Chapter 1

I thought, that tapestry could be repaired, it wouldn't take long; after all I had been schooled in fine needle work and I, oh god who cares about the stupid pictorial depicted on the wall, I was only thinking about it to blot out what had happened to me and would happen again and again. What happiness I felt as I remembered those words, It was going to be so easy, he said, I would be lady of the manor, he said, just rule the home and keep the servants busy, he said.

Just likeI remember when my father said, Miss Sara Morton Brown would one day be a lady; he would hold my chin and with his warm smile spread across his lips tell me that my charm, sensibility, demure disposition and beauty would be irresistible to any man, his loving words were always followed by, as long as she kept herself to herself. I didn't realize what he meant, how could I, having never been involved with other women, but I had to keep something called virginity safe and let no man touch me until it was in my own matrimonial home but I don't think he meant it, well not like it is now.

Oh Father why did you go and have to die, I stayed with you, never left your side, you meant everything to me after our lose when my mother died at my tender age of six, that was bad enough, but for you to go when I was but seventeen, how could this be what did I know of this world?

Male tutors taught me knowledge, I am well versed in our empire, our Queen Victoria, how industry would change our world, new horizons in India, the Americas and my religious education is second to none but I knew nothing of what a girl should know.

I thought I had beauty, my father had told me and he would never lie. I would look at myself when I would bath, a nice 5foot 6 frame and what I thought was the right proportions. I knew about breasts and thought mine a little large but having seen pictures of my mother thought it natural. The nipples, from what I had read about were for breast feeding my young but they seemed excessively long, they would sometimes hurt when they rubbed on my bodice and how they thickened when I was cold was but a mystery to me.

My waist was very slender, it seemed the curve of my bottom almost disappeared in to it and I used to think about the things in books, one such book said a baby would form inside my stomach, I remember shaking my head as to how the tight firm skin would hold such a thing and when it would happen. I even wondered about the hair that neatly curled above the hole for losing my water but when I started bleeding the words, its what women do, from my embarrassed tutors had me more than confused.

No, I knew nothing of the world but I did know that outside my front door it was a place that frightened me.

That fear was soon realized at the funeral. I met my aunt and two cousins, young uncoothed scruffy men, slightly older than me, I felt sick as I saw the grins on their faces when their mother told me I was to live with them, she just droned on as my young mind tried to understand that due to some over seas business failure my fathers house, our family home had been forfeit to the debtors, she sneered at me as she said anyway you'll like it, it's a nice room and you better be grateful.

I couldn't believe it, I stood there staring at the three of them, my jaw dropped and all I heard was one cousin say to the other, "Looks nice with her mouth open," as I turned to hide my tears the other said, "Any ideas what we should put in it?" if only I had known what they meant.

My so called nice room was in the attic, Andrew and Roland shared a large room under mine and Aunt Miriam occupied the front of the house, the housekeeper had a room but living close by, she hardly used it, I hated the house there were no locks on the doors, which meant I had to use the bathroom when no one was about.

I kept myself to myself, I had brought my books so I studied, using the excuse that I must learn to make my way in the world so I may repay her kindness, that was what I hoped she thought not that I really wanted to get away from her and the continual nasty remarks and unnecessary touching of my body from the other two.

My sanctuary lasted but three weeks. It was a Tuesday night, I sat in my room, I had finished work on my tapestry but I couldn't sleep even though it was late my mind wrestled with the fears people instilled in me now I was alone in the world, suddenly my thoughts were disturbed by squeals and slapping noises coming from downstairs. I was worried, what could be happening, so I took the decision to find out; with my heart thumping fast slowly a crept down the stairs.

As I crept further down the grunts and slaps got louder, surly my Aunt wasn't having to chastise her sons at their age, I knew they were unruly but, if in body alone they were nearly men.

I could see my Aunts room door, it was slightly open, light came from the crack at the side, I crept closer, the noise's from the room masking any sound I made.

I had to clasp my hand to my mouth at the sight that greeted my inquisitive eyes.

On the floor knelt my Aunt, she was naked, her hands clasped behind her head, Andrew was naked and standing in front of her, he had something between his legs, it looked attached, it was long and thick like a pole, pink as his own flesh but hard and it was pushing in to my Aunts mouth.

Behind her stood Roland, he to had a similar thing between his legs only it wasn't hard, it hung down with a fleshy pouch behind it, in his hand he held a riding crop which he flicked viciously at my Aunts naked buttocks, it was her that was making the squealing, grunting noises.

