The House Charland

What? A new story from Krys, while all of his other stories are months late?

Yes. I am at the tail end of the most nightmarish project of my life, so I've had little time for writing. I felt really bad, and have been trying really hard to get something done in one of my other stories, but that hasn't happened. However, the other day I gained some inspiration for a story, but it was one I couldn't do alone. This story is cowritten by my very own Amara. She and I will be writing this story together, and hopefully I will do a better job of staying motivated with this one. Either way, enjoy my first dive into semi-historical writing (there may or may not end up being steampunk stuff later, until then, just Victorian era).

Amara and I will both be taking questions if you have them.

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Clara Flannery, the Lady's Maid, entered the Music Room, quickly finding Lady Charland, who was talking with her Companion Morgan.

"Lady Charland, the Master has returned, he should be in the hall in a few moments if you wish to see him." She said, bowing politely.

"M'Lady, I'm not sure if we need work on it this much. We've only just received the piece and won't even be performed in a few weeks," she exasperated as she cracks her knuckles, making an audible echo within the music room. A sigh passed the Lady's ruby lips. "I suppose..." Aria trailed off. The furrowed brow of the Lady had ceased to exist once she caught wind of the pleasant news Clara had presented to her.
For the past few hours up until this point, Aria and her trusty Companion Morgan had been discussing back and forth on how to approach a newly acquired piece of music. The Lady was exercising her voice to the new notes while the ivory keys were tickled by the pixie cut blonde.

"Oh wonderful!" the Lady replies to her helpful Maid. "Alright, Morgan, I think we're done for the afternoon," she gave a slight smile to hide that fact that it was starting to get exhausted herself. A Lady mustn't show that. "We should get going to the hall then," as an obvious point to both women as she begins to stroll out the door, and the girls quickly follow.

As the two women entered the entrance hall from one end, Lord Charland stepped through the door on the other end. Edgar took Bennett's coat as his master moved to meet with Aria.

"Aria, my sweet, it's good to see you." Bennett said, wrapping a hand around his wife's waist, pulling her close for a kiss. As their lips locked in the embrace of a weeks worth of nights alone, Bennett wrapped his hand around her neck, preventing her from breathing as he released the kiss. "Have you been following my orders while I was gone?" He hissed into her ear.

A flush to a shade close to the Lady's hair ran across her cheeks. "Yes, my Lord," she replied at a volume a smidge higher than a whisper as she instinctually gasped for air. As Bennett released her, the Lady cleared her throat and said, "Sir, you know how I feel about having that happen around others," in a quiet voice.

As Morgan walked past the Lord, he took her hand and kissed it. "Lady Morgan, I always appreciate you taking time with my Aria." He winked at the Companion, who was in on Aria and Bennett's extracurricular activities. "You don't mind our familiarity, do you?"

"Why, of course I don't. It's just a shame that I can never find a man as fine as you," she feigns a sigh between her smirk, due to the knowledge that everyone in the estate knows that Morgan quite loves the warm and soft body of a lady. "Of course, I'm always willing to help M'Lady whenever she asks," was added in order to remind Aria of that offer that she didn't take up for the whole week the Lord had been absent. It was obvious that the Lady could take advantage of any woman that she desired, but due to Bennett's wishes of keeping Aria on a temporary chaste while he was gone on business, Morgan was slightly disappointed of her lack of intimacy with the Lady.

Lord Charland thanked Morgan and turned to his wife,, "Aria, I'm going to walk Morgan to the Buggy, I expect to find you in my room when I return." He turned away from Aria and walked Morgan to the door. Edgar opened the door as Bennett lead her to the buggy that was waiting outside.

