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Part Two.
The coach slithered to a halt, the chaperone, clutching a hand to her massive bosom, eyes wide, cried out.
`Highwaymen! We're all going to be raped!' Caroline still having her wits about her remarked.
`You should have no fear of that, it's young meat like us that they would be after.' They could hear the rattle of horses' bridles and the door of the coach was suddenly wrenched open.
`Out you two,' a gruff voice said, a pistol waving about in the air.
`But there's three of us here,' the chaperone managed to splutter out.
You can stay inside,' the voice behind the pistol said. You two, out!' the pistol waving at both Caroline and Barbara. They clambered out, unassisted as the highwayman stood back as they got out of the coach and landed on the solid earth. Caroline looked round and saw that another man was holding a pistol up towards the driver. The highwayman facing them was of average build and had dark hair beneath his hat. His chin was square and clean shaven and with his cloak, was dressed all in black as was his accomplice. His face couldn't be seen for the mask he wore, but his eyes were blue and they glittered as he looked at the two girls.
`Money, jewellery, baubles whatever, give them over,' he demanded in a gruff voice. Though the manner of speaking was disguised, Caroline, herself being of violent or velvet tongue, was almost certain, of the cadence in his speech, that she thought she knew who the man was behind the mask.
We have nothing of value about our person sire, except,' and she smiled, almost certain that she knew who it was, our mouths.'
`Such a sweet mouth and velvet tongue that belongs to a harlot!' he spat. His accomplice, at hearing Caroline speak, turned and called out.
`No Jack! Let them go!'
`Jack? Black Jack?' Caroline asked.
At your service m'lady, he replied, sweeping his hat off and giving her a bow. But it's not you I fancy for the service, but that pretty wench behind you.'
`No Jack, no!' the accomplice cried.
Silence!' Jack roared at him. I will have the sweet lips of that other maiden caress me,' he said, his tone moderating back down. `Come forward,' and he beckoned to Barbara.
He only wants his cock sucked,' Caroline whispered to Barbara, so do it! You fucking well should know by now how to do it,' and pushed her forward.
`There my pretty one, one with such lovely breasts,' and with one swift movement of his free hand, had grasped the top of her gown and tore the front completely open down to her waist, her breasts falling out free and swaying with the movement. The dress had been easy to tear considering it was nearly four years old and the stitching not perfect. She shivered at the sudden cold air that assailed them.
Such lovely orbs,' the highwayman said as he fondled them and with sticking his pistol in to her stomach, bent his head and sucked on each bare nipple in turn. Not only have you these two beauties, your lips are just ripe to surround and taste the fruit of my loins.'
`No sir, no!' shouted out his now agitated accomplice.
Shut the fuck up and this other whore can suck on your cock. You!' and he pointed the pistol at Caroline, can go down on your bended knees and thank God that I'll not shoot you now. Go and suck on his cock as this one is going to do to me!' His voice had risen and she knew now exactly who it was behind the mask, but she didn't let on. Let the farce play out she thought as she saw the pistol being brought down onto Barbara's shoulder, forcing her down onto her knees. She saw him fumbling with his trouser front and pull out his erection and shove it into Barbara's mouth. She had learnt to bring her hand up to the base of the cock she was to suck and grasp it firmly to prevent being choked, and she began to give him head with the pistol to the side of hers, Caroline went and knelt before the other highwayman and pulled the cock out of his trousers and began to suck on him.
`Forgive me m'lady,' he said as she sucked on him and she pulled herself off and looked up at his masked face.
`I forgive you, but will your master in the long run do so?' she said as she bent her head and sucked until she took all the sperm out of Oswald's cock as he came.
Caroline had finished and got up and went and stood by the coach door and waited and watched by the glow of its lantern, Barbara finish sucking off Black Jack and was pushed off by him so that she sprawled onto her back, her breasts flashing like beacons in the flickering flames of the lamp.
Get going you whores,' he cried as he put himself away. get yourselves away to Sodom and Gomorrah.'
With that, he turned away, beckoning to the other highway-man and they mounted their horses as Caroline helped Barbara to her feet, the two highwaymen riding off into the night.
`Now that wasn't so bad, was it?' Caroline asked as she helped Barbara hold up the front of her dress as she clambered up into the coach.
`No it wasn't,' she gasped out as the chaperone fluttered about in an almost state of shock as if it had been her who had been put through this ordeal, if it might be called that.
