The Legacy - 16. A Warm Welcome

Adam

I placed another thank you letter on top of the rest. I was sitting alone in the study, relaxing a bit. James had gone out again today after having made sure that I was left with a pile of work again and Jenny was busy with Beth. I leaned back and looked at the open pile of letters, and the pile still to go through. With each letter opened I wondered how much everyone loved James, but then I realized that no they didn’t love him, they loved his money, and the kind words he spoke to keep them sweet. It was like the entire village worked for him. They only wished to keep him happy and paying the bills.

I shook my head and carefully placed the blade of the ornate silver letter opener into the next letter and sliced it open. Inside was an elaborately designed card, and it was an invitation to a hunt from ‘The Panel’. However, this was not just any hunt that James was being invited to.

This hunt required human game. There would be men for the ladies and girls for the gentlemen. Then there would be a few ‘anything goes’ for those who liked their own sex or something in-between. The hunt would be followed by a feast of fine food and drink. Then all the captives would be stripped and ravaged. It would be one giant orgy of flesh on flesh.

I knew if James wanted me to become part of the games there was no way I would be able to avoid it. I might even be chosen to be the bait. I knew that I could run, and run fast, perhaps helping me be the perfect chase. Images of what that could mean began to form in my head but I shook it to loosen the thought from my mind. I don’t want to think about that now. I tried to distance myself from the invitation and I took a sip of tepid tea.

I looked out the window trying to focus on anything, but my mind kept wandering back to the state of play at a hunt. Would there be horses and hounds? Would the riders be dressed finely for the occasion? Would there be beaters to get the prey running faster in a bid for freedom? I shook my head as I remembered the reality of a hunt. In all the records I had read there wasn’t one instance that anyone had been set free. I knew this would seize James’ attention so I placed the card in a separate place on the desk.

There was a tap at the door and I looked up to watch as it slowly opened. I couldn’t help but smile as Mathew poked his head around the door and looked into the room.

“Come in Mathew, James isn’t about.”

Mathew walked in and smiled as he then closed the door.

“I know Adam he’s just left me, mind if I sit down?” Mathew pointed to the chair in front of the desk.

“Please go ahead; it’s nice to have some company. That is if you didn’t want something else?” I smiled and leaned forward curious as to what had brought another of James’ playthings to the house.

Mathew sat down, and put a foot up on the desk. I raised a brow but said nothing.

Mathew then leaned back on the chair; he put his other foot up. The chair now balanced on its two back legs. I watched as Mathew tried to make himself seem at home.

“I, well we, that’s me and Sam, wondered if you would like to spend the night in the stable rooms. You know we live there?”

I found myself frowning, I could tell there was more going on here, but was unsure what he meant.

“I know you and Sam live above the stables Mathew, I also know why. Is this an attempt by James to get us all working together?”

I was curious were this was leading. I had seen Mathew and Sam before. James had made comments that left me wondering what happened all out at the stables. I couldn’t deny that I felt a strange twinge of excitement at the prospect of being with them both.

“Would that be a bad thing then Adam? If all three of us were working together? I’m sure once we got the initial blushes over with, it could be fun,” Mathew smirked. He was enjoying this. I could see he was watching me carefully as I tried not to squirm in my seat. This had to be something James had put him up to.

“I thought we might plan a little surprise for James, would you be willing to play along?” Mathew chewed on his lip.

“It depends what playing along entails Mathew? Care to explain?” I was uneasy with where this was leading, but I tried to give Mathew an encouraging smile.

“Well you know he’s kind of making me more dominant over the two of you? And Sam is eager and willing.” Mathew grinned as he watched me..

“Let’s see,” Mathew looked up at the ceiling as he pondered on a surprise. I could see this was an act yet I wanted to know what the surprise was supposed to be.

“How about it’s like a game? Maybe pirates and smugglers and a captive?” Mathew giggled.

“Oh let me guess,” I rolled my eyes, “I bet I am the captive? So James put you up to this?”

“Actually, no he didn’t, the idea was all my own. I could go a long way here, if I just keep James happy,” Mathew now sat upright, “Help me out here Adam, you know I’m not assertive or aggressive, I just want to get James to back me,” Mathew pleaded. He set the chair back on the floor and leaned toward me.

“So I play little victim Adam, or is that just for James’s sake? And I actually get to enjoy it too?”

“James has told me what you enjoy Adam,” Mathew suddenly leaned over the desk to grab the wooden ruler. He then whacked it hard on the back of my knuckles. The sudden pain made me cry out and hug my hand close to my body. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, but as someone who has endured James’ attention I knew Mathew could see the pleasure I had felt as well.

