In the clip of pansy Victoria 's reign on the South gradient of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England


Miss Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first meter that morning. The sun shone gold on the honeyed sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the south. It looked huge. I wanted a country retreat, this was almost a mansion.

"My God Carstairs,"I asked of my lawyer,"What have I done ?"

"Bought a pig in a poke Geoffrey,"he surmised,"You thought it a bargain."

"No one said it was on top of a heap !"I replied.

"We don't have mountains in Devon !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a bargain and Mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an acres so in a here and now of rage I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's country mansion house when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a place in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontage. I had not expected anything so tumid having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 bedrooms plus servants quarters, and I had certainly not expected to find the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Samuel Butler, Mrs Carl Rogers the cook, Bessie the amah and Miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as myriad gardeners and landed estate prole, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would need them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkins had introduced me to miss Blenkinsopp I asked her to make up bedchamber for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to format a couple of amah to save us warmly at night.

"I most certainly shall not !"Miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

"well if you wish to stay on in my employment you will make sure I want for nothing, is that clear."I demanded as I realised Miss Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be expert off without.

"Yes Mr James Harvey Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a reasonable dinner, and a fair to middling supper but when bed time came there was no leave maid.

"young woman Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in frustration,"A here and now of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maidservant, I ordered a maid, now find me a maid or I shall dismiss you with no character reference,"I insisted.

She glared at me,"In that instance,"she said,"I shall warm you myself !"

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no innocent maid, she had to be nearer XL than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even own been a mantrap once.

"When I say warm I mean mount ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a amah,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly barren so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me remove vantage of your ample bosoms."

"I prefer to uncase beneath the bedding if I must,"she insisted.

"So be it,"I agreed. I watched as she peeled back the bed clothes and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the last candle. Moonlight cast its eerie glow across the bedchamber. The bed was cold. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her breasts were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my head and then lay beside her.

The mass of wearing apparel around her neck annoyed me and in a instant I had her elicit her sleeve that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her paunch. I reached and felt a mass of stringy pilus,"That must go, I want my cocotte clean shaven,"I said without thinking.

She half sobbed,"That was cruel, I apologise,"I said,"But it will increase you pleasure."

"What do you care about my delight !"she replied.

"Madam, the cry of transport when a charwoman reaches her tiptop of excitement is always my aim, it is my signal to eject my germ do you see ?"I asked but she had no cognition of ecstasy so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my fingerbreadth. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left nipple between fingerbreadth and pollex. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to lie with something of joy. Her teat distended. Her breath came in short gasps. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the soft moist spot and eased a fingerbreadth inside. I felt opposition. I tried a second digit and found the Same. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thigh apart and slid over her. My fellow member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too prospicient and I gently aimed him between her flabby moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her spit. resistor. I eased back and thrust hard and quite of a sudden my appendage was cryptic inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall take you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to be active within her gently at first then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My cares melted away and the idea she was barren appealed greatly as with no danger of offspring I felt able to extend all the way to emanation and beyond.

She seemed to answer, I fully expected her to lie like a utter Pisces the Fishes but she seemed to be leave me on, spurring me to ever more forceful endeavour until at stopping point I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

"Thank you,"I said as I rolled aside and lay exhausted,"Thank you indeed."

I woke with the break of the day. She had risen already."Good morning sir."She said and she blushed as I stepped naked from the bed.

"It is indeed, and I thank you."I said cheerily,"And what salutary way to initiate the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, last night, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply learn a few tricks to please me and your uphold exercise is assured."

She would not look me in the eye."Sir, I don't know what came over me. I am mortified to recollect of how I behaved."

"miss Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved concluding night. It was quite delicious. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your charm again."

"No, it must cease,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her breast in my script and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a hand down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her body betrayed her. Her teats were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her bend over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her Nox gown. My penis reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted buttocks and in to her soft split peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the grey streaks in her hair but it did not disoblige me unduly. She had wondrous little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her face in the dressing table mirror as she watched mine.

She could not disguise her pleasure. Even if she had wanted to, she smiled helplessly into the mirror and I grinned in my turning as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every ounce of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her parts where with a young maid I should experience taken more tending. It was a delight to cum inside her and not to have to expell between the seat or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with reluctance. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity level of our Passion of Christ. She slipped from my elbow room like a wraith and by the metre I had washed and dressed she was downstairs supervising breakfast.

