A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun
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				Title: <strong>A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 19:03:10</strong>
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				Dinner was ready.&nbsp; Ethel and Chloe had been lead into the dining room by Mrs Marsters.&nbsp; The table had been cleared, a clean cloth laid over the wooden service.&nbsp; The two maids had been checked over, they were both clean.&nbsp; They had been told to lay on the tables, head to head.&nbsp; Ethel had sighed, she knew what this was going to be about.<br><br>"Ready?" she asked young Chloe.&nbsp; Then she got on the table, laying her head in the centre, her feet reached the end.&nbsp; The table was long and both girls would fill it completely.&nbsp; Once they were settled it would be over to Senor Torres and his cooks to cover them in the food, preparing them for the family and their guests.<br><br>The dining room was an ornate, wood lined room with elaborate candelabras sending a flickering amber glaze across the room.&nbsp; The best silverwear was laid out, along with the best china plates.&nbsp; Footmen would serve wine, the other maids would be on hand to assist.&nbsp; Ethel and Chloe would be the center piece, covered in foods.&nbsp; There to be fondled, touched and teased as the guests enjoyed their meal.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 07:35:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGg2yz3XzPQ/TaxOMlJN_oI/AAAAAAAADB4/zBNSS7X9YK4/s1600/080DL1.jpg)</div><em>Who: Chloe<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Ethel<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Getting ready for dinner</em><br><hr>Chloe breathed deeply to steady her nerves, making her pert young breasts rise and fall.<br><br>"Oui. I am ready," she replied to Ethel, although her voice didn't sound too convincing.<br><br>The French girl followed the other maid onto the table, laying down so her dark-tressed head touched Ethel's. She did her best to relax. Chloe told herself this was about beauty, like a painting of a nude. She was part of a living work of art. The guests were well-bred, educated, and cultured. Surely they wouldn't be crude beasts like Mr. Stuert. Once dinner was finished, Chloe's ordeal would be over and she could go back to being a simple maid.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BitterSweet</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 18:10:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;OOC: please let me know if anyone wants changes - I'd be happy to make them.&nbsp; <br><br><br><hr><br>Mrs. Marsters nudged at the maids as they lay the table, straightening Chloe's legs, adjusting the lay of Ethel's arms, tucking their hair beneath their heads to minimize mess.&nbsp; They were the centerpiece of the meal and the houskeeper would tolerate nothing less than perfection.<br>&nbsp;<br>None of the polished serving utensils laid out were sharp; tongs and spoons would be used to scoop pre-sliced meats and vegetables from the pale figures of the maids.&nbsp; Dishes were stacked along a sideboard – though this was technically a formal meal, it was 'self-serve'.&nbsp; The guests would have plenty of opportunity to take what they wished from the serving platters. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Remember, do not move," Mrs. Marsters said sternly to Chloe.&nbsp; "I will be most disappointed if either of you spill unnecessarily."<br>&nbsp;<br>The housekeeper was fairly sure that no one had fully warned Chloe of how thoroughly she might be used during dinner.&nbsp; Some of the guests were inclined to 'taste-test'. <br>&nbsp;<br>When the cook brought in platters of warm, rare sliced beef, it would be fanned out just so across Chloe's belly, gravy drawn in a line to end just above the smooth, rosy mons of her sex.&nbsp; Right now, the housekeeper was dishing pearl onions – gleaming like pearls – on Ethel's lower belly where they glistened in the warm lamplight.&nbsp; Other vegetables followed; young carrots in brandy-orange sauce, fresh red potatoes, a fan of ruffled lettuce over her sex like a fig leaf on a Greek statue.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Good," Mrs. Marsters reached down and pinched Ethel's nipples, ensuring they were blushing like berries while she lay there, to match the cranberry relish adorning her chest.&nbsp; "Behave."<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:44:24</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGg2yz3XzPQ/TaxOMlJN_oI/AAAAAAAADB4/zBNSS7X9YK4/s1600/080DL1.jpg)</div><em>Who: Chloe<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Ethel and Mrs. Marsters<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Getting ready for dinner</em><br><hr>Chloe laid still as Mrs. Marsters made her adjustment, but she tried to do her best to keep her legs together to hide her saved cunt. Surely the guests wouldn't want to see that. She murmured her acknowledgment of Mrs. Marsters' commands but it was hard not to move as slice of warm meat were placed on her flesh. the slimy touch of the gravy made it even harder. Chloe was well aware of the consequences if she did not perform her duties well. At the very least she would be sacked. At worst, arrested.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 09:14:44</strong>
