God Almighty Marchington 's Staff.

If truth be told I was dreading my take to Marchington Hall, my brother Charles the Bald the Fifth Baron Marchington was barely cold in his grave before I found myself dragged from Service overseas to oversee his estate, though in truth it was no longer his but mine.

He left his dear wife Marjorie, as frigid an ice maiden as ever walked England 's hallowed greensward, and her mother Deloretha, the perfect role model for any artist wishing to depict a witch as ever walked abroad, and with an evil fashion to gibe, and in addition there was a crumbling mansion, dilapidated estates, depleted coffers and by some miracle Charles'tiny daughter, oh and gambling debts, in the form of mortgages mainly, and yet by leaving no male person heir the whole depressing disastrous edifice descended upon my shoulders.

And the responsibility weighed heavily upon my shoulders, I had been abroad in the Army for days and had no clear notion of how one keeps discipline among handmaiden when they may simply walk away and leave one 's employ, one might have the slovenly soldier thrashed for idling but an employee ? No I dreaded the entirely endeavour more than I dreaded anything even canon fire, for one might see the drag of the canyon and seek to dodge the balls.

You see soldiering is my life, the cavalry, the flashing of the blade, the tingle of the charge, thundering Forth with the flailing hooves and straining sinews of the Equus caballus, snorting and bellowing as he charges the line, sabre against musket clod, sinew against flesh, grape shot against musculus, charging on as ace fellows lie writhing in death, that 's what I gave up for Marchington Charles Martin Hall and the family name.

It was worse far spoilt than I imagined, the sept 's closed carriage which collected me off the ring armor motorbus was filthy and ill maintained, the device driver spent the journey chattering to his guard who sat beside him whereas he should have been keeping a lookout behind for drifter, the cavalry were dirty, the brasses tarnished, the leather cracked and unkempt, even the rear end were full of shite.

The household were assembled for my inspection at the front porch, Mr Belcher the Butler, aptly named I surmised as a bellyfull of porter produced a loud burping with every sentence, Frobisher the under butler, resplendent in a uniform famous by such cleanliness that one could discern that it was bottle green in hue and not mildew on black like Belcher's.

The Footman was a bare boy and not even liveried, he might have been a farm hand, Binks, by name though Belcher called him Saint Matthew the Apostle, and there were chambermaid, Sally, May and forbearance, carefully selected for their sovereign ugliness I assumed, though the dangerous cut of their hair and fat corpulent abdomen did much to raise the result, and Mrs Maguire the housekeeper, straitlaced and upright with a liking for whisky I deduced from her hint when I inspected her as I always inspected my scout troop, and of course there was Milly the scullery maid and Bessie the under James Cook not to mention the platoon of idlers who inhabited the stables posing as groom and stable handwriting while playing pranks and idling their twenty-four hour period away.

I made a perfunctory inspection only as dame Marjorie and that old beldam of a mother looked on and Belcher introduced each one before I stepped inside the house, `` My dear Marjorie, '' I said `` I am so gloomy. ``

'' Ha glad I should cogitate, '' the old beldame cackled, `` I have my eye on you ! ''

'' Yes, '' Marjorie interjected immediately without any pleasantries, `` Mama says you should devolve my dowry. ``

'' Oh does she ? '' I enquired, `` Interesting, have you arranged lunch ? ``

'' We did n't make out when to ask you, '' Marjorie trilled as she led me through to the sitting way beside the drawing room.

'' I said noon, it is now twenty six proceedings after midday, '' I explained patiently, `` Luncheon time. ``

Her mother spoke up. `` It 's cook 's fault, '' the old Wiccan lied. `` We told her. ``

'' Then have her whipped, '' I replied.

'' well we told Bessie to tell cook, '' said Marjorie uncertainly, `` Or was it Milly ? ``

'' Then have all three whipped, '' I suggested.

'' John ! '' the old crone snapped, `` This is England, we are not beast, these are our servant and we do not whip our servants ! ``

'' That madam is what is wrong with this household, with this estate, no subject area ! '' I exclaimed, `` field, strip uniforms, fresh bayonets, fresh shaven impudent soldiers, that, madam is how one wins battles ! ``

'' This is not a conflict ! '' Marjorie interjected.

'' That is where you are wrong, '' I snapped, `` There is a war here between superior and servants and the servant are winning and I do think it is meter for us to drive a firm rack, now who shall it be ? ``

'' What ? '' Marjorie asked.

'' Whom shall take the whipping ? '' I asked.

