At that time the Earl was fifty-one years older than his new most junior employee, and she had never even seen him. His only son, the Viscount Oxenhom..., was some thirty years younger, married but with no children. Priscilla had no illusions about her status, but reasoned that if she played her cards right she could be promoted to parlour maid where she might meet some rich visitor who could be persuaded to take her into his bed, and then blackmailed into taking her up the aisle to a life of. With her hands tied so that she couldn’t cup herself, and her thighs pressed close together by the ropes around her ankles, I knew this time the need that circulated around her body would become even greater. And so it proved. I moved closer to her, standing at her front, facing her, my mouth close to hers now that she was raised away from the ground, and as she whimpered and begged for release, I kissed her. Hard. Gripping her hair to hold her head steady, I mashed my lips onto hers. Her. Was the council doing enough etc. As we went through them I kept looking at her in a different manner.Twenty minutes later she said "All the questions are now done", "Good" I said, and moving closer to her she just sat there and looked at me. As I got closer I said "Are you married", she said "No" and with that I ran the back of my hand down her cheek. She closed her eyes and said "You can't fancy me I'm a mess".I said "Everone needs fucking" and with that remark she started to undo her blouse,. I put on my shorts leaving the bathroom without a shirt and headed to the Living room where she was sitting on my chair starring at the TV. As i approached closer I noticed she took her pants off and was then masturbating on my chair and that was all it Took I was Rock hard. She was moaning like crazy with every movement she made with her fingers. She didnt know I had walked in behind her so I kept it that way. I then noticed her eyes were closed, as I got down on my hands and knees and slowly.