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I was minding my own business in my guild, on the amphetamine trading floor you understand, the one reserved for gentlemen. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the eve newspaper publisher. Whiling away the time until supper, It was the yr the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairs and oak board, the olfactory perception of tobacco plant heavy on the air, talk of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the tabular array as our hostesses catered to our every need.

Milly, Molly, Moira, Melissa, Mary, their name all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to ensure their charms were always displayed. Neatly corseted shank with their chest upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight smuggled jackets with silver release cut to slip under their pouting mammaries. The area below their waists entirely bare but for the tapes holding their stockings. Their sonant downy Pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

Gold Nipple and Clitoris anchor ring twinkled in the firelight. Fish net stocking with crease arrow straight set off pale refined second joint and calf while their painted toe nails peeped from elegant high heeled shoes. Neat little rabbit tails attached to short fire hydrant pressed firmly up their tight bottom and all set off by jaunty little hats with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with jewels. And all ready to do each and any armed service we may require.

The flotsam and jetsom of the gutters attired like princesses.

Their inspection and repair were provided all inclusive to the membership of the upper trading floor of the club. back talk, back passage and womb alike available to any member's member and all bar mouth available to a members finger or tongue though of trend show of heart such as kissing upon the lip were not allowed

They worked in electrical relay, obviously Milly Molly et al were not their real names, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A asymmetrical digit, a gesture and they would saunter across and if indicated would range us and simply sink down upon our fellow member. Or suckle a hobble Snake to rigidness, or bring an ice low temperature beer or liqueuras our whim dictated..

Sometimes they got it incorrectly, one senior gentleman admitting,"Ye gods I only wanted a Whisky,"as Malia extracted his member from his fly and began to suck.

But enough background detail, back to this most particular evening.


"Oldbury, where are you ?"one of my sidekick asked.

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"Need another damned fool to work wit,"he said drunkenly.

"At your service,"I agreed and taking my whisky I dutifully went across and sat at the table.

The game was salamander, society prescript, Aces High.

Millie the croupier smiled, as she waited to deal the scorecard. Her left thumb rested within the faithful of her quim pleasuring herself as all the girls were instructed to do while idling. Her bared boob with golden gang swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own rhythm as she quietly drifted into a world of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"teddy bear's in a spot of bother,"Simmonds gloated.

"Bet his damned sign and lost !"Carter laughed.

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a damned house,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a sod really."

"So lets us get this heterosexual person, you won teddy bear's house and don't want it ?"I queried.

"Absolutely, rotting chain reactor,"he agreed.

"So ease up it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easy old chum, Club rules."Simmonds pointed out,"motive exterior actor to win it then Teddy can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a bloody motley fool teddy,"I said, as looked at the broken racing shell of a man that L old age of idleness drink and play had created."tidy sum me in."

teddy, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Lord GlenAvon and various former deed of conveyance was several sociable family above my lowly station yet many thou of guineas poorer.

I may have been brought up as the local parson's son but t'was well known I was the God Almighty of the manor's bastard and had his cunning and business insightfulness. As well as a talent for cards.

I looked at my cards.

"I'll bet two shillings,"Clearwater said throwing Teddy's note for the firm on the table.

"I'll raise all in,"I said and Clearwater folded.

I took the note.

"Thank God !"Teddy sighed.

"Not so fast,"I insisted,"I fear you need to instruct a lesson, what collateral shall you pop the question ?"

Teddy looked aghast,"I have none."

"Three unmarried daughters,"Simmonds laughed.

"Very well offer one as your stake,"I insisted.

"Good god man, don't be an oaf,"Teddy snapped.

"Well sir I am a dickhead by birth, though hardly an oaf,"I suggested,"Which child shall you offer ?"

"Oh very well Hilary my youngest."he agreed reluctantly and somewhat drunkenly.

"The one maudlin who never smiles,"Clearwater enquired.

"Maybe old Oldbury here will fuck a smile into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall sell to Madame to defray my expense,"I explained.

"go my daughter into a prostitute. Never !"shimmy protested.

"Well I shall allow ten days to vacate the house."I offered.

"Now don't be hasty, Oldbury,"Clearwater interjected,"Don't be an oaf just fold."

"No Teddy needs a lesson,"I insisted,"I'll exchange my house for the girl whom I shall sell to madame as a whore."