'' Imbecile you can not slash the servants, '' the female parent snapped.

'' Very well, then tack the stave before the main staircase and I shall plow them. '' I insisted.

'' I shall not, '' the mother declared, so I reached for the bell clout and tugged, predictably it broke, but not before a bell clanged half heartedly in the servant 's pantry.

'' You rang sir ? '' Belcher enquired.

'' I wish to address the household, '' I announced, `` Please assemble them before the main staircase. ``

'' But it is stave Lunchtime Mr John, '' he said tiresomely.

'' I am Lord Marchington now, and do n't you block it ! '' I snapped.

'' descent them in and that 's an order, '' I snapped.

'' Very military Captain ! '' Marjorie sniggered.

'' Major, ah in fact I am a Lieutenant Colonel now I am on the taciturnity, '' I explained.

'' Are we supposed to be impressed ? '' the old witch asked.

'' Assemble the staff ! '' I demanded, `` Luncheon be damned ! '' and I stormed out of the elbow room and lunged up the stairs to what had been my room in Fatherhood 's time.

It was a wasteland of detritus and neglect and did my humour no favor, and I watched from the windowpane for a minute as the household sluggardly wandered into the house once more.

I gave them a few moments before I went to the caput of the stairs, they barely noticed me until I bellowed, `` squad, Attention ! '' That got their attention.

'' You are the most slovenly rabble it has been my misfortune to command, '' I explained, `` And it will not do, will not do, '' I continued, `` And I shall go away and come back tomorrow when I expect a complete transformation, Dismiss ! ``

I went down and pushed through the assembled crowd and mounted the carriage, its says much for the stave 's idleness that my baggage was still aboard the perambulator and the squad of sawhorse still harnessed to it whilst the coachman consumed a Brobdingnagian inwardness pie and tankard of something brown and probably alcoholic.

To his cite the coachman came rapidly enough when I bellowed `` Coachman, '' at the top of my lungs, but I was aboard before he could open the door for me, `` To Trentham township and do n't save the horses, '' I ordered.

I dined alone at the Dog and duck, and lodged at the Crown, eschewing the probability to spend the night with one `` Shantell, '' she of inflamed cheeks and ample breast and haunches and a bloated swollen belly and in so doing saved myself several shillings and probably a bout of the sailors disease into the bargain.

The cockcrow came, none too soon if I am honest and then after a very acceptable break-fast I strolled uselessly about the township until predictably enough the rig arrived twenty dollar bill hour after the meter we agreed, the coachman claiming there to throw been a surfeit of slacken farm carts along the way.

The predictably dirty carriage clattered along disreputably enough keeping me tolerably dry if not fairly and soon enough we arrived at the house.

This time footman and under butler attended upon us as soon as we swept down the drive and halted before the front footmark, and between them they set the carriage steps down and collected my suitcase, this at to the lowest degree was an improvement, but otherwise if there was an improvement in any early area then I failed to discover it, though at least the stave were lined up neatly enough on the steps.

I proceeded to inspect them one by one, Mr Belcher the Butler unwashed, badly shaven, dressed in a lousy shirt under a filthy jacket crown, Frobisher the under butler, in his shirt sleeves, from portering, his shoes in motive of a shine, his threadbare shirt and trousers tolerably clean as was
Matthew Binks the footman a mere boy, the sleeping room maids, Sally and Patience, had bathed I discerned, but Milly the scullery housemaid and Bessie the under cook were as dishevelled and sweaty as before as was James Cook, and rack up of all her hands were filthy.

Mrs Maguire the housekeeper, was as strait-laced and erect as ever though slightly fuddle with her liking for whisky, and looking on were Marjorie and her mother.

I made a list. `` sack or Lash ? '' I asked Belcher.

'' What do you intend sir ? '' he asked.

'' whip or throw out you are a disgrace sir ! '' I snapped.

'' Then I shall take my leave, '' he said.

'' Then go ! '' said I `` Frobisher, you are butler now, any questions ? ''

'' No sir. '' he said and quickly corrected himself, `` No my lord. ``

'' Can you handle a cat ? '' I asked, he looked dumbfound, `` A cat of nine after part, a whip man ! '' I asked.

'' I suppose so sir, I never tried, '' he said.

'' effective man, '' I said, an turning I added, `` Belcher do n't fend there give mouthed, you 'll catch a moth, be gone man. ``

'' You need a good wooing if you 're to be under butler Binks, '' I informed the immature man, `` And you must use more Georgia home boy and less odor, I told the bedroom maiden, who smiled awkwardly.

