“ And you are absolutely sure ?"I queried as Rev Peasbody assured me that the young woman in his tutelage was still pure.

"Indeed My Lord,"he affirmed,"And of age sir, five guineas sir I believe is the agreed fee."

"I don't doubt your countersign for a moment sir but how can you be sure ?"I asked.

"fixture review My Lord,"he assured me,"It would be unseemly to throw a fallen cleaning woman in my home so I inspect her regularly."

"And she agrees to such indignity ?"I questioned.

"Indeed sir,"he smirked,"And indignities besides, why her mouth sir is as soft as a badger fur, and her rear is the farthermost joy and uncommitted at will."

"May I see for myself ?"I enquired.

"Of trend,"he agreed,"fille, get along here, show the gentleman your vagina."

The young lady entered the room. A vision of health and beauty. Her favourable hair scraped up into a bun and pearly Patrick White tooth. Young yet womanly. Neither tall nor short. Her appealingness hidden by a shapeless white smock. Clean and wholesome. my member stirred.

"Yes Your Reverence,"she said anxiously.

"display your vagina,"the man of the cloth repeated. The young lady looked confused, recruit your gabardine and let us see your genitals,"she still looked illogical,"Your slit,"he ordered crudely,"She is from the crushed orders you see, sometimes one has to use depressed monastic order linguistic communication as polite euphemisms are completely pointless."

"Raise your smock and let the gentleman examine you,"he sneered."He wishes to buy your pureness which will go some small way to repaying the kindness I have shewn you."

"And have you the opportunity to ream her,"I thought to myself.

"No Please, Your Reverence,"she protested,"Not that."

"stillness missy, now display yourself, on the mesa and raise your gaberdine !"he ordered.

"But Your reverence !"she protested

I smiled my best smile."Have no fear my lamb, I have no desire to harm you,"I assured her,"It is just I have a penchant for being the first to sample a woman's charms."

"You wish to take my honour my Lord ?"she queried.

I replied out of consideration,"If indeed you still keep back it, and your venter is matted and breasts womanly and you are bathed and fragrant."

"But My Lord,"she protested.

"Ungrateful little girl,"the clergyman chided,"There is no cocksman to match his Lordship where virgin are concerned. You should be thankful that it is he who will ease you into womanhood so that you might at go begin to pull in your keep."

"I thank you Reverend,"I replied,"I had no idea my member was my claim to fame."

"Indeed sir, many is the girl who has commented on your kindness and consideration,"he confirmed.

"So she is well used to intimate inspections,"I queried,"What about her mouth and keister, are they regularly inspected ?"

"Indeed sir, she has to bring in her living,"he replied.

"The manner of speaking boy and such like I presume ?"I suggested,"Or do you take your own pleasure there."

"The delivery boy is receive to use her readiness If it affords a special monetary value My Lord."he replied,"For myself I own I take some relief there when the need of my stack become otherwise intolerable."

The odious man repulsed me. I felt sorry for the wench."On the mesa please my dear,"I cajoled.

"dearest god man she is from the lower guild, order her, not merely request !"the reverend cajoled.

"You forget yourself sir,"I snapped,"Did not the overlord province all men are equal ?"

"Men My Jehovah,"the Reverend replied,"Not stupid girls."

She sat on the table and slowly, nervously, raised her smock. Her cunt was really rather odoriferous, just a short covering of golden down feather and a sweet pink spit smasher awaiting my member.

"Knees apart my dear I need to check you are entire,"I suggested.

Reluctantly she parted her knees.

I gently ran my digit up her silky inner second joint, she shivered slightly.

"manners !"the Reverend hissed.

"Her rear has been well reamed I take it ?"I enquired.

"Indeed My Maker,"the Reverend agreed.

"Then let us proceed,"I suggested as I ran my other hand up her smock and playfully squeezed her left mamilla. She shivered. My finger explored her smasher. I stroked her clitoris with my thumb.

"V Numida meleagris sir,"I said and I reached into my pocket and handed the reverend the coins.

"I thank you My Godhead,"he replied.

I eased her knees further apart, there was no fortune to see inside her so I reversed my hand and pressed my thumb firmly inside her. She screamed. I felt the hymen part.

"I shall take her for the week, have her sent stave,"I stated,"I shall pay you a further Two guineas for the inconvenience, that is clean I believe."

"Most generous My Lord."he agreed.

"What is her name ?"I queried.

"I really have no idea,"he admitted,"I call them all girl when they arrive and whore when they have been ruined."

"sporting lady, that really is too unprocessed for such a delicious creature,"I confessed,"I shall have to call her something more suitable, cum bucket or some such."

