Feature Writer: Margot

Feature Title:  THE MADNESS OF LADY LYDIA 3

Published: 17.05.2017 / Copyright© 2017 by Margot

Story Codes: Coercion, Lesbian, Cross Dressing, Paranormal, Incest, Bestiality, Historical

Synopsis: Lady Lydia is out of control! Having coerced her son to mate with his sister for religious cult reasons the child will raised by Ella, an innocent negro orphan-girl from London’s East End. She is drawn into the seedy world of England’s green and pleasant aristocracy and her arrival at the Manor will have a far reaching effect on Lady Lydia’s Pagan vision!

 

The Madness of Lady Lydia 3

The summer social season was in full swing when Lady Lydia’s quest for a houseboy was conceived due to garden-party gossip.

While the men had been puffing on their afternoon cigars the ladies had been muck-raking with their gossip.

“Had they heard of that well known clergyman’s wife who kept a houseboy for sex?”…

“Surely you cant be serious!”…

“It’s been going on for months apparently, She employed him when he left school at 15!”…

“That’s disgusting; what does she do with him I wonder?”…

“All manner of things; sex games, according to their gardener. “…

“Why does her husband the bishop put up with it?”…

“It’s not so uncommon among the French ; part of their culture I’ve heard!”

“Sounds like a good excuse to get a bit of virgin cock!”…

“And no hassle with a pestering lover when you’ve finished with them!”…

Much laughter by all the ladies and no doubt it wasn’t only Lady Lydia who’s sex-drive had been activated by the idea of a willing lad to hand.

But the idea had delved into Lydia over the following period as she took stock of what she may have available to her on the estate.

Ella’s sexual progress had been gratifying to say the least; with an apprentice lad in the bedroom the possibilities of corruption would wondrousness; but it needed to be a lad with true sex appeal.

Then she had overheard a snip of gossip between her maids about a local lad whose big cock had the local lasses in a spin! His name was Jack Sparrow.

xxxxx

Jack Sparrow’s Tale

I was going on seventeen but my mother had made me wear my Sunday best suit and then brushing my hair said, “Now here’s a clean hanky Jack and remember, speak carefully when her Ladyship sees you.”

I pulled her softly to me; then gently kissing her lips murmured, “ Don’t worry mother, I’ll lay my charm on her.”

She blushed a little, “ Yes … well, so long as it’s not this disgraceful cock of yours.” Then she smiled as her hand gently groped my meaty lob.

“Mother, I hope to be an apprentice clerk for the Estate, not some passing plaything.” I teased.

She pouted playfully at me saying, “Is that what I’ve been to you recently Jack, a plaything?”

My hands ran down over my mother’s taunt breast and round her slim waist, “What you’ve been is simply very sexy.” I murmured kissing her lips with passion.

This kind behavior had developed only recently between us and I felt her shudder softly against me.

She eased me away from her; blushing, “ Yes well … be off with you Jack and remember all I’ve said.”

I set off for the manor house pondering on how life at home had altered this past year since father died; in a horrible working accident on the Estate where he’d been much of his working life. He had only been in his early thirties.

Mother, not yet thirty, had been grief stricken. I was just fifteen when it happened and I’d had to grow up rather suddenly while trying to fill my fathers shoes.

Gradually I began seeing mother in a different way; regarding her more intimately and sensually. The thrust of her nipples against her blouse, the stretch of her skirt over her hips, it was all torment to me. I felt when she held me now, it stoked a sexual desire for both of us; I was almost sure of it. I desperately wanted to fuck her but had not the vaguest idea of how to manage it; how to cross that invisible bridge that stood between us. All I could do was masturbate and dream.

Still, this interview for the Estate office was my first big chance in life and all would depend on how I performed with her Ladyship at the big house and suddenly that moment had arrived as I rang the bell at the main entrance five minutes before the appointed time.

The door was answered by a maid who ushered me into the hall and asked me to wait. For a short while I looked about me, rather over-awed at the grandeur of things; then a bright voice greeted me, “ Your young Jack Sparrow aren’t you?”

I turned to set eyes on the first Negro girl I’d ever seen!

I saw that we were about the same age and height but I realized she was also full of self confidence and quite beautiful in a way I’d never encountered before.

“Oh, erm sorry, yes that’s right.”

“Hello Jack, I’m Ella; we may be working together – so I hope all goes well for you; O K, just follow me and I’ll take you to see Lady Lydia.”

I was shaken; she spoke such fine English and her smile revealed gleaming white teeth … she was so exotic!

Then I was taking off my cap as I was ushered in to meet her Ladyship and Ella had closed the door on me.

To my utter surprise the Lady was sat up in a large ornate bed.

I had imagined a dowager but she was physically attractive.

