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Paying Lord Belfour

By: zatfiggrrl



Eleanor sat outside her father's study in the small hallway of the rectory. Her feet swung back and forth since they didn't quite touch the floor. She was waiting patiently to hear what would be happening. Ever since her mother had died a year ago, her father had been withdrawn and when he did talk to her, he spoke of leaving for India to do missionary work. 

Today, a Lord Belfour was visiting in regards to her father's trip. Lord Belfour scared her a little. When he arrived he had been scowling fiercely like something about her angered him. She couldn't recall having seen a man as tall and broad in the shoulder as he was. Her father was much slimmer and graying at his temples. He had the air of a scholar, not a caged bear. Even his Lordship's hair gave the impression of bear-like ferocity even though he wore it tamed back in a short tail. He was a bit younger than her father and it was evident by his dress that he was a man of wealth and power. Altogether his imposing physique had thoroughly intimidated her when he had looked her up and down and told her to turn around. Then he sent her out of the room to wait. Her father had been smiling pleasantly during this interaction, so she tried to ignore the feelings in her stomach of falling off a high wall his Lordship created. 

Shortly, the door swung open and Lord Belfour swept into the hall and out the door. Eleanor rose quickly. She watched Lord Belfour swing up onto his horse and ride away. 

Quickly, she ran back to her father's study. Her father looked up when she entered. "Oh there you are my dear. Go and tell Nan to make me some luncheon, like a good girl." 

Eleanor nodded. "Papa, what happened? Are we going to India?" 

Her father smiled. "Go tell Nan and then I will tell you what is to happen." 

With that Eleanor skipped off. She returned as swiftly as she could. She had been reading about India for a couple of months now and she really wanted to see an elephant. 

"Well, my dear girl, Lord Belfour has agreed to pay my passage to India. Part of the condition of the trip is that I must do some studies for him and he suggested strongly that you should remain here in England. He has agreed to pay for you to attend Miss Hyde's School for Girls until you turn 18. Then he will pay your passage to see me." Eleanor was appalled. She tried to beg, scream, and cry, but her father would not be swayed. 

Less than a week later, Eleanor found herself standing on the docks watching her father's ship drift away. Lord Belfour took her by the hand and led her to his carriage. "Come my dear we must see you off to your new school. I think you will enjoy your time there." Eleanor sniffed her tears back and entered the carriage. 

For six long years, she lived at Miss Hyde's School for Young Ladies. For the Christmas holidays, she was sent to one of Lord Belfour's houses, where she stayed with a governess. Lord Belfour would arrive right before the holiday and they would have a nice meal and exchange presents. He was always very thoughtful to her. 

On her 18th birthday, Eleanor was called down to the Miss Hyde's parlor. She was nervous, but hoped this meeting would be about her father coming home or whatever new fate Lord Belfour had decided for her. She remembered her father saying that Lord Belfour would help her go to him when she turned 18. 

When she entered the room, she curtseyed elegantly to Lord Belfour and Miss Hyde. 

Miss Hyde gestured to one of the chairs. "Sit my dear and have some tea. Lord Belfour has graciously come to talk to you about your future. Now that you are 18, you are well over the age at which I usually keep girls as you know." 

Miss Hyde's dull horse face drew back into a rare smile. Eleanor had to fight not to flinch. Every night before she had gone to bed Eleanor had prayed she would never end up like stiff stick-like Miss Hyde with dull eyes, a drooping figure, and oily grey hair. 

In an effort to physically remove herself from that future, Eleanor turned politely to Lord Belfour and sipped her tea.

For his part, Lord Belfour contemplated the beauty who now sat before him. Her messy long black hair of childhood was now sleek and tamed in a beautiful but simple plait with soft curls framing her ivory smooth face. Her gangly childish body had given way to a short and curvy body that was definitely that of a woman. She looked exotic sitting in the boring little school parlor. 

Belfour noted immediately when she entered that her old school gowns that resembled sacks to him would need to be replaced to show off her womanly frame and soft round breasts. He was looking forward to seeing just how big she had gotten. He speculated that her breasts probably wouldn't be able to neatly fill a champagne glass with what she had been given like the Queen of France had boasted. Rather he guessed they would fill a large soup bowl or better yet his hands.

