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I was minding my own concern in my club, on the upper floor you understand, the one reserved for gentlemen. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the evening newspaper publisher. Whiling away the time until supper, It was the class the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairs and oak venire, the smell of tobacco heavy on the air, talking of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the tabular array as our stewardess catered to our every need.

Milly, molly, Moira, Melissa, Mary, their name all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to control their charms were always displayed. Neatly corseted waists with their chest upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight sinister jackets with ash gray buttons cut to slip under their pouting mammaries. The domain below their shank entirely bare but for the mag tape holding their stockings. Their gentle downy Pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

Gold tit and clitoris rings twinkled in the firelight. angle net stocking with seams arrow straight set off blench elegant thighs and sura while their multicolored toe nails peeped from elegant high-pitched heeled shoe. Neat little cony tails attached to little plugs pressed firmly up their compressed keister and all set off by jaunty little chapeau with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with precious stone. And all ready to perform each and any service we may require.

The flotsam and jetsom of the gutters attired like princesses.

Their service were provided all inclusive to the rank of the speed trading floor of the club. backtalk, back musical passage and uterus alike available to any extremity's member and all bar mouth useable to a members finger or tongue though of course shows of warmheartedness such as kissing upon the mouth were not allowed

They worked in relay, obviously Milly mollie et al were not their existent name calling, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A crooked finger, a gesture and they would stroll across and if indicated would straddle us and simply sink down upon our members. Or lactate a wilted snake in the grass to rigidity, or bring an ice moth-eaten beer or liqueuras our whim dictated..

Sometimes they got it wrong, one elderly gentleman admitting,"Ye immortal I only wanted a Whisky,"as Malia extracted his member from his fly and began to suck.

But enough backcloth contingent, back to this most item evening.


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

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"penury another damned fool to play batting order,"he said drunkenly.

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

The game was poker, Club rules, Aces 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 girls were instructed to do while idling. Her bared breasts with aureate rings swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own speech rhythm as she quietly drifted into a populace of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"teddy's in a daub of bother,"Simmonds gloated.

"Bet his damned mansion and lost !"Carter laughed.

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a damned household,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a bugger really."

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

"Absolutely, rotting pile,"he agreed.

"So sacrifice it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easily old chum, Club rules."Simmonds pointed out,"indigence exterior player to win it then Teddy can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a bloody fool chemise,"I said, as looked at the broken carapace of a man that fifty years of idleness imbibition and gaming had created."Deal me in."

chemise, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Lord GlenAvon and various early statute title was respective societal year above my lowly place yet many grand of guineas poorer.

I may birth been brought up as the local rector's son but t'was well known I was the lord of the Manor's bastard and had his cunning and business acumen. As well as a natural endowment for cards.

I looked at my cards.

"I'll bet two shillings,"Clearwater said throwing teddy bear's short letter for the household on the table.

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

I took the note.

"Thank God !"chemise sighed.

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

shimmy looked aghast,"I have none."

"Three unmarried daughters,"Simmonds laughed.

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

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

"fountainhead sir I am a son of a bitch by nascency, 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 have it off a smile into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall betray to Madame to defray my expenses,"I explained.

"number my daughter into a fancy woman. Never !"Teddy protested.

"Well I shall allow ten days to vacate the house."I offered.

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

"No chemise needs a lesson,"I insisted,"I'll exchange my star sign 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 electric chair a job well done and a object lesson learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"teddy bear rigged you,"he confided,"That daughter, 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 leap of Mytilene, and I truly believe far from paying for her spell you would suffer to pay any self respecting chap to bonk her,"

"I just wanted to learn the old mark a moral, '' I explained,"If this so telephone girl is indeed nineteen summertime gone then I'll just let the matter quietly dip, have a few Whiskeys and forget it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the redoubtable young lady Hilary.

She came to my house at noon, I was still in my pj's working at my desk.

Mary my maid came to seek me,"There's some fair sex downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Mary suggested and the aforementioned Hilary outburst 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 whore as one could reasonably get in a female. I would imprecate she was novel from forking the muck from the horse stalls. Her hair was a muss where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a filthy brownness coat and skin tight riding britches. Her facial expression screwed with anger and hatred.

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

"What !"she snapped.

"A whore to be available to any man who desires her,"I insisted."That was our accord. Though desirous valet may be scarce as your physiognomy would frighten away a whole tribe of Zulus let alone a shy genteel gentleman."

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

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

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

"ma'am a yard guineas would not induce me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"Good, we are agreed,"she agreed.

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

She went to strike me. I caught her wrist an inch no more from her raking my facial expression with her retentive filthy finger nails.

She stank of knight, a strangely earthy smell which raised question in my loins.

"You madam involve taming,"I insisted.

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

I thought a minute before I replied."Disrobe this instant or assure your don to vacate my sign of the zodiac 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 impenetrable coat.

I hung it on the back of a president for her as she tentatively undid one of the buttons 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 pitcher were much constricted. It caught my attending. My fellow member stirred again.

