An episode from the ongoing adventures of Sir Harold Pithwinter, Victorian landowner, local dignitary, magistrate, and general debauchee. All participants were over eighteen years of age at the time of the events chronicled here.
Changes afoot
Sir Harold Pithwinter decided that he needed a few changes in the servants at Pithwinter Hall.
The outdoor staff were efficient if a little lacking in the intelligence stakes. He preferred it that way to reduce the likelihood of any of them starting to think for themselves. He had one groom who was a little brighter than the rest and could read words containing more than two syllables. That was bad enough of course but his choice in reading matter was something else. Sir Harold could not understand why the blasted fellow would be interested in the writings of those damn Germans and their radical ideas. Those scoundrels Dickens and Hardy were bad enough. Sir Harold caught the man preaching to the rest of the staff about rights and negotiating for their conditions at work. Luckily, he had caught it in the early stages and personally flogged the man soundly before driving him from the estate. The county sheriff had been most helpful in ensuring that his constables made damn sure the blaggard was driven from the hundred and arraigned before the county assizes for sedition. He was last seen boarding a ship in chains destined for the antipodes.
Sir Harold decided there and then that he would have to make drastic changes and ruthlessly root out any sign of potential disaffection. The following weeks were not the most pleasant for his staff with several departing, some of their own accord, following very intense interviews. The head groom was doubtful in Sir Harold's eyes and was summarily dismissed. His replacement was Edward Mathers, a Scottish lay preacher at the local branch of one of the stricter Calvinist sects. Sir Harold could not stand them, mainly for their moralising, but he rather liked their work ethic and attitude towards him as an employer. Edward had worked for one of Harold's close friends and been described as 'a very loyal worker, but a right tartar and a general pain in the arse for those under him'. This convinced Sir Harold that the man would make a reliable overseer and the transfer was arranged.
Edward's wife, Bonnie, was a bit of a bonus as far as Harold was concerned. She was a well-rounded, if slightly diminutive, woman in her late twenties. Her appearance was very striking with long, bobbed bright burnished copper hair complete with matching freckles on very pale skin. Steel grey eyes gave a focus point to her slightly rounded face. Her lips were full and gave her a subtle smile. She would not be described as beautiful but was by no means ugly. She spoke quietly with a gentle Aberdonian accent that totally complimented her appearance. Childbearing and her work in kitchens had added a just little substance to her natural frame but not enough to be unsightly. Harold noticed her curves and decided that she would do quite nicely as a little light entertainment once the family had settled into their new positions; say in a week or two. He was feeling unusually generous that particular morning.
The couple currently had two young children, produced early in their marriage. Bonnie had decided after the second pregnancy that she would prefer keeping it at two. Her upbringing had convinced her that the joy large families was for the story books. The large families she had grown up alongside usually resulted in a downward spiral into poverty and a reduced lifespan. Implementation of birth control was not easy or reliable at that time, especially when one had an overly pious husband such as Edward. She noted that one or two of her friends in the congregation had small families. Discreet conversations with them elicited the fact that she would be more fertile during certain parts of her monthly cycle. Once this fact was determined, Edward discovered that his wife had suddenly developed 'prolonged' and 'irregular' periods. She was lucky; it had worked so far, and Edward gradually became used to his reduced conjugal excursions.
The Kitchen
Bonnie Mathers had been a junior cook before she married and Harold decided that she should be trained to make an ideal replacement for his current cook, Margaret. Margret was getting on in years and now did little to stir Sir Harold's loins. She was a hangover from his late father who had used her regularly and continued a long-standing family tradition of producing regular offspring over the years.
In point of fact Margaret had been Harold's first proper fuck. His father had taken him down to the kitchen one blustery winter evening and instructed the woman to 'show the boy what to do with it'. The cook had duly complied while his father watched with an approving eye, large brandy in hand. Harold finished in record time, but regular subsequent visits enabled him to prolong his performance. His father followed him in and finished off what his son had started. Harold learned a great deal from the woman. She had, after all, several years to become totally proficient in all of the positions in his father's well-thumbed and annotated copy of the Kama Sutra. Harold received a brand new, and un-stained, copy for his eighteenth birthday.
Margaret was given lifetime tenure of one of the more remote cottages on the estate and disappeared more or less permanently from Harold's sight and hence memory. The move suited her no end as it meant less work and, at last, no longer having to service the odious creep who now owned the estate. His father had been bad enough and she had hoped that his demise would give her well used pussy a rest. Harold though had other ideas and used her regularly until her looks faded to the point where she became far less interesting than the younger maids and general servants. Her nine children would remain as a memorial to the pair of them. That was another reason to be grateful for moving away from the main house; her daughters were now getting to the age where Harold would start sniffing around them. The fact that they were his half-sisters, or, in at least one case, daughter would make little difference to the evil swine. Probably actually spur him on.
The Mathers were moved into a set of rooms above the kitchen. This allowed Bonnie to get to her work area via an internal staircase regardless of the weather. Edward was less fortunate in that there was no direct covered access to the stable area. A set of external steps took him down into the yard and hence to his place of work. One of the many rules imposed by Harold was that outdoor staff were not allowed in the kitchen area or the main house unless specifically instructed. The Mathers had their meals in their quarters once the rest of the house had been served.
Harold decided that he would commence regular meetings with Bonnie ostensibly to plan the meals for the coming week. This was arranged for Monday afternoon. This was, coincidently, the time that the scullery maid and general servant, Anne, took her weekly half day off.