Did he, did he?' was the question being bombarded at Barbara by the flustered chaperone as Caroline ordered the coachman to return to the Manor. She pushed the freaking out woman to one side. No, he didn't. We're going back home.' She said to their chaperone. `We can't go to a ball with your dress front torn like that Barbara. I'll make the bastard pay for this,' Caroline hissed as the coach lurched as the driver got the horses going and turned round for the journey back home.
Both Caroline and Barbara bewailed the fact that they had been forced to miss their very first ball because of the hold up by the highwaymen though they had to spend the whole journey back to the Manor, comforting and telling their chaperone that they hadn't been raped or molested.
Caroline would have been quite happy to have kicked the woman out of the coach, but helped her down and was grateful that others came to take over. Barbara, with her dress front still being held up by her hand, was told to go straight up to their room and stay there till she appeared. For she made a beeline for the drawing room where she knew the men spent most of their evenings. She slammed her way in to find her father Earl Richmond reading a pamphlet and Carlyle and Bellows were playing chequers.
`Where's Chester?' She demanded of her father.
Not quite sure,' he replied, putting his paper aside. Out with a neighbour friend I believe. Why?'
No reason,' Caroline replied, now knowing who Black Jack, the infamous Highwayman really was. It might just have been handy to have him at hand as we got held up on the Portsmouth road by highwaymen.'
My God! You haven't been harmed have you?' he asked alarmed, anxiety that she had never seen before on his face as he dropped the pamphlet hed been reading as he stood up.
No thank God. Our only casualty is our chaperone. She's below having a fit of the vapours. Don't worry,' seeing for the first time in her life that there was a spark of parental concern on his face. We are both virgo intacta so you don't have any worries on that score,' and went and swept out of the room with as much regal possession that she could muster. She went straight up to her rooms to see how Barbara was faring and was surprised to see that she was still wearing the torn dress and that she had been crying.
Barbara darling,' she cried as she went down on her knees, Barbara being sat on a stool by a small vanity table. Why the tears?' she asked as she took her into her arms and hugged her.
I've never been so humiliated,' she cried, burying her head in Caroline's shoulder. If...if it had just been his cock he wanted sucking, well, you've shown me how to cope with that. But to have that man tear my dress for everyone to see my breasts,' and off she went again into a sobbing fit with Caroline shaking her head that she thought it would have been more degrading of having other people watch her taking that massive cock into her mouth than having her breasts exposed.
Caroline continued to stroke her and moved her hand so that the front of the dress came away and she, herself, bent her head and kissed and nibbled on each tit.
Barbara darling,' she said, lifting her head up off the tit she had been sucking without getting any reaction. There was only one other person present and he was more concerned about the possibility of my biting the end of his knob off than seeing what you were doing, so don't worry about it. It's over and I have an idea at how we can get our own back against this Black Jack.'
`Oh Caroline, take me to bed and love me,' she cried, and so, they got themselves undressed and into bed where Caroline went down and gave Barbara the orgasm that released the tension that had built up inside her. Caroline herself didn't insist that Barbara go down on her but held her tight and had an orgasm in her mind of how to pay back that highwayman known as Black Jack.
Though, in the morning when Barbara awoke, Caroline didn't stop her from going under the covers to service her and give her some release, having stayed awake most of the night formulating plans for the future.
Not wanting to confront her brothers, Caroline had their breakfast brought up to their chamber while she rummaged through her wardrobe to find what she wanted, and later passed a pile of clothes over to a maid, instructing her that all that she held in her arms were to be dyed black. The maid knew by the tone of voice that she shouldn't even dare to ask the question why, but did as she was told and had them dyed.
The following day Caroline and Barbara went down to the stables and Caroline cornered George, another groom that she'd had more than once, in a box and had him drop his trousers. He quickly complied thinking that he was going to have himself sucked off, his cock already rising in expectation when Caroline took it, and his balls in a vice like grip.
Now George,' she said in a honeyed tone, I am going to ask you to do some things for me in the near future that I do not want anybody else to know about. Do you understand those few simple words?' He nodded his head, sweat starting to break out from his forehead, his cock and balls being held as they were.
`If you do as you are told and do not, I stress, do not tell anyone else, I can promise you that the both of us will suck what's in my hand at least twice a week until he job I have in mind is completed. Now do you understand that?' she asked as she gave him a gentle squeeze.
`Yeees, Lady Caroline. As you say. My lips will be sealed,' he stuttered out.
`Mine won't be, to service you if you do as I tell you. You do like sticking this prick of yours in my mouth, don't you?'
Yes Lady Caroline,' the sweat now running down his face. I will do exactly as you want.'
