she railed.

I bade them farewell. Three years hence they would induce forgotten me.

We embarked for India the day after the next, and I did not return for three retentive and bloody years.

Our battle weary regiment landed at Portsmouth three class and eight months to the day after departing. I had much to do. Our officer army corps decimated by the brute of the Khyber pass and the malarious infections and illness which abound in that god forsaken land.

I went as headwaiter and returned as substantial Colonel, surely to render to the rank of Major when the war part became aware of my field promotion.

It was Bunty who reminded me of Lord Cashmire and the landed estate. Bunty at my side throughout the cause, a true friend.

We went to Cashmire Mungo Park a few 24-hour interval after landing. Bunty professed a liking for Cashmire's second young so we went in high spirits.

Godhead Cashmire met us. Bent and blear eyed. He was completely befuddled. madam Cashmire had to utter for him.

"I should apologise for my married man maitre d'hotel,"she said levelly,"But I shall not for he is a broken man."

"I am sorry to get wind that,"I replied.

"Are you, it is entirely your fracture !"she snapped.

"looking, My Lady, I came to resolve the matter, I never sought to take your estates."I explained,"Just teach the lesson of the evil of gambling."

"wellspring tell that to Amelia. She is ruined and My husband is a broken man, broken Captain."she protested.

"So where shall I find Ameila ?"I enquired.

"Somewhere you shall never regain her,"she told us bluntly."As soon as she knew you were home she determined that you should never take her honour."

"But where, a Monastery ? '' I queried

"No Captain, sadly not,"his lordship said sadly,"She now resides in a bawdry house near Portsmouth Dockyard."

"What, what are your saying ?"I demanded.

"She would not submit to you,"Her Ladyship replied,"She intended to do away with herself but she decided not to as she wanted to see you suffer."

I sat down without being asked,"Good god, I never meant, I mean, perhaps I would have wooed her but I would never get taken, you know, forced.."

"Well you should have told her that !"ma'am Cashmire insisted.

It was frightening,"Where will I incur her ?"I asked

"The Agamemnon, near the waterfront,"Lord Cashmire informed me,"She says she likes it very much."

I felt sick.

We made our dodging. We returned to Portsmouth to try Amelia. We knew of the Agamemnon, it was infamous, it was named after a 64 gun Man o War to pull in sailors.

We found it easily. A large rather shabby building near the naval dockyard gates and despite the hour, not yet 5 of the clock was already filled with drunken sailors and base whores.

We went in,"Shouldn't go in there Sir,"the doorman insisted,"Ain't no respect for military officer in there sirs."

"I thank you but I have business with a ma'am !"I insisted.

"Ain't no Ladies in here sirs, only Oars."he said,"But don't let me stand between thee and thee pleasure."

We entered the iniquity. leghorn sat on benches quenching their hunger with watery beer instead of their usual lime juice and grog. Ladies if such term could be applied to establish adult female, raised their dame for a few coins to show their bared loin and let the men paw at their individual parts.

A bawdy kiss on the lips, a serenity countersign and a prosperous straw hat would whisk a wench away up the stairs to some private place of some such. Sometimes a mathematical group of sailors would take a giggling wench up the stairs with them.

A skirt looked up from her companions,"Oh look, an ship's officer !"she laughed,"And what do you want sir ! Poke a wench up the ass like thee does thee batman I'll wager !"

"Insolent chick, I would no more poke a batman than put my member in a Python back talk,"I averred,"I seek Amelia !"

"Oh god,"she said."Oh my lord, You're that Captain aint you ?"she gasped,"She said you was vicious and ugly like a fiend and a donkey, but you ent, are you ?"

"You know her ?"I demanded, She nodded."Then ask me to her !"I demanded.

"Look she went up not ten minutes since,"she said,"With some sailors."

"Take me to her I say,"I demanded. she demurred. I gave her a silver gray coin, she gave it back.

"I'll display you where, '' she ordered,"Follow me, just give me tuppence for my trouble."

I did as she said. I followed her up the steps, past rooms where the sound of passion resonated and reverberated through the ill fitttng doors, along filthy stained corridors of creaking floorboards and up again to little meaner rooms.