"Quite delightful allow me,"I said softly as I helped to dislodge her cumulation and cupped them in my hands,"It must be such a stand-in for them to escape their bonds."

"No !"she said spacious eyed but I knew in that instant that she was ripe for the taking. Her teats stiffened and extended.

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

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

"vacillation as spare as the birds. And their snatch, undefended at all fourth dimension or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing whisper."Available to all."

"Do not piddle away with me !"she said.

The Virgin my amah looked on disapprovingly, she was no beauty, well past child bearing age but she had a pleasant enough ass to have it away when zippo else was offered.

"Shears Virgin Mary, let us shin the rabbit."Mary obediently fetched the orotund scissors or small shears from the draftsman in the side table.

I made an incision into the leg covering half way up Hilary's thigh and started to cut away the coverings. She near froze in fear. A single cut up one leg round the genital organ and down the early. Then a undivided curving cut upwards towards the waist and back down revealing her underwear as the flap of fabric fell away.
3 to a greater extent snips from the razor sharp blade and the underthings came away and revealed a mass of hairy moist gyre and beneath a hairy moistened cunt. My member showed a distinct interest and he uncurled uncomfortably within the constriction of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will screw you after all."I declared."Mary loosen my knock and abject my knee breeches if you please."

Mary reluctantly lowered my knee pants and underthings allowing my extremity to stiffen and square away as I pushed Hilary against the table.

"Guide my appendage in Mary if you please."I requested.

"It ent bazaar, 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 rigidifying member towards Hilary's pouting quim.

"Later,"I suggested as my appendage gently parted Hilary's pouting cunt lips.

"No !"she said but he torso said"Yes yes yes,"such was her motivation for peter and turncock juice.

I felt no resistance from her hymen, but there were streaks of red afterward so I presume she had been Virgo the Virgin intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly average extend though at an unexpected sentence of day, finishing with a flourish or at to the lowest degree nine good spurts of honest low Max Born peter 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 consume to use the rolling pin,"I suggested,"But this meter wash it before rolling out the pastry."

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

"Or perhaps you could have this whore learn how to use her clenched fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to reality, her body may cause swum with excitement but now she faced reality, instead of love she had been fucked as a flip time. I had no more desire for her to miss my offspring than I had to trip the light fantastic the Viennese waltz stark naked at the gates to Buckingham Palace while they changed the guard duty. 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 hour 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 monumental teats and rhythmically pressed her fist into Marys voluminous snatch. Mary only ever wore a wide-eyed duster and she too was near raw as her smock was largely around her neck.

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

Brabbinger my stableboy coughed. He had been watching from the dark."The young lady's buck sir ?"he queried.

"She's no Lady, she's a substructure tart,"I replied as I watched Hilary pleasuring Mary,"Shall you take a lagger ?"

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

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

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

Images raced through my mind,"Quite so."I agreed,"Feed and water the horse would you, no send word to my club, have a consistent sent and a comforter, take the working girl's horse."I laughed at my own lapsing into poetry,"whore's buck"indeed.

There is only a finite time one can catch womanhood pleasuring each early especially unattractive ones, so after no more than seven minutes, twelve at the outside, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the one-half time of day with fille Middleton, one of Madame's dressers, a weasel faced flat chested hag of around 30 five summertime and XXX thousand men, a street harlot with agile finger's breadth an eye for beauty and a talent for fitting girdle, stockings shoes and hindquarters plugs as well as the creative person touch which with rouge and powder turns the sluggish scullery maid or fattest cook into an object of desire.

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

"Less of your impertinence, bend over I wish to fuck you,"I averred.

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

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

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two column inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Middleton opined as she withdrew her fingers and wiped them on a cloth,"Twenty three inch waistline, its like making a silk wedding dress out of a pig it ass,"she said sadly.

"Have some decorousness charwoman !"I snapped.

"wellspring you ain't no gentleman are you ?"she challenged.

I gave up and walked off.

An hour later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me intimately,"she said.

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

My stableboy was lurking in the shadows as always. Feasting his oculus on Hilary's now ringed clit and shaved pubes now framed by stocking tape and her ringed teats now upthrust by a squiffy black corset.

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

He strode up to the girl and raised his dust coat revealing curtly fat hairy stage and a hanker fat hairy prong, I'll stake there was more whisker on his balls than on a Rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his accord that she looked desirable butbhe obviously decided to misunderstand me and to try her appeal instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a trice was Hilary pushed against the discipline table and he sank his prong within her diffused moist quim. His hirsute ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his monster forcibly into her womb.

She barely protested. Her share were aroused by the doughnut and the potions applied to her entrails by Middleton's nimble fingers.

"Oh my lord !"she wailed,"I am in heaven !"

Now to be quite honest there is lilliputian as dis spiriting as finding one's servant has a prong unquestionably superior to one's own both in duration and girth and energy, and I turned on my bounder and strode away after no More than ten minutes at the outside.

The way he kneaded her breasts and crushed her lips with his back talk was quite repugnant, while the way she raked his backbone with her nails was quite uncalled for and the grunts and protestations of love was such to make me nauseous.

