The Bride Absconded (closed for cumnchat)

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She pouted prettily at him, her rear just a tad warm from the swats that he had just delivered. She padded over to where to where one shoe lay where she had left it. Her stocking feet were silent so they made no noise but the swish of her petticoats drew his attention to her. Well, perhaps her freckled breast spilling from her unlaced corset also had something to do with that.

She slipped on the one shoe, turned back to him and stuck her tongue out at him and then hobbled back to her position.

“Done as asked, but just you wait until it is your turn!” She teasingly told him.

“Now what?”

She was enjoying herself. This was something that she had never expected from married life. She figured that all her husband would want to do would be to sit around drinking tea while he read the paper.

 

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Clarissa pouted at him as he had caught her out but sh did as he demanded and retrieved her shoe stuck her tongue out at him and he just grinned at her, he was enjoying this little game then returned to him.

Done as asked, but just you wait until it is your turn! Now what?”


He drawled lazily but with purpose in his eyes, "I seem to recall that I demanded that you bare your chest to me, do not reply that you thought I meant your upper chest I asked and now I demand that you remove that damned corset and bring yourself close enough for me suckle on your pretty breasts then we will see what will be next."

Clarissa dutifully released her corset and her pert little breasts swung freely as he pulled her to him and made her straddle his lap so his lips could suckle on her proud pink nipples. He held her waist and bounced her up and down on his knee as if she were a babe in arms, but his erection was quite prominent and kept prodding her.

 

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As he demanded, she removed her corset and had no sooner bared her breast than Roger pulled her onto his lap and began to playfully bounce her, his eyes hungrily eyeing her rosy nipples. The whole time she could feel his manhood purposefully poking against her.

When finally he latched his lips onto a nipple she ran her fingers through his hair and giggled as he sucked and nibbled on it.

“My my! Such a greedy thing!” She teased him. She really looked wanton wearing her petticoats, hose and one shoe with the husband’s mouth sucking away at her bare breast while his manhood pointed towards her hot treasure. As usual, her hair was wild and free, certainly giving her the appearance of having already had a tumble in bed. Her freckled skin, that which was bared to him, already glowed rosey with desire.

 

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Roger handled her with all his skill and knowledge to arouse Clarissa to her peak and had her gasping with want. He slowly but surely hitched her petticoat up over her freckled thighs exposing her needy treasure while he made her skin tingle with kisses on her breasts and aroused pink nipples.

His hand slipped between her spread legs and caressed her wet pulsing slit and throbbing sex button.

"Yes's oh yes my love I fear the game is over, I cannot wait any longer, I am beyond need, give me a moment or two to divest myself of my trousers and let us make love so sublime that neither of us will ever want again."

He gently lifted her off his knee and set her down on her feet and proceeded to unbutton his breeches dropping them to his ankles with his manhood lifting the bottom of his shirt.

"Clarissa my love I intend us both to be naked, do the honours if you please."

Roger indicated that Clarissa still had on her petticoat and stockings as he removed his shirt and stepped out of his breeches.

" I require you on your knees sweetheart your treasure has already been breached and I promised you every orifice would be used."

 

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Her husband knew just how to use her body, driving her onward and upward until she thought that she would lose control. He too seemed to have headed towards that ultimate penultimate where the only place to go would be the climax.

Yes's oh yes my love I fear the game is over, I cannot wait any longer, I am beyond need, give me a moment or two to divest myself of my trousers and let us make love so sublime that neither of us will ever want again.

He set her down on her feet and quickly undressed. Yes, she wanted him to make love to her. But...she was so tempted to refuse or pretend that she did not understand what he meant.

But standing there, she really wanted him.

Clarissa my love I intend us both to be naked, do the honours if you please. I require you on your knees sweetheart your treasure has already been breached and I promised you every orifice would be used.

“What treasure?” She slipped off the petticoat yet still wore her stockings and one shoe. “What treasure?” She didn’t remember her ‘treasure’ being breached.

She got down on her knees at looked up at him.

“What treasure?”

 

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"Clarissa my love please do not disagree with me and pretend you don't know what I am talking about, your treasure is your loving heart that I am now in possession of and you have mine. I may have misled you into believing that I was talking about that which lies between your legs but first I wish to check the backdoor is open to me for the next time your womanly troubles arrive."

Roger stepped between her legs and prised her freckled cheeks apart and rubbed some precum around her crinkled dark star then began to prod and probe into the hole. It was not lubricated enough to allow easy entry so he moved away an lit a candle and let some wax drip onto his manhood, he grimaced at the heat but when it was done he closed his fist around the girth and melted the wax again to make it slick enough to screw into Clarissa's waiting anus.

