His Lordship will see you now

The party left for the Duchesses in the Duchesses coach. Nigel Damian and their close friends and lovers Nicky and Robin were left to hold the fort so to speak. The four of them were gathered together in the main room and Damian was for some reason particularly quiet. "What s the matter Damian?" asked Nigel. after a pause. Damian started to speak and explaining that they had all been very open describing how they had all come to be at Rosie s, but knew very little about him, before his time at the Molly house and subsequent rescue of him and Nicky by Nigel. He felt it was an ideal opportunity to explain it all to the other three.

Damian explained that he was the only son of a Northern tradesman, and when he was old enough was sent to work as a footman to a well to do family of a mill owner, who lived in a large house about twenty miles from his home.

While he was there his village, where his family lived suffered a epidemic of Cholera and his mother and father both died of the disease, their house was tenanted from the local Lord of the Manor, so the rites died with them, leaving Damian homeless apart from his room in the place where he worked. Just when he was dealing with the loss of both his parents, The Mill owner died as a result of a fire at the Mill, so he ended up without a job and just a months wages.

He decided as work was in short supply near the Mill, to travel to London, he had enough money to catch the Mail coach and travel there. When he arrived in London, he sort out a cheap lodging house, to stay for a few days until he could find work. He searched for work locally and went along the waterfront to see if there was any work there, but to no avail. He was getting desperate, as he only had about enough for a couple of days lodging and then he would be penniless and have to resort to begging. The guy where he was lodging said he knew someone who was recruiting and needed a nice strong handsome lad. He passed Damian the address and Damian thanked him and left in search of the address, he soon located it and knocked on the door of a quite smart three storey house.. the door was opened and a young lad asked him what he wanted, Damian passed him the letter, which the boy took and told him to wait there. He returned a few minutes later and was shown into the hallway. The hall was quite richly decorated with rose coloured gilt settees. "Sit here!" said the lad and left him.

The door opened and a tall distinguished gentlemen, wearing a dark tailcoat and grey breeches a ruff at his throat and his grey hair tied back with a black silk ribbon. "You are master Damian? "I believe by this letter, you need work, is that so?" "Come through and lets take a look at you," Damian followed him to another room. "Take off your coat and your jacket ". He instructed. Damian did as he said, leaving him in just shirt, stockings and trousers. "Now the shirt, and also the trousers," Damian looked worried, "I need to see your physique, that is all". Damian reassured did as asked, standing there in just his thin cotton underdrawers, trying to hide his genitals, clearly showing through the thin material. "Put your arms on your shoulders!, I want to see your arm muscles", Damian did as he was told and the man walked around him looking at Damian s near naked body. As he passed around the back, he squeezed the lads buttocks and deftly pulled the waist tie, so the under drawers fell to the floor, leaving Damian naked, "Leave your hands up there!" he said firmly, as the lad had tried to cover his genitals. Then before Damian could move his hands were tied and he was bent over a chair, two lads entered and held his arms firmly around the back of the chair. The man undid his trousers and dropped them and slapped some cream on Damian s exposed arsehole. One of the lads gaged him with his underdrawers, and his pleas for mercy were ignored. "Go on Sir!", said the lads, Fuck the virgins hole!! The lads with their free hands started to play with Damian s cock and balls! The next thing Damian felt was a searing pain in his hole, as the man thrust his cock into him, Damian felt like he was being torn open, while the lads kept squeezing his balls and twisting them and slapping his semi-erect cock from side to side! Damian thinks he may have past out for a second with the pain, but still the man hammered his arsehole, causing searing pain through Damian s body. the lads kept on shouting, "Fuck the Molly! Fuck her hole!!! Finally he heard the mans breath shorten and felt his load shoot deep in to his gut!! Warm but his hole felt so sore, he swore he was torn inside. The man pulled out and smacked Damian s arse, wiped his cock, and checking Damian s arms were still secure, told the two lads to take him now!! his arms were tied behind firmly and the two lads both about sixteen filled his wrecked hole with their cum.

Damian finally came around to find himself still naked tied to a chair a gag in his mouth and he could see he was sitting in a mixture of his own cum, the lads must have wanked him after each fucking him, and blood from his torn anus. A young lad entered with a pot of salve, and spoke gently, the sobbing Damian. Suddenly Damians tale, to which they had all listened intently, by Nicky, who said "Gosh!, that was me" Damian continued, the lad told me not to cry out as it would be worse for me, so he gently inserted a salve covered finger into Damian s torn anus, Damian winced, but the lad continued, his finger going deeper but gently into his violated passage. Nicky explained that he was too tight to be violated yet, and was dreading his time. They became firm friends from that moment and Damian promised then, that if ever he escaped he would rescue Nicky and keep him safe. Nicky with tears in his eyes, threw his arms around his lover and kissed him. As Damian had kept his word and Nicky in the end had given his virgin bum to Damian.

Nigel and Robin were in tears and hugging each other and suddenly both couples were stripped of their clothes and fucking each other naked and in each others arms. The man of course came to a sticky end thanks to the Duchess being a crack shot.

To be continued