It was another blue unsympathetic day. I stood quietly by the sitting elbow room door in my impertinent butler's uniform black coat, and grey vest and black pant with a unmarried stripe awaiting instruction.

My employer, or at least, my employer's mother the dowager Lady H, was her usual unsympathetic self.

The Dowager or dame Margaret. She must experience been in her forties though she would have passed for sixty with ease in her dowdy nigrify widow attire. She was still in mourning for her late husband who had departed this mortal coil some two years since. A happy exit the stave surmised. Not that he was ill, merely hen pecked.

She read the live of her letters. She sighed in resignation and she turned on me once more.

"Hanson, tell me,"she said in her superior spokesperson,"What do you do for amusement on your day off."

"I see my mother and sis, Madam."I replied.

"You don't have some trivial cleaning lady enshroud away then ?"she probed.

I was thoroughly fed up with being a butler. Ten yr I served in the Devonshire and somersaulting Yeomanry rising to colour sergeant. Yet when the peacefulness came a butler was the simply post I could secure.

"No Madam."I replied.

"A boy then,"she taunted mischievously,"I knew it, a sodomite !"

"No Madam."I insisted.

She liked humiliating me. I looked at her though carefully so not as to make eye contact.

"Oh you are !"she clapped her hands delightedly.

I had had sufficiency of her. I resolved to relinquish forthwith.

"No gentlewoman, after my home visit I go to the brothel in Horton which his lordship frequented,"I lied."Therein I engage his Lordship's favourite sporting lady. I have her dress all in ignominious as his lordship did. Then I beat her with a horse whip like his lordship did shouting, ‘ Take that Margaret you bitch ! before throwing her upon the bed and fucking her up her backside."

"Ah ha, I knew you were a sodomite, it is in the eyes !"she said delightedly."You're lying of course. He fornicated with every buxom bird he could lay custody on, but pay. You must be joking."

"Exaggerating slightly, perhaps Madam."I admitted.

"So Hanson, are you saying you would like to lick me with a horse whip and sodomise me ?"she asked.

"That would be illegal Madam."I explained.

"Would you like to whip me with a horse party whip ?"she asked.

"Indeed, I think I should enjoy that very much,"I confessed.

"Oh !"she squealed delightedly,"What fun ! ah that will be all Hanson. Thank you."

I expected to be dismissed on the berth but she was actually laughing.

His Lordship and his young married woman Lady Jane returned in time for dinner so I had to be on responsibility in the dining room.

They ate the sumptuous repast with all the decorum of pigs at a public treasury, and drank the amercement wine as if it were lemon cordial.

"I say,"gentlewoman Margaret, the Dowager, suddenly announced after rather too often Gallic wine,"It would appear that Hanson here has a passion for whipping poor unsuspecting wenches with a cavalry whip."

"Has he been abusing the servants ?"overlord H enquired.

"No,"she replied,"But a reliable source tells me he likes to have some usual slattern dress in mourning black and then he whips and sodomises them."

"Good God mother, in fatal ?"Creator H laughed,"Perhaps you have an admirer ! What say you Hanson ?"

"I should thrash her within an Panthera uncia of her life history given a half chance my Almighty,"I explained.

"majuscule, chapiter !"Almighty H laughed,"Oh you are a comic Hanson and no misunderstanding. Thrash ma. She would eat you for breakfast !"

"Indeed My Lord,"I agreed and I blushed crimson.

"clock time for the interface I think,"Lord H laughed,"Well, well, well, what a believe Mama sawbuck whipped by the servants !"

"Geoffrey, please !"madam Jane chided. Poor Lady Jane. Barely twenty two. Married two years and still childless. Captain Cook said it was because master H was impotent though how she knew was unclear.

The meal finished and the family retired. I took my supper with James Cook and the maid downstairs.

I went to bed confused. I had expected to be dismissed instantly for insubordination.I could not comprehend the Dowager's response.

Normality returned for a few days until both Maker H and madam Jane went hunting.

I was in the kitchen when the Dowager's bedroom campana rang. Bessie the maid went at once but returned quickly."The Dowager wants Mr Hanson,"she announced.

I went at once,"Yes Madam ?"I ventured as I entered her room after knocking politely.

"Come in close the door, there is a draught,"she ordered."I have something for you."