“Tell me you’re not hard now Adam and I’ll call you a liar,” Mathew whispered seductively.

“I really didn’t get a kick out of that Adam, but I know you did, and I know James will too, so job done.” I watched Mathew as he smiled and leaned back into his chair. He ran his fingers through his hair and then began to explain why he was doing this.

“James has told me that I will get special clothes to wear, and that I can switch from submissive with him to being dominant with you, and Sam.” Mathew looked at me and I could hear the plea in his voice as he continued. “Please say you will play along?”

I sat rubbing my throbbing fingers and considered what Mathew had said. Maybe this was the way to win James over? I made up my mind as I looked back to Mathew and gave him my sweetest smile.

“Very well, I will play along for now. But as soon as it gets uncomfortable, I can say so and it will stop, right?”

“Of course Adam, but I can safely say I think you will enjoy it, and I might even let you switch on me too.” He giggled like the school boy he had been before James had him taken. I couldn’t help the smile that had crept onto my face.

The door flew open and James stood in the doorway. His hair wet with sweat. His jacket had been discarded. His white billowing shirt was open to his breeches and showed a sweat covered chest. He breathed heavily as he stood in the doorway. Even from here I could smell horse and wondered if James was this sweaty, what about poor Jasper.

Mathew jumped to his feet, eager to please James as always. “I’ve just arranged for Adam to come and spend the night with Sam and me James. Like you said, he’s more than willing.” I saw Mathew cross his fingers behind his back, unseen by James and listened as Mathew confirmed that it had been James’ idea.

“Yes, I did agree James. It will be nice to have a night away from here.” I stood up from the desk and walked over to James. I wrapped my arm his waist and breathed in his aroma. I looked up at James and stroked my fingers over his wet chest. “Someone needs a nice long bath and a massage. Hmmm?” I nearly purred this to James.

“Not just now Adam, I’ve been fucking all morning, and you’re just not what I need right now. If you want mounting ask Mathew or Sam. I’m sure even Conner would do you if you asked him nice enough.” James laughed.

James’ words were cold and cruel. I turned to see Mathew cringing at the look on my face.

“Go help Sam with Jasper, Mathew. Go now!” His voice sounded angry. “I’ll send Adam down when I’ve finished with him.”

I watched as Mathew glanced at me but hurried to the door. His voice was soft and scared as he barely whispered, “Anything you say, Sir.”

James kicked the door closed and I slowly backed away from him. When this mood took James over he was dangerous.

“Been snivelling to Mathew have you? Don’t you dare ruin my plans for him, he’s reluctant to be a head boy right now, but he will come round,” James growled at me.

“A head boy? As in men under him? Men, older than he is? Good luck, James!” I was scared and it slipped out before I had realized it. As I looked at James I could see the usual purple rage creep up from his neck.

James curled his fingers around my throat, saliva gathered at the corners of his mouth. I knew I had once again overstepped the mark.

“You think I need luck Adam? I have a reputation, an ancestral lineage of previous Masters as a pedigree. And you think I need luck?”

The anger coming from James scared me. I whimpered and could feel my knees tremble as he leaned in over me. The grip tightened on my throat as I stared into the blood shot eyes of James.

“I…I didn’t mean it like that James,” I begged, coughing and pleading for air.

James kept his grip tight, his free hand worked on the fastenings of my breeches and underwear. They were then pushed down to my thighs. James kept his eyes on mine and I felt helpless before him. Then James felt and grabbed my shaft. I trembled as his touch and he began to wank it hard. I was at his mercy again. I groaned, and my body responded to him as my legs began shaking uncontrollably as I grew hard in his hand.

James then licked up my cheek before he pushed me away. I nearly fell but hit the wall instead. He looked at me coldly, his voice was angry as he hurt me with his words. “Go give it to Jenny, Adam. Or try Beth if you’re really desperate,”

James laughed loudly as I struggled to keep my balance. I shoved myself back into my underwear and pulled up my breeches as quickly as I could. I didn’t want James to see the tears stinging my eyes. James knew how to hurt me in a thousand different ways. This wasn’t the pain I wanted or needed. This was just humiliation and James knew it.

Shame filled me as I headed to the door and nearly flew from the room. James still stood with his hands on his hips, and roared with laughter as I raced upstairs and away from him.

James

I hated it when Adam tried to act like a man. It was so easy to remind him that he was nothing more than my slave. I enjoyed watching the pain on his face as I reminded him who was in charge. When he was gone I kicked the door closed, and went over to sit at my desk.

