Captain Hirst's Virgin Bride

The room was suddenly soundless, all hinged upon the turning of a circuit board. master Cashmire watched intently as I turned over my last card. An Ace.

The colouring material drained from his face.

"But you were bluffing, the nerve on your neck"he stammered.

"Nerves my noble,"I assured him,"Just brass, you may well give had a superior hand.

"My God Cashers, you've lost it all !"Bunty Buntingthorpe exclaimed.

I looked around as Mallinson acting as server, or Croupier as the frenchies have it, pushed the Brobdingnagian pile of crisp and Cashmire's note towards me. I was not particularly excited, I just wanted to instruct the old muggins a lesson.

"trade good God Cashers,"Lord Althwaite chipped in,"You just bet your land and lost !"

"He cheated !"Cashmire protested,"His cervix !"

"Hardly cheating old boy, '' Allthwaite laughed,"Ace up the sleeve that's cheating, not flabby neck muscles."

"I demand the opportunity to win it back !"Cashmire blustered.

"Indeed, what did you wish well to wager ?"I ventured.

"Your girl, all five maybe ?"Bunty suggested.

"Yes, may daughter's accolade against the estate !"he insisted.

I concurred. He lost. Again. He fainted. I bade my friends good bye and retired to my lodgings.

Bunty roused me next day. He insisted I went to Cashmire Park forthwith to exact my prize.

I concurred. We arrived at noon. Lord Cashmire greeted us."So which one will you choose ?"

He took us to the withdrawing room.

"I am afraid in addition to losing my estate of the realm in a secret plan of Poker last evening I also wagered my daughters honour,"He explained,"I did not destine which daughter so Captain Hirst has come to choose."

"Ah, My Almighty,"We came to discuss the matter,"I explained.

"So choose,"he ordered waving his arm at a panoply of daughters.

"I am spoken for,"said the eldest,"As am I"said another. One by one they cast their eyes down. The youngest held my stare."I am not of age !"she said firmly.

"Your name ?"I asked.

"Amelia !"she replied.

"And shall you be of age three days hence when I return from India ?"I asked.

"Of course,"she snapped her oculus blazing.

"Then I shall select you my honey,"I averred,"We shall wed on my takings and make your honour, until then I shall leave the management of my estate to your able hands."

"You shall never necessitate my pureness !"she railed.

I bade them farewell. Three years hence they would have forgotten me.

We embarked for India the day after the next, and I did not generate for three long and all-fired years.

Our battle pall regiment landed at Portsmouth three years and eight calendar month to the day after departing. I had much to do. Our military officer corp decimated by the brute of the Khyber bye and the malarious infection and illnesses which abound in that god forsaken land.

I went as Captain and returned as substantive Colonel, surely to rejoin to the rank and file of John Major when the war office became aware of my field promotion.

It was Bunty who reminded me of Lord Cashmire and the estate of the realm. Bunty at my side throughout the movement, a true friend.

We went to Cashmire Park a few days after landing. Bunty professed a liking for Cashmire's endorsement youthful so we went in high spirits.

master Cashmire met us. knack and bleary eyed. He was completely befuddled. dame Cashmire had to verbalize for him.

"I should excuse for my husband Captain,"she said levelly,"But I shall not for he is a broken man."

"I am sorry to hear that,"I replied.

"Are you, it is entirely your fault !"she snapped.

"looking at, My Lady, I came to resolve the subject, I never sought to take your estates."I explained,"Just teach the lesson of the evilness of gambling."

"Well severalise that to Amelia. She is ruined and My husband is a damp man, broken Captain."she protested.

"So where shall I find Ameila ?"I enquired.

"Somewhere you shall never find her,"she told us bluntly."As soon as she knew you were home she determined that you should never take her honour."

"But where, a Monastery ? '' I queried

"No Captain, sadly not,"his Lordship said sadly,"She now resides in a bawdy star sign near Portsmouth Dockyard."

"What, what are your saying ?"I demanded.

"She would not submit to you,"Her Ladyship replied,"She intended to do away with herself but she decided not to as she wanted to see you suffer."

I sat down without being asked,"commodity god, I never meant, I mean, perhaps I would have wooed her but I would never feature taken, you know, forced.."

"wellspring you should have told her that !"Lady Cashmire insisted.

It was awful,"Where will I find her ?"I asked

"The Agamemnon, near the waterfront,"Lord Cashmire informed me,"She says she likes it very much."

I felt sick.

We made our escape. We returned to Portsmouth to seek Amelia. We knew of the Agamemnon, it was infamous, it was named after a 64 gun Man o War to attract sailors.

We found it easily. A large rather shabby construction near the naval dockyard Gates and despite the hr, not yet 5 of the clock was already filled with drunken sailors and base whores.

We went in,"Shouldn't go in there sir,"the doorman insisted,"Ain't no respect for officers in there sirs."

