The once great house at its height had been staffed by a compliment of eight or more full time staff, footmen, maids and the like. Bessy, Mary and Hod...es, still occupied their old rooms up in the servants area on the top floor but now most of the guests rooms were closed up, and unused only two guest bedrooms even having furniture nowadays. Thus, some semblance of ‘normal’ Manor life was presented to any visitors, not that nowadays there were many. Mary, the less than bright maid, just about. He tried to loosen his apron, but his sistertied a double knot and it was so tight he couldn't spin it around, itwas stuck on.He minced out, remembering to wiggle his behind from side to side,balancing the glass on the tray. When reaching the patio he saw Krissywas sitting beside his mother, smiling at him. "Oh that lookswonderful, please get me one as well," she called out.He brought the tray over and dropped to his knees, knowing if he didn'the would bend, and his sister was playing with the. "Done?" said Henry as I became aware of him again, and he pulled me upand pushed my head onto the back seat, and roughly plowed into my asslike he was trying to rip it apart. I began to whimper and protest untilmy panties were shoved wadded into my mouth with a terse, "Shut the fuckup, bitch" from Mike. After a long few minutes of this I felt Henry cum,and that and ass juice were running down my leg. But this was not enoughas I was roughly jerked to my feet, led to the front of the car,. The wound was more than a scratch but better than I'd feared. It was a cut, almost a groove, on the outside of his arm. A cut that was still bleeding sluggishly.I ran to where I'd dropped my purse and brought it back at a run. Carelessly, I dumped the contents on the ground and found what I was looking for; a sanitary pad I kept on hand for emergencies. With an apologetic smile, I ripped it open and pressed it over the wound."Sorry, it's all I have."He shook his head and smiled a little more.