An old story reprised.

Note All reference are entirely ficticious and my excuse of any family or company names have inadvertently been used


My Lady 's Descent, the Butler Tale.


I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the draught room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day.

Mr Harrison my noble 's stock agent and advisor arrived just after luncheon, he asked no take to see my dame with the level best urgency.

'' But sir, my lady is resting, '' I explained, knowing she was most belike with one Lieutenant Carruthers her a la mode dalliance.

I went to seek her, I went upstairs to her room and knocked decorously, and then as one does I listened intently.

'' Oh yes, '' she was gasping, `` Oh that 's sooo good, do n't block off. ``

'' There 's someone knocking, '' a man 's voice hissed.

'' Mr Sir Rex Harrison wishes an hearing my noblewoman, '' I explained through the fold door.

'' Then have him fag out a funny wig and appear at the Adelphi ! '' the man joked.

'' Johnny Reb, '' my noblewoman whispered, `` Look its Gerald 's banker, I had better go, '' and she shouted `` Just a moment ! ''

Amazingly quickly my gentlewoman appeared at the door, a visual sense of golden curls and vermillion chiffon, spoiled only by smeared lipstick.

'' My Lady, '' I explained, `` Your lip stick ? ``

'' Oh, '' she said, `` Do n't be so damned impertinent ! '' but she still looked in the mirror and repaired the wrong with a napkin.

'' Good chap, mums the word ? '' Carruthers said as he followed her from the elbow room while smoothing his cricket jersey down and taking his billfold from his white cricket trouser he tucked a ten bob notation in my top pocket, `` See myself out, back up way. '' and he slipped away, the very epitome of a waiting room lizard, or should that be lounge snake.

I left him to his deceit and legerdemain, no dubiety the regiment thought he was elsewhere, perhaps he was at cricket and had himself bowled out to give up half an hour for cuckolding but perhaps his enormous ego would not allow him to appear less than a superman at the crease but he was certainly most unworthy of my dame 's philia.

My lady swept downstairs, `` Mister Harrison, what a pleasant surprisal ! '' she simpered.

'' I fear not dame Saltcoats, '' he said, `` Can we speak privately ? ``

'' The study is available my ma'am, '' I suggested.

'' He means sodomite off Holdford ! '' my noblewoman hissed.

'' Alford my ma'am, '' I corrected, `` Certainly my noblewoman. ``

'' Go on then ! '' she hissed and she ushered me away.

I went to the kitchen, I sat on my ordure, Mrs bridge circuit the cook stood at the sink, `` disorder Mr Alford ? '' she asked.

I looked at her, heavy breasted, round shouldered and old before her time, `` None of our business Mrs bridge circuit, '' I said using the courtesy deed of Mrs despite the fact she had never married and was likely a Virgo the Virgin, with little prognosis of losing that distinction.

'' If you say so sir ! '' she said sarcastically.

I let it go and then suddenly my lady shouted `` No ! ``

I stood and rushed to the written report and flung the door wide. My ma'am was aghast, but stood yards from Harrison, `` No, it can not be so ! '' she cried.

'' What have you done sir ? '' I demanded, `` My Lady is overwrought ! ``

'' Not I, '' he said, `` I accept no blame. ``

'' For what ? '' I asked.

'' Lord Saltcoats has been declared insolvent, '' Harrison explained, `` Receivers have been appointed, my Godhead has seven calendar Day to overturn these premises, meanwhile all bank history are frozen. ``

'' What do you have in mind ? '' I demanded.

'' home story, all that sort of matter, '' he explained, `` It 's the stock mart, and reinsurance, richly finance, you would n't interpret. ``

I should give birth hit him for his insult, but how was he to know my straight character ? Instead I congratulated myself on blending so subtly into the framework of the country house.

'' There will be some residuum surely, the London residence ? '' I asked.

'' Mortgaged, '' he said, `` And remortgaged, liabilities vastly exceed the assets. ``

'' Then why let this happen ! '' I queried.

