on her face was quite out of character with all her previous demeanours and quite chilled poor Dancer's heart.
“I shall carry a hatpin,” Pamela hissed for final effect whilst the bewildered Captain stumbled without.
“I say!” he said again, finding no other words to speak. Indeed, to his mind, the fair creature-wanton and luscious as she had proven up to now-had gone all of a dilly and was clearly not to be trusted. As well perhaps that he did not attend the ball at all, he told himself in some confusion and hied to the stable to fetch his horse.
For Pamela, the prospect now looked much more pleasing, for since Helen would be in disguise tomorrow night, she was now well protected from the rascal's lust.
Chapter fifteen
Having by now ridden four maidens of the parish, the Reverend Edmund Hart was in prime condition to attend the hunt ball, it having been finally settled that he would do so in the guise of a monk and Agnes as a nun.
In such garb, Agnes in particular felt they would look their most respectable and enjoined her dear brother not to indulge in any lewd or unseemly acts- whereat he naturally protested much, saying that he would not dream of it in the presence of their august hosts. At the same time, being ever more conscious of his sister's voluptuous charms, he advised her the same and so a pact was made.
Unknown to the pair of schemers, however, Pamela had her own ideas upon the matter and was minded to revenge herself for the lordly manner in which they had treated her, though she had found it not totally unenjoyable. The punch that was to be served that evening had been mixed under her supervision, and the fact that the dear girl knew little enough about such potent mixtures added in the end to its potency, as all were to discover.
Conserving such wisdom as she could summon in the entire matter, Lady Bromley calmly accepted all the new arrangements, being minded to bide her time and oust Pamela when the first opportunity arose. Miranda presented quite another problem, for she would have to be confined to her room during the festivities. This Pamela gave much thought to, being convinced that the little minx would, in any event, spy upon the proceedings at some stage-and that at which her presence might be the least heeded. Aware in her own discreet ways that Miranda had been guided to her destiny the night before and most pleasurably corked, Pamela decided to let her attend in the guise of a pretty little shepherdess, whilst ensuring that she wore a tight and secure pair of drawers that would at least cover her modesty should her skirts be lifted.
Unknown to Pamela, however, Miranda-having several times absorbed the manly juices of her sire during the night-was not of a mind to conform to such undesirable safeguards of her treasures and so, with nimble fingers, and the aid of a pair of scissors parted the offending garment fore and aft before descending to the revels.
In all previous times, Lady Bromley had seated her selected guests at dinner, plying them with such an ” abundance of varied dishes and so many bottles of wine and champagne that all were well primed. So much so had they been on such occasions that twice had a different maidservant been put over the great dining table during the courses and, amid much bibulous laughter from the ladies and gentlemen, been put to the cock ere she could assist in serving the dessert.
All this Pamela would have none of. Such occasions were to be completely shielded from the servants, she vowed, and in place of a seven-course dinner she had arranged an elaborate buffet of which many bowls of her special punch provided the centrepieces. For the first two hours of the merriment, during which chastity was preserved, a small orchestra played and thus helped to uplift even more the spirits of the company in anticipation of what was to follow. The musicians being dismissed at the hour of eleven, all was ready for the voluptuous revels.
Somewhat bemused by the liquor he had imbibed, the Reverend Hart was delighted to find that the mysteries of his cassock attracted the wandering hands of several ladies. Unknown to Agnes, he had left himself totally unadorned beneath, and hence his cock and balls were free to explorations. Indeed, in no time at all the considerable weapon prodded forth from the gap in his robe-a phenomenon which Agnes might have ensured was hid again were it not that she herself was under amourous assault. At her rear, one gentleman thrust his hand up beneath her black garb to explore the large hemispheres of warm, firm flesh that he was quick to discover. Another meanwhile delved his hand between her titties and discovered the gelatinous mounds so much to his liking that he was quick to uncover them and commence sucking upon her protruding nipples.
