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 first of all sentence that morning. The sun shone gold on the dulcet sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the south. It looked huge. I wanted a nation hideaway, this was almost a mansion.

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

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

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

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

I groaned, it had seemed such a steal and female parent had repeatedly urged me to buy an estate so in a present moment of foolishness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's country mansion house when it came up for auction. 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 large having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 bedrooms plus retainer quarters, and I had certainly not expected to find the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs William Penn Adair Rogers the Captain Cook, Bessie the maidservant and girl Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as countless nurseryman and the three estates prole, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would aim them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Sir John Hawkins had introduced me to fille Blenkinsopp I asked her to build up bedrooms for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to arrange a couplet of maidservant to hold on us warm at night.

"I nigh certainly shall not !"fille Blenkinsopp insisted.

"fountainhead if you wish to stay on in my employ you will make sure 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 Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a sane dinner, and a tolerable supper but when bed clock time came there was no unforced maid.

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

She came in her Nox scrubs,"Mr Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maiden, I ordered a maidservant, now find me a maidservant or I shall dismiss you with no character reference,"I insisted.

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

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

"When I say warmly I mean climb ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maidservant,"I reminded her.

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

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

"I prefer to disrobe beneath the bedding if I must,"she insisted.

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

I followed. I blew out the last cd. Moonlight cast its eerie luminescence across the chamber. The bed was coldness. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her breasts were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my heading and then lay beside her.

The mass of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a New York minute I had her enkindle her arms that I might fall away it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her belly. I reached and felt a mass of wiry fuzz,"That must go, I want my whores 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 wish about my joy !"she replied.

"ma'am, the cry of go when a fair sex reaches her peak of excitement is always my aim, it is my signal to let go of my germ do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of ecstasy so my word were in vain.

I continued to search with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fearfulness. I changed tacking. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left mammilla between fingerbreadth and quarter round. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to know something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breathing space came in unforesightful gasps. My digit traced the groove down from the hairy hill. I found the soft moist position and eased a finger inside. I felt opposition. I tried a sec fingerbreadth 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 prospicient and I gently aimed him between her subdued 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 push hard and quite suddenly my member was mysterious inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

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

She seemed to answer, I fully expected her to lie like a dead fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever Sir Thomas More forceful endeavour until at survive I ejaculated forcibly making her pant in delight.

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

I woke with the dawn. She had risen already."Good cockcrow 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 bettor way to startle the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, end night, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply learn a few tricks to please me and your cover employment is assured."

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

"girl Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last night. It was quite delicious. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your good luck charm 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 hired hand down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her body betrayed her. Her nipple were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her turn over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her night gown. My penis reared and in a instant I had guided him within her parted rump and in to her sonant tear peach.

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

I noticed the Grey run in her hair but it did not bother me unduly. She had wonderful little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her facial expression 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 number as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every ounce of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her constituent where with a youthful amah I should have taken more care. It was a delight to cum inside her and not to have to expell between the tail or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with reluctance. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity of our passion. She slipped from my room like a specter and by the time I had washed and dressed she was downstairs supervising breakfast.

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

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

As for misfire Blenkinsopp I did not forget her but rather pushed her to the book binding of my mind.

female parent periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various worthy young ladies most of whom I was sadly old enough to be their father, and sadly Devonshire and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The winter passed and the spring came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was thrusting right into the centre of my consciousness.

I was at my London desk when Wainwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not recognise 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 country star sign, girl Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the shaver ?"I enquired.

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

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

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

"My god, I'm to be a Father of the Church, good overlord. I must have been blackmailed for 100 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 continue my usage,"she pleaded.

"With a minor, that would be a scandal,"I laughed."I don't even know your world-class name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

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

"No sir."she refused.

"But Miss Blenkinsopp do you not remember the morning when I bent you over the dressing table ? Shall we not visit heaven again ?"

"You recollect ?"she asked.

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

"And your tike ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."study your coat off. Lift your wench. crushed your underpants. Bend over my desk and prompt me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my billet doorway,"No I want to feel you,"I explained and I slipped my subdivision around her from can and held her white meat. full moon ripe white meat. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her dame and underthings. Her suspender 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 infant !"she pleaded, but her body had betrayed her again. Her quim was damp. I dropped my trousers and buried my member in her quim. She gasped. I held her tit and kissed her neck opening as I pounded in to her.

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

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

The moment came soon enough, my concern melted away and then my fellow member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to repeat the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall ascertain a elbow room for you where I may phone from metre to time to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to keep to wait on in Devon, will you not avail me ?"she asked.

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

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

"And pass on 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 tit pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A ginzo for your fare."

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

I returned home at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat stand and my coat on the coat hook and then mother approached in a blind fury,"Geoffrey what on terra firma have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"Miss Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with child !"she insisted.

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

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not sympathize, young woman Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my Friend. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family had problems. The acres went to a distant cousin when her Fatherhood died, and she clearly had to take on utilisation in a menial role but to treat her like a common sporting lady is insufferable."

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

"Geoffrey,"mother insisted."It will not do, young woman Blenkinsopp is a very tolerable person and I am determined that you shall treat her correctly."

"Very well announce the appointment in the Times, if we take charge we can make a christening and hymeneals combined,"I laughed.

"That is not rum Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the register federal agency at Totnes and hope none of our Quaker notice,"she insisted.

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

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final exam word of honor,"Mother declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does young lady Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

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

Miss 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 love just a toilet facility !"

"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 recall I let you get love to me ?"

"Oh bloody hell,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

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

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will necessitate a nursery and if it is a young lady you will need a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

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

It was altogether a very quiet down affair, a simple ceremonial occasion at the registration office at Totnes Assises, a quiet response, a brief sojourn at Morelands and then the spiel of bantam feet.

A lady friend. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No success yet but it has proved to be very enjoyable and satisfying trying. Many a soundly tune is played on an old fiddle !