It was another dismal disagreeable day. I stood quietly by the sitting room threshold in my smart Butler's uniform dim coat, and gray waistcoat and dim trousers with a single streak awaiting instruction.

My employer, or at least, my employer's mother the dowager Lady H, was her usual disagreeable ego.

The Dowager or noblewoman Margaret. She must accept been in her forties though she would have passed for sixty with informality in her dowdy black widows attire. She was still in mourning for her belatedly married man who had departed this somebody coil some two year since. A happy release the staff surmised. Not that he was ill, merely hen pecked.

She read the hold up of her letter. She sighed in surrender and she turned on me once more.

"Hanson, tell me,"she said in her Superior spokesperson,"What do you do for amusement on your day off."

"I see my mother and babe, Madam."I replied.

"You don't have some little woman hidden away then ?"she probed.

I was thoroughly fed up with being a pantryman. Ten years I served in the Devon and Somerset Yeomanry rising to discolor serjeant-at-law. Yet when the repose came a butler was the exclusively billet I could secure.

"No Madam."I replied.

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

"No Madam."I insisted.

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

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

I had had enough of her. I resolved to resign forthwith.

"No Madam, after my plate sojourn I go to the brothel in Horton which his Lordship frequented,"I lied."Therein I engage his lordship's favourite lady of pleasure. I have her clothes all in black as his lordship did. Then I beat her with a horse cavalry whip like his lordship did cheering, ‘ 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 optic !"she said delightedly."You're prevarication of course of instruction. 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 thresh about me with a horse cavalry party whip and sodomise me ?"she asked.

"That would be illegal Madam."I explained.

"Would you like to rack up me with a horse lash ?"she asked.

"Indeed, I think I should enjoy that very a lot,"I confessed.

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

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

His lordship and his Whitney Young married woman Lady Jane returned in meter for dinner so I had to be on duty in the dining room.

They ate the gilded repast with all the decorum of pig at a trough, and drank the fine vino as if it were lemon cordial.

"I say,"Lady Margaret, the Dowager, suddenly announced after rather too a good deal french wine,"It would seem that Hanson here has a passion for whipping poor unsuspicious dame with a cavalry whip."

"Has he been abusing the servants ?"Lord H enquired.

"No,"she replied,"But a dependable source Tell me he likes to birth some unwashed trollop dress in mourning shameful and then he whips and sodomises them."

"commodity God mother, in Black ?"Lord H laughed,"Perhaps you have an admirer ! What say you Hanson ?"

"I should thrash her within an ounce of her aliveness given a half fortune my nobleman,"I explained.

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

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

"Time for the Port I think,"Lord H laughed,"wellspring, well, well, what a opinion Mama horse cavalry whipped by the servants !"

"Geoffrey, please !"Lady Jane chided. poor people peeress Jane. Barely twenty two. Married two years and still childless. Captain Cook said it was because overlord H was impotent though how she knew was unclear.

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

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

Normality returned for a few twenty-four hours until both Lord H and Lady Jane went hunting.

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

I went at once,"Yes ma'am ?"I ventured as I entered her way after knocking politely.

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

She handed me a smart leather bound showcase, unusually long and thin."Open it then."she ordered.

I opened the slip. It contained a somewhat used horse whip.

"Is that what you wanted ?"she asked.

"Only in my pipe dream,"I admitted.

"Oh well, my mistake,"she said."deadbolt the doorway and drop your trousers."

"Madam ?"replied uncertainly.

"thunderbolt the door and flatten your trousers I shall not tell you again,"she repeated.

"Yes brothel keeper, certainly lady,"I replied and I slid the door bolt along and returned to put up before her as she sat on the bed fully dressed I might add.

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

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

"And underpants,"she added.

"Yes Madam,"I agreed. I had a problem. My member like a tent celestial pole, making a tent of my underpants.

Carefully I eased them down.

"Very promising,"she said admiringly,"Standing to attention already, my henry needed a riding crop up his backside before he showed any tendency at all."

