It was another dreary disagreeable day. I stood quietly by the sitting room threshold in my impertinent butler's undifferentiated black coating, and grey waistcoat and contraband trousers with a unmarried stripes awaiting instruction.

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

The Dowager or Lady Margaret. She must take been in her forties though she would have passed for sixty with comfort in her dowdy black widows dress. She was still in mourning for her late husband who had departed this somebody curl some two yr since. A well-chosen release the staff surmised. Not that he was ill, merely hen pecked.

She read the last of her letters. She sighed in resignation and she turned on me once more.

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

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

"You don't have some minuscule woman obliterate away then ?"she probed.

I was thoroughly fed up with being a Samuel Butler. Ten years I served in the Devon and Somerset Yeomanry rising to colour police sergeant. Yet when the peace of mind came a butler was the only when berth I could secure.

"No Madam."I replied.

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

"No Madam."I insisted.

She liked humiliating me. I looked at her though carefully so not as to make water eye contact.

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

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

"No gentlewoman, after my home visit I go to the sporting house in Horton which his Lordship frequented,"I lied."Therein I engage his Lordship's favourite whore. I have her dress all in black as his lordship did. Then I beat her with a knight whip like his Lordship did shouting, ‘ 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 oculus !"she said delightedly."You're prevarication of course. He fornicated with every buxom wench he could lay hands on, but pay. You must be joking."

"Exaggerating slightly, perhaps Madam."I admitted.

"So Hanson, are you saying you would like to toss me with a buck whip and sodomise me ?"she asked.

"That would be illegal Madam."I explained.

"Would you like to whisk me with a sawbuck whiplash ?"she asked.

"Indeed, I think I should savor that very lots,"I confessed.

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

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

His Lordship and his Cy Young wife dame Jane returned in time for dinner so I had to be on duty in the dining room.

They ate the opulent repast with all the decorum of pigs at a trough, and drank the okay vino as if it were lemon cordial.

"I say,"Lady Margaret, the Dowager, suddenly announced after rather too a lot french wine,"It would appear that Hanson here has a passion for whipping poor unsuspecting wenches with a horse whip."

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

"No,"she replied,"But a dependable source tells me he likes to bear some usual trollop wearing apparel in mourning black and then he whips and sodomises them."

"commodity God female parent, in black ?"Lord H laughed,"Perhaps you have an booster ! What say you Hanson ?"

"I should lam her within an ounce of her life given a half chance my overlord,"I explained.

"uppercase, majuscule !"Almighty H laughed,"Oh you are a comedian Hanson and no mistake. Thrash Mama. She would eat you for breakfast !"

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

"clock time for the embrasure I think,"God Almighty H laughed,"Well, well, well, what a thought Mama buck whipped by the handmaid !"

"Geoffrey, please !"Lady Jane chided. poor ma'am Jane. Barely twenty dollar bill two. Married two class and still childless. Captain Cook said it was because Lord H was impotent though how she knew was unclear.

The meal finished and the family retired. I took my supper with Captain Cook and the maids downstairs.

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

normalcy returned for a few days until both Jehovah H and Lady Jane went hunting.

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

I went at once,"Yes madam ?"I ventured as I entered her elbow room after knocking politely.

"seminal fluid in close the door, there is a draught,"she ordered."I have something for you."

She handed me a chic leather bounds causa, unusually long and reduce."Open it then."she ordered.

I opened the example. It contained a somewhat used Equus caballus whip.

"Is that what you wanted ?"she asked.

"Only in my dreams,"I admitted.

"Oh well, my mistake,"she said."thunderbolt the door and drop your trousers."

"Madam ?"replied uncertainly.

"Bolt the threshold and drop your trouser I shall not tell you again,"she repeated.

"Yes brothel keeper, certainly Madam,"I replied and I slid the room access bolt along and returned to stand before her as she sat on the bed fully dressed I might add.

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

"Yes Madam."I replied again and duly unwrap my belt and let my pant slide to the floor.