'' release or Lash ? '' I asked the cook.

'' You would n't dare ! '' she scowled insolently.

'' You, Bessie, lash or sack ? '' I repeated before the under cook.

'' Keep your ambuscade shut, '' Cook snorted.

'' thong or net ? '' I asked Milly the scullery maid.

'' What have I done to merit this sir ? '' she asked.

'' What you have not done is to bath fry, '' I said.

'' But the cuss should certainly defile me if I did n't stink sir ! '' she said honestly.

'' Just two cilium then, blue-blooded single, '' I offered, `` This time. ``

'' On my hand sir ? '' she asked.

'' No on your bare butt, '' I assured her.

'' Ohhhh sir ! '' she tittered.

'' That 's a thong then ? '' I suggested and I moved on to Mrs Maguire, `` cilium or sack, '' I asked.

'' Do n't be ridiculous ! '' she snapped.

'' Divine Marchington you are unhinged ! '' Marjorie 's female parent snapped.

'' I 'll lash you in a moment, '' I snapped back.

'' And me ? '' Marjorie asked her icy centre suddenly aflame.

'' You have done nothing to displease me, '' I assured her, `` Now Mrs Maguire, lash or sack ? ``

'' I have done nil wrong, and I have nowhere to go, '' she said.

'' sound lash it is, excellent, see Belcher off the premises Frobisher and I 'll see you all in the courtyard by the kitchen after lunch, '' I said breezily and made my way to my old room.
It was still unprepared, `` Mrs Maguire ! '' I shouted.

'' Sir, '' she replied and hurried upstairs, `` Madam said the guest room sir. ``

'' Really, your lashes dame, would you prefer twenty here in private or ten in the court ? '' I asked.

'' The court, I have seen too many girlfriend ravished after debacle. '' she averred.

'' Where in god figure was that ? '' I asked.

'' Jamaica, '' she said.

'' Well have no awe, '' I insisted, `` Pray bending over the bed and fire your chick. ``

'' No ! '' she protested, `` I shall not submit ! ``

'' get a week to secure another position before you decide, '' I said as kindly as I could suspecting the old witch was at the root of the elbow room being unprepared.

tiffin was adequate, if greatly more palatable than field rations it hardly equalled the touchstone of the officer mess at Catesby, and then after luncheon I ordered the home hold to the courtyard.

Now the court was to the East side of the home and was the surface area between the walled garden and the house with the stalls at one end and a wall with just a meek wooden door to the Confederate States, accession being through the big oaken doors at the due north by the stalls, and the whole on the whole secluded from prying heart and one by one the servants assembled as directed by the kitchen.

I had in my psyche eye the mounting steps whereby a charwoman in hoopskirt might mount her horse side saddle which was in the centre almost of the courtyard, as a flogging stool.

'' So cook what is it to be ? '' I asked her as I selected a horse cavalry party whip from the choice I had brought from the stables.

'' You wo n't lather me, of there 's anyone you should it 's her, '' she pointed at Marjorie, `` And her squawk of a female parent, scheming bitches the pair of them. ''

'' state me more than ? '' I suggested.

'' Ha that young woman ent your niece she 's Frobisher 's ! '' Cook averred.

'' Thrash her skin ! '' Marjorie 's mother screamed.

'' No, you do it, '' I exclaimed and strode across to hand the whip to Marjorie 's mother before I returned to cook, grasped a handfull of her filthy fuzz and ignoring her protests I dragged her to the mounting measure over which I bent her before I hauled the back of her skirts mellow over her head to break her soiled cruddy once white cotton underwear.

'' You lying little bitch, '' Marjorie 's mother snarled as she grabbed cook copious pantaloons and dragged them down her leg revealing a none too strip backside, `` liar ! '' she said as she raised the whip and slashed it across the fat boated Captain James Cook fat bloated backside.

White cloth, pink tegument and a tight Brown University bud of a womanly ass gob were revealed to all as the whiplash flashed adding red stripes and specks of blood to the scenery as the cook wailed for forgiveness and then requital, `` VII, eight nine, '' the old witch counted, `` Fifteen, '' and she was tiring, her supercilium perspiration as her unaccustomed effort in her many layers of underthings beneath her black gown.

'' Enough ! '' I cried, `` Sir Martin Frobisher, Mr Frobisher five to a greater extent whip if you please, '' I requested and indicated he should take the whip.

