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You Rang, M'Lord?	By : ODB Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 34806 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 5 – Golden Waters

Several days after her encounter with the abrupt groundsman, Ginny was instructed to wait on Lord Selwyn’s brother, Milton, for the first time. Alice was not pleased about this new role and gave her roommate much advice on the subject.

“Milton’s a complete wimp,” she told Ginny. “He’s really creepy, too. He has a reputation for asking the serving girls to do really weird things. Don’t worry if he does, though. As I said, he’s got no backbone at all and if he tries to make you do disgusting stuff then just tell him to piss off. I have several times and there have been no repercussions. It helps that Fairfax despises him as much as we do.”

“What sort of things did he ask you to do for him?” Ginny ask.

“Would you believe he asked me to hold some creepy doll and watch while he had a shit? I tell you, that bloke is fucked up.”

“Great, and I have to wait on him all afternoon,” Ginny groaned. “Still, if tries anything weird with me I’ll kick him in the balls.”

“That’s the idea!” Alice said approvingly.

It was with some trepidation that Ginny made her way to Milton Selwyn’s private suite. She politely knocked and entered when bid, getting her first look at the man.

The family resemblance was clear although would never have been confused with his brother. Milton shared the same dark hair but was clean-shaven. He was thinner than his brother, too, and rather round-shouldered. Indeed, he had a rather mournful look in his eyes and Ginny got the impression that he was not a happy man.

“Ah, you’re the new girl, aren’t you?” Milton said with a sad smile. “No doubt the others have all warned you about me by now.”

“Umm, I don’t know what you mean, sir,” Ginny lied.

“It’s quite alright, Miss Ginny, I know what they say about me and they’re all absolutely right. I do have some strange habits and fetishes which others find unsavoury. I promise I won’t ask you to do anything untoward while you’re here.”

“Thank you, sir,” she responded. Rather than being appalled by the man, Ginny found that she was actually feeling rather sorry for him. “What duties would you like me to perform?”

He looked up at her. “You have a kind face, would you mind awfully just sitting and talking with me a while? I get so lonely, sometimes.”

“I can do that,” she confirmed with a smile, taking a seat opposite him. “I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you don’t seem very happy. My mum always said that a problem shared was a problem halved.”

“A wise woman, I’m sure. I’m sure my brother would be appalled at the idea of me discussing family problems with serving staff, but who am I meant to talk to about such issues? I mean, Owen thinks I’m an idiot just because I never shared his love of business. Father thinks I’m homosexual despite me assuring him a million times that I’m not, and mother has been gone a good eight years now. Who else am I meant to talk to?”

“Well, I’m happy to listen,” Ginny assured him.

“You’re a sweet young girl, not to mention very beautiful, but I fear talking about things won’t help. The damage was done a long time ago and my heart is forever broken.”

“Ah, I wondered if there was a woman involved in all this.”

“Oh, there is indeed! A wonderful woman although, sadly, the gap in our ages was just too great an obstacle to navigate.”

“She was older than you, then?”

“Oh, considerably. You see, she was my nanny when I was growing up.”

“Ah.”

“I often wonder what my life would have been like if I’d never met her. Owen and I both had our own nanny to take care of us. His was a stern woman who instilled an iron discipline in him from an early age. Mine… well, let’s just say she had very different ideas.”

“Really?”

“Oh, she was so naughty!” he said with a chuckle. “The rude little games we used to play when I was small. Then, as I grew older, the games became even ruder and more perverse. The worse they were, the more I liked them. I know most people would be horrified by some of the things we did, but Matilda genuinely cared for me. She breastfed me until I was sixteen, for instance.”

Ginny said nothing.

“I suppose all my perversions come from her, but we enjoyed them and no one was ever hurt by anything we did. My family had no right to treat her like they did!”

“What happened?”

“Oh, we’d generally been very discreet in our activities but one day when I was seventeen, mother walked into my bedroom unexpectedly and found us. We’d been experimenting with bondage and at the time I was hanging from the ceiling naked with a ten-inch cucumber stuck up my bottom, so you can see why mamma wasn’t amused. She kicked poor Matilda out without any references, practically guaranteeing she’d never get a job as a nanny ever again.”

