Love Lost and Found Again

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From High Hill located in the middle of Sir Daniel's estate Hull Manor you can see the cathedral spire in Wakefield ten miles away to the north, the village of Hull-on-Calder within the estates boundaries and take in the expanses of barley fields and sheep pasture that the estate derives much of it's income from. It is the best vantage point to view all of the estate and surrounding country with it's ancient oak providing shade in the summer and it's massive trunk shielding the viewer from the cold winds that blow down from the Southern Pennine Moors during the winter. Lucy had always loved this view, which is why Sir Daniel Hull had her buried here when his wife of a meer six years passed away from cholera. When ever he can and even at times when time is most pressing Daniel comes here. The church may frown on such things but he will swear that he can still hear her soft laughter amongst the branches of the oak, even in winter.

The manor to the south is hidden by the rise of the hill. The southern slope has a gradual slope and is planted with apples, pears, plums, walnut and cherries before levelling off and turning to the great house's gardens which Lucy loved so much. Arising he kisses his finger tips and transfers his undying love to her headstone made of local millstone grit quarried from the Pennines which dominate the western view.. She had loved to walk the moors. Once they had even ventured to hiked as far as Ilkey Moor, even though he had missed out on a business deal that would have netted two thousand pounds. Money had not mattered when ever he was with her. And with her gone nothing really mattered anymore.

He would give it all away for just one more day with her. His fifteen thousand pounds a year from shrewdly made speculations and investments in the railroads, his ten thousand pounds yearly from the estate and the two thousand a year from his father's legacy gained from the family's generational interest in wool and cloth. What is a law degree, a townhome in London and an estate worthy of a peer in comparison to the loss of his beloved? Nothing! Just words on a paper and entries in a balance book.

Daniel turns and walks away, turning to have a last look at her burial place before he descends over the hill's rise and begins the half mile walk back to the house.

 

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Anna looked down at her wine soaked clothes and let out an almost silent sight. She had been distracted and walked right into the cook as he was opening a bottle of wine. Not only was she a mess, but she was sure the meal would now be late as well. She was beginning to feel like a bit of a disaster.

A noise at the door startled her and she rushed to begin changing her clothes so she could rush off back to the main house. When she realized it was just the wind her breathing begin to calm. He was her husband, she thought, but yet even the thought of him walking into their home terrified her. As she finished dressing her hand brushed against a bruise on her leg. A reminder of few nights ago...

Finally looking presentable again Anna rushed out the door and headed back towards the main house, hoping she would return before anyone realized she was missing.

 

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Crews of estate workers, harvesting the apple crop, are on their dinner break as Sir Daniel walks back to the manor. He is greeted appropriately by tipped hats and polite "Evenin' Sir" from those he passes. Lucy had insisted he become familiar with many of his people by name. She was a very progessive woman and even taken the time to teach her lady's maid Anna how to read, write, and do sums. He found it had actually contributed to an increase in the amount of work that got done in a day.

Lucy had also insisted before she died that he ensure Anna was looked after. She had looked on the girl just a couple of years younger as a confidant and close companion more than just a maid. Lucy had been an immeasurable help with his correspondences and letters. So Daniel had let Anna continue as his secretary, although at the wage of a lady's maid not that of a proper professional secretary who would invariably been a man. That had brought complaints from his steward, butler and housekeeper as being highly inappropriate and even scandalous. True to Lucy's last wishes he had dismissed their complaints with a warning that he would brook no gossip among the staff as to his relations with the girl. His friends in London had reacted with raised eyebrows when he appeared in London with her. No doubt they assumed he was fucking her. The fact she is married only added to the height their eyebrows reached.

Anna had married a young man from the village and as Lucy was loathe to part with the girl's company had insisted that he be employed as the estate gatekeeper which entitled him to a small cottage. Daniel had never been able to resist Lucy when she insisted, so the couple had moved into the cottage as man and wife. It had meant that Anna's duties as Lucy's maid had suffered and the girl found herself going back and forth between the house and cottage at odd hours. Anna's husband seemed to not complain. Anna's income which rightly became his upon marrying the girl made him quite well off for just a gatekeeper. Daniel had never warmed to the man. Something about his eyes disturbed him. Lucy seemed at times jealous of the man and had avoided dealing with him, as was rightly proper for the lady of the estate. So Daniel knew little of him or Anna's relationship with the man. It would have been inappropriate of him to inquire anyways. As long as he did his job that was as far as Daniel thought of him. After all she was his property now.

