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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 7 – The Party

AN

We’ve reached the final chapter and, as promised, things go out with a bang. A large one, at that. I’m not sure what will be posted next; I currently have three different stories on the go, two for this site and one, err, less naughty under my other name for FF.Net, if I can ever get it finished. Say what you like about the pandemic but it’s given me more writing time!

Enjoy!

“Fucking hell! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

As Lord Selwyn’s enormous cock continued to be thrust deep into Ginny’s grateful pussy, she came to a powerful climax again, the third time she’d done so that afternoon. The man himself lay on top of her, his hips moving frantically as he tried to drive himself deeper and deeper inside her. Juices dripped from her cunt every time he thrust his shaft into her, staining the expensive carpet beneath them.

“Oh my, me too!” Selwyn suddenly cried. “I can’t hold on any longer… I’m… I’m… aaargh!”

He pulled out of her and sent a thick jet of spunk over her belly. With his face contorted, he frantically tugged on his long shaft and sent three further blasts of creamy goo all over Ginny’s body before he groaned and collapsed onto the carpet next to her.

“Bloody hell, that was amazing, sir,” Ginny said truthfully once she’d begun to get her breath back. Indeed, these Tuesday afternoon sessions had become the highlight of her week and she’d become enamoured by the massive length of meat that hung between Lord Selwyn’s legs.

“Yes, it was, wasn’t it?” Selwyn agreed. “You know, Ginny, I do believe you’re the best serving girl we’ve ever had here.”

“I’m the best at riding your enormous cock do you mean, sir?” she asked with a giggle.

“It’s all the same thing,” he replied, laughing with her. “Seriously though, you are quite the most beautiful young lady I’ve ever employed. That’s why I want you to do a special job for me next weekend.”

“What job, sir?”

“Well, I haven’t mentioned it up to now for security reasons, but this Saturday I’m hosting a very special dinner party here at Blackthorn House. A lot of very influential and important men will be attending including the Minister for Magic himself. If all goes well, I’m hoping that he’ll agree to sign a contract for several of my companies to supply goods and services directly to the Ministry that will be worth millions. I want this party to go without a hitch, so despite what Miss Chaplin thinks, the elves will be doing all the cooking and serving. However, I want these men to have something attractive to look at so I want you to wait table and I’ll be getting Alice to serve drinks. I’ll be wanting both you girls to be doing a lot of bending down and leaning forward if you catch my drift.”

“Flash our tits and bums as much as possible? Yeah, I get it, sir. I’m sure both Alice and I can keep all these stuffy Ministry types entertained.”

“Good girl. I tell you, if I pull this contract off it will be the biggest deal that Selwyn Industries will have ever done. I’ll be making sure that all the staff gets big bonuses, too.”

“Sounds great, sir. You leave it up to Alice and me to put them in a good mood.”

Little did Ginny know how those words would come back to bite her.
So far the party seemed to be going well. Despite there being around thirty guests, all male Ginny noted, there had been no notable problems mainly due to the elves. Despite her and Alice being the only human servers, the little house elves more than made up for their lack of numbers. The starters had been served and the only thing the girls had been required to do was walk up and down the table giving the guests an eyeful of them in their short, low-cut uniforms. As the appetizers were cleared away, however, a lull seemed to occur.

“The elves are being a bit slow with the main course, aren’t they?” Alice whispered to her after the blonde had sidled up to her.

“Give them a chance. They’ve only just finished the starters.”

“I know, but the elves generally have service run like clockwork. The next course is in place the second the last empty plate is taken away,” Alice pointed out. “Perhaps we should… oh, never mind. Here are the elves now.”

Indeed, at that moment half-a-dozen of the little creatures had popped into sight, each clutching a plate in each hand. Oddly, they didn’t seem happy and as soon as Ginny saw the contents of the plate, she realised why.

“What’s that muck they’re serving?” she blurted. The Appetizers had been an exquisite duck foie gras that had looked almost too good to eat. The main was meant to be a choice of either a glazed halibut or wagyu beef but what was on the plate just looked like a big pile of mush. Quickly, Ginny leapt forward and managed to grab one of the elves just before be popped away.