It was all exceedingly unseemly, Agnes decided, but as everyone else seemed to be in course of disrobing or uncovering the other dozen girls and ladies, she felt not entirely alone. Pamela was quick to espy, however, that the inviting bottom of Agnes had been the first to reveal itself and so roundly declared that she should be put to the birch for “inviting wickedness.”
Delighted at the intrusion of such a hypocritical interlude, all around her assented eagerly, whereat a surprised and protesting Agnes was dragged and carried by willing hands to a convenient bench over which she was put without further ado. In all other circumstances, her brother Edmund might well have gone to her rescue, but precisely at that moment, two ladies of distinction were providing him with sufficient attention to distract him completely. One, it must be confessed, had already taken his large glowing knob into her mouth, whilst the other, whose skirts were to her waist, exuded willing sighs while Edmund fervently fondled her well-padded notch.
The two gentlemen who had assisted in laying a bare-bottomed Agnes over the table were soon at station. Whilst she, crying for mercy, was held by Pamela and a sporting-minded Helen (the two, naturally, being mistaken for one another in their dresses), the first swishing cut of the birch was applied to the plump posterior of Agnes, who duly raised her head as far as she was able and howled.
“A dozen!” declared Pamela, abjuring that they should be neither too hard nor too soft. Thereupon the gentleman wielding the birch was only too delighted to comply and gained much fascination from watching the wriggling contortions of Agnes's broad-curving hips as the twigs gradually applied a rosy hue to her ample nether cheeks.
“Edmund!” shrieked the dame in all despair and yet in vain, for the lips of his one female attendant and the juicy pussylips of the other were absorbing Edmund's every moment. He was long past caring what was done, and his excitement was heightened by several lubricious spectacles. To his left, Lady Bromley had succeeded in a long- cherished ambition to nurture two manly stalks in her at once. This she had achieved by straddling her swain, Mountjoy, who lay flat on the floor with his breeches off. Being mounted upon him, Belinda was able to rock herself up and down on his cock whilst to her rear a penis of slightly lesser proportions was engaging its crest at the round mouth of her bottom.
Had Lady Bromley known that her rear assailant was her nephew, Rupert, she might of course have been deeply shocked. Pamela had invited him herself on a whim, feeling at the least that he might entertain Miranda if only by kissing and caressing her. This jolly little picture had in fact salved Pamela's conscience, and she had not allowed for the fact that the randy young fellow was then more attracted by his aunt's mature charms.
No sooner had he seen her sheathing herself down upon the offered penis than he made up behind her, unbuttoned her corsage, wherewith to feel and caress her resplendent tits, and presented his charger to the cheeks of her bottom. To this Belinda responded with an inviting little push, not bothering even to turn her head to see who was further at her. Thus, seizing her fleshy hips in gentle warning that she might perhaps remain still for a moment, he dared to lower his hands (finding her acquiescent) and parted the luscious fat cheeks of her bottom.
The rosy orifice that thus presented itself to him had already been well tried, though never-oddly enough- whilst a stiff penis was already engaged in her cunny. Sinking right down on Mountjoy's tool and sidling her long tongue fervently into his mouth, Lady Bromley presented the most admirable of targets. Hollow moans of pleasure came from her and her nephew as the spire of his cock urged itself greedily within her narrower orifice, found warm lodgement, and then proceeded manfully inward.
Gurgling her desire, the wicked Belinda began to surge her hips gently back and forth, quite feeling all the breath taken from her for a moment as she received the double tribute. But that she liked it was in no doubt, and soon all three were in full flight much to the fascination of several flushed and busy ladies who vowed to try the same.
Meanwhile, to the other side of Edmund, sweet Miranda was betraying the disarranged state of her drawers by being bent back over a table by the selfsame Sir Josiah whose earlier exploits have been noted. A trifle aged, his cock was nevertheless frequently active still, and indeed had been engaged once more in Kitty's bottom earlier that day. Miranda, being two years younger than his niece, had soon attracted his haggard gaze, and he was delighted
