In the prison term of fairy Victoria 's sovereignty on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England


fille Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first time that morning. The sun shone gold on the honeyed sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the south. It looked huge. I wanted a body politic retreat, this was almost a mansion.

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

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

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

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

I groaned, it had seemed such a steal and Mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an estate so in a moment of madness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's area residence when it came up for auction sale. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a property in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontage. I had not expected anything so orotund having misread the specification as 10 room whereas it was10 bedrooms plus servants quarter, and I had certainly not expected to find out the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Samuel Butler, Mrs Rogers the Captain James Cook, Bessie the maiden and Miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as countless gardeners and landed estate workers, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would take them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkins had introduced me to missy Blenkinsopp I asked her to cause up bedrooms for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to stage a couple of maids to restrain us affectionate at night.

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

"Well if you wish to remain in my employ you will clear sure I want for nothing, is that clear."I demanded as I realised young woman Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be better off without.

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

We ate a reasonable dinner party, and a tolerable supper but when bed sentence came there was no willing maid.

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in frustration,"A mo of your time."

She came in her night scrubs,"Mr Edward Goldenberg Robinson, what ever is the matter."

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

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

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no sinless maid, she had to be nearer forty than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even induce been a stunner once.

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

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maid,"I reminded her.

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

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

"I prefer to undress beneath the bedclothes 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. Moonlight cast its eerie glow across the bedroom. The bed was moth-eaten. I embraced her and slipped my hand to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her bosom were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my head and then lay beside her.

The great deal of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a trice I had her upgrade her arms that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My phallus reared against her belly. I reached and felt a mass of stringy hair,"That must go, I want my cyprian 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 care about my joy !"she replied.

"lady, the cry of rapture when a char reaches her peak of fervor is always my aim, it is my signal to secrete my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of cristal so my words were in vain.

I continued to research with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed mainsheet. I nuzzled and kissed her cervix. I rolled her left teat between finger and pollex. I tenderly squeezed the hairy hillock next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to know something of joy. Her pap distended. Her breath came in short gasps. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the delicate moist spot and eased a finger inside. I felt resistance. I tried a second digit and found the same. She was indeed untouched.

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

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her tongue. Resistance. I eased back and hurtle hard and quite suddenly my member was deep inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall take you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to act within her gently at first then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My forethought melted away and the thought process she was barren appealed greatly as with no peril of offspring I felt able to gallop all the way to emanation and beyond.

She seemed to respond, I fully expected her to lie like a dead Pisces the Fishes but she seemed to be bequeath me on, spurring me to ever more than forceful endeavours until at cobbler's last 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 cockcrow. She had risen already."safe sunrise 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 better way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

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

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply learn a few conjuring trick to delight me and your continued employ is assured."

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

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last dark. 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 opening,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a hand down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her body betrayed her. Her pap were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her bending over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her Night robe. My penis reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted buttocks and in to her gentle split peach.

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

I noticed the Charles Grey run in her tomentum but it did not disoblige me unduly. She had wonderful fiddling ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her face in the dressing tabularise mirror as she watched mine.

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

tone ending came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her parts where with a young housemaid I should experience taken more than concern. It was a delight to cum inside her and not to have to expell between the bum or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with indisposition. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity level of our rage. She slipped from my room like a wraith and by the time I had washed and dressed she was downstairs 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 forget her but rather pushed her to the vertebral column of my mind.

Mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable young dame most of whom I was sadly old enough to be their Father, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The wintertime passed and the spring came again and quite suddenly fille Blenkinsopp was thrust right into the centre of attention of my consciousness.

I was at my Greater London desk when wainwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a young lady Blenkinsopp. I did not recognise the name.

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

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

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

"Morelands ? My country house, Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the child ?"I enquired.

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

"Mine, are you for certain ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eyes and greying hair.

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

"My god, I'm to be a don, good lord. I must have been blackmailed for hundred of guineas for child 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 hold back my employment,"she pleaded.

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

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

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

"No sir."she refused.

"But Miss Blenkinsopp do you not remember the dayspring when I bent you over the dressing tabular array ? Shall we not chatter heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A Second Earl Grey haired virgin, how could I forget."

"And your tiddler ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."Take your coat off. rise your skirts. depress 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 part doorway,"No I want to feel you,"I explained and I slipped my arms around her from behind and held her breasts. Full ripe breasts. I held her bulge with my tyke and then I wrenched down her skirt and underthings. Her gallus 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 body had betrayed her again. Her quim was damp. I dropped my trousers and buried my appendage in her quim. She gasped. I held her breast and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our liaisons had been in Devon.

It was akin to pulling on a favourite brace of slippers, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The moment came soon enough, my cares melted away and then my appendage exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to reduplicate the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall witness a room for you where I may foretell from time to clip to revel a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to persist in to serve in Devon, will you not facilitate me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my township firm, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my harlot for the metre being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

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

"And pass on your underpants off I may demand to roll in the hay you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast air hole. 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 dwelling house at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat stand and my coating on the coat crotchet and then Mother approached in a blind madness,"Geoffrey what on earth have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"girl Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with nipper !"she insisted.

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

"But Geoffrey,"female parent exclaimed,"You do not translate, Miss Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my champion. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family had problems. The estate went to a aloof cousin when her Father-God died, and she clearly had to take work in a menial persona but to treat her like a common tart is insufferable."

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

"Geoffrey,"female parent insisted."It will not do, Miss Blenkinsopp is a very adequate person and I am determined that you shall treat her correctly."

"Very well declare the involution in the metre, if we take attention we can have a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No sexual love just a contrivance !"

"On the contrary sir, I fell in love 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 cerebrate I let you make have intercourse to me ?"

"Oh bloody snake pit,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

mother broke the quiet,"I will own Mrs Hamworthy put an extra pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will need a nursery and if it is a girl you will want a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heritor Geoffrey. No clip to neutralize, if it is a girl back in harness straight away,"Mother insisted.

It was altogether a very quiet affair, a simple ceremony at the readjustment bureau at Totnes Assises, a quiet 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 success yet but it has proved to be very pleasurable and satisfying trying. Many a good melodic line is played on an old fiddle !