The Bed Warmer ( 0 )


Fiction, Mature
I acquired my country landed estate for a very reasonable considerateness on my return from the Americas.

Seven years hard work had netted me a goodly sum so I decided the life of a commonwealth valet was at the very least worth trying.

An landed estate, two chiliad acres, innumerable cows, sheep and yokels, a settlement, a church several farms and a fully staffed star sign came as something of a job lot from a firm of solicitor engaged in liquidating the assetts of a once rich nobleman now fallen on hard times.

I arrived one September afternoon. The family was lined up for inspection, maidservant, foundation men, cook, ostler. Idlers all. Not one had ever done a operose days work.

I was not impress. The butler was an insolent fat oaf given to buggering the under footmen, and the housekeeper the most stick to up arrogant gripe that ever walked in christendom.

I regretted my leverage immediately, even before I discovered the stallion East Wing was uninhabitable as the roof was rotten with dry rot and the roof leaked like a colander.

I ate a perfectly prepared meal of cartilage preceeded by pig slop and followed by a disgusting gooey mass which no self respecting brute would hold deigned to deplete which I was advised was French Quisine.

I went to show but there was not one half decent book among hundred in the library. There was no hot piddle for a tub, no oil lamps merely candles, and I dreaded my bed meter as I was sure I would ploughshare my nocture with rats or worse.

And indeed it was worse. The Housekeeper had severely misjudged me.

"Have my bed warmed,"I instructed a one-half hour before retiring. Miss Williams the Housekeeper agreed.

Normally and half sensitive person would rank glowing coal in the bed pan and warm the bed thus, taking maintenance to ensure it did not actually see afire.

However Miss Williams was obviously some kind of perverted deviate for when having undressed and donned my nightshirt I opened the curtains to my four posted bed only to find two naked chambermaids therein and loyal asleep.

"What in divinity gens !"I thundered.

"Beg forgiveness sir, Miss Williams said as you might wish to be obliged with a fuck sir,"the plumper one suggested.

"Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you have your way if we wanted to hold back us jobs,"her friend retorted.

"Yes like Dotty said thats right sir."Maisey agreed.

"Get out, I am not in the use of threatening anyone to gain carnal access,"I blustered, and seeing their confusion added,"You are serving wenches not whores, when I want a whore I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool and get some fallen madam wherein to loose my seed."

They still looked confused,"Don't you fancy us then sir, shall we post a footman up ?"

"No I don't want a footman, nor a Cook nor a sheep or a dog or any other thing."I insisted.

"You celebrate like a monastic then sir ?"Dotty asked innocently.

"No,"I snapped, and I bellowed,"Miss Williams get in here now !"

She was hovering outside the door,"Sir,"she said,"Have the girls upset you ?"

"No but you have, why tell them they had to let me sleep together them to hold on their jobs ?"I demanded.

"well I don't see how else they would be persuaded to let you use them,"she opined,"You are hardly the Duke of Hessian boot are you ?"

"No and not blooming Bonaparte either,"I snapped,"And you're no Josephine."

She bridled and went brightly red.

"There is no need for insults,"she replied.

"There damned well is when the house believe I bugger footmen for a interest when there are no sheep available,"I advised,"Bloody hell and damn and blow, I fear I damn near need to fuck them just to disprove the notion."

"I am sure there is no want to do that,"she replied.

"No there isn't,"I agreed,"I'll fuck you instead and have the whole household vigil !"

"Ha ha ha,"Maisey and Dotty chortled,"That'll teach you miss !"

"Don't be laughable !"young lady Hiram Williams snapped back."

"well I'm not, if you wish to retain your spot your new duties include fucking me when ever and where ever I wish."I insisted.

"Don't be absurd !"Miss Williams declared.

"Strip, take of your dress, Miss Theodore Samuel Williams,"I insisted,"Every stitch, and girl round up the house I wish to lay to rest the rumour that I am a military man man, a buggeroo, or a sodomite."

She glared.

"Or collect your traps you are dismissed without references, no question I shall incur you in a Doncaster house of ill repute if I wish to sample you in due course."I added.

"Oh very well,"she relented and to my complete horror she began to unbutton her blouse.

I was nonplussed. I merely meant to scare her so she would never do anything standardised again, but she was taking me at my word.

Her blouse fell heart-to-heart and showed her mound which were sorely constricted by her stays. I gallantly stepped forwards and pried them free so they flopped over the tightly constricting black leather corset.

