Date: Tue, 10 May 2016 22:19:33 -0400 From: Sash STEELE Subject: Victorian Secrets (part six) by Sasha Steele Victorian Secrets (part six) Dorian Revisits The Woodcutter by Sasha Steele After a leisurely breakfast Dorian's valets prepared him for a late morning ride as Dorian was oft wont to do. They bathed and dried him, powdered their master's soft emasculate body with lustrous pearl powder and aromatic perfumes from abroad. Fixed his long black trusses into a braid tethered at the nap of his neck with a black satin bow. Applied cosmetics to his face - embellishment to his contoured brow, wax pastes, dark eye enhancements and red lip paint. They dressed their effeminate master in exquisite androgenic underclothing. The silk camisole fit tight Dorian's gentle contours. As were the matching silk pantalettes. The camisole was sleeveless with a mid neckline and short waist. The pantalettes had a high waist. Their legs terminated at mid thigh. There was elegant lace detailing upon both - on the camisole where the neck line formed a V and a delta shaped patch at the waist sides, and on the pantalettes at the wide waist band and hem of the leg bottoms. A boned and ribbed satin riding corset was fitted over the camisole and pantalettes to lend support whilst ridding. It was drawn taunt to Dorian's soft midsection with ribbon cross ties in back. Dorian's legs were clad in glossy white hosiery. The tight fitting stockings terminated on Dorian's thighs just below lace ends of his pantalettes. The stockings were held in place with snug silk ribbon garters. His glistening white blouse was tight fitted and done up in back with pearl latches. The blouse collar a military style band with a silk cravat folded into a diamond shape tied with a ribbon bow in back. The blouse's short tail terminated upon the waist band of his tight riding breeches. Dorian's riding costume was a Royal blue velvet. The breeches terminated below the knee. The coat bodice fit snug Dorian's torso and buttoned high on his chest. The flaring coat tail was shorter in front than in the back where loose pleats covered not three quarters of Dorian's lush rounded backside. The black polished riding boots were tight fitted in foot ankle and calf. They rose higher in front, where there were attached knee pads, than in back. The ridding boots laced up in back from the ankles to tops. And they had stubby four inch high heels designed to grip the stirrups as Dorian rode. Dorian brought his great white stead to a trot leading up to the front of the woodcutter's stone cottage. He reigned him in and shouted to the open door. "Woodcutter. Your assistance." There was no immediate response. "Woodcutter." Dorian shouted once more with a growing annoyance. The woodcutter emerged into view from the rear of the cottage. "Yes My Lord." "Assist my dismount," Dorian charged him. "Quickly man," he added with impatience. "I have need to relieve myself." "Your servant my Lord." The woodcutter took hold the bridle's headstall cheek piece and led Dorian's horse over to a small wooden mounting platform. Stepped up onto it and assisted the pampered young Lord to dismount the mighty stallion. Dorian drew his left leg over and allowed the woodcutter to use his powerful arms to gather him up in order to arrest the descent down onto the mounting platform. Dorian handed the woodcutter the reigns. Walked down the few short steps to the ground and waited while the woodcutter tethered his horse. Dorian's left hand was set upon his crotch gently gripping his genitalia. His legs were pressed together. Dorian's need to relieve himself had escalated to the point where several spurts had inadvertently been released into the penis pouch of his pantalletes as he had lifted his leg to draw it across the horse's back. The need to empty his bladder had now become a matter of some urgency. Dorian knew that, of necessity, he would be wont to relieve himself through his elegant clothing. That was quite alright but still he quashed its emanate release and waited until the woodcutter returned to him in order that the man may bare witness to the act. The enamored woodcutter looked on lustfully as the dandy androgenic Lord crouched in a shallow squat with his thighs spread and hands on knees. Dorian bent to watch himself urinate. Presently the penis pouch of his glistening white riding breaches saturated. Dorian bore down and soon a stream burst through the material and poured into the growing puddle that had formed on the ground beneath him. Dorian looked up to the woodcutter who was intent on watching the young Lord miticurate in his riding breeches. Dorian saw the rise of the woodcutter's cock in the crotch of his plain-spun britches and he smiled. Yes woodcutter, Dorian thought, you desire me now as you desired me before and so shall you have me. Or shall I say, this time it is I whom shall have you. Having fully emptied his bladder Dorian arose from the squatted position he had assumed. Turned and walked toward the woodcutter's stone cottage. "Come woodcutter," he said over his shoulder. "I have need to move my bowels." The woodcutter followed. Dorian removed his black riding cap and gloves, handed them to the woodcutter along with his riding crop. The woodcutter placed those three items on the bed. "My coat then," Dorian instructed. The woodcutter undid the long row of closely spaced buttons to open Dorian's blue velvet frock coat. He took notice that his Lordship's