'' Swack, '' the whip slashed the Captain Cook fat ass ten times harder than the old hag managed and the Captain Cook shrieked in alarm, then she screamed and as the whip descended again so she screamed again and again, I counted seven more swats before I called a halt and the cook raised herself up pulled up her pantaloon and ran for the kitchen

'' Bessie, your spell, '' I called sweetly, `` Raise your skirts and lower berth your pantaloons if you please Bessie. ``

'' I ca n't sir I ai n't wearing any, '' Bessie confessed, `` I ca n't afford none sir. ``

'' well, that should make chastisement easier, now bend over, '' I ordered and when she did as I asked I slapped her rump just once with the palm of my left hand, `` Now go away and take attentiveness. '' I said, `` Milly ? ``

Milly too bent over the footfall and raised her skirts, she too was bare beneath her skirts and her young unplucked Virgin womb peeked innocently out below her sweet uninfluenced brown budded ass hole and I felt my sap rising, stretching my member and making him feel constrained, I am quite sure that I blushed.

'' Never judgment, just crimp over the pace. '' I suggested, and I guided her forward, `` Frobisher ? '' I asked.

'' She 's Matthew 's knockout sir, maybe he could objurgate her ? '' he said insolently, but sensitively I deduced.

'' Binks, ten of the better lad, '' I ordered and invited him to ill-treat forward, he stared.

'' Never seen a girl bared ? '' I asked.

'' No sir, not Milly ! '' he agreed and he reached out and caressed her buttocks.

'' Slap them lad, show her who 's in explosive charge ! '' I ordered and so he slapped her rump, `` Enough, she just needs a simple object lesson. '' I ordered as my uncomfortableness became intense, `` Let her up ! '' I ordered and I went to seek the cook who now lay face down on her kitchen trading floor sobbing.

'' What did you mean about Lady Marjorie ? '' I asked.

'' Everybody knows, her and Sir Martin Frobisher used his stuff and my turkey baster to get that kid, your pal was n't nothing but a sod ! ``

'' I suspected as much, '' I said, `` So she cuckolded him ? ``

'' Stopped him topping his self, '' she said, `` If that 's what cucking hold is. ``

'' No, '' I sighed, `` But why ? ``

'' Because he was diseased, '' Lady Marjorie stood in the doorway, `` I was still inviolate do you see, '' she said, `` Though I am no longer. ``

'' Then it is true what Cook says, '' I exclaimed and when she nodded I added, `` My god, my god you are malevolent ! ``

'' bathroom ? '' she said alarmed.

'' A whore, a filthy whore, '' I exclaimed and my fellow member was agonised at the thought of a whore, I wanted Milly 's soft succulent ass mess around my intumesce member but all there was was cook, and Marjorie, the traitorous cuckold, a whore.

'' No toilet, '' Marjorie pleaded as she looked into my eyes.

'' You 're just a filthy whore, well you can realise your display board and lodging on your back ! '' I cried.

'' John in law I am your sister ! '' she wailed, she was animated now, her breast heaved like a sporting lady 's breast, her lips seemed inviting, her centre now smoldered where before there was ice.

'' I 'll learn you to betray Charlie ! '' I snapped and I reached for her throat, she dodged but I had my fingers among the button upon her tightly buttoned neckband and ripped it away tearing the white cotton wool away down in a vee between her tightly throttle white meat, it was a moment for me to rip the cloth down off her shoulders and on down to her waist, the kitchen tongue were drying on the draining panel so I took a huge one and plunged it down beside her breast bone.

She thought it was for her breast but no, I merely cut the bindings around her breasts, and pulled away the torn bindings and then as her back was bared I cut the drubbing of her girdle and then I cut down between her buttocks and the framework fell away to leave alone her naked but for her boots.

'' I 'll learn you to use my brother so ill ! '' I snapped and to a gasp from all assembled I dragged her to the court, `` await, we have a new scullery maid, and new whore and an old fabrication bitch, '' I snapped.

'' John are your quite mad ? '' her mother queried, but she was afraid now that I had a tongue and she shrank back in fear but I was past lovingness as I threw Marjorie to the ground and thrusting the tongue in the waistband of my trousers I took the whip from Binks which I lashed across Marjorie 's back drawing blood.

'' No ! '' she wailed rolling on her back as if she thought such would protect her but I hit her pile in position, mounds as she tried to comprehend them with her hands and the teats on her pitcher's mound which reared up as if roused, she rolled again and I slashed her back with the whip leaving black-and-blue red streaks on her pale pink flesh.