Belfour leaned forward. "When was the last time you have heard from your father?" He began softly. 

Eleanor blinked those soft blue eyes framed with long dark lashes that contributed to her exotic sultry appeal. "About four months ago, his letters take awhile." 

Lord Belfour nodded. "As have I. In my letter, your father gave specific directions. It appears he moves a great deal and so he feels that it would be safer for you to remain here in England. I'm sorry my dear but your father is not a wise man. I am not sure how he can expect me to continue to take care of you at my own expense without any repayment."

Eleanor blinked at that. She had a sinking sense and she was beginning to feel very befuddled. "I...I don't understand..."

"Well, I paid for your father's passage to India. I gave him funds to get himself started when he arrived. I paid for your schooling here and your upkeep and well being. All of which was suppose to be repaid to me before I was to send you to India. But I have not received anything of the sort. So I believe we will have to work something else out. You and your father owe me a great deal of money."

"Oh dear. I didn't know. I'm terribly sorry my lord." Eleanor stammered. The world was feeling very soft and far away at this point.

Lord Belfour glanced at Miss Hyde. "Well we do not need to speak of this further at the moment. I am sure we can work something out. Come let us begin our journey."

"Journey" Eleanor echoed. She couldn't seem to collect her thoughts.

Lord Belfour led Eleanor out of the school and into his waiting carriage. Eleanor sat alone in the carriage as they began the trip. She felt lost and so very alone. Though she loved her father, she had begun to realize that he was not really a very good father. He had left her with no recourse with a man who was not even family. 

After about an hour, the carriage slowed to a stop. Eleanor sprang up into a sitting position. Highway Robbers surely! Why else would the carriage come to a stop in the middle of no where. The carriage door opened and Lord Belfour entered. 

Eleanor starred at him with panic, but she was reassured when he sat beside her and the carriage began to move again.

"Has the tea had its affect?" He questioned, giving Eleanor a speculative look. 

Eleanor struggled to think. "Tea?"

Lord Belfour smirked at her. "Good, I see it has. It should keep you calm. Let us continue our conversation, my dear." 

Eleanor nodded slowly. 

She still felt as if she was somewhat removed from the world. 

But rather than talk, Lord Belfour turned her on the carriage seat so that she faced away from him. 

She could feel him loosening the stays of her gown, but by the time she was aware of the action enough to respond he had turned her back again. Then he grabbed her hips and slid her down the seat in front of him. This caused her skirts to ride up immediately. Eleanor struggled to sit up and push him off, but Belfour was stronger. 

With swift motions, Lord Belfour removed her undergarments and her excessive petticoats. He pulled her back up to a seated position. 

"Come my dear. Sit on my lap like a good girl and we can have a nice chat about what should become of you."

Eleanor tried to gather her wondering thoughts but simply couldn't. Before she knew what had happened, she found herself sitting astride his lordship like she used to ride her pony when she was young. Lord Belfour pulled up her gown so that it circled around them, but her bare lower regions were pressed against the leather of his riding breeches. For a moment, Eleanor was distracted by that feel. Leather against her bare sensitive skin. Then Lord Belfour pulled gently on the front of her gown and her breasts sprang free. This brought Eleanor momentarily back to herself and she moved her hands to try to cover herself. 

Lord Belfour took hold of her hands and rested them on his shoulders. "Leave your hands there. You do not want to upset me now do you?" 

Eleanor shook her head. She was a bit frightened but her thoughts scattered before she could think of what to do.

"Now my dear as to the matter of you paying me back for my kindnesses to you. I have decided that you shall work for me to pay me back. I have another young ward, so you will live with us as the girl's governess. Your primary job however will be to do as I ask of you at all times." 

As he was speaking, Belfour placed one hand on her breast. 