'' None of your business, '' he said, `` But I had no mind, none at all, I merely manage his lordship 's investment portfolio, of grade we made large losses, but no More than anyone else, less than many, it 's not my faulting he started meddling in insurance, none at all ! ``

'' What does it think, where will we go ! '' my dame demanded.

The telephone rang, in an automatic reflex I went to the entranceway Granville Stanley Hall to answer it.

'' Rainsford House, Lord Saltcoats mansion, '' I answered automatically.

'' Alford, is that Alford ? '' mortal demanded.

'' Indeed, '' I agreed.

'' Right bet its Ted Griggs here, '' he said, `` His lordship 's London chauffeur, I got some bad news program. ''

'' Indeed ? '' I queried.

'' tone tell Mrs Bridges that noble Saltcoats, has disappeared, '' he said.

'' Disappeared, no he 's gone smash. '' I said.

'' wellspring I dropped him off at Victoria around ten o'clock this morning and they said to go home when I got back, I reckon he legged it to France on the Flesh de bawd, '' he meant the Golden pointer train, `` What do you have in mind ruin ? '' he demanded, `` Oh damn, I ai n't got no Sir Thomas More pennies tell Mrs bridge, '' he said after the telephone pinged and suddenly it went idle Brrrrrrr.

'' It seems his Lordship has left left us, '' I said as I returned.

'' Only properly thing, '' Harrison agreed, `` Gun or noose ? ``

'' The train ferry to French Republic ! '' I corrected.

'' Oh the total asshole ! '' my noblewoman cried.

'' Indeed my ma'am, '' I agreed and I slipped away.

Generally private use of his lordship 's telephony was grounds for instant dismissal but I no longer cared, and throwing carefulness to the breaking wind I booked a call to my bank in Liverpool where they were keeping my `` Family Silver, '' in their safety deposit.

'' Alford ! '' my lady protested when she saw me at the phone when I should have shown Mr Harrison out, but I ignored her.

She flew at me afterwards, `` How dare you ! '' she said, `` Collect your things you are dismissed forthwith ! ``

'' And how shall you pay me what you owe ? '' I demanded, `` You can not. ``

'' I can give the axe you with goose egg ! '' she said, `` No requital, no reference, no character ! ``

'' Indeed ? '' I queried, `` Well perhaps you can pay me. ``

'' No ! read your things and go ! '' she said.

'' Perhaps you could pay me the way you pay police lieutenant Carruthers and a few Thomas More I might mention ! '' I suggested.

'' No, Brassica napus ! '' she wailed and she rushed towards her room.

I followed, I caught her at the door and pushed her interior pausing only to bolt out the door.

'' No ! '' she said, `` Well at least let me undo the hooks, this cost an absolute circumstances. ``
'' Of course, '' I said, `` Allow me. ``

She sat on the bed as I unfastened her dress, `` Be careful, '' she pleaded and then she stood and it fell around her feet.

Her well rounded breasts bulged over her red corset, her red knickers enclosed by the suspender straps, and she stood up and laid the clothes carefully on the dresser.

'' That 's better, '' she said and she screamed, `` Rape, '' again several times.

'' Ot would appear the US horse cavalry is otherwise engaged my Lady, '' I observed as I removed my highly polished blackamoor shoes to reveal well worn black wind sleeve with protruding big toes, which I hurriedly removed, `` Does Lieutenant Carruthers get rid of his shirt and under shirt madam ? '' I asked.

'' No, though it is none of your business, '' she declared, `` Rape ! '' she shouted again.

I removed my jacket crown and shirt front, slipped the composition board collar off and removed my undershirt.

'' trade good Lord, '' she gulped, `` Alford, '' and then I unbuttoned my fly and removed trousers and underpants in a single motion.

'' God, you are pleased to see me are n't you ! '' she exclaimed as she gazed at my manhood as it strained, `` Right, '' she said as she snapped her brace away from her stockings and pushed her knickers down before kicking them off her feet.

'' Rape, '' she shouted again and then, `` Oh well, you wo n't hurt me will you, and there are some greyback 's in the dressing table.