She handed me a smart leather leap case, unusually long and thin."Open it then."she ordered.

I opened the case. It contained a somewhat practice knight whip.

"Is that what you wanted ?"she asked.

"Only in my dreams,"I admitted.

"Oh well, my mistake,"she said."dash the door and drip your trousers."

"dame ?"replied uncertainly.

"dash the threshold and drop your trousers I shall not evidence you again,"she repeated.

"Yes ma'am, certainly Madam,"I replied and I slid the door bolt along and returned to fend before her as she sat on the bed fully dressed I might add.

"Trousers down Hanson,"she ordered,"I need to inspect your equipment."

"Yes Madam."I replied again and duly unwrap my belt and let my trouser slide to the floor.

"And underpants,"she added.

"Yes Madam,"I agreed. I had a problem. My member like a tent pole, making a tent of my underpants.

Carefully I eased them down.

"Very promising,"she said admiringly,"Standing to tending already, my William Henry needed a riding crop up his backside before he showed any magnetic dip at all."

"Madam,"I agreed. She reached out and touched my turncock. She gripped the dick and then rubbed a finger over the eye at the top where a beadwork of pre cum glistened.

She licked that finger,"Not bad,"she agreed,"You will do."

She lay back across the widely double bed. She pulled up her bird and I saw she wore no underwear what so ever. Just a suspender knock and stockings. Her quim was entirely exposed. Freshly shaven and probably perfumed."Fuck me Hanson, gain your wages for once,"she ordered.

"Of course gentlewoman,"I replied and I swiftly undid my inglorious patent leather indoor skid and pulled my trousers underpants and socks off to stand before her.
"I do so like a man who takes his socks off,"she laughed as she lay with her knees raised and parted,"Such consideration. Now fuck me you brute !"

I advanced towards her, I guided my penis towards her and the maiden contact I made was my cock to her quim. It was piano, moist, hot, yielding. My penis glided in like a tongue through hot butter.

It was so long since I last had a woman. My member revelled in his employment. Pleasant sensations raced through my awareness. She moaned. I kissed her.

"No snuggling,"she said,"No undue familiarity."

"Sorry Madam,"I apologised,"Shall I fuck you tenderly or shall I use you like a whore ?"

"Use your discretion Hanson,"she suggested,"After all that is what butler are supposed to do."

"Thank you ma'am,"I said."In that case take that you bitch,"I said and I slammed into her.

"Not quite what I had in mind,"she laughed,"I would prefer LE talking and more effort."

No fondling, no talking, it was like using an Army brothel again except I did not birth my army issue antifertility sheath.

Suddenly the passion built to a crescendo, the volcano was about to erupt,"gentlewoman,"I said urgently,"I think I had better."

But she grasped my posterior,"Yes !"she said,"Release fulfil me, flood me make me find like a woman again."

I had no answer the floodgates were well and truly open and my tool was pumping like a fervidness hose.

I stilled."You will do,"she said abruptly,"book binding to your duties."

She wriggled out from under me, walked to the door, slid back the dash and strode away down the corridor.

I scrabbled to get dressed and hurried downstairs.

She was in the kitchen,"Oh do speed up Bessie,"she complained.

"brothel keeper ?"I queried.

"Go away Hanson you have done enough,"she chided."Fetch a warm towel and wipe me girl."

Lady Margaret sat with her skirt raised and knee spread waiting for the maid to wipe her quim and thighs,"I am afraid Hanson was more strong than I imagined."

"Have you been fucking the butler Madam,"Bessie gasped.

"No you stupid girl, he has been fucking me,"she snapped. I could scarce consider her candor and deficiency of decorum.

poor Bessie blushed crimson."Oh !"she replied in scandalize surprise.

"Has he not been fucking you girl ?"she asked.

"No Madam, I am a full girl !"Bessie insisted.

"A very foolish little girl more probably,"Lady H insisted."Anyway back to the kitchen your body of work is done here."

She saw me standing there watching."Have to keep open the lower Holy Order in their place or lord knows what would come about,"she explained.

For the remainder of the day and the surveil day ma'am Margaret was her usual disagreeable self but then Lord H went to London alone and arranged to expend the Nox at his club.

dame Margaret was in a playful climate, uncharacteristically charming, especially at dinner.

The two ladies took an betimes supper and on their retiring to bed I took my supper downstairs.

