After completing my education and a spell as the village teacher it was time I went and explored the world. To this end I had answered an advert for the role of Governess with Lord Blackheart at Wymbourne Abbey.
As I walked up the path, my heart pounded in my chest. It was all so exciting but terrifying at the same time. I was eager to be employed as a governess but was also daunted, I had never met an actual Lord before.
I was ushered into the study where the master and mistress of the house sat behind a large desk. They asked me to sit on the leather sofa before them. Rogers (the butler) stood by the door watching us intently.
‘Miss Summers’ said Lord Blackheart ‘I must say you have an impressive resume. I trust you will do well by my children.’
‘Thank you, your lordship. I will do my very best.’ I smiled brightly.
‘My children can be a handful at times,’ he smiled back ‘but they are good at heart. My daughter is 11 years of age and my son 16 years. You will be in charge of their education and upbringing until they reach maturity.’
‘Of course, Lord Blackheart,’ I curtsied. ‘I am confident that I can take care of them.’
Lord Blackheart stood up and walked to the window. He looked out at the gardens before turning back to us.
‘My wife and I are rather unusual people, Miss Summers,’ he said. ‘We have rather a different lifestyle than the norm.
‘We are libertines and believe in experiencing all that life has to offer, including the carnal knowledge of others.’
‘You mean, your lordship, you and your wife are…’ I hesitated, ‘unfaithful to each other?’ I asked shyly.
They laughed. ‘Oh no, not quite, Miss Summers. My wife and I are deeply in love,’ said Lord Blackheart.
I blushed. ‘And I can continue my position here, your lordship?’
‘Indeed,’ he smiled. ‘You may even be asked to participate with us occasionally, although it is not compulsory.’
I nodded, feeling a little more relaxed.
‘Rogers will show you to the nursery.’
I stood, curtsied and followed Rogers out of the room. I was shown into the nursery where the children were sat on the floor playing chess. Rogers left me and closed the door behind him.
I walked over to them. ‘Hello, children,’ I said. ‘My name is Emily Summers. I am your new governess.’
They both stood up and curtsied. ‘It’s nice to meet you, Miss Summers,’ said my charge, a sweet looking boy with red hair. ‘My name is Edward and this is my sister Charlotte.’
I smiled at them both. ‘Hello Edward, Charlotte. Please don’t curtsy. And call me Emily, it’s a pleasure to meet you both.’
I watched them as they returned to their game and smiled. ‘I’ll leave you to finish your game but I would like you both in the school room tomorrow at 9.00am. I think you are a little behind in your studies and need some extra tuition.’
They looked up at me and smiled before returning to their game.
I left the nursery and descended to the dining room to eat my evening meal. I ate alone, which was a little strange, but I supposed they had guests or something.
I slept well that night and rose early the next morning. I decided to go for a walk around the grounds, it was such a beautiful day.
The grounds were large and beautiful, there were several gardens. One of them was a pond with water lilies. I walked up to it, noticing the beautiful blooms.
I continued my walk when I heard a rustling noise from the Grecian Folly. I couldn’t see anyone around but noticed that the entrance to the folly was slightly ajar. I wondered who was in there.
Curiosity got the better of me and I slowly pushed the door open and peered in.
My eyes widened in shock at what I saw. Lady Blackheart was seated on a bench. She had a cock in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked and licked it. There were two gardeners with her. They had their trousers open. One gardener was underneath Lady Blackheart’s skirts while the other one’s hard penis was in her mouth. I noticed that the gardener underneath made squelching noises.
I gasped and stepped back a little. I wanted to leave but something compelled me to stay and watch.
Lady Blackheart’s mouth was making obscene noises as she continued to suck the cock. Her hands held it tightly and began to rub it up and down. I saw her gasp and writhe on the seat as the gardener beneath her skirts made her moan and shake.
The gardener beneath her skirts emerged from under her dress, his face wet and smiling. He moved his head up to Lady Blackheart’s and she began to lick his face. She reached down grasping his hard cock. I gasped in surprise. It looked so big and hard. Lady Blackheart held it in her hand and began to stroke it. The other gardener bent Lady Blackheart forward and lifted up her skirts to reveal her bare bottom.
I felt myself begin to tingle and get wet. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was so lewd and so wrong.
The second gardener thrust his hard cock into Lady Blackheart from behind. She let out a loud moan. Her mouth was still around the other gardener’s cock.
I watched as Lady Blackheart began to suck on one cock while being thrust from behind. It was so obscene and perverted and yet it made me wet.
The gardener from behind began to grunt and shout out. The other one began to move his hips back and forth, his hard cock thrusting into Lady Blackheart’s mouth. I watched as he pulled out, spewing his hot cum all over Lady Blackheart’s face. She looked so happy, white cum dripping off her.