Good,' and she released him and bent down and gave him a quick suck before coming back up to face him. Now, I want two horses, black, to be saddled and ready every night after nightfall. They are to be kept in the stables and out of sight of everybody else. This is most important, especially out of sight of Oswald and my brothers. Now if you cannot do this, I will tear both your cock and balls clean out of your body, understand?'
Even Barbara shivered at the venomous tone of voice that she'd ever heard come from Caroline's lips before. The groom George, was positively quaking and stuttered that he fully understood and would do exactly as she asked. Caroline was going to tell Barbara to give him a suck, but seeing the state he was in after that fright, his shrivelled penis didn't even merit her mouth, so she turned on her heel and left the stables with Barbara following close behind her.
`What's going on?' Barbara cried out, trying to keep up.
Just getting the second part in order,' she said shortly, and we're about to act on the third part,' she replied, not stopping on her way into the Manor and making her way to the gun room.
It was a room that Barbara had not been in before. It wasn't as large as the other rooms, but all three walls had racks that held all kinds of the latest shot guns and pistols. Caroline selected four of the pistols, wadding, charge and balls, giving half to Barbara to carry as they went up to their bed chamber.
`Will you tell me what's going on?' Barbara demanded once they were alone in their room.
`We are going after Black Jack! That's what!'
`You've got to be joking! He's a highwayman. He's...'
A sham!' Caroline interrupted. I know who Black Jack is and I, no, we are going to make him a laughing stock.'
`I still don't understand,' Barbara said.
`We are going to be highwaymen! We are going to hold up coaches! We are going to get coaches to stop and we are going to suck the cocks of every passenger between London and Portsmouth, that's what! So whenever Black Jack next holds up a coach, they are going to expect to get a blow job from him! God! It's going to drive him wild, I love it!' Caroline cried and went and danced round the room.
`I still don't understand why this vendetta?' Barbara cried out.
`Oh for fuck's sake Barbara,' she cried, coming to a stop.
`Didn't you wonder why he passed me over who was right in front of him last night? Why he picked on you to go down and suck on his cock? It was because he wanted you! You must have been haunting him for ages now and he, for obvious reasons, wouldn't have me do it, it was Chester! He's Black Jack!'
`Chester! Black Jack?' Barbara echoed.
`Yes. I thought his voice was familiar and while he had you suck him, I had to suck on his henchman. As soon as I saw it, let alone go down and take it in my mouth, I knew it was Oswald. I've sucked his cock so many times now, I know every ridge and vein in it,' Caroline said.
`Do we tell your father?'
`Good God no! That the future Earl is also Black Jack the highwayman. Him that's been robbing coaches for the past two years on the Portsmouth road. He'd probable have a heart attack. No, we will deal with this in our own way. We are going to become highwaymen and make him look a fool,' Caroline said with a triumphant smile.
`Then we'd be as bad as him,' Barbara protested.
`No, for we won't be stealing any money or jewellery. What we are going to take will be from men only.'
`And what will that be?'
`Their sperm! We're going to suck every cock on every coach and when he holds up a coach, they are going to expect it from him. They might even think it's him and he'll become a laughing matter.'
Wow,' Barbara breathed. Won't it be dangerous for us?'
`Not once the word gets about. The men will be lining up with their cocks out. Can you image Chester's face when he holds up a coach and makes everyone get out and the men then suddenly pull out their dicks to face his pistol.' This cracked up both of the girls and they howled with laughter at the vision Caroline had conjured up.
`When do we start?' Barbara asked.
`Tonight! After dinner and as soon as it's dark. So let's start making some masks.' So using some black velvet, they cut it up and made them, with tapes sewn on to tie at the back of the head. The eyes were cut out big enough for them to see clearly and were satisfied at the result, both laughing when they tried them on.
It was hard for them to sit at the table without laughing as Chester looked at Barbara's breasts bulging out over the top of her dress, a secret smile on his face knowing that he'd sucked on them and had her suck on him. Barbara really wanted to throw her glass of wine in his face but Caroline had told her to behave at the table and act as if they didn't know the truth.
They were glad when the meal was over and they scuttled up to their room and pulled out the dyed clothes and put them on. Black shirts, black coats and black trousers and black boots to finish off the ensemble. Caroline checked and primed the pistols and made sure that the masks were safely in their pockets and waited for it to get dark.
It wasn't long before they made their way through the quiet Manor and out to the stables where two black horses were saddled and ready to be taken out. They used a mounting block as they didn't have a groom to assist them to get astride their horses and were soon out and crossing the fields.
They rode until they within a mile of the Turnpike Toll on the London to Portsmouth road before finding a good stretch of road where they could see at least half a mile either way.