He took her, gently encouraging her to move back onto him as he plumbed her bowels, he was so pumped up that it was only a couple of minutes before he said loudly,

"QUICKLY MY LOVE, ON YOUR, BACK I DON'T WANT TO WASTE MY SPENDINGS IN YOUR BACKSIDE."

 

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Once again he pressed against her anus. Or at least tried. But having already been used for the first time that night, it was apparently not quite ready to be used again so soon and he pulled back. According to him, the next time that she had her monthly, he planned on having sex this was instead of waiting like this first time.

Whatever it was he did while she was on all four, it helped when he once again pressed against her anus, his cock pressing up to that crinkled opening. This time he slipped in easier, his hand gripping her hips to encourage her to lean back toward him.

Yet, even that too did not last long before he pulled out and sounded a bit hurried.

QUICKLY MY LOVE, ON YOUR, BACK I DON'T WANT TO WASTE MY SPENDINGS IN YOUR BACKSIDE.

She quickly followed his instructions and lay on her back, a smile gracing her lips.

“So, back to trying to get me pregnant? You realize that this is my favorite part, don’t you?”

She held out her arms out to him before looking at his manhood and frowning, confused. “My dear, just what have you done to your beautiful member? It looks very uncomfortable...and waxy.”

 

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'So, back to trying to get me pregnant? You realize that this is my favorite part, don’t you? My dear, just what have you done to your beautiful member? It looks very uncomfortable...and waxy'

Roger grimaced and declared,

"Hound's teeth my girl 'tis the last time I try greasing myself with hot candle wax, it burns like the devil and 'tis still like trying to get a square peg into a round hole, but your baby making part is much more accommodating, talking of which would you mind too much f you did become pregnant? As for myself I would be overjoyed, particularly if it were to be a boy and carry on the DeCoverly name for another generation. However noting is guaranteed in this world and as you say it's your favourite part I must continue to please you as often as is decently possible."

With that he threw himself on top of Clarissa and filled her with his waxed member.

 

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Hound's teeth my girl 'tis the last time I try greasing myself with hot candle wax, it burns like the devil and 'tis still like trying to get a square peg into a round hole, but your baby making part is much more accommodating, talking of which would you mind too much f you did become pregnant? As for myself I would be overjoyed, particularly if it were to be a boy and carry on the DeCoverly name for another generation. However noting is guaranteed in this world and as you say it's your favourite part I must continue to please you as often as is decently possible.

And with those words he proceeded to climb between her legs to slip his manhood in her sex. Her body had made plenty of lubrication so there would have been no problem but the feel of the light coating of wax certainly did not feel as great as did his skin slipping and sliding up within her but she could see that he was close to cuming and certainly did not want to miss an opportunity of possibly planting his seed within her fertile ground. At least, they thought her fertile.

As to his question, she mulled it over in her mind. She thought that she wanted to get pregnant. Or did she? Should she find herself with child, she was certain that he would forbid her from riding Thunder for fear that it would cause her to lose the baby. Nine months not riding Thunder? Over the years the stallion had adjusted to being unridden for around 5 day of the month. 7 to 9 months without being ridden would just about kill the horse.

Sometimes she thought that she wanted to have a child, and at other times, like now, she wasn’t so sure. She had cried when her monthly had come, realizing that this time there was no baby.

Yet she had realized that it was better off this way. 5 days and then life would return to normal. A baby would change all of that. No! Roger had promised her that it wouldn’t. He had promised.

A baby was inevitable. Unless she was barren. That would crush him. He so was looking forward to a child. A boy to carry on the DeCoverly name.

He eagerly pumped away though his face was a grimace of pain as she smiled up at him. The poor thing! She feared that removing the wax from his member was going to be quite painful!

 

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Roger conceded that Clarissa his dear loving wife did her best to arouse both their passion to its peak but the experiment with the candle wax clearly wasn't working. He had lost all sensitivity down below, it was the wet warmth of her clinging sex that he missed, it was like fucking in a wooden glove.

"'Tis no good my love, we have to pass on making love and attempted baby making for now unless I can think of some way to clean my most prized possession."

He pulled out and lay on his back studying his wax covered pole that stood hard but unusable for the purpose he needed. His brow furrowed in thought then a smile came on his face,

"I do believe I have found a solution to our dilemma, Ava would be proud of my logical way of solving the problem, not only that your help is needed and I am certain you will enjoy the task I set you."

He lay back down again and bellowed loudly,

"BEA, FETCH ME A BOWL OF PIPING HOT WATER AND SOME SOFT CLOTH."