Daniel finds that meals taken alone are the worst part of being a widower. So to keep his mind from dwelling on the loneliness of meal by himself, he sometimes invites Ana to join him. She has become quite invaluable, as any good secretary should be, and their meals together while infrequent usually are working meals with conversations devoted to business and plans for trips to London to conduct business. Tonight is one of those nights and he finds himself looking forward to it.

Undoubtedly espied from an upper window walking back to the manor, he finds that while all the servants and footmen are in place Anna is late. He takes his place at the center of the long table and is immdeiately served the first course. In Anna's place, across from him, her dish is served yet covered. Cook can hardly be expected to delay serving dinner on the account of a late arriving employee.

 

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Sam Cooper walks up the path to his cottage in time to see his wife, Anna, hurry out the back door heading to the manor. She had informed him that Sir Daniel had wanted her to dine with him tonight. He had not expected to see her until late in the evening. Luckily she is in a hurry or she might have caught sight of him and the daughter of one of the tenant farmers hanging off his arm. Not that he cares what she thinks. If she had made any objections he would have just taken his belt to her as he does on a regular basis.

When the drink is on him, he is tempted to use his fists but Sir Daniel might take exception to his secretary visibly banged up. When Lady Lucy had been alive, he had to control his anger in case her ladyship noticed any injuries to her little pet. Now that she was dead as long as he did not hurt her face Sir Daniel was hardly to have reason to complain. After all she was his property.

 

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"I am so sorry sir..." Anna said softly as she entered the dinning room "I had to run home and I thought I would be able to make it back in time." She said down, carefully smoothing out her dress as she did so. "What was it that you wished to discuss tonight sir?" She asked before starting on her food.

 

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Daniel had risen as Anna entered the room. It had taken a stern word to the butler to ensure that the footmen at dinner had treated Anna like a proper lady but now they move to push her chair in as she sits. Of course it is only a junior footman who assists her. With his first footman pushing in his own chair, Daniel sits as Anna starts to eat.

"Think nothing of it, Anna," he replies, "I had only just sat down myself."

He reaches inside his coat and pushes some papers across the table.

"When last in London, a friend gave me a pamphlet written by a Dr. John Snow. He seems to believe that the cholera is transmitted through water not the night air as is commonly thought. After reading it and his conclusions I believe he may have a point."

"So therefore I have decided to have two wells drilled for the village. The waters of the Calder have become so foul that the salmon are no longer to be had from the river. Last season we only caught three," he announces, "I have talked with the land steward but he feels this is pure conjecture and does not fall within his duties to arrange as it will not increase profits or decrease costs. On the contrary in fact."

"So I will take it on myself. I want you to write letters to three contractors in Wakefield inviting them to tender bids on digging the wells. Their names and addresses are in with the pamphlet. The harvest is upon us and as such labour is some what short to be handled by the village."

His discourse is interrupted momentarily by the second course arriving and first course plates taken away.

"I have also been invited to shoot grouse with Mr. Smith this weekend," naming an a gentleman farmer with lands running into the Pennines properly, "So I will be leaving early tomorrow morning." "I will be back Monday morning so after you have dispatched the letters that should leave you free to spend some time with your husband."

"I do not expect visitors so he should have little to do himself until I return."

 

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Anna almost chocked on her food at the mention of her husband. "I'm sure my husband will find plenty of ways to keep himself busy. I really should focus on these letters while your away... Maybe it would be best if I stay here for a few days. I would really like to look into this a bit..." She said glancing at the pamphlet "if you don't mind sir.."

 

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"I hardly think that you will need two days to read a pamphlet and write three letters," Sir Daniels replies, "Besides your place is in your husband's house." "It is not proper that you ignore your wifely duties."

"You perform your duties as my secretary very well and I certainly would miss having you about after all these years. But you have a husband and I would not be the cause of anymore unseemly gossip than that which undoubtedly circulates already."

He entirely misses the glances that pass between the servants in the dining room, who are all to aware from village gossip what sort of man Anna has married.

"It will be almost a holiday for you. You won't have to run back and forth between the manor and your husband's house, for a couple of days anyways."

The third course of four is delivered to Sir Daniel and Anna.

 

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Anna did her best to hide the tears in her eyes. "Thank you sir, I'm sure Sam will appreciate my time with him..." She said knowing very well that Sam wouldn't care. If anything it might just upset him that he'll be stuck with his wife instead of his ever expanding list of lovers. Anna became quiet the rest of the meal, barely looking up from her food.