His fingers traced the outline of her and then cupped her breast. His thumb made lazy circles over her areola. After teasing the nipple up, he pinched it between his thumb and finger, rolling it between them. Eleanor arched her back a bit away from the sensation, which inadvertently caused her breasts to thrust up and forward giving Belfour better access. The action was making her feel strangely, especially down between her legs, which rubbed against his leather pantaloons every time the carriage bounced. 

Belfour continued. "We will be traveling to my home in Wiltonshire first, so that you can begin your training as governess. I can't have you teach my young ward untrained." 

Belfour's hand not occupied with Eleanor's breast slipped under her gowns to her soft swollen mound. He ran his fingers over her and began to massage her most sensitive area. Eleanor moaned softly. Her few focused thoughts were shocked about what was occurring to her, but she didn't dare move nor could she really. As Eleanor grew wet, Belfour slipped his finger up inside her and began to move it in and out. Eleanor squirmed trying to escape this invasion of her body, but Belfour's grip on her breast grew tighter.

"Settle my dear. Remember you must do what I want from you. You owe me a great deal for my kindnesses to you."

Eleanor sucked her breath in sharply. Belfour added a second finger inside her and continued the thrusting motion. Then his thumb returned to her nub. He alternated between rubbing her and sinking his fingers into her. Eleanor moaned and squirmed as the motions grew harder and faster. She felt new sensations arch over her. The sensations grew in power and seemed to well up in her. She thought for a moment she would explode. Then her body began convulsing and she felt a release. 

Belfour laughed. "Excellent my dear. Now take your proper place in this carriage... on the floor."

Eleanor was breathing hard and had trouble understanding what he meant. But he put his hands on her hips and pushed off of him onto the floor. "My, my, you made quite a mess on me." Belfour continued with a laugh. "You had better clean that up." 

Eleanor starred at the stain of wet on his pants. She was fairly certain that she had not made water, but she did feel awfully wet between her legs. Belfour handed her a handkerchief. 

"Get going and clean me up. We will be stopping for luncheon soon." 

Eleanor began dabbing at the wetness, but it was sticky. Belfour commanded that she use her tongue to lap it up. Startled Eleanor tried to demur, but he pushed her head to his pants. Blushing hard, Eleanor licked tentatively at the wet spot. It tasted oddly. 

Belfour groaned. "Oh dear." He said. "Now you have done it, you naughty girl." 

Eleanor sat back on her heels and looked up at him appalled. She did not want to do something wrong. Belfour leaned back in the seat. 

"Open my pants." Eleanor frowned. "Open my pants and do not make me say it again." Eleanor sat up on her knees and reached out hesitantly to undo his pants. When the front flap was open, she saw a strange appendage, which appeared to grow taller as she watched. 

Belfour took her hands. "Firmly!" He commanded. "Grip me and move your hand up and down." He used her own hands to demonstrate. 

"See how big it grows. This is my manhood, my penis. You have woken it up. From now on, anytime you wake it up you must tire it out. I will talk you through it this time. Lick it. That's it. Lick it like you would an ice. All over...yes." 

Eleanor ran her tongue over the tip of it and then around it like she was eating one of her favorite ices. 

When she reached the base, Belfour groaned. "Lick the balls too. Take them in your mouth. Oh that's it, good girl, you're a natural at this. Now use your hands again. Hmmm wonderful. Use your hands and put the end in your mouth. Use your tongue and take more of me into your mouth...good girl." 

Belfour leaned back some. Eleanor ran her hands over his balls and the base of his manhood as she licked and sucked on the rest of him. She kept part in her mouth and she noticed that each time she swallowed or when she moved her tongue or moved parts of him in and out of her mouth Belfour moaned a little. 

After a bit, Belfour put his hand on her head and pushed her down onto himself more. His hips began to thrust pushing himself further into her mouth and down her throat. Eleanor had to concentrate to breathe. 

Belfour gasped. "I'm going to cum. You need to swallow everything that comes out. I mean it everything." With a shout, Belfour sent streams of warm liquid spewing into her mouth and Eleanor had to swallow rapidly to take it all in. Belfour's legs went ridged and then he sank back with a sigh. 

