In the time of Queen Victoria 's reign on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England


Miss Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the foremost meter that morning. The sun shone amber on the honey sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the Confederate States. It looked Brobdingnagian. I wanted a body politic retirement, this was almost a mansion.

"My God Carstairs,"I asked of my lawyer,"What have I done ?"

"Bought a pig in a poke Geoffrey,"he surmised,"You thought it a bargain."

"No one said it was on top of a mess !"I replied.

"We don't have slew in Devon !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a buy and mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an estate so in a instant of craziness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's res publica residence when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a prop in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontal. I had not expected anything so expectant having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 chamber plus servants one-fourth, and I had certainly not expected to encounter the total stave lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs Virginia Katherine McMath the cook, Bessie the maidservant and young lady Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as unnumberable nurseryman and estate workers, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would ask them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Coleman Hawkins had introduced me to fille Blenkinsopp I asked her to score up sleeping room for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to arrange a twosome of housemaid to save us tender at night.

"I most certainly shall not !"miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

"Well if you wish to persist in my employment you will make water surely I want for nothing, is that clear."I demanded as I realised Miss Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be better off without.

"Yes Mr Robert Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a sane dinner party, and a adequate supper but when bed prison term came there was no bequeath maid.

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in foiling,"A consequence of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr James Harvey Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maid, I ordered a housemaid, now find me a amah or I shall dismiss you with no references,"I insisted.

She glared at me,"In that vitrine,"she said,"I shall warm up you myself !"

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no innocuous maidservant, she had to be nigher forty than 30, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even have been a beauty once.

"When I say warm I mean mount ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maid,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly barren so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me take reward of your sizeable bosoms."

"I prefer to strip beneath the bed clothing if I must,"she insisted.

"So be it,"I agreed. I watched as she peeled back the bed apparel and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the last candle. Moon cast its eerie glow across the bedroom. The bed was cold. I embraced her and slipped my hired man to the hem of her nightie and slid it upwards until her breasts were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my head and then lay beside her.

The volume of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a split second I had her raise her weapons system that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her venter. I reached and felt a hoi polloi of wiry hair,"That must go, I want my tart clean shaven,"I said without thinking.

She half sobbed,"That was cruel, I apologise,"I said,"But it will increase you pleasure."

"What do you handle about my delight !"she replied.

"dame, the cry of X when a woman reaches her peak of excitement is always my aim, it is my signal to release my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of ecstasy so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left mamilla between digit and thumb. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to know something of pleasure. Her tit distended. Her breathing place came in short gasp. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the soft moist smirch and eased a finger inside. I felt resistance. I tried a second finger and found the same. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thighs apart and slid over her. My fellow member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too hanker and I gently aimed him between her soft moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her natural language. opposition. I eased back and thrust hard and quite on the spur of the moment my member was cryptical inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall study you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to move within her gently at outset then building a speech rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My guardianship melted away and the intellection she was barren appealed greatly as with no danger of offspring I felt able to gallop all the way to discharge and beyond.

She seemed to react, I fully expected her to lie like a abruptly Pisces the Fishes but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever more than forceful endeavours until at finis I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

"Thank you,"I said as I rolled aside and lay exhausted,"Thank you indeed."

I woke with the sunup. She had risen already."Good break of the day sir."She said and she blushed as I stepped naked from the bed.

"It is indeed, and I thank you."I said cheerily,"And what sound way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, terminal dark, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply see a few tricks to please me and your continued engagement is assured."

She would not look me in the eye."Sir, I don't know what came over me. I am mortified to think of how I behaved."

"misfire Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved final night. It was quite delightful. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your charms again."

"No, it must cease,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her breasts in my hands and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a bridge player down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her body betrayed her. Her teats were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her crimp over the dressing tabular array. I raised the hem of her night nightgown. My member reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted cheek and in to her flabby Split peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the grey stripe in her hair but it did not bother me unduly. She had wonderful slight ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her side in the dressing table mirror as she watched mine.

She could not disguise her pleasure. Even if she had wanted to, she smiled helplessly into the mirror and I grinned in my turn as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every oz. of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her parts where with a Brigham Young maid I should give taken more upkeep. It was a delectation to cum inside her and not to let to expell between the bum or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with reluctance. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity of our love. She slipped from my room like a wraith and by the fourth dimension I had washed and dressed she was on a lower floor supervising breakfast.