My appendage reared as I felt her silky sonant tit flesh in my thenar. I pushed her chick and half-slip down.

She wore no Pantaloon. Her conch was covered in fine downy fur. Soft pink and moist as she responded to my touch.

"Undo my knee breeches whore, let me have it away you, let me swallow my member in your tricky make love hole,"I said crudely.

She did not demur. My buttons were undone and my member extracted."Please ?"she said.

I took it to mean"Please fuck me,"and I obliged.

I should care to say I mounted her with one swift motion but to be true the get-go push missed completely the indorse hurt like infernal region, the third was the haywire angle and finally the fourth sort of forced an entry.

She sort of made sundry glugging noises as I pushed her against the edge of the bed. My member was entirely rampant and nigh on half as big again as sometimes. It was so foresighted since I plugged a T. H. White fair sex and and indeed plugged any adult female without a skin.

Sensations resounded the length of my member as he moulded her cavern walls to his shape and claimed her utterly and then as I took everything that was hers I held her cheeks and bringing my mouth down on hers I raped her mouth with my tongue.

"How's that ?"I asked nastily,"Are you sated or shall I send for the Butler ?"

"I don't,"she said,"Care."

She cared in a moment. The pelter of germ caught her unawares, she gasped and looked wild eyed for a moment as realisation hit her that she could now well be with child."Oh dear god."she sighed as sated I withdrew.

"I feel faint,"she said.

"Too excited I fear,"I observed,"Lie in the bed properly and rest a while."

I helped pull her skirts clear of her fundament and slipped her treat skid off and even pulled back the top and lifted her onto the bed.

"And you lot can bugger off, shows over,"I announced and I closed the curtains.

Miss Williams was breathing heavily so I helped unlace her girdle and threw it aside at which point she fell asleep.

I cuddled up to her for warmth. My phallus nuzzled her ass hole but I thought better of it and held her round the waist cupping her breast as I too fell into a deep contented sleep.

I woke around nine of the clock. young lady Williams was gone. I dressed and went to recover her.

She was in the kitchen,"fille Thomas Lanier Williams you are neglecting your duties,"I informed her,"My tool is rearing and desires your soft cunt or warm lips to relieve him."

"Don't be pathetic,"she said but in a blink of an eye I had her skirts up and the lenient pinko conch revealed once more.

"On the table madam, legs a kelter, that will suffice."I insisted.

"Oh no, it is bed or nowhere,"she insisted but my breeches were down and my phallus rampant, and as she obeyed and sat on the table edge legs astride, he slipped straight in. To be quite honest I don't believe I ever poked a more willing mess.



"Bastard,"she cursed for effect but then she began to pant in regular recurrence to my buffeting and began to crap fiddling yelping sounds,"Oh you bastard that flavour so respectable Ohhhhh."she gasped and so I shot my break of the day bolt to an audience of footmen Captain Cook scullery maids and chamber maids.

"That could have been us,"said Maisey to Dotty wistfully.

"It ‘ ent funfair,"Dotty replied.

"Very well I shall throw you this very night !"I agreed.

"Ah that won't be requisite,"Miss Willams insisted,"I am quite equal to of coping with his lordship's demands."And she smiled. Quite a pretty smile but one undoubtedly improved by having a cock between her lips.

"Indeed, now suck my peter knockout I wish to fuck you agin,"I commanded.

"On sec thoughts perhaps Maisey would like to bind ?"missy Williams suggested.

"Or Dotty,"Maisey suggested.

"Or the footman,"Dotty suggested.

"No fille Williams, kneel and worship my cock I say,"I commanded again.

"And if I refuse,"she countered.

"Then you won't get fucked until after supper,"I insisted.

"Oh very well then,"she agreed and she knelt before me and gently cleaned my penny-pinching flaccid cock with the knockout fabric before gently kissing first the tip and then the shaft to charge up me.

In a trice he was rigid again,"On the mesa wooden leg astride !"I commanded and in a hustle of skirts she bounded onto the table like a woman half her age and held her twat lips open to get me.

"Ohhh my lord,"she cooed as |I pleasured myself thrusting against her.

"Are you barren ?"I queried.

"No,"she said.

"No thing,"I replied and I set myself the goal of creating new life within her until at length we were both exhausted and only then did I let fly.

"I'm going back to bed,"I announced.

Miss Williams followed,"Where are you going ?"I queried.

"Why, to warm up your bed of class,"and she smiled .
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