He patted her head. "Not bad for your first time. We will have to work on this more. Now lick me clean." Eleanor licked his cock as it slowly lost its stiffness. Then Belfour showed her how to place it back inside his pants before he drifted off to sleep. 

Eleanor remained on the carriage floor. Her mouth filled with the taste of him. She was too shocked by everything to move.

Paying Lord Belfour Ch. 02



Eventually, the carriage slowed. Belfour woke up and tied Eleanor's dress back up. He would not allow her to put back on her petticoats and undergarments though. Instead, he shoved them into one of the side compartments of the carriage. He used his coat to cover the stain on his pants. When they left the carriage, Eleanor saw that they were at a large manor house though it was not one she recognized. 

An elegant man came sauntering down the steps to greet Lord Belfour. 

"Is this the girl then?" He asked turning to Eleanor. 

"No, no this is my ward's governess. We are working on her training." Belfour responded. 

"Ah good, good." The man responded. "Come and get refreshed." 

A young maid came to lead Eleanor off. 

Lord Belfour turned from speaking to his friend to address her. 

"We are staying the night here. Go and take a bath. I will up shortly to see to your attire for this evening." Eleanor blushed and curtseyed. She felt certain that her clothes from school would be decidedly out of place here. But she followed the maid without comment.

Lord Rathbone led Lord Belfour up the stairs. "I must show you my new modifications. I have put you in one of the rooms." They entered the room Lord Belfour was to use and Lord Rathbone led him over to the bed. On the wall above the bed was a set of thin chains and on the wall beside the bed was a large mirror. Though Belfour and Rathbone had many of the same predilections, Belfour privately thought the room was a bit extreme. Rathbone then led Belfour over to a door.

Belfour noted immediately that the door led to the bathing chamber where Eleanor was having her gown removed by the maid. As they watched, she stepped out of her gown and entered the bath. Rathbone slapped Belfour on the back. 

"My, she is quite lovely. What an addition to your stable!" 

Belfour smiled. "Thank you. She is wonderful with her mouth too. After she has had some training, you should visit and try her out." 

Rathbone laughed. "Good Good. Do you require any of my stable this afternoon?" 

Belfour shook his head. "I want to begin her training immediately." 

With a short bow, Rathbone left the room. 

After watching Eleanor for a moment longer, Belfour went to Eleanor's bedchamber to wait for her to return. When she entered, she wore a long thin silk robe that molded to her damp body. Belfour felt himself getting hard immediately. Excellent, he thought.

"My lord..."

"When I come into the room or you come into a room and I am alone, you are to get on your knees, put your arms behind you, and bow your head. Do not speak unless spoken to."

Eleanor bowed her head and swiftly knelt on the floor. 

Belfour went and stood in front of her. He lifted her head so that she was looking directly at his crotch. "Kiss me hello." Eleanor started to rise. "From where you are." He ordered. "You are not my wife. You're purpose is to serve my manhood. Greet me properly." 

Eleanor hesitated uncertain about what he wanted but then leaned forward and kissed him on the front flap of his pants. 

"Good girl. Now stand and try on this gown that I had the maid pick out for you." 

Eleanor rose, but immediately looked uncomfortable. "Milord, you want me to put it on now." Belfour moved forward and took hold her by the lapel of her robe. "When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do it immediately." 

Belfour's hands dropped to the tie of her robe and tugged. Her robe fell open. Belfour gave a little smile. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are, my dear?"

Eleanor gasped and tried to cover herself with her hands. 

"Please milord. Surely we can find some other way for me to pay you back. We could write my father and insist he do something."

Belfour chuckled a little. "Now little one that is not how this works."

He pulled her to him and with a little growl kissed her between her should and neck and then began to kiss her neck. Eleanor moaned a little when he kissed a sensitive spot on her neck. Belfour raised his head. "You see, my dear, this way we both get to enjoy my payment."

Eleanor blushed. "But..."

"Hush" he admonished and then his lips came down on hers demanding, seeking. She parted her lips and his tongue invaded her mouth, taking her.

As he kissed her, he cupped her breast with his hand and began to palm her nipple. He gently pushed her backwards till her legs hit the bed. Then he lifted his head and pulled her robe off her shoulders.