'' They spoil the minute my peeress, '' I explained, `` I shall climb on you as the dependable lord intended. ``

It was nearly a week since my finale night off, spent with two buxom cyprian in the town a wearisome ten foresighted international mile away by bicycle, and my need was capital, and her protest were little but tokens.

'' Do n't hurt me, '' she asked again as I gripped her waist as I planted my articulatio genus firmly between hers and blindly aimed my humanness at her.

'' Hey, '' she said, `` Not there, let me, '' and she guided my straining manhood between her unseen cunt sass and took me to heaven.

'' Do something then, '' she insisted.

'' What ? '' I asked as I luxuriated in the feel of her moist cunt gripping me.

'' I do n't cognize, but it 's not very exciting for me. '' she declared.

I thrust against her, `` in effect ? '' I asked.

'' a lot ! '' she said, `` And again, that 's better, '' she said, `` Oh you 're so big, '' she said, `` fuck me, you 're going to prison house for this so relish yourself ! ``

I started to retrieve of her as a whore, a beautiful aureate haired high division whore, and then I remembered the smeared lip rouge and I determined to sample her lip as well and I dipped my lips to caress hers.

Her tongue emerged instantly, running around my tooth, my mind exploded and so did my cock jolt and pumping and flooding her parts, and as our rima oris parted she was gasping and muttering, `` Oh my god, '' she said and then we stilled.

'' Alford, '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``,

'' What ? '' I asked.

'' If we 're bankrupt '' she said, `` What are we going to do ? ``

'' What is this `` We'suddenly ? '' I asked.

'' Well, what is it to be Alford, rape or 'we', '' she asked quite reasonably.

'' We, '' I said, `` My dame. ``

`` I expect Gerald has, '' she said quietly, `` He wo n't face dilapidation, he knows I only want his money, I never loved him. ``

'' And the dashing deputy ? '' I enquired.

'' He makes me feel honorable, '' she said, `` But then to be honest, so do you. ''

She stretched, `` So what is it to be, a Nice frigidness cell or me ? ``

'' What a choice, may I have a moment to recollect my gentlewoman ? '' I asked.

'' Get dressed, we have appearance to maintain, '' she insisted and she went to dress again.

I too dressed and made my way downstairs, there was a hubbub of articulation in the kitchen, I went in, `` Mr Alford, or is it My Lord. '' Binks the mind nurseryman challenged.

'' Mr Binks, '' I replied, `` What troubles you ? ``

'' You and her ladyship, '' he said.

'' She 's finished, '' I said, `` We 're finished, his lordship 's insolvent, the bailiffs are coming so I 'm leaving. ``

'' And ladyship, '' Mrs Bridges asked.

'' Do n't ask me, '' I insisted.

'' She 's leaving with Mr Alford, '' her ladyship said as she came to abide behind me, `` Tonight. ``

I had no intention of leaving so soon yet there was niggling point in remaining, `` We need to talk, '' I explained.

'' We 'll get a hotel room, '' she suggested, `` Do you force back ? ``

'' Yes, '' I agreed.

'' Then we 'll bring the Rolls, '' she insisted, `` The shooting bracken ! ``

We left that Saame evening, her luggage stowed in every trim distance it that huge crudely overbodied spoof of a opulence car so full that she had to sit beside me, and we made our way north.

'' What will you do ? '' I asked.

'' What do you indicate ? '' she replied.

'' wellspring I doubt cooking or cleaning is to your taste, '' I suggested, `` Whore, prostitute, courtesan ? ``

'' Yes, '' she agreed, `` I have some money, perhaps we could get a room ? ``

'' Perhaps, but for now, '' I suggested, `` Lady Alford and her Chauffeur ? ``

'' reprint beds ? '' she asked, `` I 'll call you Alan ! ``

'' One for sleeping and one for work ! '' I joked.

I could n't intrust her, I never really intended for her to suit a fancy woman but could not risk telling her the trueness, maybe I should have, but I didn't.

