1. Prim Miss Williams DP'd 4 some


    Date: 7/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Group Sex, Rape, Reluctance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    sir, mark my words well, sir it shall be curtailed.” I looked at her still unsure of what she spoke so I merely wished her a cheery “Good Day,” and rode on. Brabbinger my Grandfather’s agent came to see me a few days later, “I am afraid we have been summoned to the Lord Lieutenant, seems there is a complaint from a Tenant one Miss Williams,” he explained. “Indeed?” I queried. “About the droit de signeur,” he said, “I did take the liberty to investigate the matter and it transpires that under the Magna Carta Minimus de Charte Grave the right is quite correctly enshrined in the charter of principalship relating to Chargrove and your tenancy thereof.” “Brabbinger,” I said, “What are you babbling on about?” “The droit de signeur, sir, droit de signeur de maturitas, your right to take the maidenheads of the maidens resident on the estate for a year and a day.” he explained. “Oh, I never for a moment thought of such,” I confessed. “His lordship never missed a maturity, you see sir,” Brabbinger explained, “The droit de signeur de maturitas, does not only extend as in normality to the wedding eve of a young maiden but your right extends to any wench achieving twenty and one years unmarried whether engaged to be wed or not.” “Really?” I enquired, “And when was this last enforced, two hundred years ago I’ll wager!” “Did you not know sir,” Brabbinger said awkwardly, “Why your Grandfather’s heart burst while he was taking young Daisy Hardwhiste’s maidenhead no more than two months ...
    since, I myself as agent felt compelled to take Susan Young and Maisy Hart’s the week before you came back.” “You brute!” I said, “You sly old dog!” I laughed, “You’ll burst your heart too if you don’t take care!” I thought, “But why is Miss Williams concerned.” “Ah, she came back some months since, she moved away aged fifteen when intact and came back to rent a cottage here some years since, I believe she is unwed and intact,” he suggested. “And fears I wish to ravish her, well she need have no fears on that score!” I sighed. “Then reason with her, have her withdraw the complaint!” he suggested. “That I shall!” I agreed, “That I shall!” Miss Williams was not expecting visitors, she was wearing her shift when she crossly answered my polite knock on her cottage door. “No you can’t have your ball!” she snapped before she saw me. “Miss Williams?” I said as I ducked my head beneath the rose bushes encircling the doorway. “Oh, my Lord, I must apologise!” she said. She looked different, it was her wig, without it her hair was silver, her thin shift showed where her belly bulged pleasantly without her corsets, and unsupported her breasts swung pendulously. “May I come in?” I asked, “It is about the droit de signeur?” “No you may not, I shall not succumb readily, I shall fight to the last breath!” she protested. “Oh for heaven’s sake,” I said and I pushed her back into the cottage. “Unhand me!” she cried as I shut the door behind us while pushing her away. “Miss Williams I have no desire ...