"And underpants,"she added.

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

Carefully I eased them down.

"Very promising,"she said admiringly,"Standing to attention already, my William Henry needed a riding craw up his can before he showed any inclination at all."

"lady,"I agreed. She reached out and come to my prick. She gripped the shaft and then rubbed a finger over the eye at the top where a beadwork 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 underwear what so ever. Just a suspender belt and stockings. Her quim was entirely exposed. Freshly shaven and probably perfumed."ass me Hanson, earn your wages for once,"she ordered.

"Of course ma'am,"I replied and I swiftly unwrap my Joseph Black patent leather indoor brake shoe and pulled my trouser underpants and socks off to stand before her.
"I do so like a man who takes his wind sleeve off,"she laughed as she lay with her knees raised and parted,"Such retainer. Now fuck me you brute !"

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

It was so foresightful since I utmost had a woman. My member revelled in his employment. Pleasant genius raced through my awareness. She moaned. I kissed her.

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

"Sorry lady,"I apologised,"Shall I fuck you tenderly or shall I use you like a cyprian ?"

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

"Thank you dame,"I said."In that character contract that you bitch,"I said and I slammed into her.

"Not quite what I had in mind,"she laughed,"I would opt less talking and more than effort."

No fondling, no talking, it was like using an regular army brothel again except I did not make my Army issue prophylactic sheath.

Suddenly the passion built to a crescendo, the volcano was about to erupt,"ma'am,"I said urgently,"I think I had better."

But she grasped my arse,"Yes !"she said,"liberation replete me, flood me cause me find like a woman again."

I had no solvent the floodgates were well and truly open and my cock was pumping like a blast hose.

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

She wriggled out from under me, walked to the door, slid back the bolt 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.

"madam ?"I queried.

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

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

"rich person you been fucking the butler brothel keeper,"Bessie gasped.

"No you stupid girl, he has been fucking me,"she snapped. I could scarce believe her candor and lack of decorum.

Poor Bessie blushed crimson."Oh !"she replied in appal surprise.

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

"No ma'am, I am a undecomposed miss !"Bessie insisted.

"A very foolish girl more in all likelihood,"Lady H insisted."Anyway back to the kitchen your piece of work is done here."

She saw me standing there watching."Have to observe the low Order in their lieu or Divine knows what would encounter,"she explained.

For the rest of the day and the adopt day Lady Margaret was her usual 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 climate, uncharacteristically charming, especially at dinner.

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

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

I knocked politely."cum in,"peeress Margaret ordered."bolt the door there's a dependable chap."

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

Lady Margaret wasted no time"Ah Hanson, I do trust we are in need of your special attributes. My son being a somewhat feeble and sickly somebody has thus far singularly failed to provide dear Jane with offspring. It has been remarked upon and causes some embarrassment within society."

"Indeed madam ?"I replied.

"So Hanson, do you see a solution to this dead-end street ?"she asked.

"Not immediately Madam,"I admitted.

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

"You make him fathom like a loot bull,"dame Jane teased.

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

"Oh so am I no more than a brood maria ?"gentlewoman Jane asked.

"Rather less I fear,"Lady Margaret admitted,"But Hanson has unswerving haunches, good lungs, good temperament and a heady head and has feature of speech not dissimilar to my son's so I believe he will create a admirable stallion."

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

"No you do not, your task is to instill my daughter in law,"Lady Margaret insisted,"Surely you have no objections ?"

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

"Er, well she does look a little young and vulnerable ?"I suggested.

"goodness overlord, she's been married for two years and fucked lord knows how many times."Lady Margaret snapped.

"thirty seven,"Lady Jane confirmed.

"Hanson would own exceeded that in a fortnight,"Lady Margaret sighed,"My son is a wicked disappointment Hanson, his father was a slow tidal bore but he could be persuaded to do. I do confess I am at my wit end over this son and heritor business."

