MRWADE.191                                         By Master Wade



                   The Whores of Weddle Manor

                           Chapter Two



     Jake Weddle had never been too long without female
companionship.  He was a charming man with rugged good looks and
the bearing of someone special, and he had, over the course of his
life, been involved with several women for varying periods of time.
Some of those women had tried to interest Jake in marriage, but in
each case he very carefully explained to them that he had no
interest in ever being married.  What he wanted in his
relationships with women he could have without marriage.  What he
did not want were the very things that marriage brought to a
relationship.  Jake had known for quite some time that the women he
most enjoyed were whores.
     Jake had seen a lot of the world in his travels while a
Marine. In France and Spain, in West Germany and Sweden, in nearly
every country he had visited, Jake had found women who made their
living catering to the needs of men.  Those were the women whom
Jake had come to admire and desire most; the women that Jake could
understand and trust.
     So, it was without hesitation that Jake Weddle began a search
for women to occupy the bedrooms at Weddle Manor.  Armed with a
portfolio of photographs of his sprawling manor house and the
surrounding farm, and with a carefully constructed contract which
covered all the services he required and the remuneration to be
paid for these services, Jake traveled from country to country,
selecting the best talent he could find.
     It wasn't difficult at all for Jake to convince the young
women he selected to move to his country and to become a part of
his unique stable.  The sumptious quarters he provided were
spectacular compared to the meager living conditions of the whores
he met.  The terms of the contract he offered them provided for
incomes far exceeding anything they were accustomed to, and
demanded much less from them than anything they had known.  Each
woman was required to remain in his employ for a maximum of ten
years, at which time they would recieve a separation payment which
would allow them to begin a new life either in the United States,
or in their home country.  Whether they chose to continue their
profession or not was up to them; they would never have to do so
out of financial need, not after having been one of the Weddle
girls.
     Jake was extremely selective.  He chose no whore under
eighteen years of age and none over the age of twenty-six. 
Assuming all of his first selections stayed out the term of their
contract, he would never have a companion who was older than
thirty-six.  Jake did this for himself, because he enjoyed younger
women, but also for the whores themselves, realizing that they
would still be young enough at the end of their term of employment
to begin a family of their own if they chose to do so.
     Jake made his selections based on a wide range of criteria.
Each girl must be well above average in looks, but looks alone was
not enough.  He rejected any young woman who had no desire to
improve herself, or who lacked a desire to learn.  His choices must
be young ladies who combined charm and beauty, never too obviously
noticable as whores.  And above all, the girls he chose had to
truly enjoy pleasuring a man.  It was not enough that they were
capable of earning their pay, they had to enjoy doing it. Last of
all Jake would hire no girl who could not speak english at least at
a rudimentary level, and who was not willing to study to improve
their english skills.
     When Jake had found six young women who met his qualifications
and accepted his terms of employment, he ended his search and
returned to Weddle Manor.  One by one they followed, and he met
each of them at the airport and brought them to their new home. 
Within the space of a few weeks they had all arrived, and Jake met
with them in the large living room of the manor to further discuss
the particulars of their new jobs.