“That might have been a good thing,” Ginny muttered. “After your mother died, weren’t you tempted to go and find this Matilda again, though?”

“It was too late, Miss Ginny,” he wailed. “After the shame of being kicked out of the house, my poor Matilda started eating to bring her comfort. She’d always been on the large side, but her addiction to Cornish Pasties finished her off. I visited her grave in Carlisle, you know.”

“Oh, that’s, err, a tragedy,” Ginny said, trying to sound sympathetic. The man was clearly beside himself and she didn’t want him to feel any worse.

“You’re a kind, kind young lady for saying so,” he told her, tears running down his cheeks. “I fear I am cursed, though. I still get excited when I think back to all the naughty games Matilda and I used to play. I can never convince any of the women of the house to do any of them with me.”

“Well… what sort of things are we talking about?”

Looking around in an almost secretive manner, Milton leaned over and whispered in her ear.

“Really?” she exclaimed. “Well, if it will make you happy…”

Milton grinned.

Fifteen minutes later, Ginny found herself sitting naked in Milton’s empty bathtub. The porcelain was cold on her bare bottom and she felt very self-conscious. The man himself stood next to the bath, equally naked. Although his dick was soft, it was pretty clear that he had inherited the family trait of possessing huge genitalia. Although he was apparently not as big as his brother, when erect he could apparently boast a nine-inch member.

“Ready, Miss Ginny?” he asked, the excitement clear in his voice.

“Go for it,” she said reluctantly.

At her words, Milton shuffled right to the edge of the bath and pointed his limp cock at her. For a second, nothing happened but then a dribble of golden liquid began to drip from the end of his dick. Quickly, the dribble turned into a torrent as the man began to piss all over Ginny’s chest.

She gasped as the warm liquid gushed all over her body. When Milton Selwyn had begged her to allow him to urinate all over her, she’d been reluctant. She just didn’t understand how anyone could obtain sexual pleasure by such acts but, as she sat there and let the man piss all over her, a now-familiar thrill surged through her. This was something very few people would ever dream of doing and she loved how dirty it made her feel. Sweet Merlin, what a dirty slut she was becoming!

As the deluge continued, Milton angled his cock upwards and let the stream of liquid hit Ginny in the head. She lay there as he pissed over her face and in her hair, gasping as some of the urine tricked into her mouth. Feeling like a dirty whore, she leaned back and began to fondle her tits as the man pissed all over her.

By the time the last drips of the warm liquid dribbled out of the end of Milton’s dick, Ginny was soaked. They had both drunk gallons of water before they started and most of it seemed to have ended up over her. She smoothed back her dripping hair and spat the last remaining drops of piss from her mouth.

“Oh, you look wonderful, Miss Ginny,” Milton gushed, practically bouncing with excitement. “Is it my turn now?”

“Yeah, get in the bath,” Ginny confirmed, pushing herself up so she was sitting on the rim and wiped her face.

Milton hurriedly climbed in the bath and lay with his head at the opposite end than Ginny had. He looked at her expectantly and she noticed that he had begun to eagerly masturbate. As he began to stiffen, she saw that she had a problem. It was alright for a bloke who could just point his dick in any direction, but if she was going to give the man a golden shower, she would need to be a bit creative. After all, he had pissed on her face and she was damn surer she was going to do the same to him.

In the end, Ginny managed to find a workable position. Fortunately, the bath had a wide, flat rim so she could rest one leg on it while she placed her other foot firmly next to the man’s upper body. Now, by leaning forward, her genitals were directly over his head. Milton was wanking furiously by now and she could only admire the size of his enormous cock. Hopefully, she’d get to ride that monster later but, for now, she had a job to do.

Despite the huge amount of water she had drunk, she soon found that it was not that easy to wee on command. Her bladder was straining but she just couldn’t go. As Milton looked up at her expectantly, she strained to push it out.

Realising that this method wasn’t working, she let out an explosive breath. Perhaps she was trying too hard? Instead, she decided that she would just try relaxing and think about flowing rivers and waterfalls. After a few minutes, it began to work and a small amount of piss began to dribble out of her pussy. The dam then immediately burst and a jet of urine shot out of her and hit Milton square in the face.