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				<em>Who: Ethel<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Chloe and Mrs. Marsters<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Getting ready for dinner</em><br><br><hr><br>Ethel laid still as Mrs Marsters fused around her, making sure she was presented perfectly.&nbsp; When the food came she felt the various things, the heat and the gravy, the way the juices ran down across her naked form, trickling between her legs.&nbsp; she wondered if anyone would want to lick up the mess.&nbsp; She hoped so.<br><br>Dinner smelt wonderful, she hoped that maybe the guests would feed the girls, offering them titbits for their services.&nbsp; Poor Chloe, Ethel knew she honestly had no idea.<br><br>Once they were ready the doors to the dining room were open wide and a large gong sounded from somewhere.<br><br>"DINNER IS SERVED" someone, a footman probably called out, letting the gusest and family know that dinner was indeed ready to be enjoyed.<br><br>(OOC: So dinner is served, we're going to have a posting order here, so please wait for others to post before you reply to posts, if your post is aimed at anyone in particular tag it at the bottom:<br><br><strong>TAG:</strong> Then the name<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]TAG:[/b] Then the name</code></pre><br>This is thread all about eating, conversation and anticipation, no sexual antics here unless it is to the serving maids.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stannous</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:28:17</strong>
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				Who: Armando<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Chloe, Ethel and Mrs. Marsters<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Finishing dinner preparations<br><br>Armando had been going in and out of the kitchen like a worker ant on a sugar rush; darting in and out, bringing the food and laying it out on the rather shapely platters that were arrayed on the table. He laid them out as Mrs. Marsters commanded, moving at a slightly slower pace while working on the French platter to steal glances at her body. He did like and respect English women, but there was something about a French girl, that <em>je ne sais quoi</em> about them that just brought them higher than most other women ("but below Spaniards, <em>por supuesto</em>", though he). Perhaps it was their stereotypical haughtiness, or their similar-yet-different mannerisms and language to that of the Spanish; whatever it was, he certainly paid more attention to Chloe than Ethel, and while part of him felt bad for knowing just what would be happening to her ("Don't say a word to her about what she will be doing, or I'll have you on a boat across the Bay of Biscay faster than you can apologize!", he was told), that took a backseat to thoughts of what he'd like to do to the French dinner platter.<br><br>After some time, he brought out the last batch of food, laying it on the women as his lord and master, Mrs. Marsters, ordered. "There we are. Finally finished, ma'am!" he said, rolling his shoulders and stretching his arms, stealing more glances at Chloe's food-covered body as he did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PigPin</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 20:55:33</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Lord Darcy<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Dining Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lady Belle and others<br><strong>When: </strong>Day 1<strong><br>What:</strong> Giving his speech before dinner.<br><hr><strong>"Ladies and gentlemen, The Lady Henshaw and I welcome you to our home and pleased that you made it.&nbsp; It has been years since I moved the family up to Surrey and it is a move we have not regretted.&nbsp; &nbsp;It has been five years since the first time we held this most special occasion.&nbsp; As you all are aware, this annual gathering is quite eventful and unique.&nbsp; It is a time for us to free ourselves from inhibitions.&nbsp; My wife and I decided those five years ago to open our home to those we wished to enjoy.