"I thank you but I have clientele with a Lady !"I insisted.

"Ain't no Ladies in here sirs, only Oars."he said,"But don't let me stand between thee and thee pleasure."

We entered the darkness. boater sat on benches quenching their thirst with watery beer instead of their usual lime juice and grog. Ladies if such term could be applied to base cleaning woman, raised their skirt for a few coins to show their denudate lumbus and let the men paw at their private parts.

A bawdy kiss on the lips, a smooth word and a favourable sailor would whisk a chick away up the stair to some private place of some such. Sometimes a chemical group of sailors would train a giggling wench up the stairs with them.

A wench looked up from her fellow traveller,"Oh expression, an Officer !"she laughed,"And what do you want sir ! Poke a wench up the ass like thee does thee batman I'll wager !"

"Insolent skirt, I would no more poke a batman than put my extremity in a pythons mouth,"I averred,"I seek Amelia !"

"Oh god,"she said."Oh my lord, You're that Captain aint you ?"she gasped,"She said you was malefic and ugly like a fiend and a donkey, but you ent, are you ?"

"You know her ?"I demanded, She nodded."Then take me to her !"I demanded.

"feel she went up not ten minutes since,"she said,"With some sailors."

"conduct me to her I say,"I demanded. she demurred. I gave her a silver coin, she gave it back.

"I'll display you where, '' she ordered,"Follow me, just devote me twopence for my trouble."

I did as she said. I followed her up the stairs, past times rooms where the sounds of passion resonated and reverberated through the ill fitttng doorway, along lousy stained corridors of creaking floorboards and up again to modest meaner rooms.

Our guidebook opened a room access. The small cramped room was filled with sailors. The ceiling sloped down along one face where the elbow room was set against the roof. An atomic number 26 bedstead took much of the space and a Lester Willis Young girl with blond hair's-breadth lay on the filthy stained mattress. Her scant once white smock was up around her waist and down around her waist revealing her mounds upon which two navy man were sucking while a third base had his member firmly embedded in the girls entrails, and endeavouring to hale it even further in.

I was shocked that Amelia could follow to this.

"Oops sorry, improper one !"our guide simpered.

The next room was similar. The ceiling again sloped down, an Fe bed with stained mattress near filled what had been a retainer's room and skimmer near filled the surplus space. This time the skirt was kneeling over the bed with just one Panama serving her with his member rammed firmly up her backside.

"Ohh, Sorry,"our wench said awkwardly,"Must be the side by side one."

It was not, we moved on until finally a door opened.

I stood in utter disbelief. The elbow room was the same as the others but the wench was not abed. She was between two straw hat. Her legs and arms wrapped around one lucky fissure upon whose phallus she was clearly impaled while his shipmate standing behind her clearly had his extremity ram deep into her rear end. She was laughing. Her teeth dazzling white, her golden pilus swirling, her mounds were crushed against the sailor's chest as apart from her stockings she was completely naked.

She looked at me,"Hello lavatory, are you next ?"she asked.

My knees buckled,"No, Yes,"I blustered.

"Then wait outside if you please, I have gentlemen to pleasure, and they have me to please !"She grasped the Panama Thomas More firmly and thrust against him even more forcefully, forcing him ever thick,"Give it to me,"she husked,"You know you want to."

Her eye widened as the sailor reached the compass point of sacking and as he did so she contrived to kiss him full on the back talk yet somehow she still managed to stare at me.

I stood in the doorway transfixed."I expect they will change destruction next,"my skirt said,"Shall I suckle your member to realize you nice and fuddled ready for when she's free ?"

"Ah, no I thank you,"I said sincerely for my sap was already fully risen.

"Ohhh, I see you are a big boy aren't you,"she giggled,"You'll burst your knickerbockers if you don't get rest period soon !"

"I can't understand,"I confessed. My wench closed the threshold. There was a small wooden bench. We sat together.

"See there's women and there's cleaning lady,"she explained,"Some ilk a good seeing to and some don't, some pretends to like a good seeing to but don't and some pretends not and grows bitter when they don't get enough."

"What are you blabbering about ?"I demanded.

"Well Amelia's like me, I can't get enough and nor can she,"the skirt said,"I just wish all me gentlemen was gentlemen,"she added philosophically.

We waited patiently. One of the bar men appeared, he opened Amelia's doorway."clock time's up you're wanted down stairs in number four for a peculiar,"he announced.

Amelia had pulled a gown around herself when she emerged,"You'll have to waitress, why not come and watch, you might like it,"she explained.

I followed her, the wench came as well,"I safe look after you,"she said helpfully,"You might call for some backup man !"

Amelia disappeared through a room access,"Can't go in there, come in with me to the spy hole,"my wench suggested.

I did as she said, A threshold led to a narrow darkened corridor with small spy cakehole discreetly cut into the walls."It usually costs tuppence,"she added.

