Chapter 2

I learn the Ropes

As I lay on my bed after an extremely heavy lunch thinking about the mornings events. Still in my memory was my previous life and the meeting with Jammarree at the art gallery. It seemed to me now that I was living in some sort of dream and I would be woken shortly. I heard a faint tap on the door and Mistress Roper entered.

"My Lord with your permission I will stay in your service,, and that villain who purported to be my husband has now gone. He never was my husband, as we never married. Your father wanted a married man for the post, and so between us we fabricated the lie. Your father found out when I told him sire, but by then we were lovers, but for several reasons your father never revealed the truth. Eventually Roper also found out and threatened to reveal our affair, but he also had some other hold over your father sire which I never found out. I owe you that explanation sire, but now if you wish me to go I will ... I miss your father greatly, he was more than a lover, he was the husband I never had, and I tried to be a wife to him as far as I could. With respect my Lord, your mother never cared one whit for him, not as I did."

"I am glad Mistress Roper" I said. "He was a lucky man indeed. Perhaps one day I shall be so lucky. I am glad you are staying but from now on I will be asking you to take more responsibility, and increasing your salary substantially. But I do need your total loyalty. I have a very special mission to accomplish,. and need to be free from trivial estate matters."

Mistress Roper blushed, and looked down at me, she blushed and started to undress, obviously misconstruing the intent behind my statement. Then I realised that whilst talking to her, I had grown a quite significant erection that she had obviously seen. I thought that perhaps I should put her straight, but she was a really beautiful woman, and obviously quite willing for a closer involvement as I of course was.

Emily quickly undressed, and her beautiful nude body, crawled on the bed to join me. I did not speak, but I put my arms round her, and hugged her to me. I knew that she had made a decision, and that she was going to stay with me. She lay with her back to me, and so I could put my arms round her and feel her ample breasts, this allowed me to gently fondle her hardening nipples, her warm buttocks nestled against my groin and she put her hand behind her to pull my cock between her legs. I could feel the wet warmness of her. She smelt nice, and I knew that she had washed, and taken special care of her toilet, and appearance before she had come to my bedroom

She turned round to face me, not for a second letting go of my cock. Her lips touched mine softly, and I let my hand wander down her warm belly, and my fingers found her warm wet vagina lips. I gently probed her pussy lips. She pulled my hand away, and placed my cock between her legs, so that it mashed up against her pussy lips. My cock was wet with her juices. I kissed her gently on the lips, and ran my hands through her hair, as I did, so I felt her stretch, and gently push her warm body against mine. I rolled Emily over on her back and kissed her lips, probing her mouth with my tongue. We were both breathing heavily. I turned round and licked my way down to her pussy, and started licking her with my tongue. I think this was the first time that she had experienced this kind of lovemaking, as for a brief second she tensed, and I thought she was going to pull away, but I persisted. Suddenly her body seemed to explode with orgasm. I continued my licking and probing with my tongue, and she was moaning out loud.

I pulled back and watched Emily as she lay panting heavily from her exertion. She lay with her eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow of our coupling. Her pussy was wet with her juices, and I knew she was more than ready for my cock ... I kneed her legs apart, leaned down and kissed her, probing her mouth with my tongue, whispering to her to guide my cock to her waiting slit. Her small hand nervously brought my cock to her pussy. I flexed my legs to press against her, barely touching her ... I very much wanted to slide all the way in and fuck her hard, but I knew that I was probably larger than anyone she had been with before. After getting the head in, I stopped for a few seconds, but she raised her hips to get more of me in. I slowly pushed more of my cock into the tight love tunnel feeling her muscles beginning to grip me as I entered. She was very wet from her orgasm, making my entry easier than I expected and she was moaning with pleasure. I began a slow rhythmic movement in and out. My large cock filled her, with each inward push. I lay fully upon her, grasping her buttocks with both hands Emily lay under me, not crushed as I being a perfect gentleman, took my body weight on my elbows.

Suddenly she had a second orgasm making her moan in joy. It was at that point that I stopped, and held still. for a moment We continued fucking, I was holding her tight, and then I felt her third orgasm gripping my cock even tighter. I could hold out no longer and pushed my cock as deep as it would go, the large head pressed against her cervix, I began to cum, pumping a large volume of semen into her.

We lay together for a long time as we recovered from our exertions. Then she spoke "I am sorry my Lord, I did not mean to do this, when I came to see you, but you are so like your father, and as I have told you, we had a very special relationship. Your father, like you, could not marry me, but for the past few years I was more of a wife to him than your mother ever was."

"You want to carry on that relationship with me then Mistress Roper?"

"It was not my intention My Lord, but I am not averse to more lovemaking if our experience today is a foretaste of things to come." She said shyly.

