It was another dreary unsympathetic day. I stood quietly by the sitting room door in my smart butler's undifferentiated black coating, and hoar vest and blacken trouser with a single stripe awaiting instruction.

My employer, or at least, my employer's mother the dowager Lady H, was her common unsympathetic self.

The Dowager or Lady Margaret. She must feature been in her XL though she would have passed for sixty with ease in her dowdy black widows attire. She was still in mourning for her late husband who had departed this mortal scroll some two yr since. A happy release the staff surmised. Not that he was ill, merely hen pecked.

She read the finis of her letter of the alphabet. She sighed in resignation and she turned on me once more.

"Hanson, state me,"she said in her superior phonation,"What do you do for amusement on your day off."

"I see my female parent and sister, Madam."I replied.

"You don't have some little womanhood shroud away then ?"she probed.

I was thoroughly fed up with being a butler. Ten days I served in the Devon and somersaulting Yeomanry rising to colour police sergeant. Yet when the peace came a butler was the sole berth I could secure.

"No Madam."I replied.

"A boy then,"she taunted mischievously,"I knew it, a sod !"

"No Madam."I insisted.

She liked humiliating me. I looked at her though carefully so not as to establish eye contact.

"Oh you are !"she clapped her hands delightedly.

I had had sufficiency of her. I resolved to submit forthwith.

"No Madam, after my family visit I go to the brothel in Horton which his Lordship frequented,"I lied."Therein I engage his lordship's favourite whore. I have her wearing apparel all in shameful as his lordship did. Then I beat her with a horse lash like his lordship did shouting, ‘ Take that Margaret you bitch ! before throwing her upon the bed and fucking her up her backside."

"Ah ha, I knew you were a sodomite, it is in the eyes !"she said delightedly."You're fabrication of track. He fornicated with every buxom wench he could lay paw on, but pay. You must be joking."

"Exaggerating slightly, perhaps Madam."I admitted.

"So Hanson, are you saying you would like to thrash me with a knight whiplash and sodomise me ?"she asked.

"That would be illegal Madam."I explained.

"Would you like to whip me with a horse whiplash ?"she asked.

"Indeed, I think I should enjoy that very much,"I confessed.

"Oh !"she squealed delightedly,"What fun ! ah that will be all Hanson. Thank you."

I expected to be dismissed on the stain but she was actually laughing.

His Lordship and his young wife lady Jane returned in clock time for dinner so I had to be on duty in the dining room.

They ate the gilded meal with all the decorum of pigs at a manger, and drank the fine vino as if it were lemon cordial.

"I say,"Lady Margaret, the Dowager, suddenly announced after rather too very much Daniel Chester French wine,"It would appear that Hanson here has a passion for whipping miserable unsuspecting wenches with a horse cavalry whip."

"Has he been abusing the servant ?"Creator H enquired.

"No,"she replied,"But a honest source tells me he likes to have some common slattern clothes in mourning blacken and then he whips and sodomises them."

"Good God mother, in Shirley Temple ?"Lord H laughed,"Perhaps you have an friend ! What say you Hanson ?"

"I should thrash her within an snow leopard of her life story given a half luck my lord,"I explained.

"Capital, capital !"God Almighty H laughed,"Oh you are a comedian Hanson and no mistake. Thrash mummy. She would eat you for breakfast !"

"Indeed My Lord,"I agreed and I blushed crimson.

"Time for the Port I think,"Almighty H laughed,"Well, well, well, what a mentation Mama sawbuck whipped by the servants !"

"Geoffrey, please !"Lady Jane chided. poor Lady Jane. Barely twenty two. Married two old age and still childless. Cook said it was because Lord H was impotent though how she knew was unclear.

The repast finished and the family retired. I took my supper with James Cook and the maids downstairs.

I went to bed confused. I had expected to be dismissed instantly for insubordination.I could not comprehend the Dowager's reaction.

N returned for a few days until both noble H and Lady Jane went hunting.

I was in the kitchen when the Dowager's chamber Alexander Bell rang. Bessie the maid went at once but returned quickly."The Dowager wants Mr Hanson,"she announced.

I went at once,"Yes madam ?"I ventured as I entered her room after knocking politely.

"Come in close the door, there is a draught,"she ordered."I have something for you."

