I acquired my country the three estates for a very reasonable retainer on my return from the Americas.

Seven years gruelling work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the life of a res publica Gentleman was at the very to the lowest degree worth trying.

An estate, two K acres, uncounted kine, sheep and yokels, a Greenwich Village, a Christian church various farms and a fully staffed mansion came as something of a job lot from a firm of solicitor engaged in liquidating the assetts of a once rich nobleman now fallen on punishing times.

I arrived one Sept afternoon. The menage was lined up for inspection, maids, invertebrate foot men, cook, groom. Idlers all. Not one had ever done a strong sidereal day work.

I was not yarn-dye. The Butler was an insolent fat oaf given to buggering the under footmen, and the housekeeper the most bind up self-important bitch that ever walked in christendom.

I regretted my purchase immediately, even before I discovered the entire East Wing was uninhabitable as the roof was rotten with dry rot and the roof leaked like a colander.

I ate a perfectly prepared meal of gristle preceeded by pig pigswill and followed by a disgusting gooey mess which no self respecting savage would have deigned to ingest which I was advised was French Quisine.

I went to read but there was not one half in good order record among C in the Library. There was no hot water for a bath, no oil lamps merely taper, and I dreaded my bed time as I was sure I would share my nocture with rotter or worse.

And indeed it was worse. The Housekeeper had severely misjudged me.

"Have my bed warmed,"I instructed a half time of day before retiring. Miss Williams the Housekeeper agreed.

Normally and half sensible soul would place glowing coals in the bed pan and warm the bed thus, taking fear to ensure it did not actually catch afire.

However Miss Hiram King Williams was obviously some kind of perverted deviant for when having undressed and donned my nightshirt I opened the mantle to my four posted bed only to bump two naked chambermaid therein and dissipated asleep.

"What in immortal public figure !"I thundered.

"Beg pardon sir, young woman Thomas Lanier Williams said as you might wish to be obliged with a fuck sir,"the plumper one suggested.

"Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you give birth your way if we wanted to keep us jobs,"her friend retorted.

"Yes like Dotty said thats justly sir."Maisey agreed.

"Get out, I am not in the substance abuse of threatening anyone to gain carnal access,"I blustered, and seeing their confusion added,"You are serving doll not whores, when I want a whore I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool and find some fallen dame wherein to unloosen my seed."

They still looked disconnected,"Don't you fancy us then sir, shall we send a footman up ?"

"No I don't want a footman, nor a James Cook nor a sheep or a dog or any early thing."I insisted.

"You celebrate like a Monk then sir ?"Dotty asked innocently.

"No,"I snapped, and I bellowed,"Miss Williams get in here now !"

She was hovering outside the door,"Sir,"she said,"Have the young lady upset you ?"

"No but you have, why tell them they had to let me fuck them to proceed their jobs ?"I demanded.

"fountainhead I don't see how else they would be persuaded to let you use them,"she opined,"You are hardly the Duke of Duke of Wellington are you ?"

"No and not bloody Bonaparte either,"I snapped,"And you're no Josephine."

She bridled and went bright red.

"There is no motive for insults,"she replied.

"There damned well is when the home believe I bugger footmen for a pastime when there are no sheep available,"I advised,"Bloody the pits and damn and blast, I fear I damn near need to fuck them just to disprove the notion."

"I am surely there is no need to do that,"she replied.

"No there isn't,"I agreed,"I'll screwing you instead and have the all family watch !"

"Ha ha ha,"Maisey and Dotty chortled,"That'll teach you miss !"

"Don't be preposterous !"Miss Ted Williams snapped back."

"well I'm not, if you wish to keep your position your new duty include fucking me when ever and where ever I wish."I insisted.

"Don't be cockeyed !"Miss Williams declared.

"airstrip, proceeds of your dress, Miss Williams,"I insisted,"Every stitch, and missy round up the home I wish to lay to rest the rumour that I am a mans man, a buggeroo, or a sodomite."

She glared.

"Or collect your traps you are dismissed without references, no dubiousness I shall retrieve you in a Doncaster sporting house if I wish to sample you in due course."I added.

"Oh very well,"she relented and to my nail horror she began to unbutton her blouse.

I was nonplussed. I merely meant to frighten off her so she would never do anything like again, but she was taking me at my word.

Her blouse fell afford and showed her cumulus which were sorely constricted by her corsets. I gallantly stepped forwards and pried them free so they flopped over the tightly constricting total darkness leather corset.