I noted that Adam had been sorting my mail for me and I looked smugly at the pile of thank you letters. Those I would read through later but I had spotted the symbol for The Panel and picked up the invitation. Naturally I would attend, and bring some of my own for the hunt. I couldn’t help but wonder if I should bring Adam as prey or not. I was enjoying the idea when I spotted an envelope sitting below invite.

I frowned at the next letter in the pile. It was addressed to Jenny. The letter was torn open, and I opened up the folded up letter to find a cheque for a substantial amount of money. The letter read as congratulations for her marriage to a Lord. Who knew that the daughter of a priest could bring me such money?

I read on, the paper was expensive and embossed with a coat of arms, which I didn’t recognise. I placed the letter down, and went over to the bookshelf and took down a large tomb from the top shelf. The old book was leather-bound with a laced binder. This book contained the who’s who, and their coats of arms. It was time to find out what family of power Jenny was connected to.

I flicked through several pages before I found it; “Hemmings” was the name that matched the coat of arms. The family went back years with some accumulated wealth. Old Lord Hemmings was also a politician with power. So dear little Jenny might bring me more wealth and political power. I couldn’t help but smile. I had wealth, but one could never be too wealthy. I put the book back on the shelf and returned to my desk to finish reading the letter. Lord Edgar Hemmings wanted to see his niece and her new husband, to welcome me into the family.

I smiled as I thought just what this could mean. ‘Oh you will meet me Lord Hemmings. I’ll add a little charm and you’ll soon take me under your wing. I will be wealthy, powerful and renowned. But I will do it from the backs of others. Why should I do any work, when I have all of you to carry me up the ranks?’

I chuckled and went to the door. I pulled it wide open and bellowed, “Coffee!” I knew it would be on my desk as quickly as humanly possible, or the entire staff would pay for it. I knew about power, all about power, and I knew how to use it. I leisurely sat back at my desk and went through the rest of the mail. It was usually opened for me, but evidently Adam hadn’t gotten to finish before Mathew had come to see him. Oh well, I quite enjoyed doing the odd thing for myself, from time to time.

After my coffee, I wandered round the house. I was looking for Jenny, but talked to the house staff on my way round. Not only to see if they were doing their duties, but also to collect their little books, that stated their earnings. The more they earned the more pocket money they got. It was a win, win situation for them in my opinion.

After all, they got sex and were paid for it. How lucky were they? Each girl offered her book to be viewed as I came past them. I always gave them a smile and a pat on the bottom to encourage them, even if they had only earned very little that week. The object was sex after all, not the pittance they were paid for it.

I knew even with my sexual appetite I couldn’t satisfy all the servants myself, after all I’m good but I’m not a god. So they spread their legs for visiting clients and even served in the local hostelries. What they provided was second to none. They may not be Aphrodites but they still offered clean, hot and adventurous sex.

I headed back to my study so that I could attend to the rest of the mail. It was boring work to be honest; there were more thank you letters, a couple of bills and an offer of a free boot shine in town, if I bought new boots there. I finished up and decided I needed to pamper myself.

I needed to shower and change, so I got up and walked out to find Jenny just passing the door. Finally the object of my attention had come forth. “You! Upstairs to my room!”

Jenny

I had been kept busy by Beth doing washing all morning. There was no such thing as leisure time for James’ wife. I was on my way to help out in the kitchen now when James spotted me and demanded that I head up to his room. I knew now not to argue, so I simply nodded and obeyed. Without directions as to what he wanted, I sat to wait on the bed for James who walked in and grinned. “Not stripped off yet? You’re my wife, and I need washing down. So strip.”

I still wasn’t use to how he treated me. I blushed, and went into the bathroom. I took off my gown, and turned the taps to run the bath, and added James’s favourite cologne. This was a chore I had done for him before.

He walked in naked and smirked as I blushed again, unashamed by his nakedness to anyone. It seemed sometimes that he lived to see me shocked and embarrassed. My eyes automatically drifted to his semi-hardness. James was indeed well hung.

James grinned and made his cock jerk, instantly I gasped and looked away.

“Sorry Jenny but it isn’t for you, but you can watch me fuck one of the boys later if you like? They make excellent bed warmers you know? Young boys.”

I listened as he chuckled to himself. I felt myself blush hotly, and I set about getting a clean cloth and towels. James stepped into the bath, and remained standing.

“Come and wash me Jenny, let’s start at the family jewels shall we?”

The wicked smile on his handsome face told me that he knew exactly the control he had over me and how it was affecting me. The fact that I had no choice just seemed to make him even happier.