“It’s not being our faults!” the little creature cried when she demanded to know what was going on. Big, scary woman, Mizz Chaplin, she comes in and starts yelling at us, telling us that she is taking over cooking. We trys to argue, but she starts attacking us with a frying pan. She throws out all the ingredients we had prepared and makes this stuff.”

“What’s happening?” Alice asked in concern.

“It sounds like Mary’s got pissed again and taken over the cooking,” Ginny told her. “I’d better warn Lord Selwyn. You go and try and stop Chaplin from trying to ruin the evening.”

Hurriedly, Ginny shuffled up to the head of the table while trying to maintain as much decorum as possible while Alice hurried out of the room. Unfortunately, her master was deep in conversation with the Minister for Magic and hadn’t seen her approach. She daren’t interrupt him when he was talking but by this point all the guests had been served and many of them were looking at their plates in horror. After what seemed like an age, Minister Greengrass turned his attention to his plate and Ginny was able to dart forward.

“Sir, we have a huge problem,” she whispered into his ear.

“What?” he asked, slipping from his seat and leading her a few steps away so they could talk. Unfortunately, before she could explain what had happened one of the braver guests sampled his dinner. The reaction was predictable.

“Morgan’s breath! This is rancid!” the man cried, urgently grabbing a glass of water to wash away the taste.

“What the hell’s going on?” Owen demanded.

Quickly, Ginny explained what the elf had told her and why the meal inedible. By this point, most of the guests had at least tried a small bit of their food and their reactions were the same across the board – utter disgust.

“Damn it, Selwyn, what sort of foul muck are you trying to serve us?” Minister Greengrass demanded loudly. “Are you trying to kill us, man?”

“I’m most terribly sorry, there’s been a bit of a mix-up,” Selwyn cried desperately.

“Mix up? Are you trying to insult me? I’ve never tasted anything so bad in my life. Hell, I might think this is some kind of clumsy attempt to launch a coup against the Ministry by poisoning us all! Explain yourself!”

Desperately, Lord Selwyn looked around at all the angry faces that were glaring at him. At this point, Ginny thought, the man would be lucky not to be arrested for attempted murder, let alone lose the important contract. The man’s head swivelled around like he was trying to see a way out of his dilemma. His eyes fell on her for a second and he stopped in his tracks. Slowly a smile crept onto his face and he turned to his furious audience with more confidence.

“You’ll have to forgive me for my little joke, gentleman,” he said in a self-assured tone. “You see, when I invited you all here tonight, I thought that I should offer you better entertainment than yet another boring, stuffy meal. We are, after all, entering a time when good, pure-blood traditions are once again coming back into fashion and powerful men like ourselves should be allowed to spend the evening doing as we please.”

“What are you getting at, Selwyn?” Greengrass demanded although he wasn’t as angry as before.

“I’m saying that tonight, gentlemen, we spend the evening reviving the revelries of old! Let us drink to excess, make merry, and gangbang this beautiful maid here.”

“What?” cried the Minister for Magic.

“What?” cried Ginny, looking at her boss in horror. He grabbed her and began to whisper in her ear.

“Please do this for me, Ginny,” he begged. “I’ll be ruined unless this evening is salvaged. Please, I’ll make sure that you’ll be financially well rewarded.”

“That’s all well and good, sir, but there are nearly thirty blokes here! I can’t be expected to shag all of them! It will bloody kill me!”

“I’ll make sure the other girls are brought in to give you a hand. I promise you won’t have to do this alone. I’ll get the elves to bring in as much booze as they can get their hands on and I’ll rustle up some of the other female staff. Please, Ginny.”

Ginny looked around and noticed a number of the guests watching at her with a hungry look in their eyes. Could she do this? While she had to admit that since she had arrived at Blackthorn House she’d turned into a cock-hungry slut, but this was something else.

“You’ll need to get someone else back here before this lot start piling in on me,” she pointed out.

“Well… do something to stall them. Get on the table and do a slow striptease. That should give me time to get Alice back here, at least.”

Before Ginny had a chance to say anything, she found herself lifted onto the table. She stood there for a moment, aware of the eyes of every man in the room upon her. Taking a large gulp, she nervously walked to the middle of the table, knocking several bowls and plates off as she went.