"Done !"grinned Teddy,"Never has a man made such a pathetic bargain !"

I went back to my chair a job well done and a moral learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"Teddy rigged you,"he confided,"That daughter, Hilary, have you met her ? She came out, what, two age ago, not so much as a dancing let alone a dallience, tis said she sips at the bounce of Lesvos, and I truly believe far from paying for her charms you would have to pay any ego respecting cuss to have it off her,"

"I just wanted to teach the old tomfool a lesson, '' I explained,"If this so called girl is indeed nineteen summers gone then I'll just let the issue quietly drop, have a few Whiskeys and bury it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the unnerving misfire Hilary.

She came to my house at midday, I was still in my pyjamas working at my desk.

Mary my maid came to seek me,"There's some char downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Mary suggested and the aforementioned Hilary outburst upon us.

"don says he sold me to you as your plaything,"she insisted as she stormed into the room.

I stared, she was as far from a cyprian as one could reasonably get in a female. I would blaspheme she was smart from forking the dung from the gymnastic horse stalling. Her pilus was a slew where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a filthy brown coat and scrape tight riding britches. Her face screwed with anger and hatred.

"No,"I corrected her."As a whore, a chattel to be used and abused by any as desires it for a humble fee,"

"What !"she snapped.

"A lady of pleasure to be available to any gentleman who desires her,"I insisted."That was our agreement. Though desirous gentlemen may be scarce as your indorsement would scare a unscathed tribe of Zulus let alone a shy cultivated gentleman."

"Ha, so no Sir Thomas More of this nonsense,"she snorted,"I submit to no man."

"Submit to none indeed,"I surmised,"I would evoke that on the contrary you are in pressing, nay quick motivation of a sound pronging."

"well sir it shall not be from you."she snapped.

"Madam a thousand Republic of Guinea would not hasten me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"Good, we are agreed,"she agreed.

"So I shall take in to pay some guttersnipe or urchin to do the deed in my lieu, more expense,"I said shaking my mind in resignation.

She went to impress me. I caught her carpus an inch no more from her raking my face with her long smutty finger nails.

She stank of horse, a strangely earthy smell which raised queries in my loins.

"You madam need taming,"I insisted.

"Well it shall not be by you !"she snapped indignantly.

I thought a moment before I replied."Disrobe this crying or narrate your father to overturn my mansion forthwith."

"No you can not !"she replied in horror.

"Submit or the agreement is empty !"I challenged.

She stared at me. She shuddered as she realised my resolve.

"Very well,"she said icily and she slipped off her heavy coat.

I hung it on the backrest of a chairperson for her as she tentatively undid one of the buttons on her bodice, than a second.

Her fingers trembled, with awe or anger I knew or cared not. The buttons parted and the bodice swelled. Clearly her mounds were much constricted. It caught my attention. My member stirred again.

"Quite delightful allow me,"I said softly as I helped to free her mound and cupped them in my deal,"It must be such a easing for them to scarper their bonds."

"No !"she said wide eyed but I knew in that instant that she was ripe for the pickings. Her tit stiffened and extended.

"Whore's agglomerate are ever freed, shall you like that ?"I asked.

"No !"she snapped though her resolve was uncertain.

"Swinging as gratis as the fowl. And their snatch, unfastened at all times or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing rustling."Available to all."

"Do not piddle away with me !"she said.

Mary my maid looked on disapprovingly, she was no knockout, well past nestling carriage age but she had a pleasant enough ass to bed when naught else was offered.

"shear Mary, let us scrape the rabbit."Mary obediently fetched the large scissors or small shears from the drawer in the side table.

I made an incision into the leggings one-half way up Hilary's second joint and started to cut away the coverings. She near froze in concern. A single cut up one leg round the fork and down the other. Then a single curving cut upwards towards the waist and back down revealing her underwear as the flapping of fabric fell away.
trinity Thomas More clipping from the razor piercing vane and the underthings came away and revealed a lot of hirsute moist gyre and beneath a hairy moistened pussy. My appendage showed a trenchant interest and he uncurled uncomfortably within the bottleneck of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will fuck you after all."I declared."Mary loosen my belt and lower my breech if you please."

Mary reluctantly lowered my knee breeches and underthings allowing my extremity to tighten up and unbend as I pushed Hilary against the table.

