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I was minding my own line of work in my club, on the upper berth floor you understand, the one reserved for gentleman. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the evening newspaper. Whiling away the time until supper, It was the year the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairwoman and oak panels, the odor of tobacco heavy on the air, talk of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the tables as our air hostess catered to our every need.

Milly, Molly, Moira, genus Melissa, Mary, their names all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to ensure their charms were always displayed. Neatly corseted waists with their boob upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight Shirley Temple Black jackets with ash gray push button cut to slip under their pouting mammaries. The area below their waists entirely bare but for the tape measure holding their stockings. Their soft downy Pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

gold teat and button rings twinkled in the firelight. Fish net stocking with crinkle arrow straight set off picket elegant thighs and sura while their multicolored toe nails peeped from refined luxuriously heeled shoes. Neat little rabbits ass attached to little plugs pressed firmly up their tight rump and all set off by jaunty little lid with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with jewels. And all ready to perform each and any table service we may require.

The flotsam and jetsom of the toilet attired like princesses.

Their services were provided all inclusive to the membership of the speed floor of the golf club. mouthpiece, back passage and uterus alike useable to any member's member and all bar mouth uncommitted to a members finger or glossa though of course shows of affection such as kissing upon the oral cavity were not allowed

They worked in relay race, obviously Milly molly et al were not their material gens, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A crooked fingerbreadth, a motion and they would stroll across and if indicated would straddle us and simply go under down upon our fellow member. Or suckle a limp snake to rigidity, or make for an ice frigidness beer or liqueuras our whimsey dictated..

Sometimes they got it untimely, one aged gentleman admitting,"Ye god I only wanted a whiskey,"as Malia extracted his member from his fly and began to suck.

But plenty backcloth detail, back to this most particular evening.


"Oldbury, where are you ?"one of my buddy asked.

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"pauperism another damned fool to take on cards,"he said drunkenly.

"At your service,"I agreed and taking my whiskey I dutifully went across and sat at the table.

The game was fire hook, Club principle, ACE High.

Millie the croupier smiled, as she waited to deal the cards. Her left thumb rested within the folds of her quim pleasuring herself as all the miss were instructed to do while idling. Her relegate breasts with lucky rings swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own rhythm as she quietly drifted into a creation of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"Teddy's in a spot of bother,"Simmonds gloated.

"Bet his damned planetary house and lost !"Carter laughed.

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a imprecate house,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a bugger really."

"So lets us get this straight, you won chemise's house and don't want it ?"I queried.

"Absolutely, rotting mountain,"he agreed.

"So pay it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easy old chum, Club rules."Simmonds pointed out,"Needs outside thespian to win it then Teddy can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a bloody fool shift,"I said, as looked at the broken plate of a man that fifty years of idleness drinking and play had created."muckle me in."

slip, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Lord GlenAvon and respective other title of respect was various social classes above my lowly post yet many M of guineas poorer.

I may feature been brought up as the local parson's son but t'was well known I was the Lord of the Manor's bastard and had his wiliness and business acumen. As well as a talent for cards.

I looked at my cards.

"I'll bet two shilling,"Clearwater said throwing teddy bear's note for the sign on the table.

"I'll heave all in,"I said and Clearwater folded.

I took the note.

"Thank God !"Teddy sighed.

"Not so fast,"I insisted,"I fear you need to study a lesson, what collateral shall you offer ?"

shimmy looked aghast,"I have none."

"threesome unmarried daughters,"Simmonds laughed.

"Very well offer one as your stake,"I insisted.

"Good god man, don't be an oaf,"slip snapped.

"wellspring sir I am a illegitimate by birth, though hardly an oaf,"I suggested,"Which child shall you offer ?"

"Oh very well Hilary my youngest."he agreed reluctantly and somewhat drunkenly.

"The one maudlin who never smiles,"Clearwater enquired.

"Maybe old Oldbury here will fuck a smile into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall sell to Madame to defray my disbursement,"I explained.

"routine my daughter into a whore. Never !"Teddy protested.

"Well I shall grant ten solar day to vacate the house."I offered.

"Now don't be hasty, Oldbury,"Clearwater interjected,"Don't be an oaf just fold."

"No Teddy needs a lesson,"I insisted,"I'll rally my business firm for the daughter whom I shall sell to madame as a whore."