"Shall I have her dressed up in some finery,"he queried."I can purchase the same for a small consideration.

"Just a smock, barefoot, otherwise naked, and send her on your donkey, and not sidesaddle."I insisted,"trade good day."

I left the house with a flourish. Prime ripe cunt awaited me, then on an impulse I retraced my rails. And just in sentence, the Reverend was about to taste her himself.

The piteous girl had her legs wide with the man of the cloth before her, his robes raised and his member fixed and resembling that of a donkey quick to ruin her for ever.

"On second thoughts I need a cunt now, come my lamb,"I announced.

She scurried past the Reverend even as he struggled to pull up his trousers.

I swept her up onto my sawbuck and sat behind her grasping her firmly by her breast as she took the reins.

"I want to fuck you till you scream with pleasure,"I whispered as the horse took us steadily home.

"I doubt it will be pleasure sir,"she said sadly,"agony more like."

"display some respect !"I hissed,"I am your Godhead and master, I offer you consideration and you respond with contempt."

We rode on in silence and soon entered the private road to my house luxuriously on the hillside which looked Cicily Isabel Fairfield across the vale into the setting sun. The serried social station of windowpane sparkled and the stone shone in its honey coloured grandness. It was no Chatsworth with but ten bedrooms but neither was it some mean vicarage which the girl was used to.

I went first to the kitchen,"Mrs Briggs, bath please !"I shouted.

The aged cook waddled from the pantry where she had been idling.

"Dear god as if I ant enough to do without cleaning your whores,"she sighed.

"Watch your tongue woman or I'll upend you and give you a good reaming !"I threatened.

"Chance would be a fine thing,"she sighed."Get the hip bathing tub lady friend there's water boiling on the hob."

"Get it yourself I'm not a scullery maid."the girl snapped.

"You're a fesity little one now you're away from his Reverence,"I opined.

"He beats me and pushes his slap-up thing up my hind end,"she said,"And makes me subscribe his disgusting affair in my lip and suck the slime from it. I really hate him, he's no reverend he is the daimon himself !"

"In that case you may suck my cock while cook gets the bath,"I offered.

"I will not !"she replied.

"And where is your obligingness ?"I asked,"You should call me as My Lord."

"All are equate in the sight of god,"she said.

"Very well,"I agreed,"You may squall me Master and I will call you Vagina, because you are nil but a cunt to me."

"Should call her cunt then,"cook suggested.

"One bitch in the kitchen is quite decent Cook you old slit,"I laughed and then ordered,"My bed bathed perfumed one hour, and bump her a corset and a silk nightdress."

I took a good turn around the garden and looked across the valley into the setting sun and as the vestige lengthened I went indoors to my pleasure.

She was on the bed bathed in golden sunshine as the sun touched the far horizon.

An angel in silk and satins. Her freshly rouged face and creamy thigh contrasting with the black corset. Her nightdress was fine translucent silk which showed her nighttime nipple and feminine white meat and came just to her navel leaving her appeal entirely bare.

My member stiffened instantly. No need for her to suckle me. I was ready for action.

"Are you ready for love my saint ?"I asked as I slipped off my shirt.

"beloved. This is not be intimate, I shall bear it no more,"she insisted.

"And I shall take in you to heaven ! Lie back let me snog you !"I ordered as I removed the remains of my clothing and joined her on the bed.

"No !"she protested but I was upon her, I kissed her cheek and the her neck.

The darkness were lengthening, I would enter her as the sun set. That was my plan.

She turned her capitulum away. I kissed her teat through the nightdress. It stiffened.

I couldn't time lag I eased her thigh apart with me stifle and explored her charms.

My quarter round stroked her clitois. My fingers eased inside her peach.

She was wet, despite her protestations. She wanted me.

Hot and wet yet she denied her urges.

I rested my cock end against her quim,"It is time,"I whispered into her ear and I eased my fellow member oh so gently inside her.

Her silky moist warmth engulfed me. The spirit of anguish on her face turned to surprise that there had been so little uncomfortableness and then disdain as she tried to deny the pleasure welling within her.

"Enjoy,"I whispered,"The intemperate rearing shag can expect for another time, let us urinate love."

"Love how can you speak of love !"she countered.

"With great repose,"I exclaimed,"Why you fit me like a well endure baseball mitt, so do me the courtesy of relaxing and giving your emotions full reign."

"I thought your fellow member would be huge like the Reverend's,"she explained,"He near schism me in half when he enters my passage."

"Oh wonderful, belittle me why don't you ?"I cursed.

"No, I like it,"she said,"Manly not savage, gentlemanly."