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

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

She lay back across the wide double bed. She pulled up her skirt and I saw she wore no underclothes what so ever. Just a suspender whang and stockings. Her quim was entirely exposed. Freshly shaven and probably perfumed."Fuck me Hanson, clear your pay for once,"she ordered.

"Of course gentlewoman,"I replied and I swiftly loosen my blackened letters patent leather indoor shoes and pulled my trousers underpants and wind cone off to stand before her.
"I do so like a man who takes his wind sock off,"she laughed as she lay with her stifle raised and parted,"Such thoughtfulness. Now fuck me you brute !"

I advanced towards her, I guided my penis towards her and the first impinging I made was my cock to her quim. It was lenient, moist, hot, yielding. My phallus glided in like a knife through hot butter.

It was so long since I last-place had a woman. My member revelled in his employment. Pleasant sensations raced through my awareness. She moaned. I kissed her.

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

"Sorry madam,"I apologised,"Shall I fuck you tenderly or shall I use you like a whore ?"

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

"Thank you gentlewoman,"I said."In that pillowcase conduct that you bitch,"I said and I slammed into her.

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

No snuggling, no talking, it was like using an regular army brothel again except I did not have my army take prophylactic sheath.

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

But she grasped my buttocks,"Yes !"she said,"Release fill me, flood me make me find like a char again."

I had no resolution the floodgates were well and truly unfold and my hammer was pumping like a fire hose.

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

She wriggled out from under me, walked to the room access, slid back the dash and strode away down the corridor.

I scrabbled to get dressed and hurried downstairs.

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

"lady ?"I queried.

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

Lady Margaret sat with her chick raised and knees spread waiting for the maid to wipe her quim and thighs,"I am afraid Hanson was more potent than I imagined."

"have you been fucking the butler Madam,"Bessie gasped.

"No you dolt girl, he has been fucking me,"she snapped. I could scarce conceive her forthrightness and lack of decorum.

poor people Bessie blushed crimson."Oh !"she replied in take aback surprise.

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

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

"A very foolish girl more in all likelihood,"madam H insisted."Anyway back to the kitchen your oeuvre is done here."

She saw me standing there watching."Have to keep the lower Holy Order in their place or lord knows what would take place,"she explained.

For the remainder of the day and the undermentioned day lady Margaret was her common disagreeable self but then Lord H went to London alone and arranged to spend the Night at his club.

ma'am Margaret was in a playful mood, uncharacteristically charming, especially at dinner.

The two ladies took an early on supper and on their retiring to bed I took my supper downstairs.

But the Alexander Graham Bell soon summoned Bessie to the Dowager's bedroom and then Bessie returned with the message that I was required.

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

I did as she asked, and found to my astonishment Lady Jane sitting upon the faeces at noblewoman Margaret's dressing table.

peeress Margaret wasted no fourth dimension"Ah Hanson, I do believe we are in penury of your exceptional attribute. My son being a somewhat feeble and unwell individual has thus far singularly failed to provide affectionately Jane with offspring. It has been remarked upon and causes some embarrassment within society."

"Indeed dame ?"I replied.

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

"Not immediately Madam,"I admitted.

"Well I do,"Lady Margaret explained,"I did a brief test to establish Hanson's potence Jane and he is quite adequate in that regard."

"You make him sound like a prize horseshit,"lady Jane teased.

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

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

"Rather lupus erythematosus I fear,"ma'am Margaret admitted,"But Hanson has stem haunches, good lungs, upright disposition and a saucy head and has feature not dissimilar to my son's so I believe he will make a admirable stallion."

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

"No you do not, your job is to instill my daughter in law,"ma'am Margaret insisted,"Surely you have no objections ?"

I looked at noblewoman Jane, a vision of lovliness as she looked at me and looked away embarrassed.

"Er, well she does look a piddling Lester Willis Young and vulnerable ?"I suggested.

"commodity lord, she's been married for two geezerhood and fucked lord knows how many times."lady Margaret snapped.

"Thirty seven,"Lady Jane confirmed.

