1. Tricked by the Lady Georgiana


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Male/Teen Female, Reluctance, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    stones throw sir.” “Bessie,” His Grace continued, “Come in here girl, confess or it shall be to your detriment.” The girl appeared, she seemed plainer and stouter in the daylight than she had in the torchlight and moonlight of the past eve. “No, I am pure still,” she insisted. “Oh really Bessie please don’t keep up this charade,” His Grace pleaded, “After all we check easily enough.” “What do you mean sir?” she asked. “We can examine your maidenhead, if it has gone the point is proven,” His Grace explained. “Please no!” Bessie cried tearfully. “I say sir this is harsh,” I insisted. “Harsh, lies from a servant cannot be tolerated under any circumstance," His Grace continued, “Admit it wench, Mr Hardy has confessed.” “No, ‘twas not I,” she pleaded. “What say you Hardy?”he asked. “Well I plugged a wench and right enough, but seeing it was dark and the face in shadow, I cannot be certain of whom, and she did look thinner in the moonlight but she were a maid in a maid’s smock, and I walked her home here,” I insisted. “Bessie, confess girl, this is no place for modesty,” His Grace insisted. Bessie sobbed, “I’m sorry sir, Your Grace, I really am but I must confess.” “Good. At last,” he sighed. “Lady Georgiana borrowed me smock of the night,” Bessie confessed, “The maid must have been she.” “Liar!” His Grace exploded “As god’s me witness,” Bessie pleaded. “You unspeakable witch!” His Grace expounded, and he bellowed, “Hudson. In here. Now. His Grace explained what Bessie had ...
    alleged. Hudson frowned “Your Grace, young Bessie is not prone to flights of fancy, indeed the tale is quite plausible, perhaps you should ask your daughter about this Your Grace.” “But that is preposterous!” His Grace protested, “Oh very well call Georgiana and settle this once and for all!” I sat down and waited, shortly Georgiana appeared, nervously or so it seemed, “Ah my dear,” His Grace said pleasantly, “Bessie alleges that it was you and not she who visited the Mop Fair last evening?” “Oh,” Georgiana responded, “But why should she say such a thing?” “Because Mr Hardy felt compelled to revisit the sweet maid whose honour he took after the fair.” His Grace explained, “Mr Hardy being a professional man and not a gentleman and so not versed in the ways of the gentry do you see.” “I am afraid,” Georgiana said. “You borrowed me smock!” poor Bessie cried, “For pities sake please miss tell them else they’ll thrash me!” “Yes, I cannot lie, I borrowed Bessie’s smock,” Georgiana admitted. “And seduced Mr Hardy?” His Grace enquired. “He overcame me,” she said, “I thought he might kiss me, but he overcame me, you must see, he overpowered me and there was naught I could do!” “He took your honour?” His Grace demanded, “Is that what you are saying?” “Forcibly?” Hudson queried. “Yes, very, forcibly, I had no idea father.” she admitted. “And what say you Hardy?” His Grace demanded. “I had no idea sir, I thought she was a maid,” I said, “We went around the fair together quite amicably. She did ...
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