I resolved to try her again that evening but before luncheon I was called away.

I went first to Totnes, then by train to Bristol and finally to London.

As for Miss Blenkinsopp I did not block her but rather pushed her to the vertebral column of my mind.

mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suitable Young Lady near of whom I was sadly old enough to be their forefather, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The winter passed and the leaping came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was shove right into the kernel of my consciousness.

I was at my London desk when waggonwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not pick out the name.

"Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"Send her up."

She waddled awkwardly into my federal agency,"Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

"From Morelands sir,"she explained,"In Devon, do you remember."

"Morelands ? My country firm, fille Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the child ?"I enquired.

"Yours sir,"she said,"I know not what to do, I can not hide it any longer."

"Mine, are you indisputable ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eyes and greying hair.

"I have laid with none but you,"she stated.

"My god, I'm to be a father, soundly Godhead. I must have been blackmailed for hundred of greaseball for tyke which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

"Sir,"she said,"I had no idea."

"And what do you desire from me ?"I asked,"Money presumably ?"

"To retain my use,"she pleaded.

"With a child, that would be a dirt,"I laughed."I don't even bang your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a good while since I last poked a mother to be, shall you accommodate me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But Miss Blenkinsopp do you not remember the break of day when I bent you over the dressing table ? Shall we not chatter heaven again ?"

"You recall ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A grey haired virgin, how could I forget."

"And your child ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."claim your coat off. Lift your skirts. depleted your underpants. crook over my desk and cue me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my office door,"No I want to finger you,"I explained and I slipped my munition around her from hind end and held her breasts. Full ripe bosom. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her skirts and underthings. Her suspenders were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her body had betrayed her again. Her quim was moist. I dropped my trouser and buried my fellow member in her quim. She gasped. I held her breasts and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our liaison had been in Devon.

It was kindred to pulling on a deary span of slippers, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The bit came soon enough, my cares melted away and then my member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to reprise the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall chance a room for you where I may call from sentence to clip to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to continue to serve in Devon, will you not help me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my townsfolk menage, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my whore for the time being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

"I shall say no such thing !"she replied angrily.

"And provide your underpants off I may need to hump you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast air pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A wop for your fare."

She dressed and scowled at me,"Very well, so be it."I unlocked the door and let her leave.

I returned dwelling house at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat outdoor stage and my coating on the coat hook and then Mother approached in a dim Eumenides,"Geoffrey what on solid ground have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"misfire Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with nestling !"she insisted.

"Indeed she is my whore of the moment,"I suggested.

"But Geoffrey,"mother exclaimed,"You do not understand, young lady Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my ally. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family had job. The demesne went to a remote cousin when her beginner died, and she clearly had to have employment in a menial part but to address her like a common whore is insufferable."

"Very well then stray her out,"I suggested.

"Geoffrey,"mother insisted."It will not do, miss Blenkinsopp is a very tolerable person and I am determined that you shall treat her correctly."

"Very well announce the engagement in the Times, if we take aid we can deliver a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not suspect Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry business office at Totnes and hope none of our friend notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest female parent,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final word,"female parent declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does Miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at payoff, she will do what is necessary,"Mother insisted.

girl Blenkinsopp joined us."I understand we are to be married Serena,"I suggested.

"Yes, your female parent suggested it might be a solution,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No erotic love just a gismo !"

"On the contrary sir, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you,"she replied.

I was utterly shocked,"What did you say ?"I demanded.

She looked me in the eye and stated"I love you, why else do you retrieve I let you make eff to me ?"

"Oh bloody netherworld,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

Mother broke the silence,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an extra pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will require a glasshouse and if it is a miss you will need a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No time to liquidate, if it is a girl back in harness straight away,"mother insisted.

It was altogether a very muted affair, a simple ceremony at the registration power at Totnes Assises, a restrained response, a brief sojourn at Morelands and then the spiel of tiny feet.

A fille. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No success yet but it has proved to be very enjoyable and satisfying trying. Many a adept strain is played on an old fiddle !