Tricked by the Lady Georhiana - Sex Stories

Tricked by the Lady Georhiana

... disinheritance papers.” “And when I sign?” he asked, “She is no longer a daughter of mine!” “Indeed sir,” Dawkins explained, “With such want of propriety she cannot be offspring of your loins.” “And the Memsahib?” he asked. “She has cuckolded you sir, quite evidently.” Dawkins insisted. “Good so I’ll cast that bitch aside too!” his Grace said with a beaming smile.” “Father you cannot!” Georgiana cried. “I damned well can you watch me!” His Grace snapped, “Frigid unfeeling cow denying me the son I craved!” “Have you lost control of your senses!” Georgiana cried. “No but you have you wanton strumpet!” His Grace snapped, “Now get from my sight!” “But my Lord!” Dawkins spoke up, “You have disowned the wench, you must cast her out or your name will be nothing!” “Indeed, “Justice Draco insisted, “She must be stripped of her finery and cast out.” “Father!” Georgiana cried. “No the Justice is right, you must be expunged from this family, I cannot have a whore beneath my roof!” His Grace expounded. “No, well that is not strictly true Your Grace,” Justice Draco suggested, “On the continent many ennobled families employ a whore among the household staff, and there is nothing to prevent it here should you so wish.” “A whore?” His Grace queried. “Indeed sir,” Dawkins ventured, “One of the lower orders to provide relief and carnality as required, to comfort family and visitors alike.” “Good god man I know what a whore is but she’s me daughter!” His Grace protested. “No, clearly not, it ...

... is obvious that she sprang from loins other than your own Your Grace,” Dawkins insisted. “Do I take it that you wish to sample the wench yourself?” Justice Draco enquired. “Indeed not sir,” Dawkins insisted, “I meant for the likes of Mr Hardy.” “Oh well,” Draco replied, “In that case perhaps Mr Hardy should do the honours?” “Honours sir?” I queried. “Why sample the wench’s charms that she may be registered properly as a whore,” Draco insisted. “You’re mad, evil all of you!” Georgiana protested. “Be quiet you stupid girl,” His Grace insisted, “Do you not see the justice offers a resolution to you predicament?” “But father!” she pleaded. “But nothing, now disrobe,” His Grace insisted. “I shall not!” she demured. “You shall or it will be the worse for you,” Justice Draco insisted, “His Grace has indicated that you are to be treated as a whore now and shall serve whosoever shall pay the sum considered appropriate by His Grace for your favours.” “No!” she demurred. “Then strip her, Dawkins, Constable, bare the wench forthwith,” His Grace insisted.“No!” she insisted but in a moment was she seized and Justice Draco 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. ...