&nbsp; Each year it brings her and I closer.&nbsp; To her I say, I love you my dear."</strong> Lord Darcy paused and gave a bow of his head.&nbsp; <strong>"Excuse me for that where was I...I feel we all leave a little better then we were going into it.&nbsp; So in closing a few notes, guidelines, and information.&nbsp; Ladies we are preparing things for our hunt this weekend I ask for our foxes to please speak with Lady Henshaw or Mrs Marsters, we must get you fitted."</strong> He gestured to Connie then to Mrs. Marster, if he see hers.&nbsp; <strong>"This is a special weekend for my Daughters and Niece have been allowed to attend.&nbsp; Please make them feel loved....Next Belle...come here dear."</strong> He paused for Belle to stand by him.&nbsp; <strong>"As you all may be ware of my sweet Belle here is still a maiden.&nbsp; So this weekend, Lady Connie and I have decide to have a test of skill for her maidenhood."</strong> He let the news set in for a moment.&nbsp; <strong>"My dear daughter has accepted what has been asked of her...This will be a fair challenge...My Lady Connie knows the specifics which we will go through after dinner..."</strong> He gestured for Belle to return to her spot.&nbsp; <strong>"Final point of business...It is a punishable offense that any lady be wearing undergarments this weekend.&nbsp; If a lady is caught wearing any undergarments she will subjected to any number of reprimands.&nbsp; But over all We ask everyone to have a safe and magical weekend."</strong> He looked around to&nbsp; he's guests, both male and female.&nbsp; <strong>"So Ladies, I will come around for inspection....So pleasel enjoy this fine meal that our cooks have prepared."</strong> Lord Darcy gave a bow to his guest and gesture for them to enjoy the meal
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 01:58:56</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Lady Arabella "Belle" Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lord Darcy Henshaw, Everyone<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 - Dinner<br><strong>What:</strong> Being Presented<br><hr><br>Her talk with her father had calmed her down a bit, but Belle was still overwhelmed when she went to dinner and saw all the men there. Swallowing, she tried to appear confident as she watched her father stand. Listening intently, she looked up as he told her to come to him. Standing up, she smiled to all the guests and then stood by her father. His words made her blush deeply, and she lost her smile as she tried to keep breathing. She managed to keep from bolting out the door like a scared deer, but her heart was pounding in embarrassment. <br><br>When he was done with her, she immediately sat back down and looked down to her plate. This was going to be a long weekend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 19:21:05</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> J.F Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Dining Room.<br><strong>With:</strong>&nbsp; Chole , everyone<br><strong>When:</strong>Dinner<br><br><br>J.F brushed off any left over hay from his fine clothes as they had been laying on the stable floor for bit. He took a deep breath and sauntered into the dining room. The naked maids were quite alluring even when covered in food. He took a seat on Chole's side of the table. He&nbsp; listened attentively as his uncle spoke&nbsp; , he was a good&nbsp; orator and J.F admired him for that.Yet while his ears were focused on his uncle , his eyes were gazing at the two nude serving platters before him. Both of them were exceptionally attractive&nbsp; and he was sure he would enjoy the male tonight. Out of respect he waited for his Uncle to finish talking before leaning forward and licking some&nbsp; cranberry relish of Chole's bare chest , gently flicking her nipple with his tongue as he did so.<br><br>" Well you are absolutely delicious. Just as&nbsp; expected."&nbsp; The young noble complimented before placing the female's nipple in his mouth again and sucking on it gently.<br><br><br><strong>TAG:</strong> Chole<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 06:18:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGg2yz3XzPQ/TaxOMlJN_oI/AAAAAAAADB4/zBNSS7X9YK4/s1600/080DL1.jpg)</div><em>Who: Chloe<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: The Dinner Guests<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Serving dinner</em><br><hr>Chloe bit her lip when Lord Henshaw's nephew put his mouth on her nipple. She hadn't expected such vulgarity from one with nobility in his blood. As humiliated and revolted as she was, the French maid knew she could not protest or else her punishment would be swift and severe. So Chloe laid there as J.F. sucked at her nipple, silently praying for this evening to be over quickly. 