"You have a way with words,"I opined,"Choose your lies with care then I may taste you for another week or more."

"You will not cast me out !"she queried.

"No, not if you please me,"I assured her,"No you shall be the household whore, keep the footman and gardeners content."

She spat at me and missed and my mouth clamped upon hers and I thrust and at once my ejaculate boiled over and flooded her component part entirely.

"I own I enjoyed that immensely,"I said approvingly,"How would you like some venison pie ? some fine wine perhaps ?"

"intellectual nourishment ? I need to dampen your slime from me, your odious smell,"she snapped.

"secretiveness,"I sighed,"Still your tongue or I will stimulate it punch my member clean."

I slipped round behind her, I looked at our reflections in the mirror. My bearded rugged human face and her bracing countenance.

"You are beautiful,"I whispered.

"And you are old,"she observed.

"Not that old, '' I opined."Thirty five summers is not old."

"The days have not been form to you,"she declared.

"Do you look for to rile me ? '' I queried,"Do you hope I will cast you out forthwith ? Return you to his reverence."

"shape me out so I can join the Convent more like,"she agreed.

"That would be such a permissive waste,"I opined,"By the clip I have finished with you you will may be pleading for my cock."

"And why should I ?"she asked.

I rounded on her."Your womanly hungriness have been roused, just a niggling, but roused and as the 24-hour interval pass you will come to thirst my cock and then shall I have you placed in an branding iron chastity and made to forgo any relief !"

"Why do you torment me so ?"she demanded.

"Because you have a spirit unbecoming a house maiden,"I explained,"And after you insulted me it amuses me to reciprocate."

She scowled at me. I snapped back at her,"For gods sake line up something to cover your cunt, you look ridiculous,"and wearing just my nightshirt I went to find my supper.





The week soon ended and in the morning I roused her around nine of the clock.

She looked so contented as she lay with her psyche on the pillow. Her hair disobedient straggling across the crisp bed linen like gold threads.

I woke her with a buss. I raised her silk night-robe and kissed her clitoris until she moaned and stirred.

"What ?"she asked as if befuddled.

"The week has ended, you are free,"I opined.

"Not until the afternoon,"she suggested,"You may lease your pleasure again if you will."

"Perhaps that would be taking vantage ?"I suggested.

"Then do it to please me,"she suggested,"My mamilla grow lonely for your kisses."

"And your pussy ?"I asked.

"Has become accustomed to your intrusions,"she admitted,"She is quite well."

"Then you'll not envy me a final dalliance ?"I queried.

"No can, dally away till your heart's content."she said cheekily.

"It is My Lord,"I corrected.

"lavatory, halt talking and bed me,"she said crudely and she pushed the bedding aside.
Her nightdress had ridden up and she slowly spread her peg while fingering her bitch provocatively."john, fuck me, bring in love or what ever it is you do."

"Relieve myself,"I assured her,"No more."My fellow member trod the now well wear off part to her vagina. My shaft fountainhead dipped within her stunner and soon she was impaled completely and our lip entwined.

I fucked her for an age, comfortably floating in promised land as she gripped me lightly with her cunt muscles as she smiled and cooed like a live up to pigeon.

Finally I was done.

"sevener twenty-four hour period as of this eve,"I commented,"I must consume a trivial line up, decide which lucky chap sampling you."

"But why ?"she queried.

"Why if you fuck me and I you with no other for seven days then we are wed in common law."I explained as if she did not know,"So I shall line up the staff and see which cock you choose."

"And if I choose yours ?"she simpered.

I thought a moment"Then I shall accept it upon myself to select the fellow who cocks you instead."

She looked thoughtful, then smiled a devious smile.

I thought she was dreaming of huge cock, I should have known better.

It was evening when all the household were assembled in the servants parlour. hostler, gardener, footman, I had no Samuel Butler. Then the sawyers from the Mrs. Henry Wood and the farm hands all freshly washed and wearing freshly laundered smocks. None wore leging and their knobbly knee and hairy branch looked entirely comedic. Their madam waited ready to bestir them to the challenge spurred on by the thought of the honour of the man with the best cock and the two favorable guineas the winner received.

Nigh on 20 cocks for her to choose from and the Reverend Peasbody too in attendance and gallant my lawyer to see bonny play.

"valet de chambre, are you ready ?"I asked,"Then loft your smocks."

The most multicolor array of genitalia awaited our review. Morrisy the under gardener had a cock like an elephants trunk reaching half way to his knees yet as hitch as a stocking. Halbersons stood out like a coat claw at 45 arcdegree, but sadly was only as long as a coat hook. Green's cock was like a walnut, Hassocks like a pork sausage with bollocks like snooker balls.