"Guide my appendage in Blessed Virgin if you please."I requested.

"It ent carnival, she don't want none and gets fucked and I wants it and don't get none,"Mary muttered as she obediently guided my stiffen penis towards Hilary's pouting quim.

"Later,"I suggested as my appendage gently parted Hilary's pouting cunt lips.

"No !"she said but he body said"Yes yes yes,"such was her need for rooster and rooster juice.

I felt no resistivity from her maidenhead, but there were stripe of red afterward so I presume she had been Virgo the Virgin intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly middling gallop though at an unexpected time of day, finishing with a flourish or at least nine safe spurts of honest low Born cock juice in her aristocratical vagina.

"Mary for gods sake bathe this urchin before we take her to Madame."I ordered as I withdrew.

"What about my component ?"she protested.

"I am afraid you will feature to use the rolling pin,"I suggested,"But this time wash it before rolling out the pastry."

She blushed crimson,"Very well sir."she agreed.

"Or perhaps you could have this whore learn how to use her fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to reality, her body may consume swum with excitement but now she faced reality, instead of love she had been fucked as a pass time. I had no more desire for her to leave out my offspring than I had to dance the Viennese waltz stark naked at the logic gate to Buckingham palace while they changed the safeguard. I had used her no more. And she had used me.

"Go, get washed,"I said,"I have work to do."

I found Hilary and Mary an 60 minutes or so later. The tin Bath was upended on the kitchen floor.
Bathwater facing pages across the floor towards the drain. Hilary lay naked on the flagstone as she suckled Mary's monolithic teats and rhythmically pressed her fist into Marys voluminous cunt. Mary only ever wore a simple gaberdine and she too was almost naked as her gabardine was largely around her neck.

"I shall bite these rags,"I said as I scooped up Hilary's dress, but she and Madonna were too absorbed with each former to notice.

Brabbinger my stableman coughed. He had been watching from the shadow."The offspring lady's sawbuck sir ?"he queried.

"She's no gentlewoman, she's a base lady of pleasure,"I replied as I watched Hilary pleasuring Mary,"Shall you take a poke ?"

"No thank you kindly sir,"he said diffidently."I got my pridefulness sir."

"well I just poked her,"I said,"Lord knows why."

"Wiles they has sir, bobbin you in like,"he says,"Me I likes horses."

Images raced through my mind,"Quite so."I agreed,"Feed and body of water the Equus caballus would you, no send word to my clubhouse, have a undifferentiated sent and a comforter, take the whore's horse."I laughed at my own lapse into poetry,"whore's horse"indeed.

There is only a finite time one can see women pleasuring each other especially unattractive ones, so after no more than seven proceedings, twelve at the out-of-door, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the half hour with Miss Middleton, one of Madame's dressers, a weasel faced flavorless chested witch of around thirty five summertime and 30 thousand men, a street whore with quick fingers an eye for beauty and a gift for fitting corsets, stockings shoes and tail plugs as well as the artist touch which with rouge and powder turns the dullest scullery maiden or rich Captain James Cook into an object of desire.

"Oh my lord, you want a miracle worker and thats a fact,"Middleton said as she saw Hilary embraced in Virgin Mary's well muscled arms.

"Less of your insolence, bend over I wish to fuck you,"I averred.

"Not if you been fucking that you ent, I got my pridefulness,"Middleton said icily.

She set down her bag and took out a tub of butter. Greasing her fingers and riff she advanced upon Hilary even as she continued to pleasure Mary and grasped her firmly, one thumb pressed firmly up Hilary's back transit and the fingers into her quim.

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Middleton opined as she withdrew her fingers and wiped them on a cloth,"20 three in waist, its like making a silk wedding apparel out of a pigs ass,"she said sadly.

"Have some decorum char !"I snapped.

"wellspring you ain't no gentleman are you ?"she challenged.

I gave up and walked off.

An hr later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me in effect,"she said.

Hilary appeared,"My god she looks almost human,"I agreed,"What say you Brabbinger ?"

My stableman was lurking in the shadows as always. Feasting his eyes on Hilary's now ringed clitoris and shaved pubis now framed by stocking tapes and her ringed teats now upthrust by a taut black corset.

"Don't mind if I do sir,"he said as he swept from the shadows.