Without being bidden, the guests broke into a slow handclap, creating a steady beat. Knowing that she couldn’t back out now even if she wanted to, Ginny began to swing her hips in time with the clapping. Steeling herself, she reached up and undid the small, lacy headpiece that held her hair up. Tossing the item off to the side, she let her long, fiery locks drop down her back. Shaking her head, Ginny noticed the smiles on practically every man in the room grew wider as they realised that she was going to go through with this.

Realising that her high-heels were a positive danger while prancing around on the table, she kicked them off, sending them spinning off with enough force to hit the far wall. Cheers met her action and she couldn’t help but grin at her audience’s enthusiasm. Next to go was the white piny she wore around her waist as she undid the knot at the back and let it drop to the floor.

It suddenly occurred to Ginny that the next item to be removed was her dress and after that, she would be down to her underwear. Glancing at the door there was still no sign of Lord Selwyn or Alice. The thought of having to face thirty sex-crazed men by herself made her knees shake. She needed to buy herself more time.

The table she stood on was extremely long to accommodate so many guests and she realised that she could use this to her advantage. Adopting a kind of exaggerated strut, she began to walk down the table in time with the men’s clapping. She made a point to smile at each of her audience who were looking up at her with stupid grins on their faces.

After walking up and down the table twice, Ginny grasped she couldn’t put off the inevitable for much longer. Reaching behind her, she unzipped the back of her dress and let it slip off her shoulders while holding it in place with her other hand. She teased her audience as long as she could but noting their increasing impatience she had to let it slide off her body leaving her in just her underwear.

Taking a nothing trip up and down the table killed more time, as did her messing around with her suspender belt for a while. She also made a major production of rolling down her tights but she soon found herself standing there in just her knickers and bra. The crowd was now braying and demanding that her remaining garments be removed. With no sign of help in sight, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra before flinging it off to one side.

Every man in the room cheering in delight as her breasts swung free but moments later they were calling for her knickers to be removed, as well. Having no choice, she slid her black panties down and let them drop to her feet. She was naked.

A sinister silence fell around the room. Without a word being spoken, every man present rose from their seats and began to remove their clothing. With rising panic, Ginny watched as nearly thirty men, old and young, began to strip, all the while gazing at her naked form hungrily.

Without warning, an arm snaked around her middle and another around her knees. She found herself lifted off the table and carried around to one side. Looking up, she saw she’d been picked up by a large wizard with a greying beard that she didn’t recognise. The man was completely naked and had a wicked grin on his face. Ginny had no doubts as to what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, she was soon gently lower to the ground and the man quickly took up position between her legs. His cock was already erect and quite large, and Ginny gasped as he plunged it into her pussy without a moment’s hesitation. Many other men had followed them and now stood in a circle all around them, most of them stroking their dicks as they eagerly watched.

Before she could comprehend what was happening to her, another man dropped to the floor next to her and grabbed her head, turning it towards him. She found a cock pressed up against her lips and, almost by habit by this point, she opened her mouth and started to suck it. Having not seen the man’s face, she had no idea who she was blowing.

By this point, Ginny’s mind was scrambled. Dozens and dozens of men were watching her getting fucked by a complete stranger and, to her shame, she had to admit she was getting massively turned on by it. The bearded man was thrusting himself into her fairly brutally, ramming his dick deep into her just the way she liked it. The question was, was she going to have to fuck every man here? There had been around thirty guests, all male, and Ginny doubted she could accommodate all of them. She desperately needed the help that Lord Selwyn had promised her!

A few seconds later, the bearded man pulled out of her and backed away. Almost immediately, a fresh cock slid into her cunt although with her head to one side she couldn’t see who was fucking her now. Someone also grabbed her right hand and pressed it around their own throbbing member. She began to wank whoever this person was just as the man between her legs began to build up speed.

Only when the man she’d been sucking pulled away to give someone else a chance did Ginny have the chance to look about. She was shocked to see the man screwing her was a fairly elderly gentleman with white hair she was pretty sure was in charge of the Department of Magical Transport. The man she was tossing off was much younger and she didn’t recognise him. She didn’t have time to look any further as her head was again pulled to one side and she accepted a fresh cock into her mouth.