He had forgotten to cover himself and when Bea came in with the hot water and cloths she almost dropped them in surprise and blushed furiously, put the things down and rushed from the room.

"I will apologize to the girl later, I doubt she has ever seen a man's equipment before, now to the task in hand. Heat is the key, Heat melted it onto my,,, erm,,,,, extremity and heat will remove it, hence the hot water and cloths, your task my dear is to bathe and wipe away the damned stuff as it melts, not an onerous task I see, from the look in your eye my sweet."

 

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Sometimes a quick solution is not a good one once one experiences the outcome. So it was with Roger trying to use the wax on his manhood for after several minutes it became clear that it was inhibiting rather than enhancing sex. The grimace on his face was a dead giveaway as was the fact that he had not left a deposit of seed that he had wanted to leave within her womb.

'Tis no good my love, we have to pass on making love and attempted baby making for now unless I can think of some way to clean my most prized possession.

He lay there for a moment, with his member jutting straight up like a pillar holding up a portico, the poor thing straining to accomplish its purpose in life and failing miserably.

Suddenly he was inspired and bellowed for Bea to bring him some very hot water and several towels. Clarissa went to pour herself a drink. She didn’t realize that he had not bothered to cover up his... um...

Bea gave a quick knock before entering. There lay Roger, naked and in his waxy glory. Bea gave a squeak, colored and averted her eyes and quickly placed the bowl and towels on the bedside table. Clarissa rolled her eyes at her husband as the poor girl ran out the bedroom door, closing it behind her.

“Are you trying to make her change her mind about working for us?”

I will apologize to the girl later, I doubt she has ever seen a man's equipment before, now to the task in hand. Heat is the key, Heat melted it onto my,,, erm,,,,, extremity and heat will remove it, hence the hot water and cloths, your task my dear is to bathe and wipe away the damned stuff as it melts, not an onerous task I see, from the look in your eye my sweet.

For the next quarter of an hour or so, she would carefully dip the cloth into the hot water, working to soften the wax yet avoid burning him. In places where the wax was finally removed, the skin was bright red and she knew that any more sex for tonight was over.

As the red skin appeared, she would kiss it before cleaning off the next area and eventually she got his entire ‘equipment’ cleaned though she could tell that he was in quite a bit of pain, and the cloths were properly ruined. She laid it all on the table before climbing on the bed beside him, softly kissing the very tip of his member and then curling up and kissing him.

“My love, perhaps we should let your body rest for the night. My poor husband, I think that you know that you should never do anything like that again.”

 

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Roger was so thankful that Clarissa had managed to remove the wax from his pride and joy but it was still sore and had a burning sensation along its length, it was especially galling as he had a pent up desire to mount her and make love to her but she was right tonight was out of the question and tomorrow they would be in Barnstaple as witnesses at the trial of Alice Snark and her three brothers. He was confident that it would be over in just an hour or so and he and Clarissa could be on their way to Roger's family home, The Gables.

They would send Bea on ahead by coach with a letter explaining who she was and what he wanted when he and Clarissa arrived.

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Bea leaned against the wall to recover, it had been a great shock to walk in to His Lordship's bedroom and see his big erect member all red and shiny, the first time she had been that close to a man in that condition. She found herself thinking of it continually. She tried to get it out of her mind but there was a nagging need to see it again close up and touch it, she wondered what it would feel like. She knew that in reality that would never happen, his Lordship was married to her mistress but she could not help herself she was in love.

 

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Poor Roger. In an attempt to aid in healing, she had smoothed on a gentle cream for burns on his member before they lay down to sleep. By morning, the redness was gone from it and he said that it was feeling just fine. The glint in his eye told her that he was anxious to give it a try but she reminded him that they really did not have time today.

Once dressed, she and Bea made sure that everything was packed up while Roger wrote the letter to his staff explaining who Bea was and exactly what he expected them to do to ready the manor for his arrival with his new wife.

A quick breakfast and polite conversation between them and their hosts with offers to return soon for a visit and invites to visit The Gables.

She gave Bea some last minute instructions before she and Roger climbed up on Cloudy and Thunder’s back and headed towards Barnstaple and the trial.

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The carriage rolled along over the countryside as Bea gripped tightly her drawstring reticule, her letter of introduction safely inside it. It was not of fine silk but rather muslin with embroidered flowers across the bottom. A simple attempt but she felt uplifted looking at it.

The rocking of the carriage seemed to lull her to sleep where suddenly she was dancing in the arms of his Lordship, while he nuzzled her ear and spoke romantically to her.

Her dream helped the time pass quickly.