     Jake began by introducing them to each other.  To his
immediate left sat Renee, a somewhat reserved but breath-taking
beauty from Marseille, in the south of France.  Renee, who was
nineteen, had been a whore for four years.  She was of medium build
with short black hair.  Her best physical features were her eyes,
which were almost black and which sparkled as if constantly lit by
candlelight, and her legs, which were slim in the calf, yet full in
the thigh, and almost too long for the rest of her body.  Renee had
laughed out loud at how hard she had made Jake come, and that had
endeared her to him immediately.  She had been his first selection.
     Next to Renee sat a young girl from Tarragona, a small town
just south of Barcelona, Spain.  Jake had discovered her dancing in
a small cantina and had been thrilled by the easy way she moved her
young body to the pulsing latin beat.  When Jake had found her name
difficult to pronounce she had laughed gaily and told him that he
could call her Puta, the Spanish word for whore, for that was what
she would be for him. Later, after sampling for himself her skills
as a puta, Jake told her that he would call her Angel because being
inside her was like being in heaven with the angels.  Angel was
twenty two years old but looked much younger.  She was short and
very petite with slim legs and small rounded breasts.  Her hair was
dark brown and long, falling easily to her waist.  The people in
the neighborhood in which she lived gave a big party upon hearing
of her good fortune, and sent her off with their best wishes to be
the whore of a rich American soldier.
     Also seated on the long couch with Renee and Angel was Ingrid,
a tall blonde from Alvsjo, Sweden, just across the bay from
Stockholm.  Ingrid's beautiful blonde hair hung to her shoulders,
and her body was spectacularly proportioned.  She was the tallest
of all the girls, nearly five feet ten inches tall, and was a
twenty-two year old college student who was working as a whore to
finance her education.  Her senior year was nearly complete when
she met Jake and she came to the Manor immediately upon graduation.
She was the most intelligent of all the girls, but also the most
sexually adventurous.  She truly loved sex of all kinds.
     The other three girls were seated in wing-back chairs on the
other side of the room.  Nearest Jake was another blonde girl, this
one an American from Manhattan, whose name was Lily.  Lily was the
oldest of the girls Jake had selected, and was an old acquaintance
of his from a previous visit to the Big Apple.  Lily was twenty-six
and had agreed to take what would amount to a cut in pay in order
to escape New York.  She was an extremely successful call girl who
had talked her pimp into allowing her to slowly buy her way out of
her relationship with him.  She knew he would have been reluctant
to let her go otherwise, and she hadn't planned on putting in as
many years or as many hours as he wanted her to.  There remained
only a relatively small balance left to be paid the pimp, which
Jake happily took care of for her.  Lily was successful not only
because of her spectacular beauty, but because she could move
easily in the highest social circles of New York.  She was well-
read, well-educated, and well-dressed, and a delightful companion
both in and out of bed.  Lily was five feet eight inches tall and
weighed 138 pounds, every pound of it where it should be.  There
was no sex act with which Lily was not intimately familar, and
while she had her preferences, there were none that she truly
disliked.
     In the chair next to Lily was Blanche, a redhead from
Columbus, Ohio.  Blanche was 23 and had just graduated from Ohio
State University.  Originally from Charleston, South Carolina,
Blanche was a southern belle who had moved to Ohio with her parents
just in time to begin her freshman year at Ohio State.  Unlike the
other girls, Blanche was not really a whore, but had been
recommended to Jake by a Marine buddy who lived in Columbus and who
was fucking her when he could get away from his wife.  Jake had
called him just prior to leaving for France when he had begun his
search, asking about a girl they had both known once in Paris. His
friend had told him then of Blanche and of her insatiability and
southern charm.  After meeting her and talking with her about his
plans, he found her to be totally delightful, and Blanche had
almost begged him to let her be a part of his new group.  She was
bright, witty, slim and fit, and practically oozed sex.
     The last of the six girls was a Mexican girl from Mexico City
named Margarita.  Margarita was not especially beautiful, although
not unpleasing.  Her english was barely acceptable and she very
much wanted to live in the United States.  Jake had first met her
in a bar which offered bizarre sex acts as entertainment. 
Margarita was in a sex show which involved sex with animals and in
the show she had managed somehow to fuck a donkey.  Her youthful
innocence combined with the extremely lewd nature of her specialty
had attracted Jake, and when he had met her after the show and
gotten to know her more intimately himself, he couldn't resist
adding her to the list of girls.  Margarita had assured Jake that
she loved horses as well as donkeys and that she would be an asset
to his stable of whores.  She was nineteen.
     Jake was pleased by what he saw when he looked around the room
at his girls.  They were all lovely and each one had a special
charm about her.  Those who had been at the farm for more than a
few days had already proven themselves, and had begun to become
friends with the other girls.  Jake enjoyed hearing them at play
around the manor, and was impressed by the easy way they had
adapted to their new home.