 

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Daniel worries sometimes about Anna. Since Lucy died she seems to be suffering from a melancolia. He wonders if he has done her any favour by making her his secretary. Assuming what is naturally a male role while juggling a women's natural role as home maker may be to much for her. Lucy seemed to cope with balancing running his house with the demands of keeping his correspondences and letters in order. Or perhaps she is taking the loss of Lucy harder than he is. She certainly seemed happier when Lucy was alive. Combined with her income and his her husband, Sam Cooper, is quite well off. Perhaps he spends a bit too much time in the village pub but that may be due to the fact that his wife is absent from the house for extended periods. Maybe he should consider employing a proper secretary. He could give Anna a very good severance such that her husband and herself would not be much inconvenienced by the loss of her income.

"I must see to the packing of my things for the weekend," he says across the table, as the meal ends, to a quiet and subdued Anna, "I will be leaving early." "I hope you enjoy a bit of time off."

"Good night."

Sir Daniel stands up and departs the dining room.

 

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"Goodnight Sir..." Anna stands up and leaves just a few minutes after he does. She quietly walks back to her home. Her thoughts filled with worries about what the next few days will bring. She clutches the pamphlet tightly in her hand, maybe she could still find a way to convince her husband that she will need to spend time alone to work.... Taking a deep breath she enters the house.

 

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"Ow! Sam not so rough!" exclaims the farmer's daughter as Anna's husband, Sam Cooper, pulls her hair hard and slams his cock in and out of her cunny.

Sam's reply is to roughly squeeze on of her large breasts which spill out of her open bodice. He is on the verge of coming and could care less about the comfort of the girl he has on her hands and knees with her dress flipped up in the middle of the bed he shares with his wife. If he even hears the door of the cottage open he pays no attention.

The girl on the other hand manages to move so that his cock, wet with her juices, slips out from inside her. She half turns and slaps his arm hard, causing him to release his grip on her hair.

"Someones here," she hisses, "Oh God!" "Your wife!"

She scrambles off the bed, her large breasts hanging out with her hair in disarray. The girl eyes the bedroom window of the two room cottage.

"Bloody 'ell!" Sam exclaims with his cock hard and rampant protruding from his trousers.

The girl throws the window open as Sam moves behind her and grabs her tits.

"No, Sam," she whispers, "If she catches us people will think I'm a slut."

"You are a slut," Sam says back in he ear, not bothering to lower his voice.

The girl turns and slaps him. Which is a mistake. Sam visciously slaps her back which sends her sprawling to the floor. He drags her to her feet and shoves her towards the window.

"Get out, slut."

He puts his still hard cock away and not paying her anymore mind, leaves the bedroom closing the door behind him. Sam ignores Anna for the moment and pours himself a large glass of gin from a bottle on the table. He turns and stares at his wife.

Sam was the son of one of the more prosperous farmers on the estate. When his parents both died within a few months of one another, he had found himself suddenly responsible for his own life and upkeep. Still a bachelor he had set his sights on Anna. She was the prettiest girl in the village. Sam never had problems attracting women. His boyish good looks, ready wit and charm always stood him in good stead with the fairer sex. A good prosperous farm had helped too. Although under his care things on the farm had started to slip. When they had married and Lady Lucy expressed an interest in Anna staying on as her maid, contary to custom, and had convinced Sir Daniel to offer him the position as estate gatekeeper he had jumped at the offer. With Anna's income combined with his own, he would be quite well off. Far better off than a tenant farmer on even the best of farms.

The long hard hours of keeping a farm going had never appealed to him. Now with the light duties of gatekeeper and the large income he could indulge in his favourite pastime which was spending a good deal of time in the local pub. Once the estate gates were locked or when ever Sir Daniel was in London on business he could usually be found there. Quite free with buying rounds of drink and still a charmer with the ladies, he had a bit of a reputation in the village. But as Anna was very busy going back and forth serving as Lady Lucy's maid and keeping house for him as best she could, he had been able to hide his affairs for quite awhile. Men were almost expected to have affairs. And with his wife frequently away or in the manor until late at night, no one saw fit to hold his philandering against him.

Sam Cooper had half a dozen women in the district he visited regularly or snuck into his cottage when Anna was up in the manor or when she attended to Lady Lucy in London. These comprised the most wanton of sluts in the area. A necessary requirement as Sam's favourite thing to do to a women was sodomize her. It kept the chances of an inconvenient pregnancy down to a minimum. For which he was quite willing to perfom cunnilingus on them, the act which typically transformed the nicest of girls into wanton sluts. Along with a goodly portion of spirits.