 

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The brass neck of Alice Snark and her brothers amazed the court, they had had pleaded not guilty to each charge at the suggestion of their shady lawyer, Jeremiah Nobbs, which meant that instead of sentence being pronounced within minutes the trial would likely spill over to the next day as each witness would be cross examined. The evidence of Alice Snark's embezzlement of Lord Chichester's accounts was overwhelming as was the theft of Thunder and her attempt to have him sold quickly to gain revenge on Clarissa and Roger for dismissing her.

The case against the three brothers for their assault on Roger was more difficult to prove, Jeremiah Nobbs claimed that the injuries sustained by Roger were due to him being drunk and falling over, again that ploy was foiled as the landlord of the inn in which Roger had been drinking said under oath that Roger had only had one tankard of ale and in his opinion Roger was not falling over drunk and he had actually witnessed the attack by the three brothers who he knew well.

In the end the trial was over by mid afternoon and the jury took less than thirty minutes to return guilty verdicts on all charges. Alice Snark actually cried when she was sentenced to be deported to the Americas and her brothers received five years each in prison.

"Justice has been done and seen to be done, I do not consider any of the sentences to be excessively harsh." Roger declared as they left the courthouse with Clarissa on his arm.
"'Tis late to be riding home tonight so I suggest that we hire a coach and coachman to take us to The Gables with Thunder and Cloudy tied on the back, we could be in our own bed by midnight and hopefully we won't be too tired to christen our marital bed."

 

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'Tis late to be riding home tonight so I suggest that we hire a coach and coachman to take us to The Gables with Thunder and Cloudy tied on the back, we could be in our own bed by midnight and hopefully we won't be too tired to christen our marital bed.

What he spoke held merit though quite frankly she could have ridden Thunder all night and still been able to do her “wifely duties”. She had to remind herself that her husband was still recuperating from the beating that he had sustained from the Snarks. Therefore she quickly agreed to his plan.

It had come out at the trial that Mrs. was actually incorrect and Alice Snark had never been married though she had had 3 children, all of which had been removed from the woman influence and were instead being raised by others. The woman had been angry that that tidbit of information had been imparted to those in the courtroom and was more so angered to find that she would be sent to the Americas - sent away from her family and all civilization as she knew it. For this Clarissa was glad and more than willing to wipe the Snarks from her mind.

Still, as long as they would be heading home, that would make her happy. She nodded her agreement and slipped her hand through his arm as the headed off to the stables.

They stopped first at the inn where Roger left her to obtain food for the journey while he saw to the horses and the carriage home. She placed an order for a basket of sandwiches, bread and cheeses and perhaps some fruit. Seeing the apples that the man slipped into the basket reminded her of her fleeing from Roger, and Mister Langer and those delicious Claygate Pearmain apples that he had introduced to her.

“Pardon me, but are those Claygate Pearman apples?”

“Why, yes they are, your Ladyship. Is that a problem?”

“Not at all. Could I have two extra? My husband and I are quite fond of those.” She didn’t tell the man that her horse was also quite fond of them. And maybe Cloudy too?

Soon she and Roger were quite snuggly tucked in together, a basket of food at their feet and both Thunder and Cloudy tied to the back of the carriage as the driver drove them towards home. Rogers hands kept wandering to places they shouldn’t but Clarissa refused him and his advances, claiming that she was “saving herself for her marital bed”. He teased her but she held her ground, instead offering him an apple.

About halfway home they stopped long enough for the horses to eat and drink and she had purchased enough food for her and Roger and the driver to refresh quickly themselves before heading on to the Gables.

 

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The arrangements for a coach and horses and a driver were quickly made while Clarissa organised refreshments and soon they were on their way with Clarissa snuggled in beside him. It was no more than half an hour into the journey before Roger began hitching up Clarissa's skirts in hope of a wet, warm welcome for his fingers but instead Clarissa firmly removed his hand and stared straight ahead. He could not understand why she should do that, he had done nothing wrong and it was the acceptable practice when on a long journey to pass the time in that manner. He sulked for a while and then he changed tack and began to tug on the strings of her bodice, once again he was stymied by Clarissa removing his hand and shaking her head. He took solace in a long kiss on her neck and sought her lips and began to enjoy the journey more as they kissed. He tried time and time again to get Clarissa to allow him access to her more private parts but each time she stopped him until in frustration he asked her outright,

"Have I done something wrong my love? So wrong that although we kiss with fervour you will not allow me any further?"

Clarissa told him that she was saving herself for the marital bed and he grinned in the darkness of the carriage and took the apple that she gave him in consolation.

"In that case my love we should both get some rest for it is going to be a long exhausting night."