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				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 04:29:48</strong>
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				Who: J.F Henshaw<br>Where: The Dining Room.<br>With: Chole , everyone<br>When:Dinner <br><br><br><br>J.F's obsidian&nbsp; eyes quickly glanced up at Chole as he sucked on her nipple. He was annoyed as the maid remained silent despite his actions. Normally he would expect a moan or a shutter but nope. Just a strange sort of silence. Unhindered by the lack of reaction , he removed his mouth from the maid's nipple and took her silken hand within his own."Let's play a little game , Chole. It's called let's try to pleasure Lord J.F without making a mess of dinner. If you need any motivation , know that I shall give your bottom quite the thrashing if you don't please me fully." The young lord whispered softly in the French female's ear as he placed her hand down the front of her trouser. He gently guided her hand along his shaft in an attempt to explain to her what he wanted done. His member softly began to harden as she held his sex within her grasp.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 04:49:41</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Alice Pratt<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Dining Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Anyone<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 - Dinner<br><hr><br>After Alice had finished her enjoyable time with Lord Andrew and Lady Elizabeth, she cleaned herself up once more and made her way to the dining room. She helped where need be, but stayed out of the way for the most part...available if needed, but not intruding on the guests and family.
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				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 03:38:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGg2yz3XzPQ/TaxOMlJN_oI/AAAAAAAADB4/zBNSS7X9YK4/s1600/080DL1.jpg)</div><em>Who: Chloe<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: The Dinner Guests<br>When: Day 1<br>What: Serving dinner</em><br><hr>At first Chloe as relived when J.F. stopped sucking on her nipple. She had hoped that he had gotten bored with her. But she was proven to be so very wrong when he placed something in her hand. And first the virginal girl had no idea what the long and soft object was. But as it hardening in her grasp, she realized in horror just what she was gripping. It was his cock! Chloe let out and released his penis.<br><br>"Please, monsieur," the maid whispered. "Just... leave me alone. I beg you."<br><br>She didn't want to speak too loud and risk punishment from her masters. Chloe was shocked this sort of behavior was tolerated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Weekend in the Cuntry - Mealtime fun</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 15:47:55</strong>
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				Who: Lord Andrew henshaw<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Belle. Anyone<br>When: Day 1 - Dinner<br><br>After his time with Elizabeth and Alice, Andrew knew he should head to dinner, while he understood the shock value of the living platters it had never been his thing, he enjoyed giving pleasure, and while there could be some satisfaction in making one of them cum without dropping everything, he prefered it when his vic..partners were able to trash around freely, well maybe held down by some restrain.<br><br>After the speech he moved to Belle, and placed his hand on her lower back "Want me to get you something to drink? Your face was almost as red as your hair, he said with a friendly smile"<br><br>His eyes also scanned for Miku, he had promised to keep her safe after all.
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 04:19:16</strong>
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				<strong>Who:</strong> Lady Arabella "Belle" Henshaw<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Lord Andrew Henshaw, Everyone<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 - Dinner<br><strong>What:</strong> Dinner<br><hr><br>Belle gasped as she felt someone's hand on her lower back. Looking up to her handsome brother, she smiled a bit less hostilely than earlier and nodded.<br><br>"Yes. I would love something to drink."<br><br>Her entire life was being turned upside down, so anything to calm her would be good.
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				Post by: <strong>Love And Submission</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 04:26:06</strong>
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				Who: J.F Henshaw<br>Where: The Dining Room.<br>With: Chole , everyone<br>When:Dinner <br><br><br>J.F rolled his eyes in an annoyed fashion. "I'm not going to leave&nbsp; you alone until you pleasure me. Now do your job." J.F commanded softly but harshly. Chloe refusal was really starting to annoy the young lord. He smiled slightly at&nbsp; Belle&nbsp; as he waited for chole&nbsp; to follow his command.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 09:10:10</strong>
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				Who: Lord Andrew henshaw<br>Where: The Dining Room<br>With: Belle. Anyone<br>When: Day 1 - Dinner<br><br>Andrew smiled, he wasn't sure if it was his promise to protect Miku or what, but it seemed like Belle was more at ease around him. He poured her a drink and brought it to her.<br><br>"Are you feeling better Belle?"
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