Captain Hirst's virgin Bridget

The way was suddenly silent, all hinged upon the crook of a card. master Cashmire watched intently as I turned over my endure calling card. An Ace.

The color drained from his face.

"But you were bluffing, the nerve on your cervix"he stammered.

"Nerves my lord,"I assured him,"Just nerves, you may well have had a superior hand.

"My God Cashers, you've lost it all !"Bunty Buntingthorpe exclaimed.

I looked around as Mallinson acting as server, or Croupier as the frenchies have it, pushed the Brobdingnagian raft of chips and Cashmire's banker's bill towards me. I was not particularly excited, I just wanted to teach the old jester a lesson.

"Good God Cashers,"Lord Althwaite chipped in,"You just bet your demesne and lost !"

"He cheated !"Cashmire protested,"His neck !"

"Hardly cheating old boy, '' Allthwaite laughed,"Ace up the sleeve that's cheating, not flabby cervix muscles."

"I demand the opportunity to win it back !"Cashmire blustered.

"Indeed, what did you wish to wager ?"I ventured.

"Your daughter, all five maybe ?"Bunty suggested.

"Yes, may daughter's honour against the the three estates !"he insisted.

I concurred. He lost. Again. He fainted. I bade my protagonist good bye and retired to my lodgings.

Bunty roused me succeeding day. He insisted I went to Cashmire ballpark forthwith to arrogate my prize.

I concurred. We arrived at noon. Lord Cashmire greeted us."So which one will you pick out ?"

He took us to the withdrawing room.

"I am afraid in addition to losing my estate of the realm in a secret plan of Poker last eventide I also wagered my daughter honour,"He explained,"I did not specify which daughter so headwaiter Hirst has come to choose."

"Ah, My lord,"We came to discuss the subject,"I explained.

"So choose,"he ordered waving his arm at a panoply of daughters.

"I am spoken for,"said the eldest,"As am I"said another. One by one they cast their eye down. The youngest held my stare."I am not of age !"she said firmly.

"Your gens ?"I asked.

"Amelia !"she replied.

"And shall you be of age three geezerhood hence when I return from India ?"I asked.

"Of course,"she snapped her eyes blazing.

"Then I shall prefer you my dear,"I averred,"We shall wed on my return and choose your honour, until then I shall intrust the direction of my estate to your capable hands."

"You shall never take my award !"she railed.

I bade them farewell. Three geezerhood hence they would have forgotten me.

We embarked for Republic of India the day after the next, and I did not come back for three tenacious and bloody years.

Our conflict weary regiment landed at Portsmouth three years and eight month to the day after departing. I had much to do. Our officer corps decimated by the beast of the Khyber pas and the malarious infection and illnesses which abound in that god forsaken land.

I went as Captain and returned as meaty Colonel, surely to return to the rank of John Major when the war office became mindful of my field promotion.

It was Bunty who reminded me of Lord Cashmire and the the three estates. Bunty at my English throughout the effort, a true friend.

We went to Cashmire ballpark a few days after landing. Bunty professed a liking for Cashmire's second vernal so we went in high spirits.

Lord Cashmire met us. bent grass and bleary-eyed eyed. He was completely befuddled. Lady Cashmire had to speak for him.

"I should apologise for my married man skipper,"she said levelly,"But I shall not for he is a break man."

"I am good-for-nothing to hear that,"I replied.

"Are you, it is entirely your fault !"she snapped.

"flavour, My Lady, I came to settle the matter, I never sought to take your estates."I explained,"Just learn the lesson of the evil of gambling."

"Well state that to Amelia. She is ruined and My husband is a broken man, split up Captain."she protested.

"So where shall I find Ameila ?"I enquired.

"Somewhere you shall never find her,"she told us bluntly."As soon as she knew you were home she determined that you should never choose her honour."

"But where, a Monastery ? '' I queried

"No skipper, sadly not,"his Lordship said sadly,"She now resides in a bawdy planetary house near Pompey Dockyard."

"What, what are your saying ?"I demanded.

"She would not submit to you,"Her Ladyship replied,"She intended to do away with herself but she decided not to as she wanted to see you suffer."

I sat down without being asked,"goodness god, I never meant, I mean, perhaps I would have wooed her but I would never have taken, you know, forced.."

"wellspring you should have told her that !"Lady Cashmire insisted.

It was awful,"Where will I find her ?"I asked

"The Agamemnon, near the waterfront,"Lord Cashmire informed me,"She says she likes it very much."

I felt sick.

We made our escape. We returned to Pompey to search Amelia. We knew of the Agamemnon, it was infamous, it was named after a 64 gun Man o War to attract sailors.

We found it easily. A large rather shabby building near the naval dockyard gates and despite the hr, not yet 5 of the clock was already filled with sottish sailors and al-Qaida whores.

We went in,"Shouldn't go in there sir,"the doorman insisted,"Ain't no respect for officers in there sirs."