'' Marjorie lay aside your face ! '' her mother cried suddenly and as Marjorie left her pile uncovered to glint through fingers saving her aspect so I whipped her between her legs.

'' Nooooo ! '' she wailed, `` I can not support it ! '' and she rolled in the mud again.

'' beef ! '' I cried, `` Set her to crop ! '' and I went inside.

'' Lord Marchington, I shall have you shot ! '' Marjorie 's mother informed me as she followed me inside, `` I shall have got the Constable, '' she said before I silenced her with a smack to her weasly narrow face.

'' How, '' I demanded, `` Why ? Why did he die by his own hand ? ``

'' They blackmailed him, as he was a sodomite, '' the old crone said quietly, `` Marjorie knew she had the biography of a nun for a time to come, she has no liking for the flesh, none at all, '' the female parent said, `` So do n't approximate her, restore her to her station and we will say no more about it. ``

'' You planned it did n't you, '' I demanded, `` You witch, you sought to keep hapless Charlie alive long enough to get a boy grandchild and you were set up for life ! ``

'' Marjorie had a substantial dower, '' the old witch explained, `` Charles pursued her ! ``

'' You did more like, now admit it ! '' I insisted.

She shook her head, `` You do n't scare me King John, you 're just a boy ! '' she said sarcastically.

'' No ? '' I queried drawing the knife, `` You miserable dried up wasteland old witch, you made your daughter a lady of pleasure ! ``

'' No ! '' she declaimed but I was enraged and she saw it and she ran, ran for her life ran faster than for twenty dollar bill and Sir Thomas More year and by the greatest of tough luck she ran upstairs and ran to her bedchamber.

I followed barely a pace behind and when she threw herself despairingly upon the bed, I took the knife and cut her clothing down her book binding from neck to hem and peeled it apart to divulge her consistence ready for whipping.

It was her misfortune that I had no whiplash and that as she rose to escape so she slipped from her ruined clothing and it was her bang-up misfortune that I caught her easily and in doing so saw the moistness in that mass of ringlet between her legs.

I stared in skepticism, `` No ! '' she said as she stared at my bulging breeches and she said, `` No darling god ! ``

I held myself in check somehow, `` You are indeed iniquity ! '' I snapped and I turned on my heel and strode away.

The opinion that I had almost speared her repulsed me but excited me and my motive were now pressing indeed but at that mo Marjorie rushed in naked crying `` Mother, pray god what is that man doing to you ? ``

'' Fornicating child, he has his brain on raping me send for the police constable if you please. '' she said acidly and that 's when I lost all semblance of propriety.

'' Why sir, why my mother ? '' Marjorie asked belatedly.

'' Oh who can fathom why Marjorie, '' she wailed, `` But he means to outrage me, ''

'' Because she is a whore, '' I averred, `` As are you ! '' I snapped, `` Whore, cuckholder, '' I stared at Marjorie, her mounds heaved, her lips trembled and I grew knockout watching, `` mother tart and babe bawd, I shall hinge upon you now, on your spinal column working girl ! '' I snapped and I ripped my breeches heart-to-heart scattering buttons widely until my process was freed and stood proudly to attention.

Marjorie stared, `` No, you can not dishonor me, it is too big, you will tear me, sieve me to excess, no I pray, '' but I was upon her and vomit her down beside her mother and I sought to mount her.

She struggled, she fought valiantly but I was took inviolable and I grabbed her calfskin and forced her stifle astray apart, revealing her womb glistening in anticipation like the most wanton whore.

Her brat saved her, her womb lubricated itself in fear and with that fear I plunged late inside her even as she battered me ineffectively with her fists until with her resistance fading and as her shrieking became sob of despair so she accepted her fortune but in fact as my assault continued it was consternation that Marjorie expressed.

'' Too strong ! '' she averred, `` Too manly, '' and when I shot my pick among her part she said, `` Oh I am on ardour, Mama, he has ruined me ! ``

'' He raped you child, '' the female parent averred as she pulled her ruined dress around herself, `` He raped you. ``

'' What is to be done mama ? '' Marjorie asked.

'' You must decide, '' the female parent explained, `` You can hardly accept him pay heed under the circumstances. ``

'' I apologise dame, that was unforgivable, '' I said as I eased my appendage from Marjorie 's warm moist womb.

'' But ma the Constable ! '' Marjorie protested.