     "Now that you are all here," he said to them, smiling warmly
from his chair near the window, "we can really begin to enjoy each
other.  Two days from now, on Friday, we will be taking a little
shopping trip together, and you will be allowed to complete your
wardrobes, as provided for in the contract you signed.  You will
each have six thousand dollars to spend, and as you may remember,
the only restriction is that your choices of clothing be in keeping
with the standards we maintain here at Weddle Manor.  I know you
will keep in mind my enjoyment of lingerie and that you will outfit
yourselves accordingly.  I will remind you that inside the Manor
house you may dress as scantily as you like.  The other servants
and employees have been advised of your status here and will not be
surprised by what they see.  You may want to remember that your
contract does require that you have sexual relations only at my
command, especially since the penalty for violating that particular
aspect of our agreement is immediate dismisal with none of the
benefits you would normally recieve.  I remind you of that only
because I am sure there will be those who work here at the farm who
will want to get into your darling little panties, and you may find
yourself wishing that you could allow it.  If that circumstance
does arise, please talk to me about it and we will see what we can
work out.  Do you have any questions about that?"
     Renee raised her hand.
     "Yes, Renee?"
     "You did say that it was permissable for us to have sex with
each other as much as we liked, didn't you?" She glanced at Blanche
and Jake could see Blanche grinning back at her.
     "Yes. Among yourselves you may do whatever you wish as long as
it doesn't interfere with your ability to be of service to me."
     Lily raised her hand.
     "My question is not particularly related to that, but I did
want to ask about there being no doors on our rooms.  Is that
negotiable at all?  I'm not accustomed to not being able to close
my bedroom door."
     "How many of you would like for Lily to be able to hide
herself behind a closed door when she is dressing?", Jake asked,
looking around the room.  No one raised their hand, although most
of them laughed under their breath.
     "I think you're out-voted, Lily," Jake said, grinning.
     "You're all awful," Lily said, grinning in spite of herself,
"but I can handle it.  Just forget that I asked."
     Jake continued.  "The English tutor that I have employed to
help some of you will be holding her first class on Monday morning
in the library.  Class begins at 9:00 sharp, but I have advised her
that you are whores and so you may wear whatever you like to class.
She is a very attractive woman and while I am not aware of her
sexual preferences, you are free to discover what you can about
them.  Just be aware that you must not allow anything to interfere
with your learning from her.
     "Next week will be a busy week for all of you.  There is a
horse show in Kentucky which we will be attending together, an
auction in Tennessee which we will also attend, and I will be
entertaining some special business guests over the weekend who will
want to enjoy you.  So, as you can see you will be very busy.
     "As for my own personal needs, I will be posting a schedule
for you shortly which will spell out the specifics.  In general I
will want each of you one night a week.  The schedule will cover
Monday through Saturday, and on Sunday I will choose one or more of
you to be with me.  I'll announce my choice at lunch on Sunday. For
the time being I will want Renee to wake me each morning, and
Margarita will accompany me on my tour of the stables every
afternoon. Oh, and Blanche will join Renee in waking me on Sunday
mornings.  You'll provide any other services or entertainment I
request on demand during the week.  We will take all our meals
together in the dining room, and I will ask that you come to the
table dressed appropriately.  I think that's about it, unless you
have other questions?"
     No one seemed to have any more questions, so Jake released
them.  Angel lingered behind, obviously wanting to ask a personal
question.
     "I hope you will want me more than one night a week," she
said, somewhat embarrassed.  "If not I will try to accept it, but
I have grown fond of being used more often than that. It is
something of a hunger for me now."
     Jake smiled warmly at the little Spanish dancing girl.  "You
will find that I am not immune to your charms, Angel," he said,
touching her cheek lightly.  "I expect you will find ways to make
me want you more regularly, will you not?"
     "I will try, you can bet on that," she said, grinning.  "You
will not mind my flirting with you and showing off for you?"
     "No, I don't think so, Angel," he said, chuckling softly. "If
I do, I'll be sure to tell you."
     "Thank you, sir Jake," she said, with her heavy accent. "I
feel much better now.  I will make you want your Angel many times.
You will see."
     Jake watched her walk away, certain that she spoke the truth.

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