As opposed to her technique of keeping her eyes and mouth firmly shut, the man opened his mouth wide and tried to catch as much liquid in it as he could. He continued to pound his cock and he looked like he was having the time of his life. The expression on his face was amusing, to say the least.

Unable to stop herself, Ginny began to giggle. As she continued to piss all over the younger Selwyn, she couldn’t stop herself laughing. This really was the most ridiculous thing ever! She was actually being paid to pee all over a man’s face while he wanked himself silly.

By the time she finished, Milton was soaked. His whole body was dripping with her urine and his hair was plastered to his head. He was, however, grinning from ear to ear and his cock was practically throbbing in his hand.

“Enjoy that?” Ginny asked with a smirk on her face.

“That was wonderful, Miss Ginny,” he replied. “Now, perhaps would you allow me the pleasure of fucking you up the arse?”

She sighed. Why did every bloke in this place want to stick his cock up her bum?

Despite her reluctance, they soon made their way back into the bedroom. Milton had insisted that they didn’t clean themselves up first, so they both stank of piss. Fortunately for her, the man was a great believer in lubrication and kept a large tube in a bedside cabinet. A good proportion of the tube was applied to her butthole before she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees.

She soon felt the mattress dip behind her as Milton got into position. As she felt the head of his giant cock press up against her anus, she braced herself. The man then gripped her hips and pushed himself into her.

“Oh, fuck!” she screamed as the huge head of his dick was rammed into her stretched hole.

“Are you alright Miss Ginny?”

“Yeah, yeah, it gets easier once it’s in,” she told him. “Go on, then, fuck my arsehole.”

Not needing to be told twice, Milton began to thrust himself deeper and deeper into her back passage. Ginny grunted each time he pushed himself into her, desperately trying to remain relaxed and to enjoy the experience. It was difficult, however, and it was very much like having a log shoved up her bum. In a desperate effort to squeeze some pleasure out she slipped a hand between her legs and began to rub her neglected pussy.

As she rubbed herself, Ginny pondered what a strange thing it was for her to do now. In her younger years, she would have to confess to being a frequent masturbator, which perhaps should have given her a clue as to why she so willingly submitted to the regime within Blackthorn House. Ever since she became employed here, however, having to frig herself off was far from her mind. There were too many willing men, and women, desperate to have sex with her for Ginny to need to satisfy herself. Still, as her fingers moved she did feel a welcome feeling of pleasure surge through her body.

Milton was by this point yelping in a high-pitched voice every time he rammed his huge cock into her and was thoroughly enjoying himself. As her digits began to work their magic, Ginny started to feel excited, too, and began to moan. The combination of having an enormous dick shoved up her arse and her frantic rubbing of her clit was starting to get her very wet. She began to pant as a familiar earning filled her loins and she desperately wanted nothing more than to be fucked properly with that big, hard cock. With a wild look in her eyes, she looked over her shoulder at the minor aristocrat.

“Why don’t you take that big fucking dick and shove it into my wet cunt,” she hissed at him.

For a second, Milton looked confused. He halted his pounding of her back passage and looked at her apologetically.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Miss Ginny, but that sort of thing wouldn’t interest me at all.”

She stared at him in frustration, seriously considering turning around and punching him in the balls.

“Are you sure you’re not gay?” she demanded.

“Umm, quite sure, yes. Why do you ask?”

“Never mind,” she sighed, knowing she was wasting her time. “Just carry on taking me up the shitter.”

“Righty-oh!” he chirped and proceeded to do just that.

Worst of all, the pleasure she had derived from masturbating had dispersed and, try as she might, she couldn’t get it back. It was a relief when Milton finally let out a strangled cry and ejaculated in her arse. He then nearly collapsed on top of her, but she managed to roll to one side. Mournfully, she explored her nether regions with her hand and found that a considerable amount of spunk was now dripping out of her anus. She’d just received a jizz enema.

“Oh, that was delightful,” Milton managed to mutter between breaths. “I must have a word with Madam Fairfax and request that you wait on me every Wednesday afternoon.”

“If you say so, sir,” she replied in a resigned voice. It looked like anal sex and water sports were something she was going to have to get used to.