'' Forget Constables, '' the old witch suggested as she stretched, `` You have sinned far worse than he in their eyes, '' she admitted and she pulled her shoot down clothing around her again and went to her cupboard to seek to a greater extent clothing.

'' What shall I do ? '' Marjorie asked.

'' Why serve as my woman of the street ! '' I snapped, `` No you cuckolded my Brother you shall serve my staff. ``

'' But you made love to me '' she snapped.

'' That was fornication not love, why I might consume more pleasure from a sheep 's asshole than your uterus were I a Romanov. '' I averred, `` No come, let the staff enjoy their new schoolmistress. ``

'' No ! '' she wailed, `` I can not go like this ! '' but I dragged my breeches around me and dragged her by the arm out of the bed chamber still attired in naught but her long boots and then I saw she was correct.

'' Off with the kick, you shall go entirely defenseless, '' I ordered.

'' No ! '' she demurred but I grabbed her around the waist and even as she struggled so I unlaced her boots and drew them from her and then with her completely naked I propelled her down stairs and to the courtyard.

'' Fetch the groom, fetch the stable cub, '' I ordered, `` See, no more demand for wenching, I have a whore for you, '' Marjorie trembled with fear now as the gent came running.

'' But sir, she is our Mistress ! '' said one.

'' Exactly, now who shall dish my mistress and who shall be dismissed ? '' I asked.

They regaled me nervously.

'' I can not, '' said one.

'' sodomite eh ? '' I asked.

'' Indeed not ! '' he said, `` I shall economise myself for matrimony. ``

'' Sodomite, '' I repeated, `` Well, who 's for the fancy woman ? '' I asked again.

The maid were watching, Bessie and Milly were still sore about their under regions as one lad stepped forward, `` I should be honoured lady, '' he said.

'' right hand, in the horse trough and bathe ! '' I ordered, `` fifty I whip thee likewise ! ``

'' But sir ! '' he protested as his fellows laughed.

'' All of you, bathe, you stink worse than Equus caballus, '' I ranted, `` No one shall remain plebeian, at eight each morning you shall all bathe here, I shall have extra till and tub brought and you shall all be clean and smart. ''

'' Oooh, '' sortie exclaimed, `` We have to bath Patience, '' she said and she started to disrobe.

'' handgrip severely, '' I said, but the stable lads were disrobing and then Milly and Bessie and Frobisher and Binks and before I was aware the entirely throng were disrobed.

'' Hold hard I say, '' I repeated but my correction had broken down entirely, `` Desist ! '' but subject field had broken entirely and suddenly it seemed everyone was disrobing.

'' Desist ! '' I cried but to my complete horror Binks had seized Milly and throwing her on her spine he claimed her by driving his solidly erect member thick inside her.

'' So, which is to jump on me first ? '' Marjorie asked suddenly as she stood beside me.

'' None, they have made fool of us, '' I said sadly, `` I meant to produce order from indiscipline by discipline and all I have brought is adultery. ``

'' Oh well, '' she said, `` Then I shall fight cook for that static hired man 's affections, '' Marjorie said provocatively.

'' No, stay I shall mount you, '' I offered.

'' Do n't demean yourself, '' she said but there was none to equate with Marjorie now they were disrobed, and her mounds were freed from their bindings.

'' I shall return to soldiering, '' I declared.

'' And leave this den of fornication to thrive and spread ? '' she said, `` I think not ! ``

'' No, but what shall I do ? '' I asked.

'' exit them to their pleasures, '' she said, `` semen inside, let us tattle, '' she suggested.

'' Talk, I just stripped you bare and ravished you ? '' I reminded her, `` What do you imply peach ? ``

'' Talk, about the future and how on earth we stop word of this getting abroad lest you become a laugh stock, '' she said anxiously.

'' I want to violate you again ! '' I admitted.

'' Then I have not the effectiveness to prevent you, '' she admitted.

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' You know you want to, '' she said and as I looked around it seemed that quite suddenly almost every servant was indulging in adultery, indeed cook had appendage in her womb and ass kettle of fish and in her mouth all at the Same time.

I just looked around helplessly.

'' Come, '' Marjorie said again and she led me inside and up to her bed sleeping accommodation, `` direct your pleasure if you must, then perhaps you should yield to the army, Mother can look after the estate of the realm. ``

'' Marry you ? '' I queried, `` You cuckolded my brother ! '' I reminded her.