Our guide opened a door. The small cramped room was filled with sailors. The ceiling sloped down along one English where the way was set against the roof. An Iron bedframe took much of the space and a young girl with blonde pilus lay on the filthy stained mattress. Her short once white smock was up around her waist and down around her waist revealing her hammock upon which two crewman were sucking while a tierce had his fellow member firmly embedded in the girls viscera, and endeavouring to force it even further in.

I was shocked that Amelia could come to this.

"Oops sorry, ill-timed one !"our guidebook simpered.

The future room was alike. The ceiling again sloped down, an Fe bed with tarnish mattress near filled what had been a servant's room and sailors near filled the redundant infinite. This time the wench was kneeling over the bed with just one sailor serving her with his member rammed firmly up her backside.

"Ohh, Sorry,"our wench said awkwardly,"Must be the next one."

It was not, we moved on until finally a door opened.

I stood in double-dyed mental rejection. The elbow room was the Same as the others but the dame was not abed. She was between two bluejacket. Her peg and implements of war wrapped around one golden crevice upon whose member she was clearly impaled while his shipmate standing behind her clearly had his member impel deep into her backside. She was laughing. Her teeth dazzling white, her golden haircloth swirling, her pitcher were crushed against the navy man's chest as apart from her stockings she was completely naked.

She looked at me,"Hello John, are you adjacent ?"she asked.

My genu buckled,"No, Yes,"I blustered.

"Then wait outside if you please, I have gentleman to pleasure, and they have me to please !"She grasped the sailor more than firmly and thrust against him even more forcefully, forcing him ever deeper,"dedicate it to me,"she husked,"You know you want to."

Her optic widened as the bluejacket reached the point of release and as he did so she contrived to osculate him full phase of the moon on the lips yet somehow she still managed to stare at me.

I stood in the doorway transfixed."I expect they will change ends side by side,"my skirt said,"Shall I suckle your member to make you nice and squiffy ready for when she's barren ?"

"Ah, no I thank you,"I said sincerely for my sap was already fully risen.

"Ohhh, I see you are a big boy aren't you,"she giggled,"You'll burst your breeches if you don't get relief soon !"

"I can't understand,"I confessed. My doll closed the threshold. There was a small-scale wooden bench. We sat together.

"See there's adult female and there's women,"she explained,"Some likes a good seeing to and some don't, some make-believe to like a soundly sightedness to but don't and some pretends not and grows bitter when they don't get enough."

"What are you blabbering about ?"I demanded.

"Well Amelia's like me, I can't get decent and nor can she,"the wench said,"I just wish all me man was gentlemen,"she added philosophically.

We waited patiently. One of the bar men appeared, he opened Amelia's room access."prison term's up you're wanted down stairs in routine four for a special,"he announced.

Amelia had pulled a gown around herself when she emerged,"You'll have to wait, why not come and watch, you might like it,"she explained.

I followed her, the wench came as well,"I better look after you,"she said helpfully,"You might postulate some relief !"

Amelia disappeared through a door,"Can't go in there, come with me to the spy hole,"my wench suggested.

I did as she said, A door led to a narrow darkened corridor with small-scale spy yap discreetly cut into the bulwark."It usually costs tuppence,"she added.

The room was bare. The floor oil cloth which was freshly cleaned. Seven or eight men waited there. Amelia entered. She wore one of her old frock. she looked every column inch a lady except the cleavage was so low her breasts were completely bare and the front was cut away to show her slot and mound.

"Who's first ?"she asked.

She chose. She slipped off his knock, lowered his breeches and started to suckle his member, another loosened his rear of barrel and she grasped it with her left manus then a one-third loosened his and she grasped him with her decently hand.

Then the other men dropped their breeches also, not only dropped but dropped to the floor and kicked off. Amelia changed gentlemen. suckling and caressing dissimilar men till all their members were rock grueling and then with them all clustered around she tipped them over the bound, their seeded player splashing her face, her heart, her dress everywhere. Even her paunch from where she scooped it up and forced it up her slot. I felt her stare boring into me.