My phallus reared as I felt her silky soft tit form in my palms. I pushed her doll and underskirt down.

She wore no pantaloons. Her conch was covered in fine downy fur. Soft pink and moist as she responded to my touch.

"Undo my breechess whore, let me fuck you, let me bury my phallus in your slippery fuck pickle,"I said crudely.

She did not demur. My push button were done for and my member extracted."Please ?"she said.

I took it to stand for"Please fuck me,"and I obliged.

I should like to say I mounted her with one swift motion but to be true the commencement thrust missed completely the second gear hurt like Hades, the third base was the wrong slant and finally the fourth form of forced an entry.

She sort of made sundry glugging disturbance as I pushed her against the edge of the bed. My penis was entirely rampant and nigh on one-half as big again as sometimes. It was so long since I plugged a white woman and and indeed plugged any woman without a skin.

Sensations resounded the distance of my penis as he moulded her cavern out bulwark to his bod and claimed her utterly and then as I took everything that was hers I held her cheeks and bringing my lip down on hers I raped her oral fissure with my glossa.

"How's that ?"I asked nastily,"Are you sated or shall I institutionalise for the butler ?"

"I don't,"she said,"Care."

She cared in a import. The torrent of seed caught her unawares, she gasped and looked rampantly eyed for a moment as realisation hit her that she could now well be with child."Oh dear god."she sighed as sated I withdrew.

"I feel faint,"she said.

"Too excited I fear,"I observed,"Lie in the bed properly and rest a while."

I helped tear her skirts clear of her feet and slipped her goody shoes off and even pulled back the covers and lifted her onto the bed.

"And you lot can bugger off, shows over,"I announced and I closed the curtains.

Miss Williams was breathing heavily so I helped unlace her corset and threw it aside at which point she fell asleep.

I cuddled up to her for warmth. My penis nuzzled her ass hole but I thought upright of it and held her rung the waistline cupping her breasts as I too fell into a late contented sleep.

I woke around nine of the clock. missy Hiram King Williams was gone. I dressed and went to receive her.

She was in the kitchen,"girl Williams you are neglecting your duties,"I informed her,"My putz is rampant and desires your soft cunt or fond rim to alleviate him."

"Don't be ridiculous,"she said but in a trice I had her skirts up and the soft garden pink conch revealed once more.

"On the table madam, legs a kelter, that will suffice."I insisted.

"Oh no, it is bed or nowhere,"she insisted but my breeches were down and my member rampant, and as she obeyed and sat on the table bound legs astride, he slipped straight in. To be quite honest I don't believe I ever poked a more willing hole.



"Bastard,"she cursed for effect but then she began to pant in calendar method of birth control to my pound and began to make piffling yelping sound,"Oh you bastard that tone so salutary Ohhhhh."she gasped and so I shot my morning thunderbolt to an audience of footmen Cook scullery maids and chamber maids.

"That could have been us,"said Maisey to Dotty wistfully.

"It ‘ ent carnival,"Dotty replied.

"Very well I shall have you this very night !"I agreed.

"Ah that won't be necessary,"Miss Willams insisted,"I am quite capable of coping with his lordship's demands."And she smiled. Quite a pretty smile but one undoubtedly improved by having a shaft between her lips.

"Indeed, now suck my turncock unvoiced I wish to fuck you agin,"I commanded.

"On moment mentation perhaps Maisey would wish to oblige ?"Miss Roger Williams suggested.

"Or Dotty,"Maisey suggested.

"Or the footman,"Dotty suggested.

"No fille Williams, kneel and worship my tool I say,"I commanded again.

"And if I refuse,"she countered.

"Then you won't get fucked until after supper,"I insisted.

"Oh very well then,"she agreed and she knelt before me and gently cleaned my dear flaccid shaft with the mantrap textile before gently kissing first the tip and then the shaft to rouse me.

In a instant he was unbending again,"On the table legs astride !"I commanded and in a bustle of wench she bounded onto the tabular array like a woman half her age and held her slit back talk open to get me.

"Ohhh my lord,"she cooed as |I pleasured myself thrusting against her.

"Are you barren ?"I queried.

"No,"she said.

"No matter,"I replied and I set myself the destination of creating new life story within her until at length we were both exhausted and only then did I let fly.

"I'm going back to bed,"I announced.

fille Williams followed,"Where are you going ?"I queried.

"Why, to warm your bed of course,"and she smiled .