I couldn’t help myself. I reached down with my hand and touched my groin. It was wet and I felt an overwhelming urge to rub myself.
The grunting from behind grew louder and Lady Blackheart seemed to be coming too. I realised that I had to get away and did so as quickly as possible. As I left, I heard the gardner shout, ‘Ere it comes, milady.’
I returned to my room and lay on my bed. I began to touch my groin. The wetness between my legs made me feel naughty but good. I reached down and pulled down my drawers. My fingers found the warm, wet folds. I began to rub my button, it felt so good and made me shiver with delight. I imagined Lord Blackheart with me and felt my orgasm approaching. It hit me like a thunderstorm. I shivered and shook, my legs trembling as I came.
I lay on my back and smiled, feeling relaxed and happy.
After dinner that evening, Lady Blackheart came over to me and took my hands in hers.
‘Dear Miss Summers, I have to go away for a few days but please do not worry. I will be back soon. I’ve instructed the staff to look after you.’
I smiled and hugged her. ‘It’s okay, I’m not worried. Please enjoy your trip.’
Lady Blackheart left the house. I couldn’t help but reflect on what I had seen her do with the gardeners that day.
The next day, I was at my desk and I had just finished writing a letter to my mother when Rogers came in.
‘Miss Summers, you are requested by his lordship in the library.’
I smiled and followed him down the stairs to the library.
Rogers knocked on the door. ‘Enter,’ Lord Blackheart’s voice rang out.
Rogers opened the door and ushered me in. I couldn’t quite believe my eyes at what I was seeing.
Lord Blackheart was sat in a high backed chair. Susan, the ladies maid, was on her knees in front of his lordship. She had her mouth around his cock. She moved her head up and down, taking his hard member into her mouth. He moaned with pleasure as he felt her warm mouth around him. He stroked her head and neck as she sucked and licked him.
I blushed, shocked at a sight so lewd and obscene.
Lord Blackheart saw me at the door. ‘Ah, come in, Miss Summers. I wanted to show you this. It’s one of the things I want to teach you.’
I couldn’t believe it. Was he teaching his wife’s maid how to suck his cock?
Susan continued licking and stroking his cock as he spoke.
‘I want you to show Miss Summers how good you are.’
She looked up at me. ‘Of course, your lordship.’
Lord Blackheart leaned forward to me. ‘Come closer, Miss Summers.’
I walked towards him. ‘Good, now look down at Susan. I want to show you how a woman can make a man feel so good.’
Susan continued to suck and lick his penis. She was very good at it and I could see his lordship was enjoying it. Susan’s hands held his hard penis and she moved them up and down over it. Her tongue licked it and occasionally she would swirl her tongue around the tip. She also had his balls in her other hand and gently rubbed them as she sucked him.
‘Now, Miss Summers, I want you to kneel next to Susan and see for yourself.’
I couldn’t refuse his lordship. I knelt next to Susan and looked at her face as she sucked his cock. I could see how much she enjoyed it.
Lord Blackheart pulled up his waistcoat and began to undo his trousers. ‘Come on, Susan, let me fill your mouth with my jizz.’
She moaned loudly and continued to suck him hard. Her hands moved up and down his cock as her mouth sucked him. I could see that he was close to coming.
‘Here it comes,’ he grunted and spurted his hot cum into her mouth.
She groaned loudly as it splashed into her mouth and over her chin. Then she sat back and looked at me. Her mouth was open and her face was covered in his cum. I could smell the salty mess dripping down her face and onto the rug.
‘Well, Miss Summers, what do you think? Would you like to try this some day?’
I looked at her face and smiled coyly. ‘Yes, I think it would be interesting to try.’
‘Good, I will instruct you further when the time is right.’
I stood up. Susan wiped her mouth and stood also.
Lord Blackheart smiled. ‘Thank you, Susan. You may go now.’
Susan curtsied. ‘Thank you, your lordship,’ and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Lord Blackheart turned to me, he seemed to have forgotten that his trousers were undone and his cock was hanging out. It still glistened with Susan’s saliva and his own cum.
‘Come here, Miss Summers,’ he said and held out his arms.
I didn’t think for a moment. I walked over to him. He kissed me on my cheek and hugged me. ‘Good girl,’ he said. ‘I promise to teach you all about life.’
I smiled back at him and hugged him back. I wasn’t sure what the future held, but I knew that I trusted Lord Blackheart.
I’m going to go and lie down, you can amuse yourself this afternoon.
He stood up, adjusted his trousers and left the library. I smiled and lay down on the sofa. It had been a strange day.