One thing she had to admire was that no one monopolised their positions. The old man soon relinquished his place and another man quickly took over. The man she was giving a blowjob also rolled away and this time another middle-aged wizard guided her left hand to his straining cock. Now, she found herself wanking off two blokes while being fucked by a third. Around them was a solid wall of men watching and, in most cases, wanking. So many cocks, she thought, and it was looking increasingly likely she was going to have to fuck all of them.

Salvation arrived a few moments later. The wall of men to her left parted as the doors of the dining room swung open. Through the gap, Ginny could see Lord Selwyn had entered leading a very startled looking Alice. The two girls’ eyes met briefly and Ginny tried to desperately beg for help in that glance. Alice, however, didn’t appear to have much choice as to whether she joined in or not.

“Here we go, gentlemen,” Selwyn cried. “I know that redheads aren’t to everyone’s taste, so I’ve brought you a blonde as well. Hopefully, we’ll have a brunette here shortly, too. Help yourselves!”

Alice’s eyes bulged for a second before she was cut off from Ginny’s sight by a mob of naked men descending on her. While she’d had the luxury of at least removing her own clothing, it appeared Alice wasn’t going to be so lucky. The last sight she had of her blond friend was of her uniform being ripped from her body and she hoped she would be okay. The next second, another naked body fell to its knees in front of her and an erect cock was shoved into her mouth. At the same time, she felt yet another dick slide into her pussy and someone started to frantically fuck her.

It was going to be a long evening, it seemed.

The men in front and behind her were swapped twice more before she was pulled up to her knees and instantly surrounded by five others, all thrusting their hard cocks at her and demanding that they be sucked. Her head bobbed furiously as she attempted to satisfy each of them in turn. How man dicks had she had in her mouth since this all started? At this point, Ginny had no idea. One guy pulled back and the remaining four men all jostled to try and get their cock into her mouth. Trying to appease them all, she swivelled her head, licking and sucking them each in turn while someone grabbed her right hand and wrapped it around their own straining member. Another person on her left copied the act and she found herself trying to copy with six dicks at once. It was all rapidly becoming too much.

Further relief came shortly afterwards. The main doors were flung open and an imperious Madam Fairfax marched into the room. All activity stopped as every eye in the place turned towards her. She walked stiffly up to where Lord Selwyn was standing having, presumably, been watching Alice being gangbanged.

“My Lord, do I take it that you wish me to join in these festivities?” she asked in a clear, penetrating voice.

“Err, yes, Linda, if that’s alright,” Selwyn replied, sounding almost unsure of himself.

“Very well,” Fairfax said in a no-nonsense manner.

Then she started taking her clothes off.

Everyone watched her avidly as the tall woman stripped in a fast and efficient manner. She was soon stark naked and stood with her magnificent body on display to all and sundry. She placed her hands on her hips and looked around the room challengingly.

It took one brave soul, a middle-aged man Ginny thought was something to do with the Department of Magic Transport slowly approached her. She watched his approach with a raised eyebrow until he was standing right next to her. Suddenly, he leapt on her, crushing his lips to hers and his right hand greedily grabbing her ample bosom. Like a dam collapsing, a wave of men piled in and Linda vanished from sight as she was assailed by a wall of naked bodies.

As soon as Fairfax disappeared from sight the men surrounding Ginny turned their attention back to her. She was pushed down onto her hands and knees again and someone penetrated her from behind again. Her vision was blocked as another man knelt in front of her and she was spit-roasted again. They happily humped her again until come activity off to the side seemed to distract them. They pulled away and Ginny was surprised to see Lord Selwyn standing there, completely naked, and cradling his massive cock in his hands.

“It’s only right and proper that I join in,” he explained. “It would be rude not to.”

“Go on, Owen, bang that little slut until her eyes bulge,” someone called out.

