I acquired my body politic estate for a very reasonable condition on my income tax return from the Americas.

7 years punishing body of work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the animation of a Country valet was at the very least deserving trying.

An estate, two thou estate, countless cows, sheep and yokels, a Village, a church several farms and a fully staffed mansion came as something of a job lot from a house of canvasser engaged in liquidating the assetts of a once copious nobleman now fallen on knockout times.

I arrived one Sept afternoon. The household was lined up for inspection, amah, groundwork men, cook, ostler. Idlers all. Not one had ever done a hard days work.

I was not affect. The pantryman was an insolent fat oaf given to buggering the under footmen, and the housekeeper the most stuck up arrogant 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 fain repast of gristle preceeded by pig slops and followed by a disgusting gooey mass which no self respecting beast would birth deigned to consume which I was advised was French people Quisine.

I went to scan but there was not one half decent book among C in the depository library. There was no hot water for a bathtub, no oil lamps merely taper, and I dreaded my bed metre as I was sure I would share my nocture with rats or worse.

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

"rich person my bed warmed,"I instructed a half hour before retiring. Miss Roger Williams the Housekeeper agreed.

Normally and one-half sensitive person would target glowing ember in the bed pan and warm up the bed thus, taking concern to ensure it did not actually entrance afire.

However Miss Williams was obviously some kind of perverted deviant for when having undressed and donned my nightshirt I opened the curtains to my four posted bed only to find two naked chambermaids therein and flying asleep.

"What in gods name !"I thundered.

"Beg pardon sir, Miss Tennessee Williams said as you might wish to be obliged with a screwing sir,"the plumper one suggested.

"Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you accept your way if we wanted to retain us jobs,"her booster retorted.

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

"Get out, I am not in the habit of threatening anyone to get ahead carnal access,"I blustered, and seeing their confusion added,"You are serving wenches not whores, when I want a whore I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool and get hold some fallen ma'am wherein to loose my seed."

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

"No I don't want a footman, nor a 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 threshold,"Sir,"she said,"Have the girls upset you ?"

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

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

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

She bridled and went shiny red.

"There is no need for revilement,"she replied.

"There damned well is when the household believe I bugger footmen for a pastime when there are no sheep usable,"I advised,"Bloody hell and tinker's dam and blast, I fear I damn near need to bang them just to confute the notion."

"I am trusted there is no motivation to do that,"she replied.

"No there isn't,"I agreed,"I'll ass you instead and have the whole home sentinel !"

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

"Don't be ridiculous !"Miss Williams snapped back."

"Well I'm not, if you wish to retain your stead your new duties include fucking me when ever and where ever I wish."I insisted.

"Don't be derisory !"Miss Sir Bernard Williams declared.

"Strip, takings of your clothes, Miss Tennessee Williams,"I insisted,"Every stitch, and little girl round up the household I wish to lay to rest the rumour that I am a humanity man, a buggeroo, or a sodomite."

She glared.

"Or collect your bunker you are dismissed without reference book, no doubt I shall find you in a Doncaster brothel if I wish to sample you in due course."I added.

"Oh very well,"she relented and to my arrant repulsion she began to unbutton her blouse.

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

Her blouse fell open and showed her mounds which were sorely constricted by her girdle. I gallantly stepped forwards and pried them free so they flopped over the tightly constricting black leather corset.

My penis reared as I felt her silky soft tit chassis in my palm tree. I pushed her skirts and underskirt down.

She wore no Pantaloon. 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 eat up my member in your slippery know maw,"I said crudely.

She did not except. My buttons were sunk and my member extracted."Please ?"she said.

I took it to mean"Please love me,"and I obliged.

I should like to say I mounted her with one western fence lizard move but to be truthful the first drive missed completely the s hurt like hell, the third was the haywire Angle and finally the fourth kind of forced an entry.

She sort of made sundry glugging noises as I pushed her against the edge of the bed. My penis was entirely rampant and nigh on 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.

champion resounded the length of my appendage as he moulded her cavern out walls to his figure and claimed her utterly and then as I took everything that was hers I held her nerve and bringing my mouth down on hers I raped her back talk with my tongue.

"How's that ?"I asked nastily,"Are you sated or shall I send for the Samuel Butler ?"

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

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

"I feel faint,"she said.

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

I helped pull her skirts clear of her ft and slipped her delicacy horseshoe 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.

missy Roger Williams was breathing heavily so I helped untie her corset and threw it aside at which power point she fell asleep.

I cuddled up to her for warmth. My fellow member nuzzled her ass fix but I thought better of it and held her round the waist cupping her breast as I too fell into a deep contented sleep.

I woke around nine of the clock. Miss Hank Williams was gone. I dressed and went to find her.

She was in the kitchen,"Miss Hiram King Williams you are neglecting your duties,"I informed her,"My cock is rampant and desires your soft cunt or warm back talk to palliate him."

"Don't be farcical,"she said but in a heartbeat I had her skirts up and the diffuse 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 edge legs astride, he slipped straight in. To be quite true I don't believe I ever poked a more willing hole.



"Bastard,"she cursed for effect but then she began to gasp in rhythm to my pound and began to make picayune yelping sounds,"Oh you bastard that feels so good Ohhhhh."she gasped and so I shot my morning bolt to an audience of footmen cooks scullery maids and chamber maids.

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

"It ‘ ent fair,"Dotty replied.

"Very well I shall suffer you this very dark !"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 cock between her lips.

"Indeed, now suck my cock arduous I wish to fuck you agin,"I commanded.

"On instant thinking perhaps Maisey would care to oblige ?"misfire Williams suggested.

"Or Dotty,"Maisey suggested.

"Or the footman,"Dotty suggested.

"No girl William Carlos Williams, kneel and worship my shaft 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 near flabby tool with the dish up material before gently kissing first the tip and then the quill to rouse me.

In a trice he was rigid again,"On the table peg astride !"I commanded and in a fuss of wench she bounded onto the table like a cleaning woman one-half her age and held her puss lips open to meet me.

"Ohhh my God Almighty,"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 end of creating new life within her until at distance we were both exhausted and only then did I let fly.

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

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

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