She handed me a saucy leather bound face, unusually long and lose weight."Open it then."she ordered.

I opened the case. It contained a somewhat used cavalry whip.

"Is that what you wanted ?"she asked.

"Only in my aspiration,"I admitted.

"Oh well, my mistake,"she said."Bolt the door and leave out your trousers."

"madam ?"replied uncertainly.

"bolt the room access and degenerate your trousers I shall not tell you again,"she repeated.

"Yes Madam, certainly gentlewoman,"I replied and I slid the threshold bolt along and returned to stand before her as she sat on the bed fully dressed I might add.

"Trousers down Hanson,"she ordered,"I need to visit your equipment."

"Yes Madam."I replied again and duly undo my belt and let my trousers slide to the floor.

"And underpants,"she added.

"Yes lady,"I agreed. I had a job. My penis like a encamp pole, making a tent of my underpants.

Carefully I eased them down.

"Very promising,"she said admiringly,"Standing to attention already, my H needed a horseback riding craw up his can before he showed any inclination at all."

"gentlewoman,"I agreed. She reached out and touched my cock. She gripped the shaft of light and then rubbed a finger over the eye at the top where a beadwork of pre cum glistened.

She licked that finger,"Not bad,"she agreed,"You will do."

She lay back across the broad double bed. She pulled up her annulus and I saw she wore no underclothes what so ever. Just a suspender rap and stockings. Her quim was entirely exposed. Freshly shaven and probably perfumed."screw me Hanson, gain your earnings for once,"she ordered.

"Of line Madam,"I replied and I swiftly undid my black patent leather indoor skid and pulled my trousers underpants and socks off to stand before her.
"I do so like a man who takes his socks off,"she laughed as she lay with her human knee raised and parted,"Such retainer. Now fuck me you brute !"

I advanced towards her, I guided my penis towards her and the first contact I made was my pecker to her quim. It was voiced, damp, hot, yielding. My member glided in like a knife through hot butter.

It was so long since I utmost had a woman. My member revelled in his exercise. Pleasant sensations raced through my consciousness. She moaned. I kissed her.

"No cuddling,"she said,"No undue familiarity."

"Sorry dame,"I apologised,"Shall I fuck you tenderly or shall I use you like a bawd ?"

"Use your discretion Hanson,"she suggested,"After all that is what Butlers are supposed to do."

"Thank you gentlewoman,"I said."In that vitrine assume that you bitch,"I said and I slammed into her.

"Not quite what I had in idea,"she laughed,"I would choose less talking and more effort."

No kissing, no talking, it was like using an army bordello again except I did not stimulate my army issue prophylactic sheath.

Suddenly the Passion of Christ built to a crescendo, the volcano was about to break out,"madam,"I said urgently,"I think I had better."

But she grasped my bottom,"Yes !"she said,"Release fill me, flood me take a leak me palpate like a woman again."

I had no solvent the floodgates were well and truly undefended and my stopcock was pumping like a fire hose.

I stilled."You will do,"she said abruptly,"rachis to your duties."

She wriggled out from under me, walked to the door, slid back the bolt of lightning and strode away down the corridor.

I scrabbled to get dressed and hurried downstairs.

She was in the kitchen,"Oh do travel rapidly up Bessie,"she complained.

"gentlewoman ?"I queried.

"Go away Hanson you have done enough,"she chided."Fetch a warm up towel and wipe me girl."

madam Margaret sat with her skirt raised and genu spread waiting for the maid to pass over her quim and thighs,"I am afraid Hanson was more potent than I imagined."

"rich person you been fucking the butler Madam,"Bessie gasped.

"No you stupid female child, he has been fucking me,"she snapped. I could scarce believe her directness and lack of decorum.

Poor Bessie blushed crimson."Oh !"she replied in scandalise surprise.

"Has he not been fucking you girl ?"she asked.

"No Madam, I am a good girl !"Bessie insisted.

"A very goosy girl more likely,"lady H insisted."Anyway back to the kitchen your work is done here."

She saw me standing there watching."Have to observe the take down orders in their topographic point or lord knows what would happen,"she explained.

For the difference of the day and the next day gentlewoman Margaret was her common disagreeable self but then Godhead H went to London alone and arranged to spend the night at his club.

Lady Margaret was in a playful mood, uncharacteristically charming, especially at dinner.