You see three years before my father had made arrangements for me to lick in the United United States Department of State of America, to study about the American organisation of banking which seemed so greatly higher-up to ours, and while there the cracking crash of 1929 erupted through the whole economic system.
I was working at a culture medium size city bank as a sort of assistant director, and I was right there when the run came, and when it came it all seemed to happen all at once.

ordinary bicycle people, regular kinsfolk waited in a line right down the street and you did n't need to be a whizz to ferment out we had not even a tenth part of the money those people thought they had in their accounts to pay them. We started paying out in the dayspring and by high noon the hurdle was empty, except that is an innocuous cardboard box of big value eyeshade which somehow found their way in my locker, for secure keeping you understand.

Ted hug drug chief bank clerk and Jim McFadden the manager came down the bank dorm all glum faced, `` Shut the doorway Jim, '' McFadden said to the precaution, `` We 're gone broke. ``

That triggered a near drunken revelry, I slipped out the back way with my box and in all the confusion I swapped my twenty seven Buick for the janitor 's bicycle and coat and I rode off down the street on that bicycle with about a half million dollars in that cardboard box balanced on the cross bar.

I went to the apartment I rented, told Mrs Rafferty the concierge I was leaving and I headed north west towards New York metropolis on the evening train.

So what do you do when you have half a million one dollar bill of somebody else 's cash ? Why get a job of course.

Except the world and his sidekick was looking for a job, so I bought some article of furniture, put my box in a sideboard, had it crated and arranged shipment to England on the RMS Mauretania and I sailed home 2nd class.
I had my crateful put in storage and looked for a job, told dad I was still in the states, changed my name to Alford and forged some credit and worked in Liverpool until I fancied some country air and her ladyship took me on as Butler.

She knew my computer address were forged, she thought she could sack me any clock time and that would go along me in line and stop me telling her husband about her lovers.

But now I had half a million dollars to spend, without being noticed.

We found a dainty lilliputian apartment, it was over a betting workshop in the Harrow Road, the land factor had hundreds of empty properties, we could take our pick.

She had savings, we pawned some of her jewellery, we painted the apartment, bought bed piece of furniture, I had my stuff from Liverpool sent over and we worked like a veridical team.

Then when we were all ready to spread I told her my plan, `` Look, '' I said one evening after a particularly farsighted and gruelling seance in bed.

'' I know, Mr flopsy is tired, he needs a kiss, '' she said as she bent to kiss my softened penis.

'' My lady, you do n't need to sleep with anyone, except me, '' I explained, '' I have about half a million dollar bill to launder, you just say an eccentric American language paid you in dollar mark. ``

'' But Alan, '' she said, `` We agreed, we did all the work, we were going to get a maid, get small, progress up, two or three man a night to begin with. ``

'' We can just use it as a covert, '' I explained.

'' But you promised two or three men a day, '' she said angrily, `` You promised ! ``

'' But surely you do n't desire ? '' I asked.

'' And you do n't seriously cerebrate you satisfy me do you ? '' she asked, `` With Mr Floppy always needing a sucking to sound off start him, for heavens sake ! ``

'' You want to be a whore ? '' I said incredulously.

'' Yes with you there to protect me, '' she said, `` I expect I could do a gentleman in forty proceedings and a handmaid in ten. ``

'' At the Lapplander meter ? '' I queried, `` One up the punt handing over ? ``

'' Possibly, '' she said, `` But you did the sums, even with a few day a month when we need a bandstand in we will make a putting to death ! ``

'' But what about us ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, you still get your spell, '' she said, `` But really, seriously, '' she said, `` I need more than. ``

We heard nothing of Lord Saltcoats and so it was that we opened `` The gentlewoman 's Boudoir '' one eve in Sep 1932.

The name was stencilled on the door beside the betting shop an inside the doorway we had a booth where the receptionist Lillia sat guarding the bottom of the stairs and then I would recognize the gentlemen, take their hats and boxing glove and stand in attendance in case they needed assistance with dressing and always keep up prudence and moderation.

It sickened me, every day she lay in bed from mid morning money box after midnight while a succession of men used her, `` Good day sir may I contain your hat ? '' I would ask and get a scornful glare in replication as gloves were thrown in the hat and the hat handed to me.