Owen laid down next to Ginny and pulled her on top of him. After taking so much cock already she was a little concerned about taking the man’s enormous meat up her but there was no way she would ever refuse him. Swinging her leg over his body, she soon felt the thick head of his dick pressing up against her cunt. With a push of her hips, she let him slide into her causing her to moan loudly. Owen grabbed her bum cheeks and began to thrust himself into her. There were scattered cheers from the watching group as the huge dick began to slide in and out of her pussy.

Closing her eyes, Ginny almost sobbed as her hole was pounded by the man’s thick prick. She had no idea how long she’d been at it by this point or how many cocks she’d taken so far. She knew logically that there had been around thirty guests that evening but she could have sworn that she’d fucked more guys than that by then. It was hard to believe that she’d been a virgin when she’d first entered Blackthorn House. Now look at her!

Suddenly, a pair of hands gripped her waist halting her downward thrusting movements. Looking over her shoulder she was shocked to see Owen’s brother, Milton, grinning at her. He was naked and erect. She hadn’t even known he was present for the meal.

“I say, that juicy little arsehole of yours appears underutilised. Mind if I fill it?”

“Wait! No, I can’t handle both of you… uuuuggghh!”

She screamed as Milton shoved his massive cock into her anus. Suddenly, she found herself being double-penetrated by the two biggest dicks she’d ever seen. The brothers pounded her without mercy and she felt like she was being split in two. How on earth was she able to accommodate two such enormous cocks in her small body?

The cheering of the watching crowd was now deafening as they watched her being impaled on the two meat monsters. She wailed, screamed, cried, and beat her fists on the floor. Just as she was on the point of passing out, the relentless pounding ceased and the brothers pulled their cocks out of her stretched holes. She rolled off Owen lay on the floor, panting.

“Excellent work, dear brother,” she heard Owen say.

“My pleasure,” Milton replied.

If she thought her ordeal was over, she was soon to be disappointed. Several men picked her up and virtually carried her over to the dining table. There, she was deposited on her back with her legs hanging over the edge. The man nearest her then grabbed her knees and pulled them apart before stepping forward and sliding his cock into her battered cunt. Soon, the man was fucking her hard.

A few seconds later, Alice was deposited on the table about three yards to her left. Briefly, the two of them made eye contact before some tall bloke pulled the blonde’s legs apart and mounted her. As the pair of them were relentlessly pounded, Ginny noticed a line forming behind them. As she started to wonder what was going on, Madam Fairfax was roughly dumped on the table between the two girls.

“It appears someone had the bright idea that every guest should make sure that they have had all three of us,” she announced just as a large, bearded man pushed his way between her legs. “It appears we’re each going to be fucked thirty times. Brace yourselves.”

Ginny groaned. She was already knackered and now she had to take every man in the room, most of them for the second time? The only upside was that she was at least laying down.

The bloke screwing her suddenly pulled away and was instantly replaced, this time by the little old man who was banging her earlier. He sniggered as she looked up at him.

“Back again, young lady! Why, I can’t seem to keep away from you,” he announced with a chuckle. For her part, Ginny could only admire the elderly gent’s stamina.

It soon became apparent that every guy was limiting themselves to around a minute each. Despite being exhausted, she found that she was getting through the guests at a fair old rate. With her body on the point of collapse and her mind a scrambled mess, she lay there as male after male thrust their cocks into her battered pussy. The whole thing became a complete blur until something roused her from her miasma. She blinked at the latest man, thinking that he looked familiar.

With a start, Ginny realised that the man currently fucking her was Cecil Greengrass, the Minister for Magic. Seeing recognition on her face, the man grinned at her.

“You’re doing sterling work,” he told her. “The Ministry appreciates your efforts!”

With that, the man began to enthusiastically ram his thick cock into her while roughly squeezing her tits with his right hand. Her brain melted at the thought that she was being shafted by a man who she’d only seen before on the cover of a newspaper. It was literally the last straw and she felt her mind go ‘ping’.

The Minister proved to be a skilled cocksman and he ardently rammed his dick into her pussy causing her to shriek each time he thrust into her. She was a sobbing wreck by the time he pulled out of her and was instantly replaced by some other faceless guy.

Ginny stared at the ceiling as she took cock after cock. She’d long since lost count of how many guests had fucked her by this point and her brain had stopped functioning some time ago. The only thing that registered as odd to her was that none of the men had seemed to have cum yet. In a way, it was a pity as her pussy could have used some extra lubrication by that point.