The room was bare. The floor oil textile which was freshly cleaned. Seven or eight men waited there. Amelia entered. She wore one of her old dresses. she looked every inch a madam except the cleavage was so low her breasts were completely denude and the front end was cut away to show her slot and mound.

"Who's first ?"she asked.

She chose. She slipped off his bash, lowered his breeches and started to give suck his phallus, another loosened his knee pants and she grasped it with her left deal then a third loosened his and she grasped him with her right hand.

Then the early men dropped their knee pants also, not only dropped but dropped to the trading floor and kicked off. Amelia changed valet de chambre. nursling and caressing different men till all their appendage were Rock strong and then with them all clustered around she tipped them over the edge, their seed splashing her side, her eyes, her attire everywhere. Even her venter from where she scooped it up and forced it up her one-armed bandit. I felt her stare boring into me.

The men dressed, wiped themselves upon her dress and left the room.

"Did you like that St. John ?"Amelia asked as she stared at my spy fix."Did Josie relieve you while you watched ?"

"No,"I replied, my spokesperson breaking.

"Then come in and let me excuse you,"she offered.

"I just want to talk."I explained.

"I know, and you find it so much easier when you have six column inch of hearty cock up inside me,"she said knowingly,"You men are all alike."

My wench Josie helped me to slip out of the specify corridor and have my way to where Amelia waited.

She smiled, she slipped off her robe and stood before me posing provocatively,"Get your appendage out then,"she ordered,"Or do you want to foul your knee pants ?"

"I want to mouth,"I said feebly.

I stood there uselessly. My wench unbuttoned my knee breeches. My member already stiffened strained at her touch.

Amelia laughed at me."Oh my master, is that all you have."

The chick responded,"Its a courteous pecker,"she said as she stroked me.

"I didn't mean for this to come about,"I said earnestly,"I meant to woo you and if you did not respond I would."

"You didn't think beyond my falling madly in dearest with you did you ?"Amelia challenged.

"I hoped,"I replied.

"Well I decided you should not have my laurels,"she laughed,"So I sneaked away and arranged for Madame to sell my laurels to the highest bidder."

"She liked it, she liked it a lot, '' My wench added.

"I like it,"Amelia admitted,"I love the feel of a substantial member pressing and pulsating and the pleasure it affords the gentleman."She lay back and spread her legs wide before opening the lips to her womb to afford me a sentiment right into her innards,"And I know just how heroic you are to nonplus your fellow member oceanic abyss inside me, but, John,"she said."You may not, I forbid it !"and she laughed.

My bird gently stroked my member. He was already weeping some lubricator. Amelia raised herself up and cupped her breasts forming a channel.

"How would you wish to put your thingy up between my boobies and flash cream all over me ? '' she taunted.

My wench squeezed my balls. My member erupted. My love cream splattered over Amelia's leg. My bird wiped it onto her finger and in turn she wiped her fingers inside Amelia's parts.

"Hey !"Amelia protested unconvincingly, but the deed of conveyance was done.

I felt deflated.

"I wanted to woo you,"I repeated,"I never thought."

"prevaricator you wanted to dishonor me,"Amelia said,"You wanted a shy retiring virgin so she would never know how inadequate your member is."

"Oh think as you damned well like,"I muttered,"You are a base whore, and it's all my fault."Something damp fell onto my bare leg. I realised I was crying.

The doll held me near,"Its all correct sir,"she said,"Amelia is a cyprian sir, you could never have made her happy with your mild manhood."

"But had she remained chaste she would never have known,"I blustered.

"And had you not behaved so abysmally I would never have got known,"Amelia said,"Never eve have known the thrill of making a gentleman spill his come before he even mounts me, or have two member inside me at one time, or have one man after another queue to mount me."

I sobbed.

"Are you a gentleman who wishes to be humiliated ?"Amelia asked,"Who likes the cat o nine rear across his bare ass ? Some do. They pay very well. Do you sleep together I could do you a extra rate, tie you to the bed and get out you to thirst while the rats eat your toes and."

"sufficiency !"I protested. I gathered my things together and dressed, my mind shut to the continued ramblings.

"You should suffer come as soon as you docked,"Amelia insisted."Before I saw my vocation."

"I will throw your integral family in the gutter,"I snapped.

"Oh in force, mail my vernal Sister to me,"Amelia suggested, whether in jest or serious-mindedness I knew not,"But not the aged ones for they are far too ugly to attract a man, institutionalize them to the workhouse with mother and father."

"I thank you for your sound advice,"I replied.

"And don't give the staff references,"Amelia added,"If I am a whore there is no reason in the Earth they should have a superior station."

"Then I bid you good day,"I insisted, and checking my attire was correctly adjusted I took my leave.

"She will total round,"the wench said hopefully.

"She is ruined,"I answered, I proffered a gold coin,"I thank you for your kindness,"I said.

"I am always here if you need me,"she said sadly."Goodbye."

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