Eleanor tried again. "Please milord. I can't. You can't."

"Ah but I can"

Eleanor started to struggle. "No, please."

But he tipped her back onto the bed and pinned her down. With his weight on hers, Eleanor tried hitting his shoulders. "Stop!"

Belfour straddled her waist and sat up. He removed his cravat and used it to pull her arms above her head and tie them together. Then he removed his shirt. Eleanor gasped. 

"Milord, I can be a governess, but please don't do this."

"Hush, my girl. You will grow to love this."

Eleanor felt tears come to her eyes. Her reputation would be ruined. She would never be able to get married or have children.

Belfour pressed his weight onto her again and started kissing her. He kissed her face, her tears, her nose. Then he claimed her mouth with his own. She responded though she was not sure why. Her tongue seeking his. She realized briefly she found some comfort in his kisses.

Then he moved his body, his hands trailing down her body. He licked her nipple, swirling his tongue around it. His teeth grazed it and he began to apply pressure with his mouth, suckling on her. She moaned and arched her back. The sensation was incredible and she felt blood rushing to her waist. She lifted her hips pushing her body up into his. 

He raised his head and smiled. "Just beautiful."

He slid the rest of the way down her body to the dark curls. He parted her legs. Eleanor struggled to try to sit up unsure of what he was doing. But Belfour pushed her back gently with his hand on her stomach.

He opened her up and ran his hands along her upper most thighs. "Tell me you will do whatever I want, my dear. Say it."

Eleanor eyed him warily.

Belfour looked into her eyes and used his thumb to rub her nerve. She gave a small cry. 

"Say it." He commanded softly.

Eleanor closed her eyes and tried to ignore the sensations he was creating.

Her eyes flew up when she felt his tongue take the place of his thumb. Belfour sucked on her and swirled his tongue. Eleanor gave a cry. "Oh...milord...please...don't....oooooh"

Belfour continued using his mouth to pleasure her and inserted a finger into. Eleanor shuttered and tried to close her legs against the sensations that were overwhelming her. 

She was panting unable to say anything else.

Belfour increased the pressure and inserted a second finger. He worked his fingers in and out rubbing her on the inside and using his tongue amongst her curls.

Eleanor couldn't stand it. The sensations made her feel like her whole body was going up in flames. She tried to turn her body away from his touch and bury her face in the bed clothes. Not being able to escape, she surrendered. Her entire body shuddered and throbbed as she cam.

Belfour rose off the bed as she continued to feel the aftershocks and removed his boots and pants. 

Eleanor tried to sit up when she saw him standing before her naked. She was not at all certain what was going to come next and after what she just experienced now and on the carriage ride. She wasn't sure she could handle it. 

Belfour crawled back over her and kissed her hard.

He stroked his cock and inserted the nub into her wet sheath. 

"Easy, now." He told her quietly as he entered bit by bit.

"Milord." She whispered. "You are too big. It won't fit."

Belfour chuckled and began to slowly stroke his cock into her. With each thrust he went in further. He wrapped Eleanor's legs around his waist and began to move more rapidly. Eleanor felt tears in her eyes. "Please...please..."

Belfour savored the feel of her. She was his. 

He kissed her fiercely and grinded himself against her.

He came with a grunt and collapsed on her. "Now you are mine." 

After a while of enjoying being inside Eleanor, even as his cock lost its hardness, Belfour pulled out and went to the nearby washtable and pitcher. Eleanor tried to avert her eyes. She could not believe how he flaunted his naked body. She wished the bed would swallow her up but she was too sore between her legs and her hands were still tied in his cravat. Belfour returned and gently cleaned her between the legs. Then he untied her hands. He rubbed each wrist gently and kissed them. 

"Get on your robe again and summon the maid. I want to have that dressed I picked for you mended before dinner."

Eleanor gratefully rose and pulled on the robe. She was so happy to have clothes on again. She hoped he would leave so that she could think about what had occurred and try to figure out a way to escape from him. She was both ashamed of what had happened but also aware that she had enjoyed it too.

