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Chapter 11: The Virgin No More, Part 2, Mirrors
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The following evening, having slept most of the day, I am bathed, made up, dressed to the nines, and feel like a million dollars.My Master has been very specific about what I should wear: a black satin wrap-around skirt, held in place only with two buttons; a matching halter top, which ties at the neck and, cut low, unbuttons at the front; stockings; shoes with a heel, but not too high, chic but comfortable. My red silk panties tie at the sides. A heavy Cleopatra-style necklace. Hair up, eyes lined dark, lips deeply scarlet, expensive perfume. Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel completely fuckable.Michael is carrying a briefcase and I wonder what is in it.We take a taxi to a part of the city I do not know. Basically medieval, modernity has over-run it, and in the darkness of the evening, neon glares brilliantly at me, garish ad boards dazzle, and the noise of traffic is deafening. Pulling into the rear car park of an unfamiliar building, the noise abates and I wonder wher
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The mouth, kissing hard, pushes at me, tongue pushing inwards. I meet it. Opening to welcome this stranger. Blindfolded I might be, but he smells clean, wholesome, fuckable."Touch me," I say. "I get it. You can´t speak. But I can. Touch me. Suck my tits. I want to be fucked."There is a sharp intake of breath, and I feel, lower down, the growing hardness of an erection pressing against me. The fingers are unbuttoning my top, releasing my breasts. In my mind, I imagine myself, in my little black wrap-around skirt - so easy to remove – bare-breasted, with the red silk blindfold, straddle-legged in the cuffs and arms stretched upwards, bound at the wrists.My pussy is flowing. I must look red hot to them. Who is going to fuck me? How many are going to fuck me?The halter-neck top falls free, and I am naked from the waist upwards. Lips fasten onto a breast, softly sucking, rolling a nipple between teeth and lips. A hand kneads at the other breast. Pleasure pulses through my veins
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Blindfolded and bent forward at the waist over some padded object, a cock presses to my lips. Despite my blindness, I know it is my Master from his delicious musky scent. Speaking down to me, his voice is low. I do not think that the other men in the room will hear him."Are you alright, Charlotte? You can handle this?""Yes, Master. I a´m alright." And I reach forward, as best I can from my awkward position, to take his cock in my mouth. It trembles and twitches against my lips, as I lick away the briny droplet of pre-cum I can taste on the tip.A body is behind me, fingers toying with my pussy lips, winding into my wet curls and rippling through my folds. My Master´s voice again. "That´s Michael behind you right now. But it´s going to be all of them. You´re okay with that?"I pull away from sucking my Master´s delicious erection. "Yes, Master. I´m fine with that. I...I...want..."Lost as to how to express my state of sheer molten arousal, my words trail away. In the last ho
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One man takes my left leg, another my right. Lifting me at the ankles, my legs are raised, bent at the knees and spread, my pussy fully exposed, stretched open. My legs supported, I can move. Arching my back, lifting my hips, I present myself for fucking.The man between my legs, stands back, peering into me. "Gorgeous," he says, and pokes a finger inside me, twiddling it around in circles, pressing his thumb against my clit.I squeal and wriggle and he grins. "Oh, you´re good for plenty more aren´t you? Tell you what. I don´t think you´ve cum yet, have you? Let´s sort that out before I have my own." He shoves a couple of fingers inside me, probing at my wet cunt, thumb pressing against my clit, rubbing it back and forth. Sharp darts of arousal spear up through my belly, and I absolutely cannot control myself. Jerking and bucking, I yell and scream and laugh.The man pulls out again, then glances both ways. "Hold her lads. Stretch her open wide. Let´s all get a good view. Have
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Finally, he comes around to my problems and hastily pulls out of me. Spluttering and choking, eyes streaming, I swallow what I can, and cough out the rest."Are you alright Charlotte? I´m sorry, I wasn´t thinking.""I´m fine. I´m fine," I reassure him. "It´s okay. Don´t worry."He sits beside me on the bed while I clear my airways again, stroking my head and curling my hair around his fingers. When I am breathing normally again, Michael sits on the other side of me, laying a companionable arm around my shoulder."Thanks for that Charlotte. It felt great.""You´re welcome.""Feel up to the rest of it now?""The rest of it? You´ve only just..."He laughs. "Well, I just shot my brains out inside you. James here did pretty much the same to your brains, but you haven´t had your turn yet. We can´t have the lady being the only one not to get the ´Big O´"."Ah..." I feel suddenly exhausted again. "Errr...would you mind if I take five minutes?"My Master slaps my thigh. "Cou
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"So, Charlotte. It is our final day together tomorrow."Stretched out on my back, my Master is lying beside me, stroking my stomach and left breast, as we keep company together on the bed in his beautiful mirrored room. Candles glimmer and their multiple reflections cast a gloried shimmering light.Michael, on the other side of me, is suckling at my right breast, a free hand stroking at my thigh.We are not exactly in lustful mood, more sensual: occupying a kind of sexual hinterland resulting from several days of roller-coaster, carnal adventure after I auctioned myself and my virginity to my Master. I am not a Virgin anymore."Yes, Master. Our final day.""I hope you have enjoyed our time together? No regrets?""No Master. It´s been wonderful. You - and Michael - have opened my eyes; changed my view of the world."Michael chuckles through his mouthful of my right nipple. My Master smiles. "I can imagine. To have been through your miserable non-marriage... I know it wa
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Sliding my eyes sideways, in the mirrors I see him, caging me beneath his body in the be-candled light, face hidden behind my thighs, but wisps of his golden hair spilling over.His free hand slips between my labia, splaying them for his attention, exposing my aching bud and making my pussy gape. In the mirror, I see his head lower, then move and undulate, as he licks and chews at my mound. Moaning uselessly through the cock gagging my mouth, I squirm and writhe, but fastened as I am under Michael, there is nowhere to move.Beyond Michael in the mirror, my Master´s lean frame stands over us. He strokes his erection, twitching hard against his flat abdomen, his gaze alternating between Michael´s head between my legs and his rump above my face. Then he catches sight of me watching him in the mirrors, my eyes slanted sideways, face pinned by the thick shaft in my mouth. He watches me, studying my expression, enjoying my reaction to Michael´s working of my warming sex. My enjoyment
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