Lord Bankroft inherited his title, his patrician good looks, his tall slim figure, and his somewhat cruel nature, from his father. As a product of the English public school system he was well versed in the arts of man to man sex. His intimate circle of friends were all top gays who liked fucking other guys, having their cocks sucked, having their asses licked, but most of all humiliating the poor guys who they got to service their dark desires. Friends like Lord Redelsham who once buggered nine young men in under four hours and Rudolf Mafrica, the black fashion designer who made his victims shake with fear, when he unleashed his monstrous cock.
Standing in front of the noble lord were two men in their late teens, two college students passionately interested in the environment. They had come to see Lord Bankroft about his plans to develop an area of marshland that was the home of a number of rare animal and plant species. His lordship had already abandoned the plan because of the high cost of draining the marsh, but he decided not to tell the students about this.
"You people make me sick," he roared at them, "you expect me to cancel my dream of a shopping mall but you would not be prepared to sacrifice anything. You are just hypocrites." The reason for his lordship's outburst was that he saw the two young men as perfect victims of his little group's cruel lusts. Young and fair, with long legs and tight little bottoms, his small circle of upper class perverts would have a great time breaking them in. "I'll do a deal with you," said the perverted nobleman. "I am having a party for some friends next week and I need some waiters, help me out and I will reconsider the shopping mall scheme." The two naive students readily agreed, not realizing for a second that they would have to perform their duties naked, apart from little white maid's aprons tied around their waists. They also could not begin to imagine that serving the guests with drinks was going to be the easiest part of their duties on that fateful evening.
Some days later Ted and Bill, the two college students, turned up at Lord Bankroft's town house to carry out their duties at his party. Little did the unfortunate young men know what degradations the cruel nobleman had planned for them. When they arrived, they were shown into his study where he sat behind his large desk. It was just past 8 o'clock in the evening and they were in for a long night.
"Let's get a few things crystal clear," said his lordship. "If you chaps want to save the wildlife, then you must do exactly what you are told. The slightest refusal or hesitation and all the little birds and animals will be dead. Do you agree?"
Ted and Bill nodded their agreement, but were rather worried at Lord Bankroft's tone. Then the titled landowner told them to start stripping off their clothes and to put on little, frilly maid's pinafores. The two students were shaken at this command, but after giving each other a worried glance, started removing their clothing. A few minutes later they stood before his lordship totally nude apart from their frilly aprons; these were far too short and their cocks poked out underneath the hems. Lord Bankroft smiled at them, "Very good chaps; very