'' Did I indeed ? '' she said, `` We never even consummated the wedding ! ''

'' Oh, my head is spinning, '' I confessed, `` It is all confusion, I need comfort, I need a whore ! ``

'' Then I am for sure you will use me again, '' she said, `` But let us do it discreetly. ``

'' Indeed, '' I said and I hoisted her up in my arms, `` Discreetly. ``

'' And have the ale cask brought out so they are all so bibulous that by morning all will be forgotten. '' she suggested.

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` I shall see to it when I am sated, '' I agreed and I carried her up the stairs.

This meter there was no resistance, she allowed me to drive my pleasure, she spread her legs wide and even held the sass to her womb unfold for my entry and being moist I speared her with the greatest ease, `` Take off you Jerkin that I may feel the warmth of your chest, '' she whispered.

'' Why ? '' I asked.

'' I want to find your manly bureau, '' she repeated, `` Shall you not indulge me ? ``

'' You are a cunning woman, '' I assured her, `` And a lying gripe and a cuckold, but it will make me pleasure I am sure to crush your mammilla against my publicise chest, '' I suggested, and as she requested I removed by Jerkin and my under vest and repose my naked chest against her warmly teats.

She pulled me to her like I was her lover such was her deviousness but I saw it for the stratagem it was and resolved not to be taken in.

My release came more gently this time, although I still sank my teeth into her neck to give her a love chomp for all to see as my ointment bubbled forth and when it was done I sent her to get George Herbert Mead and cider and ale so all might become incapably drunk.

Her mother came to talk when Marjorie left me, she was dressed again, decorously smartly in black as ever, `` john, '' she said, `` This ravishing my daughter will not do ! ``

'' Shall I ravish you in her place ? '' I asked.

'' No of line not, '' she replied, `` I only mean, '' she said and she blushed, `` I do not trust she cuckolded your brother, '' she said, `` They were never married man and wife, he sodomised all sort of fry and floater and never once shared Marjorie 's bed.

'' But she had coition with another man ! '' I exclaimed.

'' With the handle of a spoonful and his seed yes, but his appendage no, '' she explained.

'' I see, '' I agreed, `` But my intellect is made up, now leave me before I ravish you likewise. ``

She slipped away, somehow she seemed less the witch more the concerned parent, but I dressed and went to stop om Marjorie.

I was just in time for two stable lads had her rout on the chaff and were about to enthral her.

'' Whore ! '' I ordered, `` I have need of you. ``

'' Yes my Lord ! '' she replied and as they let her up she flew to my side, `` Drink up feller, '' I said
, `` Drink and be merry. ``

Night was falling, the handmaiden were too drunken to prepare a repast and so I had Marjorie don a servant 's duster and together we carved a volaille cook had roasted earlier and we ate chicken and lettuce for our supper.

'' Have you finished with me my lord ? '' Marjorie asked.

'' You never spent the night with Charles ? '' I asked.

'' Nor any man, '' she admitted.

'' Then I shall take a leak allowances, '' I agreed, `` So shall we rectify to your bed or mine ? ``

'' I shall live with my fortune, '' she said and blushed.

'' Mine then, '' I agreed, `` Lead on, '' and I lit taper from the kitchen fire and handed her one while the early I took and we repaired to my room.

She slipped from her gown and slipped nakedly between the bed sheets and I swiftly followed and quickly took her in my arms, pausing only to blow out the candles.

'' You 're so secure, '' she said, `` You 're hurting me. ``

'' I was overjealous, '' I admitted, `` I really did not want to share you with those lads. ``

'' I know, '' she said, `` Though I did wonder how their appendages might feel inside me. ``

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Well perhaps you shall just serve me. ``

'' What pick have I ? '' she asked.

'' None, '' I agreed and I bent my head to nest her neck, `` None at all, '' and I kissed her ear and then I was on her and pinning her John L. H. Down I kissed her lips.

Her hands strayed to my appendage and I felt her scout him to her womb, I eased myself back and then forward to embark her, `` There, '' I said as I slid easily inside her wash innards, `` That is not too distasteful is it ? ``

'' No, '' she admitted.

'' Then recite me I excite you like a good working girl should, '' I insisted, `` Do not lie there like a wet Fish or I might as well poke your female parent or an stableboy 's backside. ``

'' It hurts, '' she said, `` It is skanky, you are distasteful and Agghhh ! '' she wailed as I thrust firmly.

'' See, shut out your ranting, '' I declared.