This will do,' Caroline said, reining in her horse. That clump of trees will conceal us till we stop the coach. Now call me Jack at least a couple of times for them to know who they think is holding up the coach. Just follow my lead.'
They waited for nearly an hour, talking until they saw a swinging lantern of a coach coming south.
`Okay? Ready for our first cock sucking hold up?' Caroline asked as she put her mask on. Barbara could only nod as she put her mask on too, her stomach churning though she wasn't sure if it was from excitement or fear. Caroline kicked her horse as the coach got near and Barbara followed and they reined in the horses in the middle of the road.
`Stand and deliver!' she called out to the coachman, waving her pistol at him. Barbara suddenly realised that she still had hers in her belt and quickly pulled it out and waved it too.
The coachman saw them and the pistols and reined in the horses and brought the coach to a stop.
`Get him down,' Caroline said to Barbara, waving her pistol at the coachman before she slid off her horse and went and pulled open the coach door. She saw by the inside lantern that it held two women and a young man, a look of fear on all their faces as they saw the waving pistol.
You,' Caroline said, pointing the pistol at the man. Out! You two stay there and you'll come to no harm.' She stood back for the man to descend from the coach.
`We don't have much money,' he stammered, his voice cracking as he spoke.
`We don't want your money. Now move round to the back of the coach,' she said, waving the pistol. He obeyed, and she could see he was trembling.
`What about the driver Jack,' Barbara asked, trying to keep her voice sounding gruff.
Bring him round here,' she said as she moved in to the young man and put her hand to his crotch. He winced at the first touch as she rubbed his trousers. Get it out,' she commanded.
`Why? What are you going to do?' he asked, his voice really cracking up now.
We are going to suck on your cock. Yours too,' Caroline said to the driver, waving the pistol at him. Drop your trousers,' pointing it closer to the two men, who began to fumble before their trousers fell to their feet.
Both of the cocks were limp with their fright not really knowing what was to happen to them.
Sorry sight aren't they,' Barbara said. Which one is mine Jack?'
`Jack? Black Jack?' the trembling driver asked.
Shut up. I'll have his,' Caroline said pointing, making the driver tremble even more. Keep them covered,' she said and tucking her pistol into her belt went and knelt down in front of the driver and took his limp penis into her mouth.
Boy won't he have a story to tell when he gets back, she thought, that he had Black Jack sucking on his cock. With the expertise from years of practice, she soon had him up to a full erection and now really had something to suck and work upon. It didn't take him long to groan and come in her mouth.
The young man watching this performance, now realising that he wasn't going to be harmed and have his own cock sucked, it started to rise up of its own accord. Caroline finished with the driver and stood up and gave the cock she'd just sucked on another quick rub before pulling her pistol out.
`The other one's yours,' she said to Barbara, who, putting her pistol away, went and stroked the erect cock before going down and taking him in her mouth. He gave out a groan and leaned back against the coach as she worked her magic on him. He came quickly and Barbara eyes sparkled through the eye holes of the mask as she looked at Caroline and licked her lips.
`Not bad Jack. Pity you can't have him too.'
`Okay. Pull your trousers up and get going,' Caroline said to the two men and backed away while they did so. The young man climbing back inside while the driver climbed up at the front. He gave the reins a shake and started the horses off and the coach rattled away towards Portsmouth.
Caroline and Barbara went and hugged each other, both trembling with excitement at a successful hold up. They hung about for another hour without a coach and so decided to go home, taking their masks off. One coach was enough to start the ball rolling they thought and so Caroline helped Barbara up into her saddle and she used a tree stump to mount hers.
They rode back to the Manor in high spirits and left the horses for the groom to unsaddle and clean and feed the horses. Caroline knew where he slept at nights and so woke him up to see to the horses before they went up to their room.
In bed, they relived the night's work and then went down on each other as if in celebration and stayed at it until they both had their orgasm.
They were out again the next night, a bit earlier and at the same place, caught a north bound coach. With it being brought to a halt, found that it had three men and one woman inside. The woman was told to stay in the coach and the three men ordered out. The driver was brought down from the driving box and made to stand with the others.
`Well Jack, it looks like two each tonight,' Barbara said.
`Black Jack!' one of the men whispered to another as Caroline moved closer, her pistol up.
`Who is the woman in the coach?' she asked.
`My...my fiancée,' he stammered. Caroline looked up saw the woman's anxious face looking out of the small side window.
`Well let's give her a little show. Drop your trousers.'
`Wh...what?' a stunned look on his face.