The men dressed, wiped themselves upon her dress and left the room.

"Did you like that King John ?"Amelia asked as she stared at my spy hole."Did Josie remedy you while you watched ?"

"No,"I replied, my voice breaking.

"Then come in and let me remedy you,"she offered.

"I just want to talk."I explained.

"I know, and you find it so much sluttish when you have six in of solid cock up inside me,"she said knowingly,"You men are all alike."

My skirt Josie helped me to slither out of the narrow corridor and make my way to where Amelia waited.

She smiled, she slipped off her robes and stood before me posing provocatively,"Get your fellow member out then,"she ordered,"Or do you want to defile your breeches ?"

"I want to talk,"I said feebly.

I stood there uselessly. My skirt unbuttoned my rear of barrel. My extremity already stiffened strained at her touch.

Amelia laughed at me."Oh my Lord, is that all you have."

The wench responded,"Its a courteous shaft,"she said as she stroked me.

"I didn't mean for this to hap,"I said earnestly,"I meant to woo you and if you did not answer I would."

"You didn't think beyond my falling madly in erotic love with you did you ?"Amelia challenged.

"I hoped,"I replied.

"Well I decided you should not have my honour,"she laughed,"So I sneaked away and arranged for Madame to sell my purity to the highest bidder."

"She liked it, she liked it a lot, '' My wench added.

"I like it,"Amelia admitted,"I love the tone of a solid phallus pressing and pulsating and the pleasure it affords the gentleman."She lay back and spread her pegleg encompassing before opening the lips to her uterus to afford me a sight right into her innards,"And I know just how desperate you are to stay put your member cryptic inside me, but, John,"she said."You may not, I forbid it !"and she laughed.

My wench gently stroked my phallus. He was already weeping some lubricant. Amelia raised herself up and cupped her breasts forming a channel.

"How would you care to put your thingy up between my pinhead and fritter away cream all over me ? '' she taunted.

My wench squeezed my balls. My fellow member erupted. My love emollient splattered over Amelia's leg. My skirt wiped it onto her finger and in turn she wiped her finger inside Amelia's parts.

"Hey !"Amelia protested unconvincingly, but the deed was done.

I felt deflated.

"I wanted to woo you,"I repeated,"I never thought."

"Liar you wanted to ravish me,"Amelia said,"You wanted a shy retiring Virgo so she would never know how inadequate your member is."

"Oh think as you damned well like,"I muttered,"You are a fundament lady of pleasure, and it's all my fault."Something damp fell onto my bare leg. I realised I was crying.

The wench held me near,"Its all right sir,"she said,"Amelia is a working girl sir, you could never have made her happy with your modest manhood."

"But had she remained chaste she would never have known,"I blustered.

"And had you not behaved so abysmally I would never ingest known,"Amelia said,"Never eve have known the thrill of making a gentleman's gentleman talk his seed before he even mounts me, or have two penis inside me at one time, or have one man after another waiting line to mount me."

I sobbed.

"Are you a Gentleman who wishes to be humiliated ?"Amelia asked,"Who likes the cat o nine tails across his bare ass ? Some do. They pay very well. Do you make love I could do you a special charge per unit, tie you to the bed and exit you to crave while the rats eat your toes and."

"enough !"I protested. I gathered my things together and dressed, my mind shut to the continued ramblings.

"You should have come as soon as you docked,"Amelia insisted."Before I saw my vocation."

"I will throw your integral family in the gutter,"I snapped.

"Oh good, send my younger sisters to me,"Amelia suggested, whether in jest or seriousness I knew not,"But not the erstwhile ones for they are far too ugly to attract a man, mail them to the workhouse with mother and father."

"I thank you for your sound advice,"I replied.

"And don't give the staff references,"Amelia added,"If I am a cyprian there is no grounds in the humans they should suffer a superior station."

"Then I bid you good day,"I insisted, and checking my garb was correctly adjusted I took my leave.

"She will come cycle,"the bird said hopefully.

"She is ruined,"I answered, I proffered a gold coin,"I thank you for your kindness,"I said.

"I am always here if you need me,"she said sadly."Goodbye."

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