'' No the pain sensation ! '' she wailed as I thrust again, '' You are tearing me asunder ! ``

'' You 're damned pissed for a mother I 'll consecrate you that, '' I gasped as she gripped my member and seemingly milked my pick from me as I pounded into her, and quite suddenly I let fly the pent up cream from my balls and she gasped.

'' No ! '' she cried and she closed her eyes tightly in denial, `` No ! ``

'' Too late for no, '' I suggested as I climbed off her and wiped my manhood on the counterpaine.

'' You beast ! '' she protested, `` You use me and cast me aside. ``

'' Indeed, '' I agreed, `` Is such not an consonant to you ? '' I asked as I took the tinderbox and lit the candles.

She stared at me, `` Is that all ? '' she asked seriously, `` You just vomit me aside. ``

'' Indeed, '' I agreed, `` Now away to your quarters. ``

'' No, '' she declared, `` I shall slumber here, you have warmed the bed for me. ``

'' And be available should I require a cyprian ? '' I asked.

She looked away, and I blew out the standard candle again and joined her in the bed.

'' Hold me, '' she ordered, `` I am cold. ``

'' Am I to be ordered about in my own bed, '' I enquired.

'' Then I shall hold you, '' she replied, `` Are my work force cold ? '' and she grasped my extremity, he stirred instantly.

'' You play a severe game lady, '' I whispered and I rolled over to cover her.

'' So restrain me, '' she said again.

'' I shall use you for my pleasure, '' I reminded her.

'' And I shall use you for mine, '' she taunted me, `` Come, use me. ``

'' I shall indeed, '' I agreed, `` When I feel the want. ``

'' And do you feel the motivation ? '' she asked.

I aimed my manhood at her softness in the darkness and pressed him dwelling, `` Yes, '' I said quietly.

'' So hold me, '' she said, `` Give me some sign that you regard me. ``

'' But I do not, '' I insisted, `` You are zippo but a woman of the street ! ``

'' Then I shall away to my own room ! '' she insisted but she remained beneath me.

'' But a charming whore, '' I suggested.

'' You were swift enough to stop over the servants abusing me, '' she reminded me, `` Can you not receive it in your heart to make love me ? ``

'' Hush woman, '' I whispered, `` Let us savour the moment, '' and I gently plowed her in the darkness and the affectionateness of my bed as she desperately tried to please me humping against me in primaeval instinct of what would cause me to disgorge my seed promptly but shortly her senses departed her and her desires took armorial bearing and she grasped my seat and dragged me ever harder into her.

The ending was hanker and gentle in building the emission flowed easily as she gasped helplessly until we stilled and then we lay together quietly entwined like lovers.

There was nothing to be said, I ran my fingers through her hair and I fell into a most contented sopor.

I woke in the greyness of dawn, she was staring at me, `` It will not do, '' she said, `` I deserve to be loved I need make out ! ``

'' On your back bawd I have penury, '' I replied.

'' No, not until you admit you love me ! '' she insisted.

'' I own you, '' I told her, `` And shall use you as I see fit, now lay on your back and spread the way to your womb that I may have you.

'' recount me you love me ! '' she insisted.

'' You please me, '' I reminded her, `` But I do not tell lies easily. ``

'' Then take me for I own my womb craves your intrusion, I have never experienced it 's like. '' she said as I stared open up mouthed, `` Take me I say ! '' she added.

'' Oh my, '' I exclaimed and I sat down, `` You crave me ? '' I struggled, `` But I thought ? ``

'' No more Christian Bible my lord, take me ! '' she insisted, `` Or lay back that I might use you ! ``

'' lady ! '' I exclaimed as nakedly she advanced, `` No ! ``

But she was upon me and sinking herself down on my member she pleasured herself greatly, `` See I have become a wanton woman of the street ! '' she trilled.

'' Not a whore for I am not paying, '' I insisted, `` Indeed you should pay me for the privellage. ``

'' Please John ! '' she said, `` For pities sake nominate me an offer ! ``

'' I shall marry your mother and have you for my whore, '' I suggested.

'' No ! '' she wailed though still impaled upon me.

'' Or marry you and hold your mother for my lady of pleasure, '' I offered.

'' I shall set up it, '' she said, `` Mother deserves some happiness ! ''

'' I jest, '' I said and as her aspect fell I added, `` I have no demand of your female parent. ``

'' When I am with child, '' she said, `` She may serve then ! ``

'' I have no need of your mother, '' I insisted, `` Now come here ! '' I said and pulled her down so I might osculate her backtalk and thus I possessed her utterly .