To her chagrin, Belfour only pulled back on his clothes as they waited for the maid. He also remained as the maid helped her into the dress and gave specific directions to the maid regarding how he wanted the dress to be altered to better serve as a dinner gown.

After the maid finished, Belfour was very happy to see that her new gown was tight and pushed her breasts up to the point that any sudden movement would cause them to come free. He put his hand on the line of her bosom and pushed the cloth. Her breast immediately came free. "Excellent." He bent his head and took one of her breasts in his mouth. Eleanor gasped. His mouth kneading her breast and his tongue swirled over her nipple. His hand pinched at the nipple of her other breast. When his mouth left her breast, he looked into her face. "Whenever it is just you and I in a room, you are to leave these uncovered. Am I clear?" Eleanor nodded. "Good. Cover yourself up. We are going down for dinner now." Eleanor tucked her breasts back into the dress as best she could and followed him down the stairs. 

When they entered the room, they found Lord Rathbone with his back to them standing next to two young women, a slim brunette, and a curvier blonde at the pianoforte. While the young girl played, another young woman sat facing Lord Rathbone on the bench. As Eleanor approached, she realized the young blonde was sucking on his manhood to the timing of the piano. Rathbone glanced back, smiled and gave a little wave to the two of them. Another young woman, another pretty brunette, entered the room behind them. She introduced herself as Cordelia and asked about their trip. After a few excruciating moments for Eleanor of trying to make pleasant conversation while her host was so obviously occupied, the butler entered and announced dinner. 

The girl at the piano stopped playing. She turned and Eleanor was struck by how stunningly beautiful she was. In fact, all three girls were stunning. "Hello, my Lord, my name is Elizabeth, call me Beth, and the young woman sitting next to me is Mary. My Master is occupied, so we will lead you to dinner now." Beth and Mary each took one of Lord Belfour's arms and led him from the room. Eleanor trailed behind them. Eventually, their host joined them and the two men engaged in pleasant conversation. Eleanor was uncomfortable. The other young ladies, though pleasant, didn't even try to engage in conversation with her. They just politely ate and listened to the men talk.

After dinner, the men brought their port back to the adjoining room. Lord Belfour pulled Eleanor down beside him on the couch. He put one arm around her and with the other pulled down on her corset revealing her bosom. The arm around her began to pull and play with the breast nearest his hand. Lord Rathbone sat on the couch across with Beth on her knees beside him. Eleanor was shocked when Beth opened Lord Rathbone's pants. She brought out his manhood and began licking her tongue up and down it occasionally taking the tip in her mouth. Though Eleanor was terribly aware that she had been doing that same activity just this morning in the carriage, she was mortified to be watching some other girl doing it, especially as Lord Belfour palmed her exposed breast. 

The other two girls knelt before Belfour and undid his pants. Together they began to rub, lick and suck his cock. Eleanor squirmed and tried not to look. Belfour glanced over at her and smiled. "Watch them very carefully. They are quite skilled." 

Eleanor blushed as Belfour took her breast in his mouth as the other two girls sucked on his manhood. She felt so embarrassed by the behaviors here since she would have thought this improper for such a noble household. After some time, Rathbone dismissed the girls and Eleanor was led away to her bedroom. She smiled uncertainly at the maid who helped her change into a very thin gown. "Miss, you must drink your tea." She said softly as she left. "It will make you feel better." 

"Yes" thought Eleanor. "it probably will." 

She drank her tea and climbed into bed.

The tea made her feel relaxed and she felt her body go weightless as she drifted off to sleep. In her dreams she once again felt Belfour's hand between her legs, rubbing. She squirmed as her body responded to the sensations created. Then the hand left and something larger took its place. She tightened as she felt the invasion. It woke her and she realized that it wasn't a dream. His Lordship had his manhood inside her and was thrusting it ever deeper inside. She was shocked fully awake. He smiled into her face when he saw she had awakened. "Tighten your legs around me." He ordered as he slowed his thrusts for a moment. Then he increased their speed and depth. She felt the tension rising in her as it had before earlier in the day. And she shuddered with her release as he cam inside her.