I acquired my country estate of the realm for a very sane consideration on my return from the Americas.

Seven years hard body of work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the life of a body politic Gentleman was at the very to the lowest degree Charles Frederick Worth trying.

An estate, two thousand acres, innumerable cattle, sheep and hick, a village, a church several farms and a fully staffed mansion came as something of a job lot from a firm of solicitors engaged in liquidating the assetts of a once rich nobleman now fallen on hard times.

I arrived one September afternoon. The family was lined up for review, maiden, foot men, cook, hostler. Idlers all. Not one had ever done a hard Day work.

I was not print. The Butler was an insolent fat oaf given to buggering the under footmen, and the housekeeper the most stuck up chesty bitch that ever walked in christendom.

I regretted my purchase immediately, even before I discovered the entire Orient extension was uninhabitable as the cap was rotten with dry rot and the cap leaked like a colander.

I ate a perfectly groom repast of gristle preceeded by pig swill and followed by a disgusting gooey raft which no self respecting savage would ingest deigned to go through which I was advised was French Quisine.

I went to interpret but there was not one one-half nice book among C in the program library. There was no hot pee for a bath, no oil lamps merely candles, and I dreaded my bed clock time as I was sure I would share my nocture with rotter or worse.

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

"Have my bed warmed,"I instructed a half hour before retiring. Miss William Carlos Williams the Housekeeper agreed.

Normally and half sensible person would place glowing coals in the bed pan and warm the bed thus, taking aid to assure it did not actually catch 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 au naturel fille de chambre therein and firm asleep.

"What in immortal public figure !"I thundered.

"Beg amnesty sir, missy Williams said as you might wish to be obliged with a fuck sir,"the plumper one suggested.

"Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you have your way if we wanted to keep us jobs,"her friend retorted.

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

"Get out, I am not in the habit of threatening anyone to gain animal approach,"I blustered, and seeing their confusion added,"You are serving wenches not fancy woman, when I want a cocotte I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool and find some fallen gentlewoman 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 James Cook nor a sheep or a dog or any other thing."I insisted.

"You celebrate like a Monk then sir ?"Dotty asked innocently.

"No,"I snapped, and I bellowed,"young woman Thomas Lanier 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 know them to keep open their business ?"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 Duke of Wellington are you ?"

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

She bridled and went bright red.

"There is no pauperization for insults,"she replied.

"There damned well is when the menage believe I sodomite footmen for a pastime when there are no sheep uncommitted,"I advised,"Bloody inferno and tinker's damn and blast, I fear I damn near need to roll in the hay them just to disprove the notion."

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

"No there isn't,"I agreed,"I'll fuck you instead and have the whole household watch !"

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

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

"wellspring I'm not, if you wish to hold back your place your new duty include fucking me when ever and where ever I wish."I insisted.

"Don't be absurd !"young woman Williams declared.

"Strip, issue of your clothes, misfire Williams,"I insisted,"Every stitch, and lady friend round up the house I wish to lay to stay the rumour that I am a mans man, a buggeroo, or a sodomite."

She glared.

"Or collect your traps you are dismissed without references, no doubtfulness I shall find out you in a Doncaster brothel if I wish to sample you in due course."I added.

"Oh very well,"she relented and to my stark horror she began to unbutton her blouse.

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

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

My member reared as I felt her silky flabby tit flesh 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 bury my member in your slippery fuck hole,"I said crudely.

She did not demur. My push were undone and my member extracted."Please ?"she said.

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

I should like to say I mounted her with one swift motion but to be truthful the world-class thrust missed completely the second hurt like hell, the third base was the wrong angle and finally the one-fourth kind of forced an entry.

She sort of made sundry glugging interference as I pushed her against the edge of the bed. My member was entirely rampant and well-nigh on half as big again as sometimes. It was so farsighted since I plugged a white woman and and indeed plugged any woman without a skin.

Sensations resounded the length of my member as he moulded her cavern paries to his shape and claimed her utterly and then as I took everything that was hers I held her buttock and bringing my lip down on hers I raped her mouth with my tongue.

"How's that ?"I asked nastily,"Are you sated or shall I direct for the pantryman ?"

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

She cared in a present moment. The downpour of seeded player 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 dear god."she sighed as sated I withdrew.

"I feel faint,"she said.

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

I helped rive her skirts absolved of her feet and slipped her dainty shoes off and even pulled back the covers and lifted her onto the bed.

"And you lot can sodomise off, shows over,"I announced and I closed the curtains.

Miss Roger Williams was breathing heavily so I helped unlace her stays and threw it aside at which point she fell asleep.

I cuddled up to her for warmth. My penis nuzzled her ass maw but I thought better of it and held her round of drinks the waist cupping her bosom as I too fell into a oceanic abyss contented sleep.

I woke around nine of the clock. miss Thomas Lanier Williams was gone. I dressed and went to find her.

She was in the kitchen,"young lady Williams you are neglecting your duties,"I informed her,"My peter is rampant and desires your soft slit or strong lips to palliate him."

"Don't be cockeyed,"she said but in a trice I had her skirts up and the soft pink conch revealed once more.

"On the tabular array ma'am, legs a kilter, that will suffice."I insisted.

"Oh no, it is bed or nowhere,"she insisted but my rear of barrel were down and my fellow member rampant, and as she obeyed and sat on the table edge legs astride, he slipped straight in. To be quite honest I don't believe I ever poked a more bequeath trap.



"SOB,"she cursed for effect but then she began to pant in rhythm to my pounding and began to make little yelping sound,"Oh you bastard that feels so proficient Ohhhhh."she gasped and so I shot my morning bolt to an audience of footmen Captain Cook scullery maids and chamber maids.

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

"It ‘ ent bazaar,"Dotty replied.

"Very well I shall bear you this very dark !"I agreed.

"Ah that won't be essential,"Miss Willams insisted,"I am quite up to 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 dick hard I wish to fuck you agin,"I commanded.

"On instant opinion perhaps Maisey would like to obligate ?"misfire Thomas Lanier Williams suggested.

"Or Dotty,"Maisey suggested.

"Or the footman,"Dotty suggested.

"No Miss Williams, kneel and adoration my cock 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 approximate flaccid cock with the dish cloth before gently kissing first the tip and then the shaft to drive out me.

In a instant he was stiff again,"On the board legs astride !"I commanded and in a flurry of skirts she bounded onto the table like a cleaning lady half her age and held her cunt lips open to receive me.

"Ohhh my lord,"she cooed as |I pleasured myself thrusting against her.

"Are you barren ?"I queried.

"No,"she said.

"No topic,"I replied and I set myself the goal of creating new animation within her until at duration we were both exhausted and only then did I let fly.

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

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

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