I reddened even more as I soaped up a cloth, and tried to remain calm as I washed over his manhood. It grew in my hands as I soaped it up and I gasped again. I had forgotten what a man sex actually looked and felt like. I had been used by Beth and her wooden toys for most of my time. I felt a tingling in the pit of my stomach as I watched it throb in my hand. I couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped my lips as I stared at the mammoth head of James’ cock. I dropped the cloth, and used my hands on it, but it felt so right so wonderful. James looked down and smiled.

“Do you want some Jenny? Is your husband neglecting you?” His voice was soft with a hint of sarcasm.

I knew I had made a mistake and I instantly removed my hands, and looked up at him. So many words were on my tongue, hurtful, horrible words that could not be spoken by a lady, but I knew I could never say them to James anyway. Instead I looked away from his face and grabbed the soap. I cupped my hands and soaped over his balls. Though it pained her, she still did not understand how she could still want him after knowing what he had done with the boys?

I carefully rinsed him off and stood to await further instructions. James smirked as he washed over himself slowly. I knew I had given myself away to him but I wasn’t sure what he would do or say.

He stepped out of the bath and I grabbed a towel eager for this to be over with. I rubbed him down none to gently.

“Getting rough are we?” James chuckled, “If you want rough Jenny you only had to say, between Nancy in the kitchen and Beth after your chores. One would think you had, had enough?”

I looked down in shame knowing exactly the sort of things I had endured. James then took the towel and wrapped it around his waist. He grabbed my upper arm and marched me back into the bedroom to push me against the bed. I was wide eyed, unsure if he was suddenly going to use me himself. Then he smiled and dropped his voice seductively when he spoke to me.

“Get the rest of your things off and I’ll see who’s free. You should really start finding your own bed partners, Jenny.”

James winked as he watched me shiver in fear of what he might do.

James walked over to the window and looked out onto the grounds. He kept his back to me and I watched as he pointed out the window.

“Well, I can see Conner, or would you prefer Penny? She’s the nasty head girl I told you about,” He looked back at me and raised a brow, “What are you in the mood for?”

I leaned back against the bed in disgust. Did this man have no limits to his wicked, debauched mind?

“I’m fine thank you James, may I get dressed?” I kept my voice soft and hoped to be let out of here soon.

James walked over to me and yanked off his towel. He pulled me to him and bit into my neck. At first I noticed his strength and the scent of soap from his bath. Then I sensed his manhood pressed against me. I found myself panting, my body aroused by his nearness.

“Sorry Jenny, well…no, honestly I’m not, you know who gets mine and you’re the wrong sex!” James smirked and pushed me away.

I stood shivering in combination of sexual desire and revulsion. He was a cold unfeeling man and he knew how to hurt me so easily.

“We shall be going to see your Uncle Edgar soon, Jenny. But I would like your pregnancy confirmed first. So ask Beth to examine you again.”

I stood in shock as he mentioned my uncle. It had been so long since I had even thought of my family. James dressed himself quickly, he watched me carefully.

“I would like Adam to take on a greater role through your pregnancy, I’ll set him the task of being your nurse maid.“ James said

I blanched at the idea of Adam playing nursemaid to me. He was my only friend here and James had made sure we were never alone together any longer. He looked at my face and began to laugh.

“What? Adam can hold your hand as Beth sticks her fingers up inside you, it will be a learning curve for him.”

His words were disgusting. He treated Adam and me like we were some sort of livestock. I shook my head, and began to pull on my gown, no longer waiting for permission.

“You are a beast James, a dirty disgusting beast!”

James only sneered and threw the wet towel at me. I hadn’t even gotten to the door before his punishment for my behaviour was meted out.

“Go back to Beth now, and you will tell her to take you with whatever she has to take you with. And don’t try to lie because I will ask about it later.” James gave me a look of hatred that clearly dismissed and scared me. “Now get out!”

I couldn’t run fast enough, but I no longer knew if it was to escape James or to run to Beth.

James

I watched Jenny flee my room and then chuckled as I finished dressing.

I enjoyed that more than I had thought I would. Sometimes, being the Master of this house was more pleasurable than anyone could imagine. What sort of fun could I get into next?

The possibilities were endless. Everything was falling into place. Nothing could spoil my plans now. I was too far ahead of everyone else and I was having far too much fun. I walked out of my bedroom to make my way downstairs when I saw Nichole answer the front door.

Who could it be at this time? It was almost time for dinner and I had no expected guests. A thunderous roar of laughter came through the door and my heart skipped a beat. I knew exactly who it was, and I raced down the stairs to warmly greet my guest.