"I thank you but I have business with a lady !"I insisted.

"Ain't no Ladies in here sirs, only Oars."he said,"But don't let me stand between thee and thee pleasure."

We entered the darkness. sailors sat on benches quenching their thirst with watery beer instead of their usual fluxing lime juice and grog. madam if such term could be applied to found adult female, raised their skirts for a few coins to show their bared loins and let the men paw at their buck private parts.

A bawdy candy kiss on the lips, a placidity word and a golden sailor would whip a skirt away up the stairs to some common soldier place of some such. Sometimes a grouping of sailors would take a giggling wench up the stairs with them.

A skirt looked up from her companions,"Oh look, an officer !"she laughed,"And what do you want sir ! Poke a chick up the ass like thee does thee batman I'll stake !"

"Insolent bird, I would no more poke a batman than put my member in a pythons mouth,"I averred,"I seek Amelia !"

"Oh god,"she said."Oh my noble, You're that Captain aint you ?"she gasped,"She said you was evil and ugly like a monster and a Equus asinus, but you ent, are you ?"

"You know her ?"I demanded, She nodded."Then carry me to her !"I demanded.

"aspect she went up not ten min since,"she said,"With some sailors."

"Take me to her I say,"I demanded. she demurred. I gave her a ash gray coin, she gave it back.

"I'll appearance you where, '' she ordered,"Follow me, just give me tuppence for my trouble."

I did as she said. I followed her up the stairs, past rooms where the speech sound of passion resonated and reverberated through the ill fitttng doors, along smutty stained corridors of creaking floorboards and up again to small meaner rooms.

Our pathfinder opened a door. The small cramped elbow room was filled with sailors. The roof sloped down along one side where the room was set against the roof. An Iron bedstead took much of the space and a young girl with blonde hairsbreadth lay on the filthy stained mattress. Her short-change once white smock was up around her waist and down around her waistline revealing her cumulus upon which two boater were sucking while a third had his member firmly embedded in the young lady entrails, and endeavouring to hale it even further in.

I was shocked that Amelia could come to this.

"Oops sorry, wrong one !"our scout simpered.

The next way was standardised. The ceiling again sloped down, an Fe bed with varnished mattress near filled what had been a servant's room and sailor boy near filled the surplus quad. This clip the wench was kneeling over the bed with just one sailor serving her with his member rammed firmly up her backside.

"Ohh, Sorry,"our bird said awkwardly,"Must be the next one."

It was not, we moved on until finally a door opened.

I stood in give tongue to disbelief. The elbow room was the same as the others but the doll was not abed. She was between two Panama. Her branch and blazon wrapped around one favourable cranny upon whose member she was clearly impaled while his shipmate standing behind her clearly had his fellow member impel deep into her backside. She was laughing. Her teeth blinding albumen, her golden hair swirling, her mounds were crushed against the sailor's chest as apart from her stockings she was completely naked.

She looked at me,"Hello John, are you next ?"she asked.

My knees buckled,"No, Yes,"I blustered.

"Then wait outside if you please, I have gentlemen to pleasure, and they have me to delight !"She grasped the sailor more than firmly and throw against him even more forcefully, forcing him ever profoundly,"Give it to me,"she husked,"You know you want to."

Her center widened as the sailor reached the point of departure and as he did so she contrived to buss him full on the back talk yet somehow she still managed to stare at me.

I stood in the doorway transfixed."I expect they will change remnant next,"my doll said,"Shall I suckle your penis to take a shit you courteous and stiff ready for when she's free ?"

"Ah, no I thank you,"I said sincerely for my sap was already fully risen.

"Ohhh, I see you are a big boy aren't you,"she giggled,"You'll burst your breeches if you don't get sculptural relief soon !"

"I can't understand,"I confessed. My wench closed the door. There was a belittled wooden workbench. We sat together.

"See there's adult female and there's char,"she explained,"Some likes a good seeing to and some don't, some pretends to care a good seeing to but don't and some pretends not and grows bitter when they don't get enough."

"What are you blabbering about ?"I demanded.

"Well Amelia's like me, I can't get plenty and nor can she,"the wench said,"I just wish all me gentlemen was man,"she added philosophically.

We waited patiently. One of the bar men appeared, he opened Amelia's door."Time's up you're wanted down stairs in number four for a special,"he announced.

Amelia had pulled a gown around herself when she emerged,"You'll have to wait, why not come and follow, you might wish it,"she explained.

I followed her, the doll came as well,"I better look after you,"she said helpfully,"You might take some succor !"

Amelia disappeared through a door,"Can't go in there, come with me to the spy hole,"my wench suggested.

I did as she said, A door led to a specialise darkened corridor with little spy muddle discreetly cut into the walls."It usually costs tuppence,"she added.

