Serving Lord Weatherby, Ch 06

In this chapter, Jenny and Robert figure out what could be the cause of the enmity between the Lord and them, although only a portion, as he treats all women the same. They try to plan for what will be her next fertile period, as she's staying with the Lord the entire week she's fertile. This chapter contains anal sex and oral sex. This is a copyrighted work of fiction and is not to be altered, copied, edited or published in written or any other format without the written consent of the author. ©️Copyright 2026

Serving Lord Weatherby, Ch 06

The Next Sunday with Her Husband

Sarah Marsh wasn't in Robert's bed when I got home, nor even in the house. As much as I was willing to share Robert, I was glad she wasn't there. The house looked better, so at least she was doing some of her job. Robert was up, making himself breakfast. I took over for him after kissing him and bid him have a seat.

"You're late," he said.

"Lord Weatherby had Rabbie's Kate on her wedding night last night, and I walked her home, stopping at the church for absolution and then at the inn where Rabbie was waiting."

"How did they take it?"

"She was crying and sobbing up a storm to start, but I told her that her husband isn't going to want a crying baby his first day and night with her, and with luck, Rabbie's cock would be the last one she'd ever feel in her. She's not comely enough for the Lord to keep her as a maid. He just wanted to spoil her for her husband before sending her home. I didn't talk to Rabbie, as he immediately took her up to their room."

That brought up the next piece of news I had to impart. "I imagine you heard Will, the pig farmer, fucked me?"

"I did."

"Lord Weatherby told him to go up to the inn and brag about it."

"Why?"

"I'm not sure. There was something else though. It was Will told the Lord that Sarah Marsh had moved some things into the house. He asked me if you'd taken her as a lover and I said I told you to hire a housekeeper, and it was probably the reason she moved in. He asked if she was still fertile and I said I believed she was. He asked me what I'd do if you started bedding her, and I said little enough since I was gone most of the week. He wondered out loud if he should fuck Sarah, taking her from you or fucking her in front of you. To me, it sounded as if he had a personal reason for torturing you. Has he a reason to hate you?"

"I don't even know the man."

"Nothing?"

"I can't think of a thing. He's been gone for years. He was raised elsewhere."

"What about when you were younger, just a young lad? Did you know him then?"

"Not by name."

"What about some blonde-headed kid? Did you ever play with a fair-haired boy?"

"Shit!" Robert said.

"Do you remember something?"

"Aye, something. I was about seven or eight when this older kid started shoving his hands under the girl's skirts. I smashed his face and knocked him to the ground and told him I'd do worse if he didn't leave the lasses alone. He said something about did I know who his father was, and I told him I didn't, and didn't care. I never saw him again."

"Does that sound like Lord Weatherby, hands under every girl's skirts, fucking them before their husbands can, and doing all he can to rub your nose in it?"

"Aye, it does."

"I think we know why he got sent off and was raised elsewhere. The old Lord heard about it and sent him away before he ruined some girl's reputation. The old Lord was a decent sort who didn't practice jus primae noctis. Now, the new Lord gets to fuck any woman he wants and no one to say he can't. His men ensure there's no strong lad to knock him on his ass. You might want to warn Sarah and tell her for sure she's not to brag about bedding you, or the Lord will surely plant a baby in her, just to rub your face in it."

"Aye, I'll do it when I see her next. So, the Lord didn't fuck you last night, because he was busy with Kate?"

"Yes, although he made sure Clarence, his Captain of the Guard, had me last night. He'd make sure I never came home to you untouched. I have both good news and bad news. My cycle started on Thursday, so I know I'm not carrying the Lord's bastard or your child yet. The bad news is I'm still bleeding, although I think it's the perfect opportunity for my husband to claim my ass for the first time."

I dished up our food and took a seat with him.

"The really bad news is, that by my estimation, my next most fertile time of my next cycle will start on a Monday, and end on a Friday, which gives you no chance at all to give me a child unless we take some chances."

"What kind of chances?"

"I want you to come to the manor and spend the nights sleeping in the stables for that week. Any night I'm not actually spending the night in the Lord's bed, I'll sneak out and spend with you in the hay. I expect great things from you. I want you filling me up with so much of your seed, he will have a hard time getting through it. Obviously, you'll be tired during the days, and not your best, so hopefully you can work something out with Mister Hardy. You won't be making any deposits in Sarah Marsh that week, as I intend to have it all, but you can kiss her cunny to keep her satisfied."

"How often does it happen you don't spend the night in the Lord's bed?"

"Last week, due to soreness and my blood time, I spent no nights in his bed. He had my mouth and ass a few times, but Will was the only one who fucked my cunt, and that was brief. He was so dirty, the Lord didn't have me again the rest of the day and ensured I was well bathed before he took me again. I doubt that will continue, especially if he figures out when my fertile time is. Now we know the reason for his enmity, I have no doubt he'll try to breed me, and make you raise his child. I only hope he doesn't keep me in his bed every night, but the other maids and I have worked out a deal. The pregnant ones are surrendering their cunts, and the non-pregnant ones are surrendering our asses and mouths, so hopefully, he's depositing his seed in infertile ground all the time."

"If he found out I was fucking Sarah, do you think he'd waste his seed in her instead of fucking you?"

"Maybe, and it should be around her safe time as she just finished her fertile time, if she's not pregnant already. Do you think she'd allow the Lord to fuck her to save me?"

"I don't know. I can ask her tomorrow."

"In the meantime, I could tell the Lord you're fucking her and how angry I am at both of you and that I hope you don't get her pregnant. Perhaps that would inspire him to go after her. Try to get word to me at the manor somehow, so I know how much I should push it. I don't want him going after her if she's not willing."

"Maybe Mister Hardy can bring word. He's shoeing a couple of the Lord's horses this week."

"Aye, maybe we can work something out. I had to clobber another lout at the inn today. After hearing Will bragging on Tuesday, some fellow grabbed my ass and I decked him with his tankard after dousing him with the ale. I made sure to have some words with the rest of them."

We'd both finished eating.

"Would you like to claim your wife's ass for the first time?" I asked.

"After we wash the dishes?"

"Nay, husband. The dishes can wait until you're spent. I want you in me as much as you can today, since I was so sore last Sunday."

He smiled and took me to our bed, with me taking hot water and soap with me. We thoroughly cleaned each other before I sucked Robert's cock and after he was fully hard, he eased it up my backside. He was thicker than the Lord, or Clarence, for that matter, so I appreciated his gentleness as he claimed me.

Since I had no one to lick me, I played with my button as Robert gently took my bottom, ensuring I climaxed a couple of times for him before he emptied himself in me.

We washed again and I spent the next half hour worshipping his cock and balls, showing him how much I loved him. I sucked his cock to completion, giving him all of myself except the bloody part.

We napped afterward, before I got up and cleaned up the kitchen and started supper. The food ended up slightly burnt as he fucked me again before we ate supper, my ass once more.

We talked a while longer, with me lazily stroking his body and the strong cock which gave me so much pleasure, while trying to formulate our plans for the next few weeks. Despite having me three times already today, Robert got hard again as we plotted, and I topped off his erection before letting him have my ass again before we fell asleep.

I drained his balls one last time before I left for the manor, using my mouth this time as it was easier to show no evidence to the Lord that my husband had fucked me. Maybe, he'd be less ready to use me if he thought there were problems between the two of us. If I wasn't important to Robert, maybe I wouldn't be as important to Lord Weatherby.

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