They both slept except when the coachman asked if they might stop for a while as nature was calling. They took the opportunity to have something to eat and drink and they both checked on Cloudy and Thunder, giving them an apple apiece, then they were on their way again.

It was around ten thirty in the evening when the coach clattered into the stable yard of the Gables, Samuel, the head groom had stayed awake to welcome them and take care of the horses and show the coachman where he could spend the night.

"Be sure to see me before you leave for home in the morning Jacob." Roger told the coachman.

He looked for Clarissa who was staring up at the imposing grandeur of her future home, The Gables

Roger took Clarissa's hand to the front door then scooped her up in his arms,

"We must keep up the tradition of carrying the bride over the threshold, my love."

He marched straight up the stairs to what had been his bedroom with Clarissa giggling in his arms.

"We need not disturb Bea, I think I can manage to undress you quite well on my own." he declared.

Then began a long night of passionate lovemaking.

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Bea looked in awe at the splendour of her future home, The Gables. She showed the housekeeper, who introduced herself as Christine, her letter of introduction and was shown to her room close to Sir Roger's bedroom.
When she unpacked her few belongings she began to unpack the trunks that her Master had sent with her. When she came to the clothes belonging to Sir Roger she held them to her nose sniffing at his manly scent and the faint aroma of cologne. She remembered his large erection as he lay on the bed and butterflies fluttered in her stomach, how she longed to see it again in all its glory, if only she could actually touch it.

Without thinking she put one of his cravats in her pocket and finished her task. She was tired from the journey and went to bed early only to be woken by Sir Roger and Lady Clarissa in their bedroom next door. She knew from the strange sounds and cries what they were doing and unable to bear it she took his cravat and held it to her heart and cried into her pillow.

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Dear readers Sesame and I thank you all for reading our story, Sesame is taking a well deserved break until the New Year when the story will be continued so as they say 'WATCH THIS SPACE' I have other rps that I am involved in and if you like them follow them. Thank you all again

 

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Chapter 2 - HOME SWEET HOME

Bea could not help herself. All night long she had found her thoughts filled with Sir Roger. It was traitorous! She just thought the world of his wife, her new mistress, Lady Clarissa. Yet, having just once seen Sir Roger’s manhood, however accidentally and from a distance, she found herself repeatedly thinking of it and what it must feel like to have something like that to thrust up into you.

Of course, she did not know that he had placed wax on it and that that would explain its rather strange, unflesh-like appearance. After all, Bea had never seen a grown man’s appendage.

Still, Sir Roger seemed to fill her thoughts and dreams. She had slept with the man’s cravat underneath her pillow and all night she had dreamed of him making love to her. Or at least what she imagined it would be like. She was after all still a virgin and all she knew of sex was what she had heard from others.

Supposedly it hurt the first time, and her mum had told her that sex with a man always led to the curse of the poor - children. However, Bea could not help the feelings that she had for the man and frequently found her thoughts turning to him and his manhood.

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Bright sunlight poured through the window and made patterns on the bedroom rug. Last night had been like a second wedding night, with Roger making passionate love to her over and over.

It was strange to think that this was now her bedroom. She glanced around seeing touches that were definitely his. But with Bea help she would put her own stamp on the room too.

Rolling over, she lay there looking at him as he slept. Her husband. With an eyebrow raised, she lifted the sheets to peek under them. As always, his manhood stood at attention, like the ever stalwart soldier. She threw back the covers and got down on its level, eyeing the impressive thing.

With a smile she wrapped her fingers around the base and felt its heat, his heartbeat perceptible in it. A smile flit across her lips as she decided that he was teasing her. Well, she could tease him too.

“Cheater,” she playfully whispered to him. “I know that you’re awake.” Determined to make him reveal that he was indeed, she lightly swirled her tongue around the very tip, picking up the bit of desire that oozed from the slit. Still he pretended to be asleep.

Sliding his foreskin down she slowly ran her tongue up the underside of it, giving his cock a nice tongue bath before blowing cool air on it. The thing twitched in her hand but still he pretended to be asleep and so she decided to go a step further.

Suddenly she plunged the member into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it as if stirring the thing. Pulling it out of her mouth with an audible pop, she glanced back at him and could see the smile on his lips.

“I knew it!” Laughing, she rose up on her knees in the bed, her nude body lit from behind by sunlight filtering through the window. “I knew that you were awake.”

She lifted her arms over her head as she sinuously stretched, as if to further tease Roger. “It feels so good to be home, even if it is a new home for me. And I really should get up and go ride Thunder long and hard. He needs it.”

 

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Roger had made love to Clarissa until the early hours of the morning, claiming that it was the only way to confirm that his cock was now functioning normally, fit for the purpose that it was intended for. to pleasure his wife.