Well, at least she couldn’t complain that she had nothing to do anymore.
In addition to being made to serve Milton Selwyn, Ginny was occasionally instructed to take care of Adolphus Selwyn, Owen and Milton’s father. The man was in his eighties and largely bedbound, he was still hale and healthy. To Ginny’s amusement, he was also a filthy bugger who subjected her to all manner of innuendo whenever they were together. Despite his age, it was clear the man’s sex-drive was still functioning fully.

“Ah, there she is,” he cried when she entered his bed-chamber early one evening. “My gorgeous little vixen. Come to give me a bed bath, eh? I could do with a good rubbing down.”

“Just here to change your sheets,” she informed him with a tolerant grin. “I can do that quite easily with my wand, too, before you get any ideas.”

“I don’t know. Here I am, a man in my sexual prime, and none of the serving staff around here will accommodate my wishes. I knew I should never have passed the estate on to young Owen. I’d still be knee-deep in fanny if I was still Lord here.”

“And probably bankrupt too, the way I hear it,” she pointed out. “Weren’t you spending all the family’s money and not bothering to earn any to replace it?”

“True, I suppose, but what bloody marvellous parties we had back then!” the old man chuckled. “Oh, you should have seen them, my dear. Sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Not that I was ever bothered with the rock and roll but if you invited a few famous musicians to a bash you were almost certain to get a bevy of luscious young ladies following them. I swear there wasn’t a week go by when I didn’t shag at least a dozen different girls. As long as I kept the booze and the chemical recreation powder coming, the girls would keep me cumming, if you know what I mean.”

“That’s the problem, you were paying for everything,” Ginny pointed out, briefly channelling her spendthrift mother. “No wonder you nearly ended up having to sell the estate.”

“I suppose,” he agreed reluctantly. “It was still a marvellous time to be alive. What do I have to look forward to now? The only female company I get now are you maids and you all bugger off as soon as you can.”

“Not true!” she exclaimed. “I often sit and talk with you.”

“Yes, talk, that’s the problem. I’d much rather you get your kit off and give me a bit of a thrill.”

“I’m not sure your heart could take it.”

“Oh, trust me, I’m more likely to peg out from pure boredom than from getting a bit of a tingle from seeing a nice pair of titties,” he bemoaned. “Madam Fairfax even confiscates my naughty magazines. Silly old cow.”

Ginny laughed. “Don’t let her hear you say that.”

“Heaven forbid. I’d probably be put on bread and water for a month. Still, you have no idea what it’s like, Ginny. The Selwyn family has always boasted a high sex drive and I know for a fact that my son is banging his way through every bit of totty in this house. Even you, I expect.”

“Ask no questions and I’ll tell no lies,” she retorted.

“Lucky bugger, I bet he’s shafted you regularly every since you walked in the door,” Adolphus grumbled. “It wasn’t so long ago when it was me getting all the fanny around here and I bloody miss it! Just because I’m getting on a bit doesn’t mean I’ve stopped appreciating the beauty of the naked female form.”

“Well, you’ll just have to hope your memory doesn’t go, then,” she teased.

“Cruel child,” he moaned. “Coming in here and positively torturing me with that perfect, shapely body of yours. I lay here at night unable to sleep just imagining what delights lay under that uniform.”

“That’s what an imagination is for.”

“Oh, come on, Miss Ginny,” he begged. “I’m so, so bored up here, and surely you wouldn’t begrudge an old man a little pleasure, eh?”

“What are you after?” she demanded, looking at him with a hard expression on her face.

“Please, just give me a little excitement in my life. Just slip your uniform off and let me see just how beautiful you are. Really, I bet you do much more for Owen, why not give me a little treat, too?”

Ginny looked at him. What he said was true and you could probably include Milton in that statement, too. She genuinely liked the old man and enjoyed listening to his stories of his wild lifestyle during the late sixties and seventies. What would be the harm in providing him with a little titillation, other than it might kill him, of course.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I mean, I’ll be sacked on the spot if I end up giving you a heart attack.”

“Nonsense, my girl, I’m as fit as a fiddle,” he retorted. “I promise you, I’ll be fine.”