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

"No fondness, no consideration, no making love, simply saturate her like a bull serving his cow,"peeress Margaret insisted,"I shall of course supervise."

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

"If you are Hanson,"she agreed.

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

"On the bed please Jane, spread your legs so Hanson may bang up you."Lady Margaret ordered,"pant off Hanson."

I responded with alacrity, I shed my place and trousers, socks and underpants and my jacket and would have been naked but for Lady Margaret's cry to desist."adequate !"she cried.

lady Jane was lying on the bed, her knees parted and raised her underthings removed and her quim clearly displayed.

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

I climbed onto the bed, my member now fully erect, rearing indeed. The peeress Margaret grasped my fellow member from behind me, reaching through my pegleg and aiming it at the younger woman's quim.

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

"A minute My Lady,"I requested and I raised myself up and slither down the bed.

I kissed her privileged thigh, she gasped and so I slowly edged my kisses upwards towards her quim,"Ohhhh !"she gasped,"Joseph Henry has never done that !"

I kissed her hillock and then parted her lower lip with my fingers and ran my spit around the moist groove between.

"Ohhhhh Hanson !"Lady Jane gasped.

She was prepare so I swiftly slid up the bed again and dame Margaret guided my member into Jane's now hot and willing quim.

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

"No familiarity !"dame Margaret insisted.

I kissed Jane's neck.

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

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

"Hush my Angel,"I said quietly and I silenced her with a kiss on her lips.

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

I flinched.

"Oh yessss !"gentlewoman 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 prissy,"she sighed,"You must hold Henry some lessons !"

"Don't be ridiculous !"madam Margaret snapped,"Oh finish can't you !"

"Yes Madam,"I agreed for my balls were churning and a solid jet of cum erupted from my shaft making Jane gasp as the gush of cum surged into her vagina.

"Oh gosh Hanson,"Jane gasped,"You are so passionate !"

"Far too passionate, too passionate by one-half,"Lady Margaret retorted,"I told you no tenderness !"

"Madam is simply jealous,"I explained.

"Don't be so wise !"madam Margaret snapped though she blushed crimson as she said it,"And put your trousers on you will affright the handmaid !"

"Certainly ma'am,"I replied sarcastically as I proceeded to find my trousers and shoes.

I dressed and left the ladies as I returned to the downstairs.

"You been fucking the old squawk again ?"Bessie asked.

"No, the young one,"I said,"The old beef sort of supervised !"

"Oh,"Bessie sighed,"That's why you got lip rouge 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 cooky in the bedchamber !"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 way later and I'll show you !"I laughed.

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

The future morning dame Margaret was perhaps even more obnoxious than usual. She belittled and tormented me incessantly,"I do believe you have missed your calling as a gigolo Mr Hanson !"she taunted me after luncheon as I followed her along the on a higher floor corridor.

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

"Mr Hanson !"she gasped.

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

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

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

"check !"she hissed, as I caressed her left breast. Her tit stirred.

"You were jealous when I kissed lady Jane,"I whispered,"You want to be loved."

"wellspring certainly not by you,"she replied crossly. Her body had other ideas. Her rapidly thawing quim was moistening and my ovolo edged slowly inner her.

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

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

We shuffled towards her chamber with my quarter round still inside her. She opened the door, 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 individual 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 familiarity remember."

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

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

"No brothel keeper,"I agreed as I worked my thumb around inside her and released my belt and dropped my pant with the other.

My member sprang free, stiff and rearing and I eased it slowly into her now damp vagina. As soon as I was fully sheathed I began to break her bosom,"Hanson please !"she protested but soon her mammaries filled my manus as I fucked her rhythmically from behind.

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

"Not an unpleasant way to while away an afternoon,"I agreed,"And now, if madam is gear up I feel it is time to ejaculate !"

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

"Thank you Hanson, that was most consonant,"she conceded as we separated a few moments later,"But really you can not just attract my underclothes down on a whim."

"Then don't habiliment underclothes brothel keeper,"I suggested quite reasonably.

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