"feel them, choose my backer,"I whispered.

"I want yours,"she said and she kissed me and throw her mitt down my breeches.

My penis stiffened instantly.

"Unhand me chick !"I protested.

"No !"she demurred and she squeezed my ball quite firmly.

"Agghh,"I screamed,"You evil jinx you have maimed me !"

I wrenched down my breeches to visit the damage.

"Let me osculate it just,"she said as my now roused member sprang loose from my breeches.

She took the boss end in her back talk and slowly began to suck.

"A temporary worker delay ladies and gentleman,"I apologised,"Please have your members erected we shall be with you soon."

The sun was setting. The fille was gently caressing my phallus with her tongue trying to make me blank out, to prolong our union. I own it was among the very best stopcock suck I have ever enjoyed. But the sun set was near and my needs could not be restrained. My seed erupted within her lip. She choked briefly but I held her head against me until I was spent.

"Wash your filthy back talk,"I commanded."gargle with red vino I do not wish to taste slime when I kiss you."I ordered as I wiped my member and pulled my knickers to.

She grabbed a decanter of wine and gargled my taste away. I turned my attention to the cocks.

"wellspring well,"I sighed."What a motley collection."

Morrisy's was longest yet limp as a Cauliflower, Reynolds stood up like a broom handgrip and Greshams was so prospicient and thin out he could have used it as a sabre.

A severe opinion popped into my creative thinker,"Reverend, do you not savor sampling the chick ?"

"No My Lord,"he replied,"I refrain from those who are not pure, diseases can be rife."

"Are you suggesting I am diseased ?"I queried, and before he could answer I added,"rear of barrel down man, let the wench decide."

"No, he shall not sample me, I choose that one !"she simpered.

Morrisy. His cock sprawled languidly. She grasped it and to her horror it stiffened.

"Ohhhh,"he protested.

"What have you been doing with that ?"I asked,"Fucking horses ?"

He blushed undimmed red.

The sun was just over the apparent horizon."Help the wench then, Lift her up !"I ordered.

Two of them lifted her. Morrisy's cleaning woman, quite possibly his mother by the age of her, held his cock up and the two lowered the missy cunt onto his tool end.

It didn't fit. Not by a small-scale measure but it was entirely too large.

"Loosen her up someone,"I ordered,"Oh let me !"My member was rampant again,"Come here wench."

She wriggled free and cam across to me and obediently sat on my cock with her branch each side of me as I sat in a chair.

"Oooh"she cooed as she rocked gently back and Forth trying not to rouse me too practically, trying to prolong the pleasure. I thought of all the woman of the street I had sampled recently and had to confess she was one of the most delightful. A few dress and trinkets, why keeping her would be a lot gimcrack than whore chasing, indeed I would break even within six hebdomad, three calendar month at the outside.

"You will have to wear thin silks and satins, have your hair styled,"I whispered.

"What ?"she replied as if shocked.

"If you delay and we become marry. green law. Honour and obey,"I added."The sun is setting, you have but moments to have it away another or your days of freedom are at an end."

"Don't toy with me,"she protested.

"Too late the sun has set,"I whispered and then ordered,"Say your pretty Holy Scripture then Reverend."

"This sir is an outrage,"He fumed,"That is my tart sir and I wish her returned to my fear forthwith !"

"This sir is Lady Forthampton and you will do by her with the utmost respect is that make ?"I insisted,"Hear ye, any as roll in the hay my wife will give up on conviction both their balls and two in from their cock end."

"You can not say that !"the Reverend snapped.

"No indeed the law allows only the running through with a sabre,"Squires agreed.

"Then I shall slice open the ball bag, slice off the glob and chop off the cock end with my cavalry sword in the life of leniency and fair play,"I suggested.

"Very generous My Lord,"Squires agreed,"I have a marriage permit if you would care to bless it My master, perhaps the chick could make her mark ?"

"Let me complete fucking her,"I requested,"And the rest of you, set off fucking, there is a shilling each for you if join in my celebration and fuck !"

There was a flurry of action, mothers fucking sons, old and Pres Young contwined, till at distance only Morrisy was left struggling to fit his freak into an old woman's sassing and squire and Peasbody were left looking on.

"cum on Squires, find a cunt, ass or mouth,"I ordered.

"I am afraid I shot my deadbolt in my breech earlier,"he apologised but Peasbody was busy wanking his ten inch cock as he waited for Garth, the under gardener to move to take into account him to fuck Maisy the parlourmaid's ass as Garth fucked her cunt.

"Happy ?"I whispered,"gentlewoman Forthampton ?"

She smiled .