Degrading Lady Adelaide
atmosphere of debauchery began to pervade the house extending to the
servants. Late one evening, when I
judged that Adelaide was in an aroused state as happened now with increased
frequency, I left her bedroom door unlocked, being determined to follow her
without her knowledge.
not long before the door opened and Adelaide appeared barefoot in the grubby
shift she was accustomed to wearing (otherwise she went naked) with unkempt
hair and wild eyes, carrying a candle.
She went down the staircase to the servants’ hall where John was
polishing shoes and Agnes was ironing. I
peered round the doorway to see what happened.
Both stopped their work, John bowing respectfully and Agnes
flung off her chemise and sat naked on the table.
servants were shocked to see their mistress open her legs wide and begin to
masturbate vigorously, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her mouth giving vent
to a string of obscenities. The two
servants were covered in embarrassment and could do nothing other than resume
Adelaide summoned John to stand before her where she rubbed the front of his
breeches with the sole of her bare foot.
He did not pull away, not knowing how to handle a situation where his
mistress was naked and behaving so outrageously. Adelaide unbuttoned him at the front and
pulled down his breeches so far, his balls were out. His belly and privates were covered in a
forest of black hair from which protruded his purple tipped member, growing
stiffer every second.
fetch Mary,’ said Agnes.
in bed with Margaret,’ said Adelaide.
‘She will be licking the nurse’s quim.’
flew past me, hardly noticing I was there.
lay back on the table with her legs splayed and, taking John’s hand, she pulled
him towards her.
John,’ she said. ‘You know y want to!’
her bad skin and haunted look, I could tell John was trying to keep his desire
under control but the temptation was too great; by this time his member was as
rigid as a piece of carved wood.
Adelaide clutched him round his neck and drew him down, his hands
sliding under her to seize her arse cheeks as he sheathed his weapon up to the
face suggested that he could not believe he was having sex with his mistress
although his lust was now fully aroused.
He was a big man who rode her like a stallion, his hairy arse dimpling
with every hard thrust of his loins while his mistress urged him on.
brought Albert and an elderly servant called Neville to the scene while Agnes
and Mary appeared from upstairs, followed by the long-striding Margaret. I could no longer conceal myself so joined
the other spectators who were watching open-mouthed, especially the men.
her illness,’ I informed them. ‘John is
blameless. She will have her way with
anyone she can find, man or woman.’
servants were aroused by what they were witnessing and I saw the opportunity to
orchestrate more fun and strengthen my power over them.
was spent, Adelaide called out to be fucked again and I told Albert to give her
what she craved. He was quick to shed
his clothes and ram his cock into the dripping gash between Adelaide’s thighs
so recently vacated by his fellow footman, finding it well lubricated by John’s
plentiful ejaculation. Meanwhile,
Margaret undressed Mary and told Agnes to remove all her clothes so they were
soon fondling each other and kissing passionately.
everyone naked except for me, Neville undressed and stood behind Albert in the
hope of replacing him when Albert was finished. The older servant played with
his prick in the hope of maintaining his erection for fear of missing his turn
with the mistress of the house.
round, I decided the young maid Agnes was most worthy of my attentions. She had a slim body, boyishly short hair, and
small breasts; attractive to me nevertheless because of her firm, shapely, and
no doubt virginal, arse. She was so
heavily engaged with Mary that I came to the view that she was a natural
lesbian and not merely swept away by events; so more of a challenge to me.
my clothes to the heap on the floor and detached Agnes from the other two
girls, Margaret looking daggers but not daring to challenge me. Agnes was sweating all over and nearly
slipped from my grasp. I took her to a
couch, sat down, and impaled her tight little ring on my swollen member,
causing her to squeal and attempt to wrestle herself free. I sat her facing me so that I could kiss her
and fondle her budding breasts while I bounced her up and down on my balls.
was screwed up in disgust. It must have
been a dreadful experience to be fucked by a man (and in her arsehole too) if
only other girls appealed to her.
able to entertain myself further by watching Albert finish fucking Adelaide and
add his torrent of semen to that already oozing from her quim and see the bony
figure of Neville climb aboard to take his turn to ride his mistress with
determination if less vigour.
time John’s tool was up-standing again and he was waited for a second helping
of Adelaide’s honey pot once the old man had done his worst. If Adelaide was less satisfied with the old
retainer, she gave no sign, legs spread wide like a frog’s, as she drooled and
dribbled in her ecstasy and swore to herself or anyone who would listen.
continued for another hour before I became bored and ready for a new challenge,
which led me back to thinking about Sophie.