1. Serena. Seduced on her fathers orders


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Male/Teen Female, Reluctance, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    fact the value would pass naught and become a liability. Indeed sometimes brokers would pay people to buy them, shareholders could become bankrupted. “Right Gentlemen, the Caradon Mineral Railway,” the Chairman continued. Just because one project failed it did not mean that others should not thrive. I had one chanced, to beg for mercy from Serena. But another plot came to my mind, shares worthless? What if I acquired a substantial holding and then made peace with Serena? I caught the night time goods train to London Paddington and arrived far from fresh at four in the morning. I went to all my friends desperate to borrow money and finally arrived at the stock exchange as the doors opened. There was no interest in Plymouth and North Cornwall Railway Stock. I waited. By lunchtime the Devon News newspaper had arrived from Plymouth. It had the story P&NCR wayleave cancelled. P&NCR to be liquidated. Suddenly P&NCR stock was offered. I chased it, quietly circumspectly you understand. And when it was offered I averred “Damnit man, there’s ten bob unpaid, You’ll have to pay me to take them off your hands!” Within ten minutes the rumour was abroad, P&NCR stock was worthless, less than worthless. Toxic. I lost count of the transactions. I must have formed a dozen imaginary shell companies with myself as company secretary. I think by days end I had acquired over 50#% of the shares for four pounds seven shillings and sixpence. Several brokers had indeed paid me to take the shares off ...
    their hands. Next I went west again to clear my name. I went straight to the newspaper, “Where did you get these lies?” I demanded. “Why his lordship’s butler!” I was told. “What Flanagan, that Irish beanpole?” I queried. “No Mr Portside, a rotund fellow, red face, moustache,” he explained as he described Lord Melchett. I smelled a nest of rodents and made my way to Nether Melchett and Melchett Hall. I strode in to the servants entranced unannounced. “Where is he?” I demanded. “Mr Hardy,” Lord Melchett greeted me, “At last.” “What have you done?” I demanded. “Nothing you did not want to do Mr Hardy.” he surmised, “Did you not consider sneaking back after mid night. You might have climbed a drain pipe or sneaked in the servant’s entrance. You might have slipped into Serena’s bed chamber. You might have bared her and ravished her if you were not so punctillious and determined not to offend. “Bared her and ravished her?” I demanded. “Indeed Hardy, I read your thoughts.” he confessed, “The bulge in your breeches. The tender way you held her.” “Good lord no sir, it was politeness no more?” I replied. “And the bulge?” he enquired with a laugh, “That fool Bunty has no feeling for her. When I faced having Bloody Bunty’s offspring as grand children and that oaf as a son in law I had to act. “Act sir, how so?” I asked. “Ah ha!” he said, “Now that would be telling!” and he laughed and called “Serena, come down would you?” She appeared a few moments later, “Mr Hardy, what brings you here?” ...
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