"Done !"grinned teddy bear,"Never has a man made such a poor bargain !"

I went back to my chair a job well done and a lesson learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"shift rigged you,"he confided,"That girl, Hilary, have you met her ? She came out, what, two years ago, not so much as a dance let alone a dallience, tis said she sips at the leaping of Lesbos, and I truly believe far from paying for her charms you would have to pay any self respecting cuss to fuck her,"

"I just wanted to learn the old fool a example, '' I explained,"If this so called girl is indeed nineteen summertime gone then I'll just let the matter quietly free fall, have a few whisky and forget it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the formidable fille Hilary.

She came to my house at twelve noon, I was still in my pyjama working at my desk.

Mary my maid came to essay me,"There's some charwoman downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Virgin Mary suggested and the aforementioned Hilary burst upon us.

"Father says he sold me to you as your plaything,"she insisted as she stormed into the room.

I stared, she was as far from a woman of the street as one could reasonably get in a female. I would bank she was fresh from forking the dung from the horse stalls. Her hairsbreadth was a mess where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a filthy brown coat and skin tight riding britches. Her face screwed with anger and hatred.

"No,"I corrected her."As a whore, a chattel to be used and abused by any as desires it for a modest fee,"

"What !"she snapped.

"A working girl to be available to any valet who desires her,"I insisted."That was our arrangement. Though desirous gentlemen may be scarce as your countenance would scare off a whole tribe of Zulus let alone a shy cultured gentleman."

"Ha, so no more of this nonsense,"she snorted,"I submit to no man."

"Submit to none indeed,"I surmised,"I would propose that on the adverse you are in urgent, nay immediate need of a sound pronging."

"Well sir it shall not be from you."she snapped.

"gentlewoman a 1000 guineas would not induce me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"Good, we are agreed,"she agreed.

"So I shall have to pay some guttersnipe or urchin to do the deed in my stead, More expense,"I said shaking my head in resignation.

She went to light upon me. I caught her radiocarpal joint an column inch no more from her raking my face with her long filthy finger nails.

She stank of sawhorse, a strangely earthy smell which raised inquiry in my loins.

"You madam need taming,"I insisted.

"fountainhead it shall not be by you !"she snapped indignantly.

I thought a mo before I replied."Disrobe this instant or tell your Padre to countermand my family forthwith."

"No you can not !"she replied in horror.

"Submit or the agreement is void !"I challenged.

She stared at me. She shuddered as she realised my resolve.

"Very well,"she said icily and she slipped off her grave coat.

I hung it on the back of a death chair for her as she tentatively undid one of the release on her bodice, than a second.

Her fingers trembled, with fear or anger I knew or cared not. The buttons parted and the bodice swelled. Clearly her mounds were much constricted. It caught my attention. My phallus stirred again.

"Quite delightful allow me,"I said softly as I helped to unfreeze her mounds and cupped them in my hired man,"It must be such a ministration for them to lam their bonds."

"No !"she said spacious eyed but I knew in that heartbeat that she was ripe for the pickings. Her teat stiffened and extended.

"Whore's mounds are ever freed, shall you like that ?"I asked.

"No !"she snapped though her firmness was uncertain.

"vacillation as free as the birds. And their cunts, open at all times or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing whisper."Available to all."

"Do not frivol with me !"she said.

Mary my maidservant looked on disapprovingly, she was no smasher, well past child bearing age but she had a pleasant enough ass to get laid when zero else was offered.

"Shears Virgin Mary, let us pare the rabbit."Mary obediently fetched the large scissor grip or small shears from the drawer in the side table.

I made an prick into the legging one-half way up Hilary's thigh and started to cut away the coverings. She near froze in care. A exclusive cut up one leg round the crotch and down the early. Then a unmarried curving cut upwards towards the waist and back down revealing her underwear as the flap of fabric fell away.
triplet more snips from the razor keen blade and the underthings came away and revealed a flock of hairy moist curls and beneath a hairy moistened slit. My member showed a distinct interest group and he uncurled uncomfortably within the constriction of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will fuck you after all."I declared."Madonna loosen my belt and humble my breeches if you please."

Mary reluctantly lowered my knee pants and underthings allowing my member to constrain and straighten as I pushed Hilary against the table.

"usher my fellow member in Blessed Virgin if you please."I requested.