He was half awake when he felt Clarissa throw back the covers and take hold of him. He heard her laughing ,

'Cheater, I know that you’re awake.'

Playing dumb he kept silent enjoying Clarissa's cool hand stroking him from base to tip and his member twitched as her tongue flicked across the tip to take the pearly dewdrop that oozed from the tip, her tongue swept lightly along the underside of his meat and hoping to prolong the exquisite feelings that Clarissa evoked he kept his eyes shut and continued his pretence of being asleep.What he didn't expect was the wet warmth of Clarissa's mouth sliding over his manhood and her tongue stirring it back to life. Stealthily he moved his arm and was about to push her head down to take him all into her throat but the serene smile on his face betrayed him and she pulled her mouth off him with an audible 'POP' and laughed gaily,

'I knew it! I knew that you were awake.'

Teasing him further she knelt on the bed and seductively stretched her arms above her head and pushed her breasts forward.

'It feels so good to be home, even if it is a new home for me. And I really should get up and go ride Thunder long and hard. He needs it..'

Roger grinned lecherously as she spoke and grabbed her and lay her on her back pinning her arms above her head. Speaking like a lecherous lord he demanded,

"MY home, my rules, and if the master, that being me, wants something, it takes preference over everything else. You may ride Thunder in the manner you describe but first you must ride me in the same manner."

He rolled them both over so Clarissa sat astride him and he chuckled,

"On you get then wench, mount me."

 

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Suddenly he grabbed her and the room spun around so that she found herself on her back beneath him with her hands pinned above her head. The smile on his lips was teasing as he pretended to be the concupiscent lord of the manor as he spoke.

"MY home, my rules, and if the master, that being me, wants something, it takes preference over everything else. You may ride Thunder in the manner you describe but first you must ride me in the same manner."

Rolling over and taking her with him, he now lay on his back and she was on top. There was his little soldier, stiff and straight and straining for attention.

"On you get then wench, mount me."

She decided to play along and gave him a pitiful look.

“Oh, Sir, if I must, then I must.”

And with that she lifted herself up enough so that she could slide his manhood into her sex, feeling it fill that sacred space within. She started off at a gentle walk, feeling him slip in and out a bit as her breast swung a bit before him.

After a minute of Roger’s hands roaming over her thighs as she rode, she shifted into a trot, like a jog. Naturally Roger gave her ass a light smack with his hand before reaching up to take hold of her breast and tweaking her nipples.

In and out and in and out and in and out he pressed up into her, the grin on his face telling her that he was enjoying himself as was she.

“I think that I want to canter,” she teased as she sped up a bit more and leaned forward a bit so that she was leaning into him. His hands stroked her ass and, groaning, he lifted his head to suck on her right tit. Giving a giggle, she leaned over and told him, “I usually give Thunder his head and let him choose when to gallop. I whisper to him and it makes him gallop. Of course, in your case, it would be a word that had meaning for you.”

She could feel the urge to go faster as his hands gripped her ass to help her move. She leaned over to him and whispered the words that would speed them to their climax.

 

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Roger thoroughly enjoyed his role as the lecherous Lord Of The Manor especially when Clarissa played along and they ended up in a tangled heap on the bed with Clarissa on top riding them both to fulfillment and whispering the words that meant the whole world to him,

'I love you.' She whispered and he ratcheted his cock up another notch and gave her pale freckled backside a resounding two handed slap.

"And I love you too you wanton hussy," he laughed and he pulled Clarissa down on top of him mashing her breasts against his chest and his seed poured out in a never ending stream inside her and he felt rather than heard as she gave a little cry and climaxed herself. They lay together kissing and cuddling in the afterglow of their lovemaking when Roger suddenly said,

"I thought you were going to ride Thunder or have you found another steed between your legs that gives you more satisfaction?"

"OOOHHH" Interrupted them and Bea stood in the doorway with her mouth open staring at the naked couple on the bed with Clarissa holding Roger's semi erect cock in her hand.

"I,,,,I,,,,,I'm sorry I thought you called me."Bea stammered then turned and fled from the room.

She ran to her room and threw herself down on the bed, crying,

"Oi've only bin 'n dun it agin." She pummelled the pillow in frustration "They're sure to get rid of me now, seein' 'em loike that, OI knows what they bin doin' and it ain't none o' moi bizniss, but it's breakin' moi 'eart it is."

"That was a turn up for the book." declared Roger, "The poor little thing must have been mortified, you must speak to her Clarissa, tell her that she must always knock and await an answer before entering our bedroom if she knows we are in there."