Drop your trousers,' Caroline said more slowly, prodding him in the chest with the barrel of the pistol. The man quickly undid himself and let them drop around his ankles. Turn a bit so your fiancée can see what I'm going to do.
`Don't cut me please!' he begged, shaking as he moved so he was sideways to the coach window.
`What you are going to get is much better than that. Maybe she'll even do it for you later. Cover him,' she said to Barbara, and went down on her knees, glancing up at the horrified face at the window, smiled and took the limp penis in her mouth and sucked and tongued him.
`Oh God,' he cried when Caroline's hot mouth covered him and he trembled again as she began to work on him. She brought him to a full erection and slowly pulled back off him for the woman to clearly see before taking him in again and with using her hand, made him come in her mouth. He had shuddered as he came and visibly wilted when he did so.
Caroline pulled her head back and turned to the window and let the other woman see that her open mouth had his come inside before she swallowed it.
`Okay, pull your trousers up and move to one side. Which one do you want?' Caroline asked Barbara.
`This one Jack,' she said, indicating the man in the middle.
Stand over here and drop your trousers.' Having seen what the other had just received moved over quite smartly and dropped his trousers. His cock was already half erect in anticipation. Okay,' Caroline said, `he's all yours.'
She moved back for Barbara to now go down and take the man's rising cock in her mouth while she covered the others with her pistol. She also looked at the woman and saw that she was now gaping in wonderment at what she was seeing.
With him sucked dry, the next man got the same treatment from Caroline, leaving Barbara to finish off with the coachman.
`What about the woman Jack?' Barbara asked as this last one began to pull up his trousers.
`No. We're not into raping women, just the men, and judging by the look on their faces, they enjoyed it. Go on, get back in the coach, you've paid your toll.'
The men quickly got back into the coach while the driver got up onto his box and shouted at the horses to get moving, and within a few minutes, the coach was out of sight.
Caroline and Barbara went into a clinch and had a kiss.
`We can't hang around, the coach will be at the toll shortly and there may be riders there, so let's get back to the Manor.'
Barbara found it easy to mount her horse by using the same tree stump as Caroline, and soon they were racing across the fields for home. The groom was waiting for them at the stables to see to the horses and it only took a few minutes before they were in their room. They quickly stripped off their clothes and began to romp about on one of the beds, kissing, touching and telling of the respective cocks they had not long ago sucked.
`I wonder what the woman said to her boyfriend when he got back into the coach? Did you see her face when I went down on him?' Caroline laughed.
`It was a picture,' Barbara agreed, laughing with her as she kissed Caroline and tumbled her onto the bed and went down on her.
They didn't go out the next night, but they did on the following two nights. The first coach they held up contained two women and two men, plus the coachman. The four occupants were ordered out of the vehicle at pistol point and the men were forced to drop their trousers while the women watched.
`Sorry specimens these two are Jack,' said Barbara as they looked at the small limp dicks.
`Which is your man?' Caroline demanded, pointing at the nearest woman. She pointed to the man that was closest to her. She grabbed her arm and pulled her round in front of the man she had indicated.
`Are you married?'
`Yes, yes Black Jack,' she replied with a stutter.
`Well he's obviously fucked you then. Have you ever sucked his cock?'
`N...no,' she stammered.
`Well you are tonight. Let me get it up for you first. Watch and learn,' and she went down onto her knees and took the limp prick into her mouth and very quickly had it up and hard. She pulled her mouth off and getting up, took the woman by the scruff of her neck and forced her down onto knees and pushed her head and put the pistol to her head.
`Open your mouth and take your husband's dick in and suck on it. Suck and suck until he comes or I'll rearrange your face.'
She did as she was told and the man's face was a bright crimson as he had his wife give him head.
`You'll be here all night if you don't come, so help her,' she told the man and picked up one of the woman's hand and placed it at the base of her husband's cock.
Now put your hands on both sides of her head and help her achieve what I want to see. You,' she said, pointing to the next woman, Is he your husband?'
`N...n...no,' she stammered.
`Makes no difference. Get down and do the same.' The girl was quickly down on her knees and looking across at the other woman sucking on her husband, took hold of the limp prick in front of her and holding the thing up, put her mouth on it.
What about me Black Jack?' called out the driver. My cock's up and ready,' and he laughed.
Okay,' Caroline laughed. Get them down and you'll be taken care of too.' He couldn't move quick enough and soon had his trousers down, his cock, as he had said, was up and fully erect.
Okay Jack,' Caroline said to Barbara, take care of him.'
`I thought you were Black Jack?' he said.