We reached concord for the betting shop class to be our waiting elbow room, every day there was my ma'am, answering to any name under the sun, play acting the odoriferous heart, legs astride, cunt glistening. teats distended, bathed in sudor like as not and then dragging some half naked gentleman subtraction pant and underpants but like as not retaining wind sleeve and sock gallus to her as she grasped his rampant member to aim it within her or take up it to life or closing.

Hairy asses bobbling as they pounded her, meter after prison term, hebdomad after week, month after month until every Panthera uncia of pity I had for her was ground to null by the friction of crotch upon crotch.

I rented a house for us in Middlesborough bench so we could get away from her piece of work, but she was always too bore so I had the other bedroom converted to another study room, bare story and a mere mattress.

They paid extra for the simple mattress, the more than soiled it got the better they liked it because it stopped being gentlemen and instead it was anyone who won a bet on the horses.

They all wanted to eff a fine peeress on a soiled mattress.

'' Maybe you would favor standing against a wall in the ginnel ? '' I asked in a moment of reckless sarcasm.

'' And how a lot duplicate would that be ? '' the chap asked quite seriously.

'' Double, '' I said flippantly.

'' Then I 'll have that ! '' he agreed.

She used the court, the ginnel was too public and she wore a pair of sprocket and a retainer smock, sometimes we had three men waiting while a fourth fucked her standing against the wall.

Sometimes Lillia pretended to be the lady, if she remembered to keep her mouth shut, when not clamped around a customer 's phallus that is, she was very well, except it made too much work for me keeping an eye on two whores, taking money and everything.

One night a Irishman asked me to make out him up the ass while he fucked Lillia. I declined, but it gave me an melodic theme, `` So where do you get you 're ass fucked ? '' I asked.

He told me, I out an advertising in the windowpane and got ten interrogation in two hours.

I gave Harry the job, he liked nothing better than wearing a skirt with zip under it, usually he wore a kilt but his geordie punctuate betrayed him and he relished the idea of ramming his meat up gentleman 's backsides while they shafted our whores.

He seemed entirely capable so I left him to it, and gradually did less and less time at the Boudoir and he became more or less the manager while I planned my next move.

I went to London and became delayed with my personal matters and came north again to determine on my lady.

She was not there, `` gentleman want variety sir, I got some new young lady in, '' Harry explained.

'' But she was the whole reason ! '' I pleaded, `` Where is she ? ``

'' Blowed if I know sir, '' he said, `` I just thought she were a whore, sir. I never thought she was your special whore. ``

I went out to seek her, I asked around until I heard of someone living in a hut by the railroad line and earning a gall from home base stratum and the like.

I had to find her and bought a derby hat hat and duster coat like a railway official and marched down to the rail yards.

There was no mark of her, but then a lucky stroke, `` You going for a jar Tam ? '' somebody asked a number one wood as his shift ended.

'' Och so I will, after I poke the noblewoman, '' was his reply.

I followed, he went to the engineman 's barracks, where the long length men lodged before returning home, and there I found her bare but for a coat open at the front sitting on an engine man 's locker listening to the tarradiddle of engines.

'' Enginemen only sir, '' the helper said politely but firmly.

'' I came to see her, '' I said and pointed, `` How are you ? ``

'' Well, '' she said and she smiled, `` Were you worried ? '' she asked.

'' Yes, you were not at the star sign, '' I explained.

'' That Harry was beastly, '' she said, `` He wanted to commove more, but I just want sex. ``

'' And now ? '' I asked.

'' They are lovely, all these lonely men to comfort, '' she said, `` They make me feel wanted. ''

I looked at her, her blonde hair seemed to be silvering, her skin once like oriental alabaster now weatherbeaten, `` I 'll save an account statement for your money, you know where to receive me, '' I explained, `` Oh Geoffrey turned up, '' I added, `` He 's working as a Gigolo in four-card monte Carlo, maybe you two were made for each other after all. ``

'' Maybe, '' she admitted but the Scotsman had her in his ember dusted weapon system and his black bridge player ran through her hair and his black lips brushed her ruby lips and it was more than I could bear to see.

I hid my tears and left her even as she gasped in approval as her Scots lover took her to heaven once more .