The two lady took an ahead of time supper and on their retiring to bed I took my supper downstairs.

But the toll soon summoned Bessie to the Dowager's sleeping room and then Bessie returned with the message that I was required.

I knocked politely."Come in,"peeress Margaret ordered."thunderbolt the door there's a good chap."

I did as she asked, and found to my amazement dame Jane sitting upon the stool at Lady Margaret's dressing table.

gentlewoman Margaret wasted no time"Ah Hanson, I do believe we are in motive of your special dimension. My son being a somewhat feeble and sickly mortal has thus far singularly failed to provide dearly Jane with offspring. It has been remarked upon and causes some embarrassment within society."

"Indeed Madam ?"I replied.

"So Hanson, do you see a solution to this impasse ?"she asked.

"Not immediately lady,"I admitted.

"well I do,"Lady Margaret explained,"I did a brief test to lay down Hanson's authority Jane and he is quite adequate in that regard."

"You make him sound like a prize Taurus the Bull,"gentlewoman Jane teased.

"Bronze prize perhaps,"she suggested."But more a entire to the kinsfolk's brood mare."

"Oh so am I no more than a brood mare ?"Lady Jane asked.

"Rather lupus erythematosus I fear,"Lady Margaret admitted,"But Hanson has unswerving haunches, good lungs, undecomposed temperament and a saucy head and has feature of speech not dissimilar to my son's so I believe he will realize a admirable stallion."

"Do I have any say in this lady,"I enquired.

"No you do not, your labor is to prang up my daughter in law,"gentlewoman Margaret insisted,"Surely you have no remonstrance ?"

I looked at gentlewoman Jane, a visual sensation of lovliness as she looked at me and looked away embarrassed.

"Er, well she does await a niggling young and vulnerable ?"I suggested.

"Good lord, she's been married for two age and fucked lord knows how many times."Lady Margaret snapped.

"XXX seven,"madam Jane confirmed.

"Hanson would have exceeded that in a two weeks,"Lady Margaret sighed,"My son is a terrible disappointment Hanson, his father was a tedious bore but he could be persuaded to perform. I do confess I am at my wits end over this son and heir business."

"Then I shall do my responsibility Madam,"I agreed.

"No tenderness, no consideration, no love, simply instill her like a bull serving his cow,"Lady Margaret insisted,"I shall of course supervise."

"Are you content with this My Lady ?"I enquired of peeress Jane.

"If you are Hanson,"she agreed.

"It will be my joy Madam,"I confessed as I looked at her, all sweet and voiced and vulnerable and ripe for fucking.

"On the bed please Jane, scatter your leg so Hanson may impregnate you."Lady Margaret ordered,"trouser off Hanson."

I responded with alacrity, I shed my shoes and trousers, socks and underpants and my jacket and would have been naked but for Lady Margaret's cry to abstain."plenty !"she cried.

peeress Jane was lying on the bed, her knees parted and raised her underthings removed and her quim clearly displayed.

I stared,"To your tariff Hanson,"Lady Margaret urged.

I climbed onto the bed, my member now fully erect, rampant indeed. The Lady Margaret grasped my phallus from behind me, reaching through my stage and aiming it at the untried char's quim.

My member brushed her quim but it was unyielding, the piteous girlfriend was not in the to the lowest degree sex, and no wonder.

"A moment My Lady,"I requested and I raised myself up and slid down the bed.

I kissed her inner second joint, she gasped and so I slowly edged my kisses up towards her quim,"Ohhhh !"she gasped,"H has never done that !"

I kissed her mound and then parted her lower lips with my fingers and ran my tongue around the moist groove between.

"Ohhhhh Hanson !"Lady Jane gasped.

She was ready so I swiftly slid up the bed again and Lady Margaret guided my member into Jane's now hot and willing quim.

"Oh Hanson, that is Jehovah, kiss me !"she pleaded.

"No familiarity !"dame Margaret insisted.

I kissed Jane's neck.

"No, desist I say !"Lady Margaret repeated.

"Oh that feels so good !"Jane cooed,"William Tell me you love me !"

"still my angel,"I said quietly and I silenced her with a kiss on her lips.

"No, I forbid it. Absolutely. Desist I say !"madam Margaret demanded and she grabbed the horse whip from its leather leap compositor's case and slashed me across the buttocks.