What the fuck does it matter. You're getting head so don't quibble,' and he didn't argue as Barbara went down and began to see to his need. You're not doing very well,' she said to the two women, on their knees sucking the cocks of the men before them. The coachman gave out a groan and they all saw him start to shudder.
See! It didn't take him long to come. Come on or we'll be here all night.' The two women began to bob their heads quicker but didn't seem able to bring about the desired result. Oh for Christ's sake, haven't you men learned anything. Hold her head and fuck her!'
The men quickly obeyed with the pistol wavering between the pair and they held the heads on their cocks and began bucking their hips and it didn't take long before both began to groan and she knew that they were coming in the women's mouths for both started to gag as the sperm hit the backs of their throats.
`Keep your mouths there and swallow,' Caroline said as she poked each head in turn with the barrel of her pistol. She saw by the body posture of both men that they had shot their bolt and pushed the women aside, sending them sprawling on the dirt road. She quickly went down and finished the sucking of the first man and indicated when she finished that Barbara did the same to the other man.
Now maybe you two,' she was talking to the women, still sitting there on the road, will show your man a little bit more consideration when making love, and you,' pointing to the men, `get between her legs a bit more often, but with the mouth, not your prick. Now get back in the coach and go and have fun.'
It was another hour before the next coach was brought to halt at the command of Stand and Deliver. It was almost embarrassing, for the coach held four men and as soon as the driver called out that it was Black Jack, the occupants piled out and had dropped their trousers and all had erections. Such was the power of word by mouth, or should that be sex of mouth? Whatever, all four men had Caroline and Barbara go down on them to everybody's satisfaction.
`What about me?' came a wail from the coachman.
Get down and we'll see to you too,' Caroline said in a resigned voice. Do you want him?' she asked Barbara.
She gave a very unladylike burp and then passed wind which made the men who'd just been serviced, laugh. It sounded so like a man that Caroline had to suppress a girlish laugh at this toilet type of humour.
`No, I'm full Jack, you have the sprat,' and had to turn away and change her laugh to a coughing fit. The men got the joke and laughed again, except the driver of course who had since dropped his trousers and wasn't too pleased at being the butt of it. However, he was very pleased that it was Black Jack himself who had sucked on his cock and taken all his sperm and swallowed it.
The girls decided to take a few evenings off and quite a few coach loads of men travelled the highway and reached their destinations most disappointed that they hadn't had a run in with the highwayman Black Jack.
Then two, no three events happened that had great effect on the family of Belvedere, and they happened in this order.
Caroline and Barbara were in the hayloft, naked and having some afternoon fun, when Carlyle and Bellows had come into the ground floor part. The girls got to the edge of the loft and watched as the two men kissed before taking their trousers off and in turn, knelt down to have a suck at each other's organ.
Carlyle then bent over the bales of straw and they watched as Bellows got behind and pushed his erection up into the arse bent over before him. Carlyle, the recipient, was calling out for him to fuck him harder when the door to the barn opened and in came the Earl.
He'd been out riding and by chance, still carried his horse whip in his hand. To see the tutor stuck up the arse of his second son, he seemed to go berserk. He'd had his doubts about his son but to actually see the perversion, sent him over the edge.
He laid into the pair of them, lashing out with the whip, catching, obviously, Bellows first, but Carlyle took as much as he whipped the pair of them. Both men were running about, naked from the waist down, being lashed and giving out screams as the fine leather cut into their skin and it was only exhaustion that brought the Earl to a halt.
Carlyle and Bellows, crying, their legs, thighs and buttocks covered in weal's and in some places, raw bleeding cuts, recovered their trousers and fled the barn.
Bellows, an hour later, was thrown into one of the estate's coaches with the instructions to the driver that he was to be thrown out when they reached the turnpike road.
Three days later, Carlyle left to join the army. A week after that, he had been found in bed with another officer whose brother, the man that had found them, challenged Carlyle to a duel. At two minutes past six the following morning, at a range of twenty paces, Carlyle took the pistol ball in the middle of his forehead.
The estate went into mourning and the Earl, though distraught, still believed he had been right to send him away for his behaviour in the barn.
With Carlyle and Bellows being caught in flagrante delecto, Caroline and Barbara decided to keep a low profile for a while and so did not go out on the highway for the time being. In fact, they never went out again in their masquerade.
It was a week after the burial of Carlyle that Chester went out with Oswald to the turnpike road, and as Black Jack, held up the London to Portsmouth coach. Now Black Jack, the cock-sucker, had been missing for a few weeks and many men now were cruising the turnpike in the hope of having oral sex with this highwayman who gave out this form of sex.