Anna, of course, had steadfastedly refused to be used that way. Only after Lady Lucy's death had he felt free to use a greater degree of violence on her to force her to submit to him. She fought him when he tried to sodomize her and earned herself a whipping. He promised to beat her every time she denied him the use of her arse. As Anna was not considered a person under law and by rights his property he was free to use her as he saw fit and legally allowed to beat her if she refused. Sam Cooper particularly enjoys taking his belt to her.

Anna's husband is not pleased she has returned earlier than expected. He drinks back his large gin and pours himself another.

"Sir Daniel done with you early?" he sneers.

 

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"He has to prepare to go on a trip to deal with some business..." Anna said walking over to start cleaning some dishes "He will be gone all weekend so He said I should stay here." She said telling him the truth "are you hungry? I can make you something to eat." She did her best to smile and ignore the obvious ruckus that occurred as she walked in.

 

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Sam drains pours back his gin and walks up behind his wife. He takes Anna by the hips and pull her back towards him hard.

"I'm hungry," he growls in her ear, "But not for food."

He thrusts his hpis forward to grind his erection against Anna's backside while he reaches around to grab her breasts. Lady Lucy had handed down many of her dresses to Anna over the years. This means her clothing is quite modest with more than a few petticoats under her dress and a tightly laced high bodice. Sam has a hard time feeling her up through the constrictive and covering clothing.

"So, Sir Daniel wants you to be a good wife and serve your husband. Is that it? What I need him to give my wife permission to serve her lawful husband's needs?"

He reeks of gin as he pushes up against her.

"Leave those, " he says letting her go, "It's time for bed." "Get undressed and wait for me."

Sam gives Anna a shove in the direction of the bedroom then pours another gin.

 

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Anna starts to cry, more from fear than sadness, as she rushes into the bedroom. Noticing the open window she thinks about climbing out and taking off. It wouldn't do her any good, he would just catch her and beat her twice as bad. Feeling helpless she slowly begins to undo the many layers of dress she wears. Once fully naked she stands at the side of the bed and waits for her husband to come in.

 

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Sam gives Anna a few minutes to get undressed while he drinks heavily. Making her wait for him makes it better for him.

Finally he gets up and taking his gin goes to the bedroom. Sam makes a point of slamming the bedroom door behind him. He doesn't bother to get undressed himself and just advances on Anna after downing his drink and setting the glass down. He can see she has been crying, which makes him smile. Anna is quite a bit slimmer than his mistresses and sluts. A couple of the farm girls and wives could put up a serious opposition to his more perverted desires if they wished. Anna has never been able to fight him off effectively. Except when he tries to stick his cock in her arse. She will take a whipping before being sodomized. Which he is quite willing to do.

He closes with her and takes her by the back of her head and forces her mouth to his. His other hand moves between her legs and he forces two fingers inside Anna's fanny. As usual she is not ready or receptive.

 

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Anna tries to push him away. Her legs and arms working hard to try and shove him off of her, or at least remove his hand from her pussy. It's of no use though. No matter how hard she fought Anna was never any match for Sam. She was powerless and there was nothing she could do.

 

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Sam likes it when Anna fights him. It makes his cock even harder. If she hadn't come home early, he would have spent his seed on the farmer's slut of a daughter. Then he probably would have drank himself to sleep. He had enjoyed seducing her when they first met, knowing that if he bided his time her salary as Lady Lucy's maid would be his. Sam had been smart enough to curtail his fucking the local women and only travel to Wakefield on occassion to sate his appetites. There had been several rapes of young women that occured in the town when he visited.

He just tightens his grip on her hair and fucks his fingers in and out of her cunt while his palm rubs hard over her clitoris. Sam knows her cunt will react to save her from the pain and tearing that will occur when he penetrates her. Sometimes he just takes her, just so he can see her face grimace in pain and hear her whimper in pain. But with Sir Daniel gone for the weekend he intends to get good use from his wife's fanny. If he hurts her too much now she will be so dry by tomorrow that he might will not derive as much pleasure from her tight cunt.

Anna struggles against his brutal advances while he attempts to kiss her. So he bites her lower lip and tastes blood as he does. Sam contemplates giving her a whipping before he uses her as punishment for interrupting his adulterous liason.