cock in full erection pushed forth as though a tent pole had been erected in the soaking wet penis pouch of Dorian's white ridding breeches. Dorian turned his back to the woodcutter. Allowed him to remove the frock coat from his shoulders so that the young Lord might slip out of it. The woodcutter placed that on the bed as well. "Unlace my breeches and take them down," Dorian instructed, his back still turned. The woodcutter did as he was bid. "Loosen the drawstring to my corset and take down my pantalettes. Quickly now. My need is great." The woodcutter loosed the ribbon drawstring to loosen Dorian's corset so that he may withdraw his master's pantalettes from beneath it. Dorian's round backside appeared before him and the woodcutter's stiff member throbbed. Dorian took hold the crossbar at the foot of the bed as he assumed a bent position with his legs spread. The woodcutter heard Dorian make a low guttural sound as the young Lord brought pressure to bare on his bowels. "Something to catch it with if you please woodcutter," Dorian said, followed by another grunt. The woodcutter held a plate beneath the young Lord's beautiful backside as a hardened turd appeared. Then, with more efforts, it dropped with a slight thud onto the plate. Dorian stood and turned to face the woodcutter. Took him by the shoulders, drew the brawny man to himself and kissed his lips whilst he pressed his hard naked cock into the woodcutters hard cock, clothed still, as it was, in his earthen britches. "I'll have you naked woodcutter," Dorian said. The woodcutter removed his clothing to once again find himself in the young Lord's embrace. This time, his brutish, large thick, stone-hard cock pressed against the young Lord's hairless effeminate-like erection. Dorian broke the embrace as he sank down upon the knee pads of his high riding boots. As he sank to his knees Dorian's lustful brown eyes never broke contact with those of the woodcutter's. Dorian took the woodcutter's cock fully into his moistened mouth. He moved his head allowing the woodcutter's cock to slide slowly back and fourth along his tongue. He clamped his lips to it, gently gripping the shaft so as to induce friction as it slipped along. That caused the woodcutter to moan. Dorian grasped the woodcutter's muscular backside pressuring him in to his own face whilst simultaneously pushing his mouth into the woodcutter's pubis. The woodcutters cock pressured the back of Dorian's throat. His large full scrotum pressed against Dorian's chin. Dorian smelled the musk in the woodcutter's pubis hair. Dorian brought his head back then pressed forth again and again. The woodcutter, in the throws of lust versus proper decorum didn't know what to do with his hands. Dorian aided him by taking hold to bring them to his head inducing the woodcutter to grasp hold of him. The woodcutter undulated his hips as to have sexual intercourse with the young Lord by way of his mouth. His thrusts became more powerful and with a quickened pace. The woodcutter was on the verge of ejaculating in the young Lord's mouth. Lost in the throws of his passion the woodcutter held the young Lord to him. Dorian could barely breathe. Still the woodcutter held him until at last his orgasm was exhausted. Breathing heavily, and feeling somewhat sheepish due to his aggressiveness, the woodcutter aided the young Lord to regain his feet. Yet, to the woodcutter's utter astonishment, the young Lord once again kissed him. Then he took hold the woodcutter, turning him by the shoulders to face away from him. He pressured the woodcutter forward so that the man could take hold the bed rail. Dorian took hold the woodcutter's hips drawing them back toward him and bid him to spread his legs. Again Dorian set upon his knees. He spread the woodcutter's muscular buttocks and brought his lips in osculation between the cheeks. He ran his tongue over the woodcutter's sphincter. Opened the orifice and drank in the woodcutter's earthen musk. He inserted his tongue and tasted the sharp tartness within. The woodcutter groaned with the young Lord's ministrations upon his nether region. To which Dorian continued for several minutes before he once more stood. Dorian brought his stone-hard cock to the woodcutter's anus. He brought pressure to bare against the sphincter causing it to open in passage to the anal canal. Dorian pressed on. His cock now clear of the anal canal entered the woodcutter's heated rectum where it encountered a moist and welcoming tightness. And though he had never before been sodomized the woodcutter moaned with pleasure as the young Lord continued his act of rectal intercourse with him. Presently Dorian's motions quickened as he approached a climax. He grasp tight the woodcutter's hips and held. Dorian tilted his head backward, closed his eyes, opened his mouth and groaned loudly as he ejaculated deep inside the woodcutter's rectum. And the woodcutter moaned in concert as he received his master's sperm. Dorian withdrew and the woodcutter stood to face him. They embraced. Then kissed once more before the woodcutter set to the task of redressing the beautiful young Lord in his effeminate ridding attire. The woodcutter assisted the young Lord mount his great white stead. Dorian reigned in the horse to face the woodcutter. "Once more woodcutter," he said, "you'll speak of this to no one." "Yes my Lord," said the woodcutter. Dorian reared the horse and road off into the wood. End of part six