I stood there mesmerized by the scene before me; the more Roland slapped her bottom the more my Aunt wiggled it around at the same time moving her head quickly back and forth, the thing in her mouth seemed so long. I stifled a gasp as she let go of it, it was huge; she kissed and licked up and down what looked like a roll of meat with a large bulbous head; I felt sick as she kissed the tip before starting to lick it, her mouth then moving down to the weird pouch under it, I gagged as she tried to get it in to her mouth.

Roland bent behind her, I couldn't believe what I was seeing, he put his hand down and played with her bottom before I watched it slide under and between her spread thighs, he was pushing his fingers up inside her water hole, my Aunt was wiggling even more as she started to suck Andrew's meat back in to her mouth.

Roland was giggling, saying things that were strange to my ears, "Mothers a fine cock sucker, still the best, what say you brother?" Andrew was pumping his hip towards my Aunt and this long thing seemed to be completely in her mouth, I was wondering how she could do it as he sniggered back, "Sucks all the way as long as a finger is stuck up her, you want to fill her mouth before with both take her to the bed and do her other holes later?"

There seemed to be urgency now, they all moved franticly, then it happened; Andrew held her hands to the back of her head and pushed. At the same time Roland thrust his fingers up inside her and I gasped, it must have been heard because at the same time Andrew suddenly pulled the thing out of Aunts mouth and white globs of sticky juice spurt from a hole on the end covering my Aunts face and breast's.

She didn't move, she swayed as the stringy white stuff covered her face but she still stayed knelt and her hands stayed clasped behind her head, as I stepped back I could still see Roland as he moved, he came around in front of her and my Aunt started licking his long thing, I nearly stumbled as I watched it grow long and hard before my eyes.

As I turned to go back upstairs I saw him push it in to her mouth. Slowly I crept back, my mind in turmoil as I tried to understand what I had seen. I lay in bed, if I couldn't sleep before I certainly couldn't now.

Thankfully I must have dozed off because it was Jane the housekeeper that woke me, telling me breakfast was ready, a quick wash and I was down.

"My you look like you had a bad night," I jumped Roland was behind me he hadn't gone out, I said something like I stayed up finishing my tapestry work, stammering as I added, I didn't realise how late it was, he just grinned at me as he said, "Oh I thought it was something you'd eaten or is it, wished you had," I ignored him.

I quickly ate and returned upstairs, my aim to catch up on some sleep. I must have been successful because when I woke it was dark and I was hungry. I went downstairs but the house was empty, grabbing some cheese and bread I scurried back upstairs, rushed through the door and put the chair back under the handle.

"Hello cousin Sara," I froze in horror as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I went to move the chair, as I did I dropped the plate, but it was to late, other hands grabbed my arms and dragged them behind me, I felt rope roughly binding my wrists, I struggled to get away only to hear Roland mocking me, "Got you now little Sara, you're not going anywhere."

Andrew joined in, "Enjoy the show last night well we think you can do better then ma-mar and as dear ma-mar has gone out we have all night to prove it."

My squealed protests could never be heard, I knew we were too high and so did they as they dragged me to my bed.

Their evil grins will live with me the rest of my life, my pleas for mercy were just laughed away, I knew nothing of the plans, why me, what had I done that they should force themselves upon me, I begged in the name of all that was good to be left in peace only to get Roland laughing at me as he pushed me on to the bed, "The only good piece right now is you."

I struggled as I watched them remove their breeches, their long things daggled obscenely between their legs; soon they were on me, positioning me the length of my bed as first Roland then Andrew climbed on.

Roland attacked my blouse, unbuttoning it, pulling it from my skirt then dragging my bodice down until my breasts were bare before him, as he did that so Andrew pushed my skirt up until he could pull on the ribbon of my bloomers, loosening them so he could pull them down, it seemed my begging only increased the crazed actions.

Roland bent his head, his eyes feasting on my naked breast's, in a crazed laugh he almost shouted, "You have got to see such nipples," Andrew stopped, he slid up my body as both of them started to suck at my naked breast's. They made me cry out as their teeth pulled at my nipples, I felt finger's touching me between my legs as digit after digit pushed in to me, Andrew stopped sucking my nipple, he looked at me, "My, my cousin Sara you have got great nipples, the like of which I have never seen before and I will use them time and time again and in the none to distant future you can be sure but now I must taste what must surely be a sweet tight virgin cunny."

Roland was now free to molest both my breasts as Andrew slid down and down the bed until I felt his elbows thumping in to my thighs as they forced my knees apart, Roland grinned at me, "Come now cousin, don't disobey us or life will be the worst for you. There's no need of shyness your only going to get your titties sucked and your only going to get your cunt fucked and maybe your cute bottom will take a stiff cock tonight as well and there's nothing you can do about, we will fuck you tonight and many more nights, get used to it, its you roll in this house the same as ma-mars and your first duty is sucking my cock, don't fight it, its what women are for, so just open those pretty lips."