Her long flaxen hair sparkled around her neck and her startling grey eyes surveyed me almost disdainfully, “You are young Jack Sparrow?” her voice was crisp yet sensual.

“Yes My Lady”

“Your father was a fine strong man when he worked here on the Estate; we were all very sad at the tragedy that befell him here.”

“Thank you my lady.”

“How has your mother been managing since being alone?”

“It has been hard for her but we still have each other.”

She studied me for a while and her attitude to me softened.

“Well, you have your father’s build, that must be a comfort to her and I hear your good with pen and paper. – How old are you?”

“I’ll be seventeen next birthday and eager to learn my lady!”

Well lets see young Jack; now go over to that table; you’ll see some writing paper. I want you to write down something for me – anything you like”.

I thought for a bit and wrote. “I am pleased to meet your Ladyship today, and would like to serve you in any way possible.”

I took it back to her bedside, and gave it to her. She looked at the paper and looked at it; then she held it back out to me.

“Now read it for me please Jack.”

Without thinking I said, “I think you are the most beautiful lady I have ever met.”

She looked at me and laughed,

‘Your a cheeky lad and I don’t think you wrote that did you?”

I just shook my head.

“What did you write?”

I told her.”I am pleased to meet your Ladyship today, and would like to serve you in any way possible.”

“So … you would do anything for me, but would you tell others what you had done later I wonder?”

““No my lady, certainly I would not!.”

“But if you worked here with me, I would ask you to do some very unusual things, and not tell anyone. Could you do that young Jack?”

“Yes ma’am cross my heart and hope to die.”

She nodded her head in approval and said, “Come here boy, and stand close to the bed.”

I moved as close as I could and she ran her fingers through my hair and down around my neck. Then she murmured, “Drop your breeches young Jack, I want to see your cock.”

I had not expected that.

I hesitated briefly, but got my courage up and so with a flourish, undid my buttons letting my trousers fall to the floor.

She reached out a long slender hand and in doing so revealed her shapely breast.

She stroked my half-hard cock, causing it to instantly respond to her delicate touch.

She studied it.

“Mmm … oh yes, it is surprisingly big for a sixteen year old.”

Her slender hand gently gripped the head and slowly pulled back the foreskin, fully exposing the glistening purple head.

Her eyes now met mine, “Do you masturbate much?”

I felt my face flush with embarrassment and I simply nodded that I did.

“Does your mother know that you masturbate a lot?”

“No! … my Lady.”

“She probably does if she has to wash your pants, does she not?”

I nodded with embarrassment.

“What would she think if she saw this great big cock of yours I wonder?”

“Don’t know my Lady.”

“No … but I might well imagine; now Master Jack, be strait with me; would you enjoy a lot of fucking?”

I just nodded in embarrassment. “I have only done it once ma’am.” I lied in a hoarse whisper”

“Well, according to gossip it was somewhat more than once. Now you noticed the maid who answered the door to you wore a uniform?”

“Yes my Lady.”

“There will duties other than your book work that will require you to also be in uniform or other dress; are you agreeable to that?”

“Yes my Lady.”

Very well Jack, I can offer you employment as my personal assistant; how would that suite you?”

“I would like it very much my Lady.”

“Yes, well then I will send your mother twelve shillings and sixpence every week; and there will a fair bit more than that in commission for yourself; when things are in motion; but Jack, you must vow that your work is confidential. Do you agree to those terms of employment Master Jack?”

It was a great deal to take in, and I must have been staring at her when she said. “Master Jack?”

“Yes My Lady; I do agree!”

“Good! Now one final thing Master Jack; from now on you are to refer to me as Lady Lydia. Have you got that?”

“Yes … Lady … Lydia.”

“Very well Master Sparrow, pull up your breeches and report here on Monday at noon.”

She rang the bell for Ella to show me out.

Ella seemed pleased that I was to start within a few days.

My journey home began full of excitement and wonder over the dream of a post I had secured on the Estate with Lady Lydia but as I neared home I began realizing that a huge dilemma was rising up before me.

How much of my good fortune and excitement could I share with my mother with my pledge of secrecy to her Ladyship hanging over me?

At home my mother was bursting with curiosity over how I’d fared with my interview and when she learned of my employment by the Estate and that she would soon receive my weekly wage, she warmly embraced me.

Then her lips came onto mine and we were kissing with passion.

Her hand came down to grope my responsive cock against her thigh.

She suddenly took my hand; leading me to her bedroom; saying my success had to be rewarded!

She turned in the middle of the room and faced me, then smiling, began a sort of stylish striptease; allowing each garment to flutter seductively to the floor.

I was transfixed as nothing like this had ever happened before between us; she was also very good at it!

Slowly she undressed down to her panties and bra, which in itself had made my cock harder than it had ever been before.