I turned and kissed her. "You are an attractive woman, and a very competent business woman. I need to work very closely with you, and I am sure that we would probably have been tempted after a while."

During our conversation that afternoon as we lay their, I found that Emily Roper had been acting as housekeeper, as well as her other duties. She obviously coped with an enormous work load. This had worried me, as I needed to have more of Emily's time. Now after finding Joan the mother of my child,. the perfect solution occurred to me, Joan would make an ideal housekeeper, and she could have Emily's cottage. It was then that I told Emily that I needed a very large change in her duties. I said "Mistress Emily I want you to be my personal assistant, and you will vacate your cottage, and move into the manor house. You will have your own personal maid, and relinquish the housekeepers post. I have someone in mind who I believe is capable of taking your place as housekeeper. How does this suit you"

For a moment she was very quiet. My Lord I am confused, what do you expect from me?"

"Mistress Emily I have a very special and secret task that I need to carry out and you will need to travel with me on occasion, and you will also need to take on much more financial responsibility. You see Mistress, I am a very rich man in my own right, much richer than my father ever was, and you will have full operational control of my estate as well. I also have a task which I vowed I would complete in my lifetime, and I need you to take that on board, as well to leave me free to do what I must..."

She sat up on the bed and looked down at me. "My Lord I am not a whore to be bought." I laughed at her anxiety. Mistress Emily I saw the books this morning. I also know bookkeeping and financial management probably as well as you do. I think that you are the right person for the job, but you will probably have some male opposition, but I will support you. If we never make love again, the job is still yours - what do you say?" She smiled "Thank you my Lord, and now I must show you something more."

She got off the bed and without dressing she went to the door of the large wardrobe still full of my fathers clothes. She looked back at me.

"Come sire."

I followed her also in the nude. She pressed a knob on a panel at the back of the wardrobe, and a secret door slid open revealing a staircase leading upwards. Holding my hand, in the dark she led me up about twenty steps and we came into an attic room. The attic was lit by overhead windows.

Walking across the attic she pulled aside an old portrait and revealed a door. She fumbled above the door for a key and then inserting the key in the lock she opened it. Behind was a large room with a bed with lighting from the roof window.

but round the walls was a series of pornographic sketches.

'This my lord was your fathers secret den. And the sketches are his own work sire"

I stood for a moment looking at the drawings, and sketches, not realising that my father had been so talented and then she led me to a ledger on a side table. In the ledger was a biography of nearly every man and woman on the estate, and in the nearby village of Lacock with details of all the intimate affairs that were, or had been going on, and intimate details of peoples sexual preferences, and habits. Their was also a list of the times and places where my father had taken advantage of the various ladies of the district, and a write up on their abilities or otherwise.

One of the first I noticed, was a commentary of my sister Ethel's husband and the fact that he was apparently deceiving my sister, and having an affair with the vicars lady. My father had also noted that the vicar was not properly ordained, and his so called wife was actually his sister, but for some reason once again my father had not taken any action in the matter.

The vicars wife (sister) was noted as being of slim build extremely good looks and of loose morals, with a lively personality and good company. I noted however, that my father had not taken advantage of her charms, or if he had, he had not recorded them. I looked at Emily and I said.

"Dear lady there was a bond between thee, and my father, were you not jealous of his affairs" "Nay My Lord, he could not marry me as he had a wife, and he could not marry a commoner even were he not married. I was well content with life with your father sire. He kept me well satisfied"

I realised then that the class restrictions were very tight. To be born out of a wedlock was a terrible disadvantage, But to be born as the illegitimate child of one of the upper class did not carry the same stigma but was often recognised.

As I started reading the very descriptive notes in my fathers log book, I became aware that my erection had resumed its action status. The erotic notes and sketches had been too much, and Emily now aware of my predicament dragged me willingly towards the bed where we spent another pleasant hour, before we resumed the reading of my fathers log book. After a time Emily led me to another concealed door which led downwards. Every few steps came to a landing on which was a door, she showed me that each door had a peephole which looked into the rooms of the female staff. At the present time most of the staff were still about their duties, but I noted that each door could be easily opened from the outside.

Eventually on reaching the ground floor she opened a door that led into the stable yard. It was hidden from sight by a very large growth of bushes ... We could only peep out of the door as we were still in the nude so we returned to my fathers secret den. I read with interest the note relating to our resident vicar, who according to my father was servicing half the females in his flock on a regular basis and who was not, according to my father ordained, inasmuch that he had previously been unfrocked by the Bishop for unbecoming conduct with members of his congregation at a previous parish. I gather that my father was loath to do anything about it, because of the scandal if it became known, that my sister Ethel was married to Marsden who in turn was allegedly having an affair with the vicars sister. But I was pleased to note the marriage could not be legally binding, so my sister Ethel was really a free woman should she so wish...