"Hanson would have got exceeded that in a fortnight,"Lady Margaret sighed,"My son is a direful letdown Hanson, his Padre was a tedious bore but he could be persuaded to do. I do confess I am at my wits end over this son and heritor business."

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

"No warmheartedness, no consideration, no love, simply tincture her like a bull's eye serving his cow,"Lady Margaret insisted,"I shall of line supervise."

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

"If you are Hanson,"she agreed.

"It will be my pleasure brothel keeper,"I confessed as I looked at her, all Sweet and soft and vulnerable and ripe for fucking.

"On the bed please Jane, circularize your branch so Hanson may impregnate you."Lady Margaret ordered,"Trousers off Hanson."

I responded with smartness, I shed my shoes and pant, air sock and underpants and my jacket and would have been naked but for Lady Margaret's cry to desist."Enough !"she cried.

Lady Jane was lying on the bed, her articulatio genus parted and raised her underthings removed and her quim clearly displayed.

I stared,"To your duty Hanson,"peeress Margaret urged.

I climbed onto the bed, my appendage now fully set up, rampant indeed. The dame Margaret grasped my penis from behind me, reaching through my legs and aiming it at the younger woman's quim.

My member brushed her quim but it was unyielding, the poor girlfriend was not in the least excited, and no wonder.

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

I kissed her internal second joint, she gasped and so I slowly butt on my kisses upwards towards her quim,"Ohhhh !"she gasped,"Henry 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 !"gentlewoman Jane gasped.

She was ready so I swiftly slid up the bed again and peeress Margaret guided my extremity into Jane's now hot and unforced quim.

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

"No familiarity !"Lady Margaret insisted.

I kissed Jane's neck.

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

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

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

"No, I forbid it. Absolutely. Desist I say !"peeress Margaret demanded and she grabbed the horse party whip from its leather bound display case and slashed me across the buttocks.

I flinched.

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

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

Jane was smiling up at me, her eyes shining,"Ohhh that is sooo Nice,"she sighed,"You must open henry some deterrent example !"

"Don't be farcical !"Lady Margaret snapped,"Oh finish can't you !"

"Yes Madam,"I agreed for my balls were churning and a hearty jet of cum erupted from my gibe 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 warmness !"

"Madam is simply jealous,"I explained.

"Don't be so impertinent !"ma'am Margaret snapped though she blushed crimson as she said it,"And put your trousers on you will frighten the servants !"

"Certainly Madam,"I replied sarcastically as I proceeded to determine my trousers and shoes.

I dressed and left the lady 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 manage !"

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

I looked in the mirror and wiped it away.

The bedroom Melville Bell rang,"Oh damn and blast,"Bessie sighed,"Now what !"

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

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

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

The adjacent daybreak Lady Margaret was perhaps even more objectionable than usual. She belittled and tormented me incessantly,"I do consider you have missed your vocation as a gigolo Mr Hanson !"she taunted me after luncheon as I followed her along the up the stairs corridor.

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

"Mister Hanson !"she gasped.

"Madam ?"I queried as I thrust my paw between her second joint and rubbed my thumb against her quim.

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

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

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

"You were envious when I kissed dame Jane,"I whispered,"You want to be loved."

"Well certainly not by you,"she replied crossly. Her body had other melodic theme. Her rapidly thawing quim was moistening and my thumb edged slowly inside her.

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

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

We shuffled towards her sleeping room with my pollex still inside her. She opened the doorway, I closed and bolted it.

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

"I don't really know,"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 conversance remember."

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

"Absolutely,"she insisted,"Don't make believe Hanson, you have no more regard for me than I do for you."

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

My phallus sprang free, remains and rampant and I eased it slowly into her now damp vagina. As soon as I was fully sheathed I began to undo her breast,"Hanson please !"she protested but soon her mammaries filled my hands as I fucked her rhythmically from behind.

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

"Not an unpleasant way to while away an good afternoon,"I agreed,"And now, if Madam is ready I feel it is time to ejaculate !"

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

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

"Then don't wearable underclothing madam,"I suggested quite reasonably.

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