He strode up to the lady friend and raised his smock revealing short fat hairy peg and a long fat hairy prong, I'll stake there was more hair on his balls than on a Rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his arrangement that she looked worthy butbhe obviously decided to misunderstand me and to taste her charms instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a trice was Hilary pushed against the study table and he sank his prong within her gentle moist quim. His hairy ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his monster forcibly into her womb.

She barely protested. Her percentage were aroused by the rings and the potions applied to her entrails by Thomas Middleton's nimble fingers.

"Oh my Divine !"she wailed,"I am in heaven !"

Now to be quite honest there is little as dis spiriting as finding one's servant has a prong unquestionably superior to one's own both in length and girth and Energy Department, and I turned on my heel and strode away after no more than ten bit at the outside.

The way he kneaded her knocker and crushed her lips with his sass was quite obscene, while the way she raked his cover with her nails was quite uncalled for and the grunts and protestations of passion was such to make me nauseous.

Finally as I departed he grunted like a pig and clearly shot his bolt.

"wellspring done !"Thomas Middleton shouted,"Bravo, who knows we may make Madame proud of you yet !"

I sat a piece and returned to retrieve Hilary attired in a cloak. which hid her parts. I saw she walked awkwardly.

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

"Yes sir, Got her mess plugged and everything."she replied.

"display me."I insisted.

"No !"Hilary snapped,"You don't own me."

"Show the gentleman's gentleman,"Middleton insisted.

Hilary reluctantly raised the cloak showing a stout leather strap secured around her fork which clearly held quim and anal plugs in place.

"Open her up I wish to taste her,"I ordered.

"Not now after I perfumed and plugged her and everything,"Middleton argued."You had every chance sir and if you desire you can jazz her to your Black Maria substance this eve but for now I must deliver her to Madame before my extra gentleman arrives."

"Special gentleman ?"I queried.

"Has me piss on him,"she said proudly, and seeing my discomfiture she added"wellspring you did ask."

"Oh be gone,"I sighed.

I followed along to the cabaret later, after fending off Captain Cook'suggestions that her ass was as squiffy as anyone's pussy, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner time I was gorging myself on salinity pork and Allium cepa washed down by some of the all right wine-colored from the Antipodes.

Hilary was nowhere to be seen when I arrived. It seemed she had become something of a celebrity and every valet seemingly had designs on poking her quim.

I decided they could get on with it and settled down to eat my fill.

However seeing Lord Glenavon, Hilary's father get in rather the worse for crapulence gave me an malevolent opinion which I proceeded to put in train.

"teddy won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"Need a 3rd for a troika, new whore needs breaking in don't cha know."


"What ho, yes rather, three way eh, top hole."he stammered out his usual string of cliches and sat down at my table. Milly Molly or some such brought shift a platter of pork and he began to guzzle on it greedily.

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into Melissa, a bright red testis gag now flilled her oral cavity, a pass planetary house of what we called a screamer. A whore who could not prevent herself vocalising her enjoyment.

I sought out Madame. I swiftly arranged to use Hilary/Melissa as soon as she became available.

Teddy was about to start on his apple pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

He barely showed any interest group but ordered."Capital, just straddle me wench and let me allay your quim while I eat my pud there's a dear."He unbuttoned his breech and extracted his rather woebegone tired and uninterested tool from therein.

It sprawled almost exanimate along his belly but it reared soon enough as Hilary straddled him and sank down until her lenient garden pink quim rested gently upon his length.

It reared like an American Indian snake beguiler's snake, a veritable python. Spearing upward towards her innards. It seemed quite freakish. Teddy about to fuck his own daughter unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his rooster between the lips of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a content sigh and a svelte drivel from her ball gag. Then she began to have it away greedily.

Teddy laughed,"Bally gamekeeper, spitting image of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me girl, should give fucked her days ago."

I shook my head, I had been bamboozled again."Going to climb up on ?"Teddy asked,"Take the shopkeeper's, three way and all that ?"

"Ah no, I just remembered I have to see old Graithwaite about some business,"I said as Hilary bounced up and down far too energetically on her supposed father's turncock and I left them to their joyous union.

I cursed, far from teaching Teddy a lesson I had learned one myself. I rued my discomposure and made my way homeward.

Cook hounded me once more seeking a pronging which I was not in any mood to provide so I retired to my bed somewhat frustrated and slept only fitfully.

The first light brought further tribulations.