"It ent funfair, she don't want none and gets fucked and I wants it and don't get none,"Blessed Virgin muttered as she obediently guided my stiffening penis towards Hilary's pouting quim.

"Later,"I suggested as my member gently parted Hilary's pouting puss lips.

"No !"she said but he body said"Yes yes yes,"such was her indigence for pecker and cock juice.

I felt no resistance from her maidenhead, but there were streaks of red afterward so I presume she had been Virgo the Virgin intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly middling gallop though at an unexpected prison term of day, finishing with a flourish or at least nine good jet of honest low Born rooster juice in her aristocratic vagina.

"Mary for gods sake bathe this urchin before we take her to Madame."I ordered as I withdrew.

"What about my portion ?"she protested.

"I am afraid you will bear to use the rolling pin,"I suggested,"But this time wash it before rolling out the pastry."

She blushed crimson,"Very well sir."she agreed.

"Or perhaps you could take in this woman of the street learn how to use her fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to realness, her body may have swum with fervour but now she faced reality, instead of love she had been fucked as a qualifying clip. I had no more desire for her to omit my offspring than I had to trip the light fantastic the Viennese valse stark naked at the gates to Buckingham palace while they changed the safety device. I had used her no more. And she had used me.

"Go, get washed,"I said,"I have work to do."

I found Hilary and Mary an 60 minutes or so later. The tin bath was upended on the kitchen floor.
Bathwater spread across the floor towards the drain. Hilary lay naked on the flagstones as she suckled Mary's massive teat and rhythmically pressed her clenched fist into Marys copious cunt. The Virgin only ever wore a simple smock and she too was nearly naked as her smock was largely around her neck.

"I shall burn these rag week,"I said as I scooped up Hilary's clothes, but she and Mary were too absorbed with each other to notice.

Brabbinger my Ostler coughed. He had been watching from the fantasm."The Lester Willis Young lady's horse sir ?"he queried.

"She's no lady, she's a base whore,"I replied as I watched Hilary pleasuring Mary,"Shall you take a dawdler ?"

"No thank you kindly sir,"he said diffidently."I got my pridefulness sir."

"fountainhead I just poked her,"I said,"Godhead knows why."

"trickery they has sir, Scottish reel you in like,"he says,"Me I likes horses."

figure of speech raced through my mind,"Quite so."I agreed,"Feed and water the buck would you, no send word to my club, have a uniform sent and a comforter, take the whore's horse."I laughed at my own relapse into poetry,"whore's horse"indeed.

There is only a finite time one can watch out women pleasuring each other especially unattractive ones, so after no more than seven minutes, 12 at the outside, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the half hour with Miss Middleton, one of Madame's chest, a weasel faced monotone chested beldam of around XXX five summers and XXX thousand men, a street whore with quick fingers an eye for beauty and a talent for fitting corsets, stockings skid and tail plugs as well as the artists touch which with rouge and powder turns the deadening scullery maid or productive Captain James Cook into an physical object of desire.

"Oh my lord, you want a miracle worker and thats a fact,"Middleton said as she saw Hilary embraced in The Virgin's well muscled arms.

"Less of your insolence, bend over I wish to sleep together you,"I averred.

"Not if you been fucking that you ent, I got my pridefulness,"Middleton said icily.

She set down her bag and took out a tub of butter. Greasing her digit and thumb she advanced upon Hilary even as she continued to pleasure Virgin Mary and grasped her firmly, one quarter round pressed firmly up Hilary's back passage and the fingers into her quim.

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Middleton opined as she withdrew her finger's breadth and wiped them on a material,"Twenty three inch waist, its like making a silk wedding dress out of a pigs ass,"she said sadly.

"Have some decorousness charwoman !"I snapped.

"fountainhead you ain't no man are you ?"she challenged.

I gave up and walked off.

An hr later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me in effect,"she said.

Hilary appeared,"My god she looks almost man,"I agreed,"What say you Brabbinger ?"

My Ostler was lurking in the shadows as always. Feasting his middle on Hilary's now ringed clitoris and shaved os pubis now framed by stocking taping and her annular tit now upthrust by a besotted grim corset.

"Don't mind if I do sir,"he said as he swept from the shadows.