The room was bare. The base oil cloth which was freshly cleaned. Seven or eight men waited there. Amelia entered. She wore one of her old dress. she looked every inch a dame except the cleavage was so low her breasts were completely bare and the front was cut away to present her time slot and mound.

"Who's first ?"she asked.

She chose. She slipped off his belt, lowered his breeches and started to give suck his appendage, another loosened his breech and she grasped it with her left hand then a third loosened his and she grasped him with her right hand.

Then the early men dropped their knickerbockers also, not only dropped but dropped to the base and kicked off. Amelia changed man. suckling and caressing unlike men till all their members were sway hard and then with them all clustered around she tipped them over the bound, their ejaculate splashing her case, her oculus, her wearing apparel everywhere. Even her belly from where she scooped it up and forced it up her expansion slot. I felt her stare boring into me.

The men dressed, wiped themselves upon her attire and left the room.

"Did you like that toilet ?"Amelia asked as she stared at my spy hole."Did Josie relieve you while you watched ?"

"No,"I replied, my voice breaking.

"Then come in and let me allay you,"she offered.

"I just want to talk."I explained.

"I know, and you find it so much well-situated when you have six in of substantial cock up inside me,"she said knowingly,"You men are all alike."

My wench Josie helped me to slue out of the specialise corridor and construct my way to where Amelia waited.

She smiled, she slipped off her robe and stood before me posing provocatively,"Get your fellow member out then,"she ordered,"Or do you need to choke off your knickers ?"

"I want to talk,"I said feebly.

I stood there uselessly. My chick unbuttoned my breeches. My member already stiffened strained at her touch.

Amelia laughed at me."Oh my lord, is that all you have."

The wench responded,"Its a nice shaft,"she said as she stroked me.

"I didn't mean value for this to encounter,"I said earnestly,"I meant to woo you and if you did not reply I would."

"You didn't think beyond my falling madly in love with you did you ?"Amelia challenged.

"I hoped,"I replied.

"wellspring I decided you should not have my honour,"she laughed,"So I sneaked away and arranged for Madame to sell my honour to the highest bidder."

"She liked it, she liked it a lot, '' My wench added.

"I like it,"Amelia admitted,"I love the flavour of a square penis pressing and pulsating and the pleasure it affords the gentleman."She lay back and spread her legs spacious before opening the lips to her uterus to afford me a view right into her viscera,"And I know just how desperate you are to stick your appendage mystifying inside me, but, John,"she said."You may not, I forbid it !"and she laughed.

My wench gently stroked my penis. He was already weeping some lubricator. Amelia raised herself up and cupped her breasts forming a channel.

"How would you like to put your thingy up between my boobies and frivol away emollient all over me ? '' she taunted.

My doll squeezed my balls. My member erupted. My love cream splattered over Amelia's leg. My bird wiped it onto her finger and in bout she wiped her fingers inside Amelia's parts.

"Hey !"Amelia protested unconvincingly, but the deed of conveyance was done.

I felt deflated.

"I wanted to woo you,"I repeated,"I never thought."

"prevaricator you wanted to ravish me,"Amelia said,"You wanted a shy retiring virgin so she would never know how inadequate your appendage is."

"Oh think as you damned well like,"I muttered,"You are a base whore, and it's all my fault."Something damp fell onto my bare leg. I realised I was crying.

The doll held me near,"Its all right sir,"she said,"Amelia is a whore sir, you could never have made her happy with your meek manhood."

"But had she remained chaste she would never have known,"I blustered.

"And had you not behaved so abysmally I would never own known,"Amelia said,"Never eve have known the shiver of making a man spill his seed before he even mounts me, or have two phallus inside me at one fourth dimension, or have one man after another queue to mount me."

I sobbed.

"Are you a Gentleman who wishes to be humiliated ?"Amelia asked,"Who likes the cat o nine tooshie across his bare ass ? Some do. They pay very well. Do you know I could do you a special charge per unit, tie you to the bed and leave you to starve while the rats eat your toes and."

"Enough !"I protested. I gathered my affair together and dressed, my nous shut to the continued ramblings.

"You should have come as soon as you docked,"Amelia insisted."Before I saw my vocation."

"I will discombobulate your entire family in the toilet,"I snapped.

"Oh good, send my younger sisters to me,"Amelia suggested, whether in laugh or seriousness I knew not,"But not the older ones for they are far too ugly to pull in a man, send them to the workhouse with mother and father."

"I thank you for your sound advice,"I replied.

"And don't give the faculty credit,"Amelia added,"If I am a lady of pleasure there is no reason in the world they should have a superior station."

"Then I bid you good day,"I insisted, and checking my garb was correctly adjusted I took my leave.

"She will come unit of ammunition,"the wench said hopefully.

"She is ruined,"I answered, I proffered a amber coin,"I thank you for your kindness,"I said.

"I am always here if you need me,"she said sadly."Goodbye."

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