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


miss Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the first gear time that first light. The sun shone gold on the honeyed sandstone of the frontal as I approached from the Confederate States. It looked huge. I wanted a rural area retreat, this was almost a mansion.

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

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

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

"We don't have heap in Devon !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a bargain and mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an the three estates so in a moment of craziness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's body politic residence when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a property in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone frontage. I had not expected anything so large having misread the stipulation as 10 rooms whereas it was10 chamber plus servants quarters, and I had certainly not expected to find the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Samuel Butler, Mrs Ginger Rogers the Captain James Cook, Bessie the maid and Miss Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as innumerous nurseryman and acres workers, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would necessitate them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Hawkyns had introduced me to young lady Blenkinsopp I asked her to make up bedrooms for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to arrange a twosome of maids to keep us warm at night.

"I most certainly shall not !"Miss Blenkinsopp insisted.

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

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

We ate a reasonable dinner, and a adequate supper but when bed clip came there was no leave maid.

"fille Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in frustration,"A moment of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr Robert Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maid, I ordered a maid, now find me a maid or I shall dismiss you with no references,"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 clean-handed amah, she had to be nearer forty than thirty, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even make been a beauty once.

"When I say warm I mean mount ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maiden,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly waste so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me require advantage of your sizable 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 wearing apparel and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the conclusion standard candle. Moonlight cast its eerie glowing across the chamber. The bed was cold. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her breasts were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my pass and then lay beside her.

The mass of clothes around her neck annoyed me and in a trice I had her raise her limb that I might splay it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My phallus reared against her belly. I reached and felt a mass of wiry fuzz,"That must go, I want my prostitute pick shaven,"I said without thinking.

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

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

"ma'am, the cry of ecstasy when a woman reaches her peak of fervor is always my aim, it is my sign to secrete my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no cognition of ecstasy so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my finger. She was terrified. She shook with fearfulness. I changed stable gear. I nuzzled and kissed her neck. I rolled her left teat between finger and quarter round. I tenderly squeezed the hairy mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to know something of pleasure. Her teat distended. Her breathing time came in short gasp. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy hummock. I found the piano moist spot and eased a finger inside. I felt resistance. I tried a second finger and found the Sami. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thigh apart and slid over her. My member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too recollective and I gently aimed him between her piano moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her spit. resistance. I eased back and jab hard and quite on the spur of the moment my member was trench inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall drive you to heaven !"I promised rather rashly. I started to move within her gently at world-class then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My cares melted away and the thought she was barren appealed greatly as with no peril of offspring I felt able-bodied to gallop all the way to emission and beyond.

She seemed to respond, I fully expected her to lie like a perfectly fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever Thomas More forceful endeavours until at last I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

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

I woke with the first light. She had risen already."dependable 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 better way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, finale night, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply determine a few john to please me and your continued employment is assured."

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

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

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

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her bosom in my hands and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a manus down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her consistence betrayed her. Her teats were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her fold over the dressing mesa. I raised the hem of her night night-robe. My member reared and in a present moment I had guided him within her parted buns and in to her diffused split peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the grey streaks in her hair but it did not nark me unduly. She had fantastic little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her case in the dressing 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 bend as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every ounce of pleasure.

Release came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her theatrical role where with a young maid I should have taken more care. It was a delectation to cum inside her and not to birth to expell between the fundament or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with hesitancy. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity of our rage. She slipped from my room like a spook and by the time I had washed and dressed she was on a lower floor supervising breakfast.

I resolved to sample her again that evening but before lunch I was called away.

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

As for Miss Blenkinsopp I did not blank out her but rather pushed her to the spinal column of my mind.

Mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested several suitable young ladies most of whom I was sadly old enough to be their begetter, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

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

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

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

She waddled awkwardly into my place,"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 house, Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the minor ?"I enquired.

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

"Mine, are you sure ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eyes and greying hair.

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

"My god, I'm to be a father, good Lord. I must stimulate been blackmailed for hundreds of Republic of Guinea for kid which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

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

"And what do you want 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 know your first name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a good while since I in conclusion poked a mother to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But miss Blenkinsopp do you not remember the morning when I bent you over the dressing table ? Shall we not gossip heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A gray haired virgin, how could I forget."

"And your child ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."Take your coat off. Lift your skirts. modest your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my government agency threshold,"No I want to feel you,"I explained and I slipped my arms around her from bum and held her tit. Full ripe breasts. I held her bump with my fry 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 infant !"she pleaded, but her body had betrayed her again. Her quim was damp. I dropped my trousers and buried my phallus in her quim. She gasped. I held her knocker and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

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

It was akin to pulling on a favored pair of slippers, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The moment came soon enough, my cares melted away and then my fellow member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my seed. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to echo the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find a way for you where I may call from clip to time to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to cover to do in Devon, will you not avail me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my town house, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my lady of pleasure for the prison term being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

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

"And pass on your underpants off I may want to fuck you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast air pocket. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A guinea for your fare."

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

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

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

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

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

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not understand, Miss Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my friend. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the family had job. The estate went to a distant cousin-german when her sire died, and she clearly had to accept employment in a menial role but to treat her like a common lady of pleasure is insufferable."

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

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

"Very well denote the betrothal in the clock time, if we take charge we can stimulate a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not suspicious Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry business office at Totnes and hope none of our friends notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in laugh female parent,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my final Word,"female parent declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does girl Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at offspring, she will do what is essential,"mother insisted.

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

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

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

"On the contrary sir, I fell in making love with you the here and now 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 cogitate I let you make have sex to me ?"

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

Mother broke the silence,"I will have Mrs Hamworthy put an spear carrier pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will need a nursery and if it is a young lady you will need a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No prison term to waste, if it is a little girl back in harness straight away,"Mother insisted.

It was altogether a very quiet social function, a simple-minded ceremony at the enrolment office at Totnes Assises, a quiet reception, a brief visit at Morelands and then the patter of lilliputian feet.

A daughter. 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 tune is played on an old fiddle !