Aria's locks of hair made a quick movement, following her curt nod to her husband. "Good bye my dear friend," she lightly waved in Morgan's direction before she quickly turned on her heels and glided across the way in her usual elegant fashion. Little noise was made since she was very light on her feet. That always surprised people when they weren't looking, but wasn't bothered by her appearance since Aria was such a kind soul. She treaded carefully up the winding staircase to her Lord's bedroom. It was a bit early in the day to enjoy her husband in such a lavish way, but she doesn't care at this point in time since it's been seven days longer than it should have been. A smile playfully crossed her lips as she arrived at her lover's room, and awaited his arrival, not daring to undress herself, as that is one of his favorite activities beforehand.

As the outside door closed behind them, concealing their conversation from any prying eyes or ears from the inside, Bennett turned to Morgan and inquired about the weekend. "Pray, Lady Morgan, how has my lady fared these seven days without me?"
Morgan smiled as she responded playfully, "I do wish you'd stop teasing her so, as you know it teases me ten-fold. However, she is quite submissive to you, she didn't once accept my advances."

Bennett smiled, "Then I assume you did your part." He had planned a difficult week for his lady, conspiring with her most trusted friend to assist in the torment.

"Yes, M'Lord, all week , I have been most lustful towards her."

"Good, you take care Morgan." He kissed her hand again as he helped her into the buggy.

"Thank you M'Lord."

Bennett returned inside, and noticed the Lady's Maid coming down the staircase. "Clara, my dear." He stepped up and squeezed his breast through her maid outfit. "I am going to go spend time with my wife. Be sure that no one bothers us," His voice lowered as he leaned in close to her ear, "while I violate my wife's tender body, filling her with my seed."

Her face went from pale to red in a flash at the way her Lord had touched her as well as his words. Due to her age and training, she is quite inexperienced from such adult actions, which is quite the opposite from the rest of the manor. Clara is still a virgin, in fact. After doing a soft clearing of her throat, she quietly replied, "Yes M'Lord."

Lord Charland smiled as he walked up the stairs, it had been a long week without his wife, as he was unable to find pleasure as well. He made his way to his bedroom, passing one of the many grandfather clocks that filled the manor. Noting the time, he stopped a maid who was coming down the stairs, presumably from the Maid's quarters on the top floor. "Inform the cook that the Lady and I will be eating in our room this evening."

The maid nodded her head and rushed down the stairs to do his bidding. The Lord entered his room quietly and took his lady into his arms, catching her by surprise, and kissing her deeply.

The moment their lips touched, Aria had already started to become wet with lust. She knew what was coming, but being able to feel her lover after so long had finally caught her body up with her mind. The past seven nights, she dreamt of nothing but her husband pounding inside of her womanhood as she writhed in pleasure. Her arms instinctively wrapped around her husband's lean but toned torso. Even with his clothes on, she can still feel it. Their breathing becomes heavy as they continue their proper reunion.

At this point in time, Clara had become bothered by Lord's words, both in literal and alternative meanings. She knew what they were doing since that is exactly what he said to her, but her curiosity got the best of her. She was instructed to make sure that they were not disturbed, and she doesn't have anything else really planned for the day. Her bright eyes darted in all directions before carefully walking towards the Lord's bedroom. She didn't hear anything yet, but she could always lean by the door, and listen to their throes of passion and maybe learn...

Lord Charland released the kiss and instructed his wife to stand tall as he undressed her. He slowly undid the ribbons that held up her dress, letting it fall to the floor. then he began working on her corset, taking care to release it slowly, as he did not wish to hurt his wife. Finally he laid her back on the bed and removed her shoes, garters and stockings. As he did so, he kissed down her leg, enjoying the scent of his woman, as if for the first time. With her outer garments removed, he finally made his way to his prize. He pulled her bloomers away to expose the metal and leather beneath. Aria had been wearing a chastity belt for almost a week, and it was obvious that his addition was unnecessary in keeping her aroused. He deftly undid the lock, and let the belt fall away. He finished undressing her by pulling the glass dildo from her dripping wet slit.