The end came without warning. The last man, a fresh-faced guy who didn’t even look old enough to work at the Ministry, pulled his cock out of her and, to her great surprise, was not replaced. Instead, strong hands grabbed her and pulled her off the table and onto her knees. Turning her head, she saw the same thing happening to Alice and Linda.

Suddenly, a man leapt forward with his cock in his hand. He tugged frantically on his dick for a few seconds before ejaculating all over her face. As more men began to close in, it dawned on Ginny why no one had had cum by this point. They’d all been saving themselves for this moment.

A second and third load landed on her face and neck. Spunk began to fly at her from every direction, coating her hair, chest, face… basically every exposed area of her flesh was jizzed over. Ginny shut her eyes tight as cum dripped over her and she spat several times as the salty cream dribbled into her mouth. The whole thing seemed to go on forever as she was showered in creamy goo.

It took her a moment to realise that the avalanche of spunk had ceased. With shaky hands, she wiped her eyes and looked about. All around her, the dinner guests were shaking hands and slapping each other’s backs. Their cocks were all limp having deposited their loads and they were now busy congratulating themselves for having fucked three serving girls.

Ginny felt someone gently take her hand and she looked up to see Madam Fairfax, as smeared in cum as she was, wirily smiling at her. She allowed herself to be pulled to her feet and lead over to where Alice was still slumped on the floor. Linda reached out to the blond with her free hand and helped her up, too. On shaky legs, Fairfax guided them over to where Lord Selwyn was stood chatting to his brother.

“My Lord,” she addressed him in a loud, clear voice. “Do you require our services any further?”

“Oh, err, no. You three are excused,” Selwyn confirmed. “If you could get the elves to serve drinks on your way out, that would be most satisfactory.”

“Of course. Come along, girls.”

With her head held high, Linda led the two girls out of the room. None of the guests who had so recently been pawing at them even seemed to notice them slip out of the room. Once the door was closed behind them, Madam Fairfax seemed to slump and Ginny was worried she would collapse. The woman managed to stay on her feet, however.

“Well, that was something I hope we won’t have to do again,” she muttered before calling for one of the house-elves and instructing it to start serving drinks.

“My pussy is numb,” Alice slurred.

“Come on, girls. I think we deserve a very long, hot bath and then an early night. Take tomorrow off, too. You’ve both earned it.

As the three naked, spunk-covered woman stumbled off in search of a bath, Ginny’s mind slowly began to un-fog. By her reckoning, if she counted Lord Selwyn and his brother, assuming every man in the room had taken a turn with her she’d just fucked thirty-two men. When she walked through the doors of Blackthorn House around eight weeks previous, she’d been a virgin. Now, she’d had sex with practically every person on the estate plus just about every senior official of the Ministry. That included the Minister of Magic himself.

Despite the fact she was ready to collapse and her cunt felt like someone had tried to shove a steam train up it, she couldn’t help but smile. What a complete slut she’d become!

In the end, she got her hot bath and Linda instructed the elves to bring them a light supper accompanied by some nice wine. She and Alice managed to half-carry each other to their room where they collapsed on their beds.

Ginny slept for twelve hours straight and didn’t stir once for the entire night.
It was a week after what had become known as ‘The Great Ministry Gangbang’ and Ginny was just entering Blackthorn House after a bracing walk around the grounds. She managed a stroll around the gardens most days and this was made easier as the male staff of the house had taken mercy on their female counterparts and made no sexual demands on Alice, Linda, or her. While she’d been grateful, Ginny did feel a week was enough rest and she was happy to get back in the saddle again, so to speak.

Handing up her cloak on a hook near the back door, Ginny made her way back into the house. She had little to do and wondered if she might be able to wangle a snack if she swung by the kitchen. As it was nearby, she headed that way in the hope of getting a sandwich. As she approached the kitchen, however, she slowed. A loud wailing noise could be heard distinctly and Ginny had a feeling she knew what was happening. She crept closer and peered around the frame of the door carefully.