 

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There was nothing like being interrupted to put a quick damper upon an early morning romp in the sheets and Bea sticking her nose in at such an inconvenient time worried Clarissa. She never really did these things until just in the last couple of days. Something was up and Roger was right.

“You are correct. I think that Thunder will have to wait for a bit. I need to go talk to the woman now.” She kissed him hard before climbing off the bed to draw a wrapper around her nude body and heading for Bea’s room.

Inside she could hear the sound of crying and paused for a moment before knocking on the door. Immediately the tears seemed to stop and she heard movement behind the door.

“Just a minute”. More movement before the door slowly opened and Bea peeked out at her, her face red and splotchy. She bit her lip and looked down at the floor before bursting into tears.

“Oi knows that yore firin’ me. Oi didn’t mean ta walk ‘n on you. Oi’m sory.”

More tears as Bea crossed back to her bed and sat on the edge, crying.

“Honey, I’m not firing you. I just think that maybe you are trying too hard. We realize that this is really your first time alone, away from your family and everything that you know. Are you not happy with your room? Has anyone given you any problems?”

Bea couldn’t even look at her or answer her but she did slightly shake her head.

“Bea, you really didn’t have this problem until recently.”

“Oi...Oi...Oi....” and then she hushed up and just stared at her hands.

“I realize that you really had never been trained as a lady maid. But you really must remember to knock and wait to be told that you can enter. You must. We enjoy our privacy just as you. You would not want someone barging in on you in your most intimate moments. I have to know that I can depend upon you to do that.”

Bea nodded her head and hiccuped as Clarissa continued. “And maybe after a couple of weeks, we can find someone for you to go to dances and things like that.”

She hugged Bea and tried her best to calm the girl. “Now, calm down, Bea. After all, I am going to need your help. Next week is Roger’s birthday and I want to give him a birthday party. I will be inviting several people to come spend the night. You need to help me pull this together. There will be Ada Lovelace and her husband, and the Chichesters and Sir Godfrey. And, of course, my father. We should have a full house, and I will need your help pulling everything together. And you want Lord and Lady Chichester seeing how competent you are in your job. So you have got to pull yourself together and remember to knock and wait for a reply.”

She could see the woman perk up a bit and she hoped that she had gotten through to her. She wouldn’t fire her but if she didn’t improve she may have to move her to just dusting downstairs and looking for a replacement ladies maid.

Clarissa pet Bea’s hand and headed back to her bedroom to get dressed so she could go ride Thunder.

 

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While Clarissa was out putting Thunder through his paces Roger gathered the whole of his staff together including Bea.

"As you now know I have married the most wonderful woman and we love each other very much, I know that you will treat her with the utmost respect she in turn will treat you all kindly regardless of your status in the household. Some of you will have met Lady Clarissa's personal maid Bea, for those of you who have not met her let me introduce her to you."

He held his hand out to Bea to come forward, she shuffled shyly to stand by his side, uncomfortable at being the centre of attention,

"She is new to the position so if the maids can help her when necessary I am sure she will be most grateful."

As he spoke he was scanning the faces before him and noticed one of the younger grooms a young man by the name of James staring adoringly at Bea who was blushing furiously.

'AHA' he thought 'So Bea has an admirer already, we must ensure that they have plenty of opportunity to meet.'

The staff were dismissed and Roger called James over and asked him if he would show Bea the grounds and the stables.

The young man couldn't believe his luck and replied,

"Of course, Sir, Oi'll look after the young miss, 'twill be moi pleasure."

He went to Bea and introduced himself and Roger saw them leave together with James looking as proud as a peacock.

 

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Thunder was in heaven, as was Clarissa. She leaned over his neck, the horse’s mane whipping her face. Clumps of sod flew up from his hoofs as he tore up the ground, legs stretching and pulling horse and rider across the countryside.

Clarissa whispered the magical word, the word that always encouraged the stallion to run, and it seemed impossible but the horse ran faster. She blended into the horse becoming one with the animal. Anyone looking out would have seen a magical sight, as if two wild things were becoming fused into one.

Finally after a while she felt Thunder slow down and she pet the side of his neck as she praised him. He slowed to any easy trot and then eventually wandered over to a grassy clump, his flank muscles twitching. She slid off his back and Thunder gave a whinny and turned around to nuzzle her face. Clarissa laughed and pulled a carrot from her pouch. They understood each other without words.

A carrot and several lumps of sugar later, the pair of them turned back to head home. By the time she got back to the stables, the pair of them had been gone for over three hours.

The stable boy looked surprised to see the pair of them tearing into the stable yard. Clarissa looked anything but a proper lady. Her hair was wild and tangled, her cheeks flushed, and grass stains and horse sweat on her shirt and riding pants.