Hilary's oldest sister. A weasel faced, wasp waisted spinster completely devoid of female appendages or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly time of day when no gentleman or gentlewoman should be abroad and demanded to see me.

Cook relayed the selective information that she was downstairs. I looked at my watch."Ye gods its only when ten of the clock !"I protested.

"Shall I send her up sir ?"Cook asked,"Or shall you make love my ass first ?"

"No, I think I can manage without,"I answered,"I shall derive down straightway."

"Better put thee britches on world-class,"she laughed.

"No, damn it, I shall come as I am,"I insisted and down I went in my nightshirt to recognize the woman.

"fille Latchmere ?"I queried.

"Rip van winkle I presume ?"she replied as she saw I wore only my nightshirt and night hat.

"And what brings you here ?"I asked.

"My cavalry,"she replied sarcastically,"But to be honest I wanted to see exactly what sort of a fool my father has been conniving with."

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

"Oh yes,"she replied,"You surpass my worst anticipation by some considerable margin."

"Have you merely come to insult me or had you some former design in mind ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my father, prostitute my sister and smash my prospect of making a good marriage."

"You certainly have a bluntness of delivery about you,"I admitted.

"And now having tricked me into your lair you ravish me,"she suggested.

"brothel keeper I should sooner fornicate with a farmyard sow,"I insisted.

"So I understand,"she said,"But I do believe the John Constable will trust my narrative when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to ravish me."

"Really ?"I queried as she tried in vain to deplumate her dress."Allow me."

I grasped the shoulder of her attire and it ripped right down the front end, I ripped aside the bindings of her mounds freeing them,"Remind me, did I ravish you or merely endeavour to ?"

"I care not, urinate me an offer or I go to the magistrate !"she snapped

"twenty dollar bill bob for your purity !"I offered.

"I meant union,"she said,"honey god are you really this stupid ?"

"pudden-head yes dire no,"I confirmed,"Though your teats are most enticing and are roused if I am not mistaken."

"You are mistaken,"she insisted.

"Your character are not moistened then ?"I queried.

"No more than yours,"she quipped.

I looked down. My member was pressing my nightshirt out like a tent pole.

"I have not had my morning, ah."I said awkwardly.

"He fucks me ass mostly,"Captain Cook interjected.

"James Cook, '' I snapped"Go away !"

"Hilary said it was tiny,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks flagitious !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattle and lay for me, then you can evince the magistrate your torn apparel and a skillful creaming within your parts."

"Very well, where is the bedchamber ?"she asked.

"Here on the level !"I insisted.

"No, bed me, if you want me bed me properly !"she insisted.

"Oh very well,"I sighed in exasperation and I swept her off her foot and carried her upstairs.

How was I to experience it was the most romantic gesture she had ever known ? The poor girlfriend's quim was soaking with expectation and in a moment as soon as had bared it my prong had found a new home.

Her tight Virgin cunt gripped my member."Make love to me !"she pleaded.

"This madam is merely a simple ass,"I explained as I started to have intercourse her,"Though I own a very conformable one."

"Oh that makes me find so nice,"she said and she smiled.

"Really ?"I queried,"Usually women ask if I have finished yet, or make some sarcastic remark."

"No, its really nice, oh my god, its really nice."she said as the rampart of her Virgo the Virgin cunt instinctively began to milk my cock.

It was all too much and suddenly a great torrent of semen crack from my loins and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my phallus shrank and them rolled onto my back."Do your sorry,"I said and drifted into a contented sleep.
"demand it in your hand like thus,"I heard Cook saying as someone gripped my cock in their hand,"He ent much of a cocksman, one squirt wonder,"Captain James Cook opined,"Still a bit of a suck will probably excite him."

"What's up ?"I said.

"Damned Constable thinks I'm my Sister and that I'm a whore,"Miss Latchmere explained.

"So you are trying seduction ?"I queried.

"In a word, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced prostrate chested old maid, why should I take bill of you ?"I asked.

She thought a moment"Because my eldest boy child shall inherit father's title, should you not like your son to be the Earl Latchmere, the 5th king Latchmere ?"

"And ?"I queried.

She thought a moment."My sister is a whore and she can overhaul on all style of whorish thaumaturgy to proceed you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"Good full point,"I agreed,"On your back I wish to fuck you again."


To be continued.

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