With the hail of Stand and Deliver, the coachman reined in the horses and cried out that it was Black Jack. The passengers, all four being men, quickly piled out and stood in a line and dropped their trousers, erections up and ready to have that now famous mouth on the end of them.
What's this?' Chester had roared, a fucking short arm inspection?' waving his pistol at them. Oswald looked on with perplexity at this exhibition, not understanding what was happening either.
`We're waiting for you to suck on our cocks,' one brave man said.
What?' he roared again, you fucking whoresons,' he shouted and went and shot the man who had spoken. As the man fell, Oswald, alarmed that Chester had actually fired and hit a man, discharged his pistol, though it only wounded one of the others.
There was a mad scramble as the rest tried to pull their trousers up and at the same time take cover, there was one among them that had a small pistol in a pocket and as Chester tried to re-prime his pistol, this man fired back and the ball hit Chester high in the chest.
Though only a small ball, it tore through the muscles just above the heart and threw him backwards for him to fall to the ground. Oswald darted through the melee of men and dragged Chester out of the coach's lantern light and managed to get him to his feet. While the coach survivors tried to succour their wounded, Oswald got Chester up to his feet and to where the horses were now grazing. It took time, but he managed to get Chester up onto his horse and with great care, holding him steady in the saddle, got them both back to the Manor.
Oswald, having disposed of their masks on the return journey, called for help and soon, Chester was carried up to his chambers where his servant tried his best to help his master. But it had been a fatal wound, the torn muscles had twisted the heart and it had caused partially closure of the valves and with the trauma, he slipped away.
The Earl had been with him since the alarm had been raised and was there when his eldest, and now only son died. He cried then and he cried again when Chester was buried. Caroline and Barbara cried too, for it was possible they thought, that his death could be attributed to what they had done by impersonating Black Jack, the highwayman.
But, the story doesn't end there. Life still has to go on and they still had to eat and the meals were very sombre and austere. The Earl no longer drank ale at his meals with just his daughter and her companion at the table, though they were still permitted to drink wine; and it took him several months to appreciate their care and consideration that they took over his health and welfare.
He came to realise that with the loss of his two sons, the Earldom would come to an end with his death for Caroline could not inherit the title. This then caused his eyes to look upon Barbara, her with her lovely breasts that almost overflowed the dresses she wore. Though Caroline looked the same, with tits on top and brains above, he couldn't have her.
So he made the decision and asked if Barbara, in spite of their age difference, would become his wife and produce an heir. It was a shock to both the girls when he asked this at dinner one night and caused Barbara to blush and look across the table at Caroline.
Thank you sir for the offer, but I'm afraid I cannot.' She saw the look of dismay on his face and continued. Did you know of Carlyle's, er, sexual preference before you cast him out?'
Bewildered by this question, gave his answer without thinking why it had been asked.
I had my suspicions but to actually find him in the middle of the act, well I could do no more. I didn't as you say cast him out, but I did make him join the army,' he said bitterly, and have since come to regret doing so, for I thought it would make him more of a man. I couldn't foresee that he would continue to...to carry it on. The duel and his death was the result and I have regretted my action ever since,' he finished softly, his head bowed so they couldn't see the tears in eyes. Barbara wanted to reach out and touch his hand, but thought that he might misconstrue the gesture because of what else she had to say.
`I still thank you sir and there are two good, very good reasons why I cannot accept. The first is I do not love you and the second that may come as a shock is that I love Caroline.'
Caroline looked up sharply and dreaded what she guessed was going to come out next.
`I fell in love with her the first time I set my eyes upon her and I believe that she loves me.' Caroline's hand went across the table and rested on Barbara's, tears in her eyes at this declaration and now realised that she did indeed love Barbara.
We are lovers,' she continued, and share a bed at night and make love as only two women can while still remaining virgins. We are the same as Carlyle with his love for another man, now if you wish to cast us out too, that is your prerogative.'
No!' he cried out, getting up from his chair, wiping his eyes as he began to pace the floor behind his chair. I will not make the same mistake twice. A man can fend for himself out in the world but I don't think a woman can. I...I can't condone what you do but I will accept it. But Barbara,' he came to her side of the table and knelt down, `you say you do not love me and this I accept. But if I do not have an heir, the Manor on my death will pass to any other distant relative that can lay claim to the place, and that could result with both of you being ejected.
So I'm down here on my knees begging you to marry me for the sole purpose of keeping the estate where you both can live and...and can continue your love for each other. I will make no other demands on you other than we produce a son between us, to carry on the name and retain the estate.'
Tears were running down his face and he bent his head and kissed her hand. Tears were running down Barbara's face now and she gave Caroline a pleading look, who, with tears in her eyes could only look back in anguish.