“The Master has been looking for you. I told him that you were still out riding.”

She nodded and pet Thunder. “He’s ridden good and hard today. Brush him down good and he deserves an extra ration of oats. Okay?”

The boy nodded at her. “Yes ma’am!”

Clarissa pet Thunder’s forehead and hugged the horse before turning to head off in search of Roger.

 

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Roger dressed and ate breakfast alone, he knew that Clarissa would be making a great fuss of Thunder and would more than likely be gone a good while. When he had finished breakfast he called the household together and introduced Bea to them all saying that when Clarisa returned they would speak to each one individually. However it was almost lunchtime when Clarissa bustled in, her cheeks glowing and her hair tangled reminding Roger of his pursuit of her over the English countryside.

"There you are my dear, you look as though you have climbed through a hedge backwards, let us call Bea and get her to brush the tangles out of your hair." He paused for a moment,

"I forgot, I sent Bea off with James, one of the stable lads, he was plainly admiring her and I thought it would be a good idea for her to be with a male companion. He is a decent lad and will not do anything that might upset her like kissing her unexpectedly although it can have its rewards as we know."

Again he remembered how he had stolen a kiss from Clarissa in the garden of Fernwood Manor.

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Bea felt strange as James showed her around The Gables and its manicured lawns and exquisitely laid out gardens. She had never in her young life been alone with a man for more than a few minutes, she found it disconcerting as he kept looking at her with a strange expression on his face, She wondered if she had jam on her lip.

At one point they were walking over the cobblestoned stableyard and she had slipped but James had caught her and she was in his arms, he looked down at her with a smile,

"Steady there Bea, folks might think you were throwing yersel at me."

"I most certainly am not." Bea replied haughtily and pulled away from him and stalked off back towards the Manor.

"Bea, Bea, come back it was a joke, nothin' meant by it." He called after her but his plea fell on deaf ears as Bea found herself alone and burst into tears thinking of Sir Roger and his magnificent cock.

 

[Opensesame54321]

There you are my dear, you look as though you have climbed through a hedge backwards, let us call Bea and get her to brush the tangles out of your hair. I forgot, I sent Bea off with James, one of the stable lads, he was plainly admiring her and I thought it would be a good idea for her to be with a male companion. He is a decent lad and will not do anything that might upset her like kissing her unexpectedly although it can have its rewards as we know.

Clarissa scrunched her nose up at Roger and teased him. “Don’t you like horse sweat and grass stains? I warned you when we first met that I was not like other women.” Whereupon he grabbed her and pulled her down on his lap, kissing her hard. She giggled as his hands roamed over her body. “I do believe that you are trying to have your way with me sir!” He grinned at her as she laughed and pushed his hands away. “Roger!” Her voice dropped down. “The servants will hear you.”

She finally squirmed away from him and ran upstairs, her hair wild and crazy and leaving a trail of straw and grass on the carpet behind her . As she turned the corner, she ran smack dab into poor Bea, knocking her down. Clarissa thought that she may have hurt the girl and tried to help her up.

“Bea, honey, I’m sorry. I should not have been running. Did I hurt you?”

The girl shook her head and wouldn’t look at Clarissa, keeping her head down as she gathered herself up.

“I know, I know. I am very unladylike. A tomboy. A mess!” Clarissa laughed as she helped Bea up off the floor. “Why, I swear that my...”. She stopped as she noted Bea’s red eyes. “You’ve been crying! What happened?” She proceeded to usher Bea into the master bedroom and sit her down in a chair.

“Now tell me, what’s wrong? What happened? Roger told me that James was escorting you around the grounds. Did he say or do something to you?”

She waited a moment as Bea hesitated before finally nodding.

“What happened?”

“‘e tuke indecent liberties wif me!”

“What!” Clarissa gasped, shock turning to outrage. “What happened?” But all Bea would do was cry and shake her head. “You wait right here.”

Clarissa was mad. Petting the young girl’s arm, she stood up and went off in search of Roger.

He was right where she had left him, and seemed to think that she had come for round two of his cuddling. He reached out for her body but she merely batted his hands away and stood there angry.

“I thought that you said that this James that you sent Bea off with was a good lad! Perhaps you need to have a talk with him and set him straight.”

Roger was puzzled. He sat up straight and listened to her.

“I just ran across Bea upstairs crying. She said that this James took indecent liberties with her. That was all I could get out of her.” Roger was up in a flash. And she called out to him as he went off in search of the young man. “You remind him that she is a naive young girl.”

As the door slammed behind him, she added under her breath. “...that has seen your manhood.”