I tried to answer but all I could do was jump and squirm as I felt Andrews tongue, he was getting some sort of satisfaction licking my water hole, pushing his tongue inside and sucking at the hard nub at the top of it, his fingers were pulling the hole open giving himself access to my innermost parts.

Roland could see I was shaking, he straddled my chest and daggled his fat meat over my lips, "Come on little miss innocent, I saw you last night and you saw ma-mar as she sucked us off so now its your turn to get on with the same, what we call paying lip service to your masters."

He put his hand back and pinched my nipple, the pain was such that I had to open my mouth, his foul meat shoved inside and he began to pump it in to me, pushing it to the back of my throat. I tried to stop him, I was confused all the time my mouth was being used Andrew was pushing his fingers in to me, deeper and deeper, he hurt, my dry hole wouldn't accommodate his continual thrusting, much as he kept fingering me then licking and spitting on his finger before continuing his assault, he still hurt, I wanted to protest but couldn't as Roland's fat meat was now getting fatter, harder and longer, completely filling my mouth.

Roland grinned down at me, "Is cousin Sara enjoying her face fuck, you do look splendid with a cock in your mouth, it really suits you, I knew it would from the first day I saw you, quite a complement to think that I had decided there and then to fuck every hole you have for many years to come." He was now breathing heavy, he grabbed my hair and dragged my head up and forward as he crammed his meat further in to my mouth, I squealed around it as I felt a sharp pain between my legs, my squeal around his meat must have sent Roland over as he shouted, "And here's your first load, here you are cousin swallow this for your fucking supper."

My mouth filled with a strange salty taste then spurts of warm liquid hit the back of my throat, I gagged, I thought I would drown in the filth. He pulled back, back enough for me to gulp air as well as this juice but all he did was laugh as I swallowed and coughed, groaning for what seemed to be his pleasure.

I had only just caught my breath when he slapped the hideous thing back on my lips, "Lick it clean, you won't want a dirty cock up your bottom later," as I tried to comply with his order I heard Andrew say, "You can use her cunny next if you want, my finger went all the way, our pretty little cousin isn't a virgin any more so we may as well enjoy all of her goodies."

"You clean her cunny up," Roland grinned in my face, "Hear that cousin, we are going to clean your cunny up, then fuck it all tonight and then night after night after that, I bet you're going to look real nice with out these silly clothes, I know you have a hell of a body and later I'm going to love stripping you and playing with it."

They both got off the bed, as Andrew rubbed a wet cloth over my abused hole I heard Roland say, "Right, tie her legs, then I think first we will take a beer, find the riding crops in mothers room, then a satisfying cigarette before back here for an amusing night of just fucking our cousin Sara," he turned and grinned at me, "You thought you were tired last night, well tomorrow I don't think you will be fit enough to get out of bed in fact I bet you will still be here when we come to use you again, which I can promise you will be much more fun as tomorrow night we will have you and dear ma-mar to play with," I lay there bound hand and foot as he went down stairs laughing at me, "You will love the taste of her cunny in your mouth as she will licking yours."

I fought hard against the rope, it wouldn't move, I was in a panic, was this it, to spend the rest of my young age having these awful things that seemed to have no meaning at all being done to me by this strange family, suddenly I remembered my tapestry box, there were sharp scissors in there.

With in five minutes I was pulling my clothes straight and sliding quietly down the stairs, I grabbed my purse and coat and was out the door and away, away where, the housekeeper Jane, she lived somewhere near the embankment.

The fog got thicker as I struggled through the narrow streets. I tried to remember her address, I thought Blake street or was it Burn or Blaine street I looked everywhere. As I dodged horse's and carriages I knew I was getting close to the river, the smell of seaweed and the rattle of carts along with the noise of rowdy bars frightened me, my heart pounded as I searched street names, suddenly an arm gripped mine.

"What's the hurry little lady, lost or something?" I looked round only to see a large ugly man, his arms covered in tattoos, behind I saw three more, one, a black gentleman grinned at me, his gold teeth shone in the dim lamp light, the first one spoke again, "I said are you lost, can we help, you know a nice little thing like you shouldn't be out here alone." I stammered, "I'm looking for a street," he stifled a giggle, "There's a lot of them around here love, which one?"

I was in a panic, "I think its something like Blake or Burn street, its near the docks," the one with gold teeth tapped the first man on the shoulder, "Burn street is down that alley," his finger pointed over my head, as I turned to look in that direction I was propelled towards a dark alley.