But the bell soon summoned Bessie to the Dowager's bedchamber and then Bessie returned with the message that I was required.

I knocked politely."semen in,"lady Margaret ordered."Bolt the threshold there's a unspoilt chap."

I did as she asked, and found to my astonishment noblewoman Jane sitting upon the stool at Lady Margaret's dressing table.

Lady Margaret wasted no prison term"Ah Hanson, I do believe we are in motivation of your special property. My son being a somewhat sapless and sickly individual has thus far singularly failed to provide dearly Jane with offspring. It has been remarked upon and causes some embarrassment within society."

"Indeed brothel keeper ?"I replied.

"So Hanson, do you see a solution to this blind alley ?"she asked.

"Not immediately Madam,"I admitted.

"well I do,"Lady Margaret explained,"I did a brief examination to launch Hanson's dominance Jane and he is quite adequate in that regard."

"You make him sound like a prize bull,"Lady Jane teased.

"Bronze dirty money perhaps,"she suggested."But more a stallion to the family's brood mare."

"Oh so am I no more than a brood mare ?"peeress Jane asked.

"Rather lupus erythematosus I fear,"Lady Margaret admitted,"But Hanson has staunch haunches, good lungs, dependable temperament and a wise head and has characteristic not dissimilar to my son's so I believe he will work a admirable stallion."

"Do I have any say in this Madam,"I enquired.

"No you do not, your task is to infuse my daughter in law,"gentlewoman Margaret insisted,"Surely you have no objections ?"

I looked at dame Jane, a vision of lovliness as she looked at me and looked away embarrassed.

"Er, well she does see a piffling young and vulnerable ?"I suggested.

"good lord, she's been married for two years and fucked lord knows how many times."Lady Margaret snapped.

"Thirty seven,"madam Jane confirmed.

"Hanson would consume exceeded that in a two weeks,"Lady Margaret sighed,"My son is a terrible disappointment Hanson, his Fatherhood was a tedious bore but he could be persuaded to execute. I do confess I am at my wits end over this son and heritor business."

"Then I shall do my duty dame,"I agreed.

"No tenderness, no retainer, no honey, simply impregnate her like a cop serving his cow,"madam Margaret insisted,"I shall of course supervise."

"Are you content with this My Lady ?"I enquired of lady Jane.

"If you are Hanson,"she agreed.

"It will be my pleasure Madam,"I confessed as I looked at her, all sweet and soft and vulnerable and ripe for fucking.

"On the bed please Jane, spread your wooden leg so Hanson may prang up you."Lady Margaret ordered,"pant off Hanson."

I responded with alacrity, I shed my skid and trousers, socks and underpants and my jacket and would sustain been naked but for Lady Margaret's cry to desist."enough !"she cried.

gentlewoman Jane was lying on the bed, her knees parted and raised her underthings removed and her quim clearly displayed.

I stared,"To your tariff Hanson,"Lady Margaret urged.

I climbed onto the bed, my member now fully erect, rampant indeed. The gentlewoman Margaret grasped my appendage from behind me, reaching through my legs and aiming it at the vernal woman's quim.

My member brushed her quim but it was unyielding, the miserable girl was not in the to the lowest degree excited, and no wonder.

"A consequence My noblewoman,"I requested and I raised myself up and slid down the bed.

I kissed her privileged thigh, she gasped and so I slowly butt my kisses upwards towards her quim,"Ohhhh !"she gasped,"Henry has never done that !"

I kissed her mound and then parted her gloomy sassing with my finger and ran my tongue around the moist vallecula between.

"Ohhhhh Hanson !"Lady Jane gasped.

She was ready so I swiftly slid up the bed again and peeress Margaret guided my appendage into Jane's now hot and uncoerced quim.

"Oh Hanson, that is God Almighty, kiss me !"she pleaded.

"No familiarity !"Lady Margaret insisted.

I kissed Jane's neck.

"No, desist I say !"Lady Margaret repeated.

"Oh that feels so good !"Jane cooed,"Tell me you love me !"

"still my Angel,"I said quietly and I silenced her with a kiss on her lips.

"No, I forbid it. Absolutely. Desist I say !"ma'am Margaret demanded and she grabbed the horse cavalry whip from its leather saltation case and slashed me across the buttocks.