The voice of relief sprang from her throat as the toy had finally been released. It was always nice to have something inside the first couple of days, but then it starts to become mundane and doesn't provide any pleasure. The Lady's pussy began to quiver as it became hollow once more, vying to be filled with the Lord's thick cock. A shiver crawled up Aria's spine at the thought of being ravaged by her darling husband. "M'Lord...," was all she could muster at a register between a whisper and a moan.

Bennett smiled as he removed his blazer, throwing it onto one of the many soft chairs that littered the room. then he removed his tie, discarding it in a similar method. His shoes, socks and pants came off next. while bent over for his laces, he took the opportunity to kiss the foot and ankle of the woman on his bed. He finally removed his shirt and johns, stepping out of them and leaning across the bed. His now naked and erect shaft hung down, the tip resting on Aria's thigh. "I've been waiting for this moment all week." He said, his voice a mixture of sultry teasing and animalistic need. "Since the moment I locked your belt, I've thought about tonight, and what I would do to this voluptuous body." He bit her nipple as he finished his sentence, sucking on the soft flesh.

The red head's nerves were already on edge. Her heightened sense of touch gave her a tingle of pleasure when his tip touched her body. A pleasure filled sigh escaped her with just the simple contact of his member and a sharp yelp filled the room after the Lord's bite.

Clara was a tad disappointed due to lack of noises from the private room before Lady's voice filled the air with her unique sounds. She had never heard them, especially not from her elegant Lady. There was no way she could imagine that. An odd sensation was starting down at her flower as she thought of what was happening in the other room. A blush continued to color her cheeks as she looked around once more, making sure no one would accuse her of doing anything wrong.

Bennett kissed up his wife's breast before taking her lips between his own. As their tongues played in each other's mouths, Bennett lifted Aria's leg as he positioned himself against her slit. After finding just the right position, Bennett filled his wife with his manhood, his tip pressing against her cervix on the first thrust.

After having such displeasure from her chastity belt this whole week, the feeling from her lover's full cock in one thrust was almost too much to bear. Her voice had a peak of pleasure as it fell down to her deeper ranges of groaning in enjoyment. Aria's flower closed in on the huge member tightly as she quickly embraced her Lord, her fingers digging into his back trying to contain her volume out of instinct.

Bennett reveled in the sounds of his wife as he thrust into his wife's body. His own growls of pleasure were constant as he fucked her. His balls slapped against her ass as he kissed and bit down her neck. It had only been a week, but Bennett was acting as if it had been a hundred years since he last laid eyes on his wife.

"Oh! Oh my," was all Aria could muster between her heavy breathing and pleasure filled moans. With the adrenaline pumping through her body, Aria couldn't feel his bites, as she was already about to go over the edge. "Darling! I-I love you," was all she could exclaim as her pussy and grip tightens.

Clara couldn't contain herself much longer, her face was flushed for much too long and her Lady's voice gave her both an imagined scenario as well as pangs of jealousy that she has not been able to experience such actions. She quietly got up and began to slowly walk away, as to not cause a distraction to the couple. Of course, the noises were just too tempting to listen to. It got the best of her once more as she looked around before settling back down.

"Yes, yes, my dear. I love you too. Yes, with me..." He slammed his cock deep inside her before moaning loudly and releasing his hot seed into the womb of his wife. They had not yet had children, so Bennett was sure to stay deep inside her as he released.

His hot juices were too much and a colossal wave of pleasure washed over Aria as her moans increased in volume, making the room echo with her beautiful gift. Her hips gently thrusted ever so lightly as her pussy tightened around Bennett's large cock. The couple's juices combined and filled her lower belly, giving a nice but familiar feeling back to her once more.

A soft gasp escaped Clara as she heard an unknown scream. Not one from terror, but of passion. She attempted to clutch her pounding heart through her clothes as she realized that the couple has finally finished their bout of love.

Collapsed on top of his wife, Bennett kissed her again, before slipping out of his wife and reaching over and pulling a blanket over both of them. Before Aria could ask why, Bennett shushed her and called out through the door. "Clara, dear. I know you're out there. Please come in."