With a sigh, Ginny started to remove her dress. “Okay, but just my dress. I don’t want you getting overexcited.”

With Adolphus grinning from ear to ear, Ginny shrugged off her uniform and stood beside his bed in her underwear. His eyes greedily took in her half-dress form and his fingers wiggled about.

“Oh, you’re so beautiful, my dear! You’re utterly delectable. But, Miss Ginny, it would be cruel to let me see the goodies and not to sample them. How about letting me have a little feel of those wondrous breasts?”

“You really are a dirty old man, aren’t you?” she gasped. “I don’t know, I agree to take my dress off and now you want more! Honestly.”

“Oh, go on, my little cutie. You can’t flaunt those luscious, ripe mangos at me and not expect me to want to give them a little squeeze.”

“I’ve never had them referred to as mangos before,” she said, hefting her boobs a little. Actually, they probably were the size of a pair of mangos so perhaps it wasn’t a bad description. “I don’t suppose you’ll stop going on about it unless I let you feel me up, will you?”

Adolphus chortled with delight as Ginny came and sat by him on the bed. Eagerly, he grabbed her tits in both hands and began to enthusiastically fondle them. In fact, Ginny was quite impressed with the strength the old man still had in his hands. He roughly grouped her with an expression of pure joy on his face. Such was his zeal, Ginny began to feel her bra being tugged in all directions. It was no surprise, therefore, when the garment slipped and her right nipple popped out.

“Ho, ho! Now that’s a sight to get my blood pumping,” he cried. “I do think I need to see a matching pair, though.”

Before she could stop him, Adolphus tugged on her brassiere and her left boob also popped out.

“You did that on purpose!” Ginny exclaimed. “You really are a dirty old man!”

“Oh, you don’t know the half of it, my dear,” he replied, and, with a speed she didn’t know he possessed, he lunged downward and captured her right nipple in his mouth. With a happy chuckle, he began to suckle her roughly.

With a resigned sigh, Ginny let him get on with it. He looked so happy and, besides, he was good at this. Her nipples had always been rather sensitive and the old man’s mouth felt wonderful. She couldn’t stop herself moaning slightly as she sucked on the hardened nub.

After a while, he switched over to her left breast and Ginny found herself shifting position to enable him to get better access to her chest. She lay on the bed, becoming more and more turned on as he sucked away on her tits. After he’d worked her into a lather, he gripped both her boobs firmly in his hands and alternated between licking each swollen nipple in turn with a gleam in his eyes.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asked sarcastically, although she didn’t begrudge him having a bit of fun.

“Oh, indeed!” he exclaimed. “The only thing is that I have another problem now.”

“What’s that?”

“Pull down the bed covers and you’ll see.”

Frowning, Ginny grasped the edge of the sheets. It was not unknown for the old man to have the occasional ‘accident’ and she was worried that by getting him so excited she had precipitated another such event. Once she’d pulled the covers back, however, she saw that Adolphus had an entirely different problem. There, bobbing back and forth was an enormous erection.

“Bloody hell, so that’s where Own and Milton get it from!” she exclaimed.

“You’ve seen Milton’s todger? I’m surprised, I thought the boy was gay,” Adolphus muttered.

“Umm, well, he does have some odd tastes,” Ginny allowed, “but, fuck me, that’s huge! I’m amazed you can get it up at your age.”

“A direct result of your luscious body, Miss Ginny,” he replied with a leer. “Now, as you’re the direct cause of this I’m afraid that you’ll have to deal with it.”

“What? I only took my dress off because you begged me!”

“And, bless your soul, you indulged me. The result is that I now have this massive hard-on and I’ll need you to deal with it for me.”

“You really are a filthy old man,” she moaned. Nevertheless, she knew that she couldn’t leave the poor, old bloke in this state. Besides, if there was one thing that Ginny had learnt since she arrived in this house was that she loved a big cock.

Leaning forward, she grasped his thick shaft in her hand and began to slowly run her tongue over his swollen glands. Adolphus moaned as she licked his dick, his face a picture of pleasure. Pleased that she was giving the old man such happiness, she slid her lips around his cock and began to suck it.