Sure enough, bent over the large kitchen table was Mary the cook, her massive tits hanging out of the front of her dress while Mr Higman, the butler, stood behind her with his trousers around his ankles, his hips slamming into the woman like a hammer striking an anvil. Mary was screaming her head off and apparently having the time of her life.

Grinning, Ginny edged away. Obviously, she wasn’t going to get her sandwich just yet.

Deciding she would head over to Madam Fairfax’s office to see if she had anything to do, Ginny turned and headed up to the main part of the house. In doing so, she passed Lord Selwyn’s study. No sooner had she reached his door than familiar noises reached her ears. Making sure no one was around, she knelt down and peered through the keyhole.

Much to her amusement, she saw a naked Madam Fairfax straddling Lord Selwyn on top of his desk. It looked like she was riding him hard and her big tits were bouncing wildly as she thrust down on his massive tool. An expression of pure joy was plastered over her face and Owen Selwyn looked like he was equally enjoying the experience. Perhaps they were celebrating the large Ministry contract that Selwyn Enterprises had just been awarded by the Ministry?

Rising to her feet, Ginny walked away. It appeared that Madam Fairfax also felt she’d had enough rest after the gangbang and was ready to get back into action. Good on her, Ginny thought. Still, it did mean she still had nothing to do. With a shrug, she decided to head to her room where she could read a book or perhaps have a nap.

Climbing the stairs, she happened to pass Lady Fairfax’s bedroom. Perhaps unsurprisingly, loud noises could be heard coming from here, too.

“Oh, yes, Fredrick!” her voice could be heard yelling. “Harder! Fuck me harder!”

“As you say, my Lady,” the Groundsman’s voice growled in reply.

Quickly, Ginny walked past the room not wishing to be caught listening. While it sounded like Lady Selwyn was busy, she certainly didn’t want to risk being discovered. Working here was a cushy gig and she wouldn’t do anything to risk losing her position. It was better that she just walked away and pretended that she hadn’t heard anything.

It was, however, more difficult to ignore the next incident that she came across. Following the corridor back to her quarters, she suddenly came across Alice and Ernest, both partially dressed, fucking on the floor. Alice was on her hands and knees with her blouse open and her breasts swinging free. The footman was kneeling behind her, holding her hips as he thrust himself hard into her. At the sound of her footsteps, they both paused and looked up at her.

“Oh, hi, Ginny,” Alice said by way of greeting. “Me and Ernest were just feeling a bit randy and decided to have a quickie.”

“Yeah, fancy joining in?” Ernest enquired hopefully.

“You could have found a better place to do it.”

“It’s okay,” Alice said with a shrug. “Everybody else seems to be at it, anyway.”

“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” Ginny declared. “Getting screwed in a drafty corridor is not my idea of fun.”

“Nah, in a stable surrounded by horse shit is more your style, eh?” Ernest said.

“Each to their own,” she sniffed and walked past them. To be honest, she’d come extremely close to joining in as she was starting to feel very horny. Still, Alice and Ernest appeared to be having a good time together and she didn’t want to get in the middle of it. Perhaps she would take a stroll down to the stables a bit later and see if she could find Joseph.

By now she had reached the quarters that she shared with Alice and she opened the door. As she walked in she nearly jumped in fright. It appeared the room was already occupied. There, laying on the two beds, were Joseph and Roy. Both of them were stark naked and both of them were nursing giant erections in their hands.

“About time you showed up,” Roy moaned.

“Yeah, do you know how long we’ve been waiting for you?” Joseph added.

Ginny just looked at them for a moment. It appeared that both men felt that she’d had sufficient rest after the gangbang, too. Hungrily, her eyes took in their lean, muscular bodies and their thick, pulsating dicks. A big grin crept onto her face.

“Well, I did fancy a sandwich, anyway,” she noted. “I guess I’m going to be the filling.”

Kicking the door closed, she eagerly started to pull her clothes off. It seemed like her problem of not having anything to do had just been solved.

As the two men leapt up and began to help her out of her clothes, Ginny couldn’t help but smile. Blackthorn House really was the best place to work and she hoped she would be here for many years to come. Just as long as they didn’t host too many formal dinners for Ministry officials, that is.

The End.
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