She had an astoundingly fine figure with tits that were bursting to escape from her pretty bra.

I could see she was thrilled at my obvious delight in her.

She then approached me and unbuckled my trousers before crooning, “ Strip off for me would you Jack?”

In a trice I was naked with my cock standing up like a rocket ship and pulsating like like a nodding donkey!

Mother sank to her knees and groaned, “Jesus Christ Jack, … it’s absolutely obscene!”.

Then she slowly began giving me head for the first time.

I tried my utmost to prolong the ecstasy but when I caught sight of our reflection in the long mirror, my sperm flooded into her mouth and mother squealed with delight.

xxxxx

Jack began work the following Monday.

Now, young Jack, having been under Lady Lydia’s bedroom instruction for a for few days, was being introduced into the pleasures of receiving anal enema; or irrigation of his rear passage.

Naturally when Lydia outlined what she desired of him, Jack protested but his mistress indicated that his job would be on the line if he was unable to meet her hygienic standards.

The procedure was conducted in her lavish bathroom and although Lydia was stylishly dressed, the lad was required to be quite naked and bent over the rear of a sofa.

Lydia eyes took in the firm muscular butt presented to her and ran her hands over its contours before liberally applying Vaseline. Then with her digit finger inserted the grease up into his rear passage. In this respect young Jack was a virgin, and a pained cry of protest came forth.

But then Margo came to him with the long winding enema implement with its rubber water-bottle placed on the floor, from which extended the hose and head. Seeing it, sent a bolt of fear through Jack.

Margo’s pulse also raced as she greased-up it’s snake-like head and began giving Jack his first enema.

This was a painful and humiliating procedure as a long nozzle on the end of a length of rubber tubing was slid up into his anus. He yelled and struggled against the alien snaking up into his ass.

Lydia countered his protest; observing that his cock was hardened with pleasure and that he would soon come to enjoy it, while also gaining valuable sexual discipline.

Once fully inserted, Lydia was thrilled at the prospect of squeezing hot water from the bottle with her foot, into his rectum, but first she wanted Jack to begin slowly masturbating purely to…

“ease the discomfort; but on no account was he to ejaculate”!

Jack obeyed, slowly stroking himself while Margo worked the nozzle and the bottle.

Gradually his discomfort turned into a kind of growing pleasure.

The hot water flowed and the pressure in his cock grew until eventually a difficult climax was achieved.

Lydia’s cunt clenched in ecstasy as she saw the boy ejaculating profusely onto the back of the sofa. The first real step in the boy’s corruption had been made and it had all been so gratifying.

“Oh! You wicked boy Jack!” Look at he mess you’ve made!”

xxxxx

A week later Jack was facing his second enema session.

But rather than have him leaning over the sofa which he had so selfishly soiled before, Lydia had placed him knelling; naked before her.

Placing the rubber water-bottle beside him, he’d presented his butt to her while on all fours.

Lydia knelt down at his rear and as she greased him up, she shivered with excitement at the prospect of inserting the greasy enema nozzle up inside his shapely butt. She knew it humiliated him but found his grimacing and groans so gratifying, “There! That wasn’t so bad now, was it!”

Jack hung his head, “No Lady Lydia.” he mumbled.

Then she had him squat down on it; to hold it firmly in place.

Lydia was pleased to see that Jack big cock was already standing proudly to attention in anticipation of the enema, but she had something extra for the lad today.

Lydia now stood astride Jack, who looking up between her naked thighs, found her juicy cunt waiting for him. Lydia would now introduce him into the art of giving cunnilingus.

“Now Jack to avoid the upset of last time I want you to place your hands above my knees, can you do that?”

Jack did so,

“That’s good! Now before we start with the enema, I’ll teach you how to give sexual pleasure to a lady with your mouth; it’s called cunnilingus Jack; – say it.”

“Cunnilingus Lady Lydia.”

“That’s it – you’ve got it! Now, get your mouth gently onto my cunny and begin a soft nibbling.”

Jack began his task cautiously; unsure if it appealed to him; but after a short while settled in to the job in hand; gaining confidence.

“That’s fine Jack, keep going and don’t be nervous of sticking your tongue inside; OK?”

Jack responded and as his tongue snaked into her warm interior, his hands felt the shiver shoot through her thighs. Then almost signalling her delight, hot water squirted into his anus from the enema nozzle!

Then Jack’s tongue discovered her Ladyship’s clitoris and her thighs shook in ecstasy.

He was rewarded with a powerful jet from the nozzle; and Jack now understood the code between them. A short game of cat and mouse ensued before Jack felt her cunt convulse in climax.

Her Ladyship let out a long loud wail while pulling Jack’s head into her crutch; – so firmly he thought he’d pass out!

THE END OF CHAPTER THREE