Help me! The look in Barbara's eyes pleaded with Caroline, help me!
Father,' Caroline said, getting up and going round to put her hand on his shoulder. This is a very emotional moment for all of us. Please give Barbara time to think this over for...' She stopped. It was better to say too little than too much and so stroked his hair instead. She stood back as he got to his feet, wiping the tears from his face with the back of his hand.
`You're right as always Caroline. I will await the answer,' he said and left the dining hall.
`Oh Caroline!' Barbara exclaimed.
`Not now Barbara, let's go to bed and we can talk there.' So they went upstairs in silence and undressed without a word, got into bed and into each other's arms where Barbara promptly burst into tears.
`Oh Caroline, what do I do?' she wailed.
`Marry him.'
`What? Do you know what you are saying?' she sobbed.
`Yes, and I can fully understand the reasons why. He is right. When he dies, we can be thrown out for not having any claim on the Manor. He has said, not in so many words, that we can still be lovers as we are now.'
`But...but it will mean going to bed with him. Having him put his cock inside me.'
Well you've had many of them in your mouth,' she couldn't help but grin at this, so one more in the place where it's supposed to go won't harm you'
`But it will give me a baby,' she wailed.
Well that's the general idea,' Caroline said wryly, besides,' and she couldn't help but chuckle at what she was going to say. `Besides, I would then be able to call you mother!' and burst out into real laughter.
`Oh you beast!' Barbara cried out, giving Caroline a slap but joined in the laugh.
`Do you think it would work?' she then asked after they had laughed themselves out.
We will make it work,' Caroline said. You go to bed with him for the purpose of having sex and when he's finished, you come back to our bed. You stop going there once you are pregnant.'
`What if it's a girl.'
`Then we do it all over again.'
`Oh Caroline,' she wailed.
Oh Barbara,' she mimicked, you'll do it then?'
`You will still love me, after...after...'
`Of course I will, Mother.' She got another slap for that but agreed and so she gave Richmond her answer the next night at dinner.
He accepted the conditions that Caroline laid down that Barbara would only stay in his bed for the purpose of being got pregnant and that she would be back in her bed for the remainder of the time. She pointed out that he would still be able to dally with the milk maids or whoever he wished and he blushed, not having known that she knew of this.
So a month later, the vicar from Liss was brought to the Manor where he joined Lady Barbara Crompton in marriage to Earl Richmond of Belvedere.
That night in his bed chamber, she was as shy being undressed to be seen naked as she had been on her first day at the Manor. Richmond, now seeing the full beauty of Barbara, wished he'd made his advances at that time. His eyes took in the majestic loveliness of her full breasts that he'd only seen the tops of before, the slim waist and slender legs with the triangle of hair between the thighs. The sight brought him to a full and almost instant erection and Barbara, following the practice of the past few years, knelt down and took him into her mouth. She realised as she sucked on him that this was the only cock on the estate that Caroline would never get to suck.
He didn't let her go the whole way for he was already trembling and wanted to plant his seed inside her belly which was the whole point of them getting married. She cried out when he ruptured her hymen and made a full woman of her as he fully entered her and within a minute, had come, hoping that his seed would not take, for he now knew what he had been missing.
As per the agreement, when they'd finished, she gave him a kiss and left his bed to return to that of Caroline's. Here, Barbara burst into tears and was comforted by Caroline for the wrong reasons. Barbara didn't tell her, that apart from the short sharp pain of being deflowered, she had enjoyed the experience.
Barbara still loved Caroline with all her heart, but also came to love having Richmond make love to her, this being three times a week, and knew that it had come to an end when she became pregnant.
Caroline was dismayed that the child born was a girl, giving her a sister, who was named Catherine, but Barbara was secretly delighted for she would then, after a short while, would be having Richmond again for three nights a week until she fell again.
This time, it was a boy who was duly christened Carlton. Richmond was over the moon with it being a boy but also dismayed that Barbara would no longer be sharing his bed.
Caroline too was disappointed to find that even though Barbara and herself still made love to each other, Barbara had also found time to have Richmond and became pregnant for the third time, producing yet another boy that doubly pleased Richmond and promptly named the boy, Clifford. His joy at having saved the name and title was short lived however, for he died peacefully in his sleep one night, leaving Caroline and Barbara to run the estate and raise the children, the future heirs.
Though Caroline still gave oral sex to every male member of the estate, she still remembered the excitement of holding up the coaches and often wondered if she should resurrect Black Jack and once again play the part of being a highwayman.
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