In the time of poof Victoria 's sovereignty on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England


girl Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first of all time that first light. The sun shone amber on the honeyed sandstone of the facade as I approached from the Dixieland. It looked vast. I wanted a country retreat, this was almost a mansion.

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

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

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

"We don't have pot in Devonshire !"he laughed.

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

I had not expected a sandstone frontage. I had not expected anything so turgid having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 bedchamber plus servants after part, and I had certainly not expected to recover the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs Ginger Rogers the cook, Bessie the maid and miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as countless nurseryman and the three estates proletarian, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would take them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkins had introduced me to Miss Blenkinsopp I asked her to make up bedrooms for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to dress a dyad of maid to continue us warm at night.

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

"Well if you wish to remain in my employ you will make sure as shooting I want for goose egg, is that clear."I demanded as I realised girl Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be full off without.

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

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

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in foiling,"A moment of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr Robert Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maidservant, I ordered a maid, now find me a maid or I shall dismiss you with no extension,"I insisted.

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

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

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

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maidservant,"I reminded her.

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

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

"I prefer to unclothe beneath the bedclothes 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 glow across the chamber. The bed was insensate. 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 head and then lay beside her.

The heap of clothes around her cervix annoyed me and in a trice I had her bring up her arms that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her belly. I reached and felt a peck of wiry hair,"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 care about my pleasure !"she replied.

"Madam, the cry of go when a woman reaches her peak of inflammation is always my aim, it is my signal to release my germ do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of ecstasy so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my fingerbreadth. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her cervix. I rolled her left mamilla between finger and ovolo. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to fuck something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breath came in suddenly gasps. My fingerbreadth traced the groove down from the hairy heap. I found the delicate moist speckle and eased a finger's breadth inside. I felt electric resistance. I tried a second finger's breadth and found the Saame. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thighs apart and slid over her. My appendage strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too farseeing and I gently aimed him between her soft 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 thrust hard and quite all of a sudden my member was deep inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

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

She seemed to respond, I fully expected her to lie like a dead fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever more forceful endeavours until at conclusion 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 cockcrow. She had risen already."undecomposed morning 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 good way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

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

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply learn a few conjuration to delight me and your continued employment is assured."

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

"fille Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved survive night. It was quite delicious. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to help myself of your magic spell again."

"No, it must cease,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her titty in my hands and nuzzled her cervix,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a mitt down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her trunk betrayed her. Her teats were hardened. Her quim dampening. I had her bend over the dressing mesa. I raised the hem of her night nightie. My member reared and in a mo I had guided him within her parted butt and in to her easygoing split up 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 get to me unduly. She had grand little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her face in the dressing board 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 turn as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every oz. of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her parts where with a young maid I should have taken More care. It was a pleasure 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 loudness of our passion. She slipped from my room like a wraith and by the fourth dimension I had washed and dressed she was down the stairs supervising breakfast.

I resolved to try 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 young woman Blenkinsopp I did not blank out her but rather pushed her to the book binding of my mind.

mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable Loretta Young ladies most of whom I was sadly old enough to be their Padre, and sadly Devonshire and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The winter passed and the leap came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was knife thrust right into the centre of my consciousness.

I was at my Jack London desk when Wainwright my salesclerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not know the name.

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

She waddled awkwardly into my office,"young woman Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

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

"Morelands ? My nation theatre, Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the child ?"I enquired.

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

"Mine, are you sure enough ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eye and greying hair.

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

"My god, I'm to be a don, serious Jehovah. I must have been blackmailed for one C of Republic of Guinea for nestling 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 keep back my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a fry, that would be a scandal,"I laughed."I don't even make love your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

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

"No sir."she refused.

"But misfire Blenkinsopp do you not remember the morning when I bent you over the dressing board ? Shall we not travel to heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

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

"And your child ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."Take your coating off. Lift your skirts. low-spirited your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my bureau door,"No I want to feel you,"I explained and I slipped my implements of war around her from behind and held her breasts. Full ripe white meat. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her wench and underthings. Her brace were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her body had betrayed her again. Her quim was dampish. I dropped my trousers and inhume my phallus in her quim. She gasped. I held her boob and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

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

It was akin to pulling on a favourite pair of slipper, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The import came soon enough, my charge melted away and then my penis exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seminal fluid. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to ingeminate the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find a room for you where I may call in from time to meter to relish a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to continue to dish up in Devonshire, will you not facilitate me ?"she asked.

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

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

"And leave your underpants off I may need to know you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast sack. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea for your fare."

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

I returned home at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat point of view and my coat on the coat come-on and then Mother approached in a blind fury,"Geoffrey what on earth have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

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

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

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not understand, Miss Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my friend. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the syndicate had problems. The the three estates went to a distant cousin when her father died, and she clearly had to accept employment in a menial role but to regale her like a mutual prostitute is insufferable."

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

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

"Very well denote the engagement in the Times, if we take care we can have a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

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

"I said it in jest female parent,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my terminal Good Book,"Mother declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does Miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at issue, she will do what is requirement,"Mother insisted.

fille 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 convenience !"

"On the adverse sir, I fell in dear 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 think I let you make up love to me ?"

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

female parent broke the silence,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an spear carrier pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

female parent continued"And you will need a nursery and if it is a missy you will need a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No clock time to waste, if it is a lady friend back in harness straight away,"Mother insisted.

It was altogether a very quiet intimacy, a simple ceremony at the enrollment office at Totnes Assises, a quiet down reception, a brief visit at Morelands and then the patter of tiny feet.

A girlfriend. 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 good air is played on an old fiddle !