I resolved to sample her again that evening but before lunch I was called away.

I went first to Totnes, then by geartrain to Bristol and finally to London.

As for Miss Blenkinsopp I did not leave her but rather pushed her to the spinal column of my mind.

mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable young Lady well-nigh of whom I was sadly old enough to be their begetter, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The wintertime passed and the spring came again and quite suddenly misfire Blenkinsopp was shove right into the centre of my consciousness.

I was at my Jack London desk when wagonwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not discern the name.

"Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"Send her up."

She waddled awkwardly into my office,"Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

"From Morelands sir,"she explained,"In Devon, do you remember."

"Morelands ? My rural area house, young woman Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the kid ?"I enquired.

"Yours sir,"she said,"I know not what to do, I can not hide it any longer."

"Mine, are you sure ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eye and greying hair.

"I have laid with none but you,"she stated.

"My god, I'm to be a Fatherhood, safe lord. I must let been blackmailed for century of guineas for children which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

"Sir,"she said,"I had no idea."

"And what do you want from me ?"I asked,"Money presumably ?"

"To retain my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a tyke, that would be a scandal,"I laughed."I don't even know your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a good while since I last poked a mother to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But young woman Blenkinsopp do you not think back the morning when I bent you over the dressing tabular array ? Shall we not confabulate heaven again ?"

"You recollect ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A grey haired virgin, how could I forget."

"And your child ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."consume your coating off. rear your skirts. Lower your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my agency doorway,"No I want to feel you,"I explained and I slipped my limb around her from behind and held her breasts. Full ripe breasts. I held her jut with my child and then I wrenched down her skirts and underthings. Her brace were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her physical structure had betrayed her again. Her quim was moist. I dropped my pant and buried my appendage in her quim. She gasped. I held her breasts and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our inter-group communication had been in Devon.

It was consanguine to pulling on a favourite twain of slipper, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The moment came soon enough, my charge melted away and then my appendage exploded delightfully filling her already filled uterus with my cum. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to repeat the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find a elbow room for you where I may shout from time to metre to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to continue to dish in Devon, will you not help oneself me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my town home, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my whore for the prison term being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

"I shall say no such matter !"she replied angrily.

"And forget your underpants off I may need to fuck you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea for your fare."

She dressed and scowled at me,"Very well, so be it."I unlocked the door and let her leave.

I returned home base at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat stand and my pelage on the pelage crotchet and then female parent approached in a blind furiousness,"Geoffrey what on dry land have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"young woman Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with child !"she insisted.

"Indeed she is my whore of the present moment,"I suggested.

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not sympathise, Miss Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my friend. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the fellowship had trouble. The estate went to a distant cousin when her Father of the Church died, and she clearly had to accept employment in a menial role but to deal her like a unwashed harlot is insufferable."

"Very well then throw her out,"I suggested.

"Geoffrey,"mother insisted."It will not do, Miss Blenkinsopp is a very passable someone and I am determined that you shall regale her correctly."

"Very well announce the engagement in the metre, if we take care we can make a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not funny Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry office at Totnes and hope none of our friends notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest mother,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final password,"Mother declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at issue, she will do what is essential,"Mother insisted.

Miss Blenkinsopp joined us."I understand we are to be married Serena,"I suggested.

"Yes, your mother suggested it might be a root,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No love just a public toilet !"

"On the obstinate sir, I fell in dear with you the moment I saw you,"she replied.

I was utterly shocked,"What did you say ?"I demanded.

She looked me in the eye and stated"I love you, why else do you think I let you make love to me ?"

"Oh bloody infernal region,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

Mother broke the secrecy,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an extra pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will want a glasshouse and if it is a young woman you will necessitate a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No prison term to waste, if it is a girl back in harness straight away,"female parent insisted.

It was altogether a very lull affair, a simple ceremony at the registration office at Totnes Assises, a quieten reception, a brief sojourn at Morelands and then the patter of tiny feet.

A girl. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No succeeder yet but it has proved to be very pleasurable and satisfying trying. Many a goodness tune is played on an old fiddle !