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

    “But father!” she pleaded. “But nothing, now disrobe,” His Grace insisted, “Take the money, take Hardy, who knows Dawkins or Hudson may wish to follow suit.”. “I shall not!” she demured. “You shall or it will be the worse for you,” His Grace insisted, “Mr Hardy may not wish to force you but Dawkins has none of his consideration. You are to be treated as a whore now and you shall serve whosoever shall pay for your favours.” “No!” she demurred. “Then strip her, Dawkins, Hudson, bare the wench forthwith,” His Grace insisted.“No!” she insisted but in a moment was she seized and Dawkins stepped forward his piggy little eyes staring greedily and in a moment her gown was undone and falling open to the waist he released her mounds. “There is that not more comfortable?” he enquired as he fondled her teats one first then the other, “She is roused already see,” he explained and he pressed her gown down further to her petticoats and stays and indeed her corset. “Cut the laces Dawkins, let us not stand on ceremony,” His Grace ordered and at once his small knife was out from its hiding place and her stays and corsets cut free and all cascaded to the floor leaving naught but her stockings cloven to her. “Strip her!” His Grace insisted and Dawkins and Hudson swiftly wrenched and grasped at the garments until she finally sprang free from them as naked as the day she were born, a thin scrawney excuse for a whore, one I should have not paid three farthings to plough to be honest. “So what say ...
    you Hardy, a shilling whore?” His Grace enquired. “I promised a golden sovereign,” I postulated rashly. “Then pay the wench and you shall do the honours!” His Grace declared. “Indeed, take it. I must do this sweet Georgiana I cannot resist sampling your charms one last time.” I apologised. “Snap to it do the honours?” His Grace insisted, “For I own my breeches are bursting with lust.” “Then I must do your bidding Your Grace,” I replied. Georgiana looked for an escape but there was none as the Hudson blocked the doorway and Dawkins ushered Georgiana towards the bench set along the wall for the servants use. “On the bench!”he ordered and Georgiana half fell half sat on the bench where upon he and Hudson seized her. They spread her legs widely and lewdly so they were in line from ankle to ankle with her woman’s parts. Pulled so tight that the very lips of her womans parts were lewdly spread and taking cords and straps they secured her in this undignified position. They also secured her hands to her ankles. Georgiana cried with humiliation and anger at her treatment but he protests were ignored as Dawkins explored her womans parts and showed a finger glistening with her juices as proof that her moistness had betrayed her whorish nature as she craved my mannish emissions. Her teats were swollen, even as her eyes dripped tears and the moistness spread from her parts to the bench. “Good god, how the little bitch craves you,” His Grace exclaimed, “Don’t keep her waiting Hardy, chop ...
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