 

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Anna managed to push his lips away from hers, but nothing more. "Please..... Please let me go...." She cried "I am begging you Sam don't do this...". Anna's sobs grew louder as she pleaded with him. Why hadn't she just run... Why had she ever agreed to marry such a man. Anna felt like such a fool. She was too ashamed to tell anyone about what he did to her, she knew there were suspicions and rumors but she could bear to confirm that they were true.

 

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Pulling his fingers out of her unwilling cunt and switching from holding Anna by her hair to her throat. Sam slaps her hard and pushes her back on the bed.

"You're pathetic," he sneers quite drunk now, "You're my wife and you will submit to me." "Or I'll give you something to cry about."

Sam in a well practiced movement whips his belt off, folds it in half and begins to give Anna a whipping. He doesn't aim for any spot on her slim body in particular. He just wants to hear her scream and beg. A thoroughly evil grin splits his otherwise handsome face spoilt only by cold hard eyes.

 

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Instinctively Anna pulls her arms up to cover her face. Her sobbing is stopped only by screams each time the belt makes contact with her skin. She knows if she begs for him to stop it will just get worse, but she refuses to give in to him. He can beat her until her skin is nothing more than one large bruise if that's what it takes but she won't let him break her.

 

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Every time Anna screams the grin on Sam's face breaks into a smile. Thoroughly enjoying himself, he beats her mercilessly. In a very short time her body is covered in raw red stripes from the heavy belt. In more than a few places her skin is broken and a trickle of blood will run until bloated by the bed sheets.

Sam's arm eventually tires and he breaks into a sweat. He tosses the belt onto the bed and admires his handiwork for a moment.

"Don't move!" he snarls, "I'm not finished with you yet."

He turns and leaves the room and a sobbing Anna to return with the gin bottle. Leering down at Anna's naked body, he drinks heavily from the bottle. When there is just a couple of inches left in the gin bottle he places it down on the small table beside the bed. And then undoes his pants and pulls out his hard cock. Sam climbs on the bed and roughly flips Anna on to her back. Forcing her legs apart he moves to grab her hands and hold them over her head, holding her slender wrists in his hand. With the other hand he rubs his the glan of his erection over the lips of her cunny.

"If Sir bloody Daniel was good enough to allow me time with my wife. I'll take advantage of the opportunity."

Sam with one hard thrust shoves his hard cock deep inside Anna's cunt, wether she is ready for him or not.

 

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"Aaahhhh!!!!" Anna screamed even louder then before as he thrust into her unready cunt. The pain was immense. It didn't matter how many times he did this she could never get used to the feeling. Her legs tried kicking him away but she was so exhausted she couldn't put up a struggle for more then a few moments.

She hoped it would end soon as he began roughly thrusting in and out of her. Slamming her body hard into the bed with each thrust. She had learned how to keep her moans silent as he ravished her. She refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing anything but her now soft wimpering. Laying there still she tried to focus her mind on anything else. This time her mind started to drift to the letters she had been asked to write... She tried to think of the wording in her head.

 

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Sam's satisfaction comes from the humiliation and pain he inflicts on Anna not from the feel of his prick in her cunny. A few times he has spent in his pants when he has beaten her. He almost came when she screamed as he entered her. Half the time he is fucking other women he fantasizes Anna being there to watch. When she winces and whimpers from pain he knows who is the one with all the power.

Any woman he fucks he does it for the pleasure of the power he has over them. From believing his lies about undying love, to seeing them abase themselves for a schilling or the knowledge that if found to be getting fucked by him it is the women who would pay the price by being thrown out of home or labelled as a fallen woman.

Drunk as usual he uses his wife for his own pleasure. Fucking his prick in and out of her good and hard. The slut in their bed earlier had gotten him almost to the point of climax and he is close to being ready to pull out and spurt his semen over Anna's body. But as he looks down at her, he feels that she has some how gone away. Her small whimperings and twitches from pain tonight are not enough for him. He wants her to be fully involved in her rape.

So to get her attention he slaps her hard and follows with up with the back of his hand. Then he puts his hand to her throat and squeezes.

"Look at me!" he demands, "Make it good for me or I swear I will choke the life out of you."

 

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Anna grabs his arm, desperately trying to pul his hand from her throat as she gasped for air. His grip just seemed to get tighter as she caught to be free. He was going to kill her, she was sure of it. But just as the thought entered her mind he loss ends his grip, just enough that she could breath although still ragged and shallow.

Looking up at him the fear was clear in her eyes. All she could see was a monster looking down at her, who played with her life like it was some sort of game. Anna had never been this afraid before. She knew just how powerless she truly was.