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

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

I sat a spell and returned to retrieve Hilary attired in a cloak. which hid her portion. I saw she walked awkwardly.

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

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

"Show me."I insisted.

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

"display the valet,"Middleton insisted.

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

"open air her up I wish to try out her,"I ordered.

"Not now after I perfumed and plugged her and everything,"Middleton argued."You had every opportunity sir and if you desire you can bang her to your eye depicted object this eve but for now I must turn in her to Madame before my peculiar gentleman arrives."

"Special man ?"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 Club later, after fending off Cooks'suggestion that her ass was as tight as anyone's puss, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner clock time I was gorging myself on table salt pork barrel and onions washed down by some of the all right wines from the Antipodes.

Hilary was nowhere to be seen when I arrived. It seemed she had become something of a famous person and every valet 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 drinkable gave me an evil notion which I proceeded to put in train.

"Teddy won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"pauperization a third for a troika, new whore needs breaking in don't cha know."


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

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into genus Melissa, a smart red Lucille Ball gag now flilled her sassing, a clear sign of what we called a bellower. A whore who could not keep herself vocalising her enjoyment.

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

shimmy was about to start on his apple pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

He barely showed any interest but ordered."capital letter, just range me wench and let me ease your quim while I eat my pud there's a dear."He unbuttoned his breeches and extracted his rather woebegone tired and uninterested cock from therein.

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

It reared like an Amerindian language ophidian beguiler's ophidian, a veritable Python. Spearing upwardly towards her entrails. It seemed quite bizarre. Teddy about to fuck his own girl unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his cock between the mouth of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a contented suspiration and a slim dribble from her ball gag. Then she began to hump greedily.

shift laughed,"Bally gamekeeper, spitting range of a function of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me daughter, should have fucked her eld ago."

I shook my top dog, I had been bamboozled again."Going to wax on ?"teddy bear asked,"Take the shopkeeper's, three way and all that ?"

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

I cursed, far from teaching slip a deterrent example I had learned one myself. I rued my discomposure and made my way homeward.

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 Old sister. A weasel faced, wasp waisted spinster completely devoid of female person process or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly time of day when no gentleman's gentleman or ma'am should be abroad and demanded to see me.

Cook relayed the information that she was downstairs. I looked at my lookout."Ye gods its sole 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 make out without,"I answered,"I shall come down straightway."

"Better put thee britches on first-class honours degree,"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 nighttime hat.

"And what brings you here ?"I asked.

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

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

"Oh yes,"she replied,"You surpass my sorry expectations by some considerable margin."

"rich person you merely come to insult me or had you some other purpose in mind ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my father, prostitute my babe and ruin my fortune of making a good marriage."

"You certainly have a bluntness of spoken language 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 believe the John Constable will believe my tale when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to violate me."

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

I grasped the shoulder of her dress and it ripped right down the front, I ripped aside the bindings of her mounds freeing them,"Remind me, did I enthrall you or merely endeavour to ?"

"I care not, induce me an whirl or I go to the magistrate !"she snapped

"Twenty bob for your honour !"I offered.

"I meant spousal relationship,"she said,"Dear god are you really this poor fish ?"

"Stupid yes desperate no,"I confirmed,"Though your pap are most enticing 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 phallus was pressing my nightshirt out like a tent pole.

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

"He fucks me ass mostly,"James Cook interjected.

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

"Hilary said it was flyspeck,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks grievous !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can designate the magistrate your torn clothes and a good creaming within your parts."

"Very well, where is the bedchamber ?"she asked.

"Here on the trading floor !"I insisted.

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

"Oh very well,"I sighed in exasperation and I swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs.

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

Her tight Virgin cunt gripped my member."Make passion to me !"she pleaded.

"This madam is merely a childlike fuck,"I explained as I started to have it off her,"Though I own a very agreeable one."

"Oh that makes me feel so nice,"she said and she smiled.

"Really ?"I queried,"Usually women ask if I have finished yet, or piddle 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 a good deal and suddenly a swell torrent of seeded player shot from my loins and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my member shrank and them rolled onto my back."Do your worst,"I said and drifted into a contented sleep.
"Take it in your script like thus,"I heard James Cook saying as someone gripped my cock in their paw,"He ent much of a cocksman, one spurt admiration,"Cook opined,"Still a bit of a sucking will probably rouse him."

"What's up ?"I said.

"Damned Constable thinks I'm my sis and that I'm a whore,"young woman Latchmere explained.

"So you are trying conquest ?"I queried.

"In a word, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced unconditional chested spinster, why should I consider note of you ?"I asked.

She thought a moment"Because my firstborn boy fry shall inherit sire's title, should you not like your son to be the Earl Latchmere, the 5th baron Latchmere ?"

"And ?"I queried.

She thought a moment."My sister is a sporting lady and she can drop dead on all way of whorish put-on to keep you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"goodness stop,"I agreed,"On your back I wish to fuck you again."


To be continued.

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