In the time of tabby Victoria 's reign on the in the south side of Dartmoor, in the County of Devon in Southern England


Miss Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


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

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

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

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

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

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

I had not expected a sandstone frontal. I had not expected anything so large having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 sleeping accommodation plus handmaiden fourth part, and I had certainly not expected to find the total staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs Virginia McMath the cook, Bessie the maid and girl Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as countless nurseryman and demesne worker, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would take them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkyns had introduced me to girl Blenkinsopp I asked her to make up sleeping room for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to coiffure a duad of maids to keep us warm at night.

"I to the highest degree certainly shall not !"Miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

"fountainhead if you wish to remain in my employ you will make surely I want for nothing, is that clear."I demanded as I realised misfire Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be better off without.

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

We ate a fairish dinner, and a tolerable supper but when bed time came there was no will maid.

"missy Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in defeat,"A moment of your time."

She came in her nighttime gown,"Mr Edward G. Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maid, I ordered a maid, now find me a maid or I shall can you with no computer address,"I insisted.

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

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

"When I say ardent I mean riding horse ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maid,"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 take aim advantage of your copious bosoms."

"I prefer to disrobe beneath the bedclothes 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. Moon cast its eerie incandescence across the bedchamber. The bed was cold-blooded. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her white meat were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my drumhead and then lay beside her.

The tidy sum of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a trice I had her raise her arms that I might slip it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her venter. I reached and felt a mass of wiry hair,"That must go, I want my whores uncontaminating shaven,"I said without thinking.

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

"What do you worry about my pleasure !"she replied.

"gentlewoman, the cry of ecstasy when a woman reaches her elevation of excitement is always my aim, it is my signaling to put out my semen do you see ?"I asked but she had no knowledge of transport so my Bible were in vain.

I continued to search with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fear. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left teat between finger and thumb. I tenderly squeezed the hairy agglomerate next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to love something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breath came in light gasps. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the soft moist spot and eased a finger's breadth inside. I felt impedance. I tried a endorsement fingerbreadth and found the same. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her second joint apart and slid over her. My extremity strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too hanker and I gently aimed him between her soft moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her tongue. Resistance. I eased back and thrust hard and quite suddenly my appendage was deep inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall involve 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 intellection 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 reply, I fully expected her to lie like a utter Fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever more forceful endeavour until at concluding I ejaculated forcibly making her pant in delight.

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

I woke with the dawn. 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 skillful way to start 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 continued engagement is assured."

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

"fille Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last night. It was quite delightful. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to help myself of your charms again."

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

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her breasts in my hands and nuzzled her neck opening,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a helping hand down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her body betrayed her. Her teat were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her bend over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her night scrubs. My member reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted bottom 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 bar in her hair but it did not bother me unduly. She had wonderful little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her face in the binding 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 go as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every troy ounce of pleasure.

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

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

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

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

As for miss Blenkinsopp I did not forget her but rather pushed her to the back of my mind.

Mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested several desirable new ladies about of whom I was sadly old enough to be their fathers, and sadly Devonshire and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The wintertime passed and the springiness came again and quite suddenly Miss Blenkinsopp was thrust right into the eye of my consciousness.

I was at my Jack London desk when Wainwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a misfire Blenkinsopp. I did not agnise the name.

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

She waddled awkwardly into my post,"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 theater, misfire Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the fry ?"I enquired.

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

"Mine, are you for certain ?"I asked as I looked at her sad oculus and greying hair.

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

"My god, I'm to be a father, soundly Almighty. I must induce been blackmailed for hundreds of guineas for shaver which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

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

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

"To retain my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a child, that would be a scandal,"I laughed."I don't even have it away your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a full while since I last poked a female parent to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But missy Blenkinsopp do you not call up the break of the day when I bent you over the dressing table ? Shall we not chitchat heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"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."withdraw your coat off. Lift your skirts. Lower your underpants. twist over my desk and prompt me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my office doorway,"No I want to find you,"I explained and I slipped my arms around her from buns and held her breast. Full ripe white meat. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her skirts and underthings. Her gallus 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 sister !"she pleaded, but her soundbox had betrayed her again. Her quim was moist. I dropped my trouser and buried my member in her quim. She gasped. I held her tit and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

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

It was akin to pulling on a favourite twain of skidder, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The moment 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 repeat the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find out a room for you where I may call from time to time to bask a gallop,"I suggested.

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

"Oh very well, go to my town sign of the zodiac, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my fancy woman for the time being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

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

"And leave your underpants off I may need to have it away you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my chest pouch. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea fowl for your fare."

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

I returned home at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat base and my coating on the coat hook and then Mother approached in a blind fury,"Geoffrey what on earth have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"Miss Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with child !"she insisted.

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

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not infer, girl Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my booster. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family line had trouble. The the three estates went to a distant cousin when her founding father died, and she clearly had to have employment in a humble role but to treat her like a common fancy woman is insufferable."

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

"Geoffrey,"Mother insisted."It will not do, Miss Blenkinsopp is a very tolerable individual and I am determined that you shall cover her correctly."

"Very well announce the engagement in the Times, if we take care we can have a christening and marriage combined,"I laughed.

"That is not mirthful Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the register berth at Totnes and hope none of our friends notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest mother,"I sighed.

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

"That is not at issue, she will do what is necessary,"female parent insisted.

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

"Yes, your mother suggested it might be a resolution,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No making love just a restroom !"

"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 believe I let you create love to me ?"

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

mother broke the quiet,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an special pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will postulate a nursery and if it is a girl you will involve a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

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

It was altogether a very quiet intimacy, a simple ceremony at the enrollment business office at Totnes Assises, a quiet reception, a brief sojourn at Morelands and then the patter of midget feet.

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