He strode up to the female child and raised his duster revealing curtly fat hairy leg and a long fat hairy prong, I'll stakes there was more hair on his Lucille Ball than on a rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his agreement that she looked desirable butbhe obviously decided to misconstrue me and to try out her charms instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a twinkling was Hilary pushed against the sketch table and he sank his prong within her indulgent moist quim. His haired ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his devil forcibly into her womb.

She barely protested. Her function were aroused by the annulus and the potions applied to her innards by Middleton's nimble fingers.

"Oh my God Almighty !"she wailed,"I am in Heaven !"

Now to be quite honest there is little as dis spiriting as finding one's retainer has a prong unquestionably superior to one's own both in length and girth and Energy Department, and I turned on my cad and strode away after no more than ten minute of arc at the outside.

The way he kneaded her white meat and crushed her lips with his sass was quite obscene, while the way she raked his back with her nails was quite uncalled for and the oink and protest of love was such to micturate me nauseous.

Finally as I departed he grunted like a pig and clearly shot his bolt.

"Well done !"Middleton shouted,"assassinator, who knows we may attain Madame proud of you yet !"

I sat a while and returned to find Hilary attired in a cloak. which hid her parting. I saw she walked awkwardly.

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

"Yes sir, Got her holes plugged and everything."she replied.

"appearance me."I insisted.

"No !"Hilary snapped,"You don't own me."

"display the gentleman,"Middleton insisted.

Hilary reluctantly raised the cloak showing a stout leather strap secured around her crotch which clearly held quim and anal retentive plugs in place.

"Open her up I wish to sample her,"I ordered.

"Not now after I perfumed and plugged her and everything,"Middleton argued."You had every chance sir and if you desire you can make love her to your ticker depicted object this eve but for now I must deliver her to Madame before my particular gentleman arrives."

"Special gentleman ?"I queried.

"Has me piss on him,"she said proudly, and seeing my discomfiture she added"well you did ask."

"Oh be gone,"I sighed.

I followed along to the baseball club later, after fending off cook'mesmerism that her ass was as tight as anyone's cunt, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner meter I was gorging myself on SALT pork barrel and onions washed down by some of the finest vino from the Antipodes.

Hilary was nowhere to be seen when I arrived. It seemed she had become something of a renown and every gentleman seemingly had designs on poking her quim.

I decided they could get on with it and settled down to eat my fill.

However seeing Lord Glenavon, Hilary's father arrive rather the worse for drink gave me an evil notion which I proceeded to put in train.

"teddy bear won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"indigence a third base for a threesome, new whore penury breaking in don't cha know."


"What ho, yes rather, three way eh, top hole."he stammered out his usual string of cliches and sat down at my table. Milly mollie or some such brought Teddy a platter of pork and he began to guzzle on it greedily.

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into Melissa, a bright red testis gag now flilled her mouth, a clear augury of what we called a shouter. A whore who could not prevent herself vocalising her enjoyment.

I sought out Madame. I swiftly arranged to use Hilary/Melissa as soon as she became available.

Teddy was about to depart on his apple pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

He barely showed any interestingness but ordered."chapiter, just straddle me chick and let me allay your quim while I eat my pud there's a dear."He unbuttoned his breeches and extracted his rather woebegone tired and uninterested prick from therein.

It sprawled almost lifeless along his belly but it reared soon enough as Hilary straddled him and sank down until her soft pink quim rested gently upon his length.

It reared like an Indian Hydra charmer's Snake River, a veritable python. Spearing up towards her innards. It seemed quite flaky. Teddy about to sleep with his own daughter unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his shaft between the lips of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a contented sigh and a thin dribble from her musket ball gag. Then she began to hump greedily.

shimmy laughed,"Bally gamekeeper, spitting image of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me daughter, should feature fucked her days ago."

I shook my head, I had been bamboozled again."Going to climb up on ?"slip asked,"proceeds the tradesman's, three way and all that ?"

"Ah no, I just remembered I have to see old Graithwaite about some job,"I said as Hilary bounced up and down far too energetically on her supposed father's cock and I left them to their joyous union.

I cursed, far from teaching Teddy a lesson I had learned one myself. I rued my discomfiture and made my way homeward.

Captain Cook hounded me once more seeking a pronging which I was not in any mood to provide so I retired to my bed somewhat frustrated and slept only fitfully.

The morning brought further tribulations.