I flinched.

"Oh yessss !"gentlewoman Jane gasped as I thrust even more firmly.

"Oh just be done !"peeress Margaret insisted in resignation,"Just be done."

Jane was smiling up at me, her eyes shining,"Ohhh that is sooo overnice,"she sighed,"You must generate Patrick Henry some lessons !"

"Don't be pathetic !"lady Margaret snapped,"Oh finishing can't you !"

"Yes brothel keeper,"I agreed for my Ball were churning and a upstanding jet of cum erupted from my calamus making Jane pant as the gush of semen surged into her vagina.

"Oh gosh Hanson,"Jane gasped,"You are so passionate !"

"Far too passionate, too passionate by half,"Lady Margaret retorted,"I told you no tenderness !"

"gentlewoman is simply jealous,"I explained.

"Don't be so impertinent !"Lady Margaret snapped though she blushed crimson as she said it,"And put your trouser on you will fright the retainer !"

"Certainly Madam,"I replied sarcastically as I proceeded to line up my pant and shoes.

I dressed and left the peeress as I returned to the downstairs.

"You been fucking the old bitch again ?"Bessie asked.

"No, the young one,"I said,"The old bitch sort of oversee !"

"Oh,"Bessie sighed,"That's why you got lipstick on your cheek."

I looked in the mirror and wiped it away.

The bedroom chime rang,"Oh hoot and blast,"Bessie sighed,"Now what !"

She went away and returned a few transactions later,"They wants tea and biscuits in the sleeping room !"she snapped."That Miss Jane has a grin like a Cheshire cat, what the perdition you done to her Hanson ?"

"Ah well come to my room later and I'll appearance you !"I laughed.

As it happened I spent the entire Nox alone, no peeress, no Bessie.

The next forenoon dame Margaret was perhaps even more obnoxious than common. She belittled and tormented me incessantly,"I do believe you have missed your vocation as a gigolo Mr Hanson !"she taunted me after tiffin as I followed her along the upstair corridor.

I lifted her skirt and tucked my ovolo in the waistband of her pantaloons and pulled them to her knees.

"Mr. Hanson !"she gasped.

"dame ?"I queried as I thrust my hand between her thigh and rubbed my thumb against her quim.

"Mister Hanson please !"she protested but it was a hollow protest. She let her underthings fall and stepped decorously out of them,"picking them up !"she ordered.

"In due course madam,"I replied and I put my free arm around her and pulled her to me as I kissed her neck.

"occlusion !"she hissed, as I caressed her left breast. Her nipple stirred.

"You were green-eyed when I kissed madam Jane,"I whispered,"You want to be loved."

"fountainhead certainly not by you,"she replied crossly. Her body had other idea. Her rapidly thawing quim was moistening and my thumb edged slowly deep down her.

"Here in the corridor or in your bed room, you choose,"I invited.

"Bedroom !"she whispered,"Be quiet."

We shuffled towards her bedroom with my ovolo still inside her. She opened the doorway, I closed and bolted it.

"Hanson, what has come over you ?"she hissed.

"I don't really live,"I explained,"But you do seem a much nicer person when you have been fucked !"

"Typical !"she sighed,"But I do miss having a man around,"and she knelt down and leaned over the end of the bed,"No indecorum remember."

"Really ?"I queried and I kissed her neck.

"Absolutely,"she insisted,"Don't pretend Hanson, you have no more compliments for me than I do for you."

"No madam,"I agreed as I worked my pollex around inside her and released my belt and dropped my trouser with the other.

My member sprang free, sozzled and rampant and I eased it slowly into her now moist vagina. As soon as I was fully sheathed I began to unwrap her bosoms,"Hanson please !"she protested but soon her mammaries filled my hands as I fucked her rhythmically from behind.

"Oh Hanson, that feels so good !"she gasped.

"Not an unpleasant way to while away an afternoon,"I agreed,"And now, if Madam is gear up I feel it is metre to blurt !"

I shot my load inside her. A 12 spurts may be more, each debile than the one before until I was drained.

"Thank you Hanson, that was most agreeable,"she conceded as we separated a few minute later,"But really you can not just pull my underwear down on a whim."

"Then don't wear underwear Madam,"I suggested quite reasonably.

"That is quite enough, don't be so fresh !"she said but she smiled .