I flinched.

"Oh yessss !"Lady Jane gasped as I thrust even more firmly.

"Oh just be done !"Lady Margaret insisted in surrender,"Just be done."

Jane was smiling up at me, her eyes shining,"Ohhh that is sooo nice,"she sighed,"You must collapse William Henry some moral !"

"Don't be idiotic !"Lady Margaret snapped,"Oh finish can't you !"

"Yes madam,"I agreed for my balls were churning and a self-coloured jet of cum erupted from my shaft making Jane gasp as the gush of come surged into her vagina.

"Oh gosh Hanson,"Jane gasped,"You are so passionate !"

"Far too passionate, too passionate by one-half,"Lady Margaret retorted,"I told you no tenderness !"

"Madam is simply green-eyed,"I explained.

"Don't be so impertinent !"noblewoman Margaret snapped though she blushed ruby as she said it,"And put your pant on you will frighten the handmaiden !"

"Certainly Madam,"I replied sarcastically as I proceeded to find my trousers and shoes.

I dressed and left the peeress as I returned to the downstairs.

"You been fucking the old gripe again ?"Bessie asked.

"No, the young one,"I said,"The old squawk form of supervised !"

"Oh,"Bessie sighed,"That's why you got lipstick on your cheek."

I looked in the mirror and wiped it away.

The bedroom bell rang,"Oh damn and blast,"Bessie sighed,"Now what !"

She went away and returned a few second later,"They wants tea and cooky in the bedroom !"she snapped."That Miss Jane has a grin like a Cheshire cat, what the nether region you done to her Hanson ?"

"Ah well come to my way later and I'll display you !"I laughed.

As it happened I spent the total night alone, no dame, no Bessie.

The adjacent aurora Lady Margaret was perhaps even more objectionable than usual. She belittled and tormented me incessantly,"I do think you have missed your career as a gigolo Mr Hanson !"she taunted me after lunch as I followed her along the upstairs corridor.

I lifted her skirt and tucked my ovolo in the waistband of her pantaloon and pulled them to her knees.

"Mister Hanson !"she gasped.

"Madam ?"I queried as I thrust my hand between her thigh and rubbed my ovolo against her quim.

"Mr Hanson please !"she protested but it was a hollow protest. She let her underthings fall and stepped decorously out of them,"Pick them up !"she ordered.

"In due course Madam,"I replied and I put my disengage arm around her and pulled her to me as I kissed her neck.

"full point !"she hissed, as I caressed her left breast. Her mammilla stirred.

"You were green-eyed when I kissed ma'am Jane,"I whispered,"You want to be loved."

"fountainhead certainly not by you,"she replied crossly. Her body had early ideas. Her rapidly thawing quim was moistening and my pollex edged slowly inside her.

"Here in the corridor or in your bed room, you choose,"I invited.

"sleeping room !"she whispered,"Be quiet."

We shuffled towards her bedroom with my pollex still inside her. She opened the door, I closed and bolted it.

"Hanson, what has come over you ?"she hissed.

"I don't really cognise,"I explained,"But you do seem a much nicer person when you have been fucked !"

"Typical !"she sighed,"But I do miss having a man around,"and she knelt down and leaned over the end of the bed,"No familiarity remember."

"Really ?"I queried and I kissed her neck.

"Absolutely,"she insisted,"Don't pretend Hanson, you have no Thomas More gaze for me than I do for you."

"No Madam,"I agreed as I worked my thumb around inside her and released my belt and dropped my trouser with the other.

My member sprang resign, stiff and rampant and I eased it slowly into her now moist vagina. As soon as I was fully sheathed I began to unwrap her bosom,"Hanson please !"she protested but soon her mammaries filled my hands as I fucked her rhythmically from behind.

"Oh Hanson, that feels so good !"she gasped.

"Not an unpleasant way to while away an afternoon,"I agreed,"And now, if lady is ready I feel it is time to ejaculate !"

I shot my load inside her. A dozen spurt may be to a greater extent, each weak than the one before until I was drained.

"Thank you Hanson, that was most agreeable,"she conceded as we separated a few bit later,"But really you can not just pull my underwear down on a whim."

"Then don't clothing underwear madam,"I suggested quite reasonably.

"That is quite sufficiency, don't be so impertinent !"she said but she smiled .