She blew him for some time, his throbbing dick filling her mouth and getting her hotter and hotter. Without looking up, she could easily have been servicing his son and would have been anticipating taking the monster up her willing cunt very shortly. Of course, if it had been the other son, Milton, she would have only had the prospect of taking it up the arse and ending up frustrated. With that thought, Ginny made a decision.

“Hmm, just sucking this thing doesn’t seem to be enough,” she announced after she pulled her head back slightly. “I guess I’m going to fuck you if I want you to cum.”

“Oh, you sweet, young thing! I can’t wait to feel my cock deep in your juicy pussy!”   Adolphus cried happily.

Slipping off the bed, Ginny began by removing her bra which by this point was hanging around her ribs. She then reached down and pulled her knicker down, noting that there was a very noticeable wet patch in the crotch.

With mounting excitement, Ginny climbed back on the bed and straddled the old man. Reaching down she grasped his ten-inch monster in her hand and guided it towards her opening. Then, with a determined expression on her face, she sank downwards and took the huge, pulsating dick into her wet cunt. Without pausing once, she took his entire length inside her in one, smooth movement.

“Oh, sweet Lord,” Adolphus gasped.

“Fuck!” Ginny spat and grabbed the old man’s hands, guiding them to her breasts. As her hips began to move involuntarily, he joyously started to fondle her tits.

Closing her eyes, Ginny was transported from the old man’s bedroom to some plane of heaven. She could have been fucking either of his sons, even if she had yet to take Milton’s weapon in her honeypot, something she was determined would change soon. Having ridden Owen’s and now Adolphus's dick she was adamant that she would experience all three of the Selwyn family’s monsters.

Each downward thrust of her hips filled her with joy. The old man’s cock was as big and hard as his son’s and filled her pussy in the most wonderful way imaginable. Faster and faster she moved, driving her closer to a state of ecstasy every second and nearly making her lose her mind. Her hands gripped the headrest of the bed so she could push her body down harder, driving the massive dick deeper into her.

Her first orgasm hit her like a train and made her howl like a wild beast and toss her long, red hair around madly. She ground herself down on the old man’s huge shaft causing her to cum and cum again. Sweet Merlin, she thought, I’m such a dirty bitch, but she couldn’t help it. In the short time she’d worked at the house she’d learnt that she loved to fuck and there was nothing she loved more in the world than a big, hard cock.

The bed creaked alarmingly as Ginny rode him like he was an untamed Hippogriff. Adolphus himself was clutching on to her breasts frantically and had an expression of desperation on his face. For a moment, Ginny was afraid that she might actually finish the poor old bastard off, but she couldn’t stop if she wanted to. She was in a state of near-perpetual orgasm and her body was moving of its own volition. Her cunt was dripping wet and she was surprised she didn’t cut the man’s hands, so hard were her nipples.

“I’m… oh… Miss Ginny, I… oh… oh, my! I’m going to… going to… aaagghh!”

A strangled cry escaped Adolphus’s lips before he collapsed back onto his pillow. The feeling of something hot and sticky dripping down her inner thighs informed Ginny that the man had just cum. Raising herself up, the man’s rapidly-softening cock slid out of her pussy and slapped down onto his leg. Somewhat watery spunk dripped everywhere, drenching the sheets. Experimentally, she reached down and scooped some of his discharge out of her cunt with her fingers. As she examined it, it ran down her fingers and down her wrist. It was definitely the thinnest, wateriest jizz she had ever seen and she was glad that she hadn’t had to swallow it.

“That was… wonderful… Miss Ginny,” Adolphus gasped, his eyes still closed. “Now, I think I need… a little… nap…”

A soft whistling noise revealed the man was already asleep. Ginny looked down fondly at the old man even as her own body calmed. Her pussy still tingled and the last echoes of her orgasm could be felt in her loins, but she felt wonderful.

Retrieving her wand, she used it to clean the sheets and the old man himself, before tucking his slumbering monster back into his pyjamas and pulling the covers up to his chin. She then cleaned herself off and dressed.

With a quick glance back at the sleeping man to make sure he was alright, Ginny left the room, closing the door quietly behind her. Humming a happy little tune, she walked away.

It was good to do something nice for the elderly, wasn’t it?
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