Hilary's oldest baby. A weasel faced, wasp waisted spinster completely devoid of female extremity or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly hour when no gentleman or gentlewoman should be abroad and demanded to see me.

James Cook relayed the information that she was downstairs. I looked at my watch."Ye gods its solitary ten of the clock !"I protested.

"Shall I send her up sir ?"Cook asked,"Or shall you fuck my ass first ?"

"No, I think I can deal without,"I answered,"I shall come down straightway."

"Better put thee britches on first,"she laughed.

"No, damn it, I shall come as I am,"I insisted and down I went in my nightshirt to greet the woman.

"Miss Latchmere ?"I queried.

"Rip van winkle I presume ?"she replied as she saw I wore only my nightshirt and Nox hat.

"And what brings you here ?"I asked.

"My horse,"she replied sarcastically,"But to be honest I wanted to see exactly what sort of a mark my begetter has been conniving with."

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

"Oh yes,"she replied,"You surpass my worst expected value by some considerable margin."

"rich person you merely come to affront me or had you some former intention in mind ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my beginner, prostitute my sister and ruin my luck of making a good marriage."

"You certainly have a bluntness of speech about you,"I admitted.

"And now having tricked me into your lair you ravish me,"she suggested.

"Madam I should sooner fornicate with a farmyard sow,"I insisted.

"So I understand,"she said,"But I do trust the constable will believe my narrative when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to ravish me."

"Really ?"I queried as she tried in vain to tear her garb."Allow me."

I grasped the shoulders of her dress and it ripped right down the front, I ripped aside the cover of her mounds freeing them,"Remind me, did I ravish you or merely attempt to ?"

"I care not, make me an offer or I go to the magistrate !"she snapped

"Twenty Ugandan shilling for your honour !"I offered.

"I meant marriage,"she said,"Dear god are you really this stupid ?"

"Stupid yes heroic no,"I confirmed,"Though your teats are most alluring and are roused if I am not mistaken."

"You are mistaken,"she insisted.

"Your parts are not moistened then ?"I queried.

"No More than yours,"she quipped.

I looked down. My member was pressing my nightshirt out like a tent pole.

"I have not had my daybreak, ah."I said awkwardly.

"He fucks me ass mostly,"Cook interjected.

"Cook, '' I snapped"Go away !"

"Hilary said it was lilliputian,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks monstrous !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can usher the magistrate your snap clothes and a thoroughly creaming within your parts."

"Very well, where is the sleeping accommodation ?"she asked.

"Here on the floor !"I insisted.

"No, bed me, if you want me bed me properly !"she insisted.

"Oh very well,"I sighed in aggravation and I swept her off her substructure and carried her upstairs.

How was I to have a go at it it was the most romantic gesture she had ever known ? The poor girl's quim was soaking with expectancy and in a moment as soon as had bared it my prong had found a new home.

Her tight virgin cunt gripped my member."shuffling making love to me !"she pleaded.

"This madam is merely a unproblematic ass,"I explained as I started to hump her,"Though I own a very agreeable one."

"Oh that makes me find so skillful,"she said and she smiled.

"Really ?"I queried,"Usually women ask if I have finished yet, or spend a penny some sarcastic remark."

"No, its really nice, oh my god, its really nice."she said as the walls of her virgin cunt instinctively began to milk my cock.

It was all too much and suddenly a great downpour of source jibe from my loin and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my fellow member shrank and them rolled onto my backrest."Do your worst,"I said and drifted into a content sleep.
"strike it in your hand like thus,"I heard cook saying as individual gripped my putz in their hand,"He ent much of a cocksman, one squirt admiration,"cook opined,"Still a bit of a sucking will probably wake up him."

"What's up ?"I said.

"Damned constable thinks I'm my sister and that I'm a tart,"misfire Latchmere explained.

"So you are trying conquest ?"I queried.

"In a news, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced two-dimensional chested spinster, why should I take note of you ?"I asked.

She thought a instant"Because my eldest boy nipper shall inherit father's deed, should you not like your son to be the Earl Latchmere, the 5th Baron Latchmere ?"

"And ?"I queried.

She thought a instant."My babe is a whore and she can pass on all fashion of whorish thaumaturgy to keep you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"goodness point,"I agreed,"On your back I wish to make love you again."


To be continued.

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