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Buying Charlotte Chapter 33: The Virgin´s Master, Part 1, Slaying Dragons
"Is Michael coming too, Master?""Charlotte, Michael would slay dragons to be here when you are. Yes, he will be here.""So, what will we be doing tonight? Or is it another of your ´surprises´?"He smiles down at me as I kneel in front of him. I don´t need to, and he never asks it of me now, outside of our ´games´, but I know that he likes it. And I want to make my Master happy. He has done so much for me. I owe it to him."No, not a surprise today Charlotte, but we did, both of us, want to try something new with you.""Master?""Always before, we have spent our time with you in a very controlled environment, and if we had...um... guests, Michael and I have always chosen them carefully for you; vetted them if you like. Either they were men we knew or knew by reputation. We had a clear idea of how they would behave with you. We knew that they were...er... ´clean´. In short, we did everything we could to ensure that we could all, you, me, Michael, do anything we wanted to, sa
Buying Charlotte Chapter 34: The Virgin´s Master, Part 2, Angry?
Michael pushes at my thighs, parting them further, delving in more deeply. My Master responds by reaching forward, hooking his hands behind my knees to lift my legs up and back, exposing me fully to Michael´s searching tongue. My Golden Angel plunges his tongue deep into my pussy, probing and swirling, as I wail my rising passion.My head resting back against my Master´s chest, his words are whispered close to my ear. "Angry? How could I be angry with you, Charlotte?"I glance up and back, just in time to see my Master and Michael, momentarily lock eyes again. Abruptly, the two men both stand up; my Master heaving me upright with him, and then, as he steps away to one side, propelling me to Michael.Michael catches me, and then immediately pushes me back down again, flat on my back on the mattress. As I lie there, my breath slightly knocked away, Michael shucks off his pants and clambers atop me, straddling my chest. My Master also is stripping off to one side of us.Michael´s
Buying Charlotte Chapter 35: The Virgin´s Master, Part 3, The Club
Unsure of what to expect from a ´Club´, I am reassured by the surroundings: a crowd of people humming around a bar, chatting, drinking, some dancing. Various doors off, lead to darkened rooms. A smell of chlorine, suggests a pool or jacuzzi somewhere close by, as do couples wandering around wearing only a towel."Want to look around, Charlotte? We can show you around if you like, or just have a wander if you prefer.""I´ll look around myself, Master.""Fine, Michael and I will be over here by the bar."The two start chatting with a group of people who they obviously know of old. Or to be precise, my Master talks, whilst Michael stands and listens. He seldom says much.Drink in hand, I sip, as I amble aimlessly around the floor, peering down the dark corridors. Several strange guys, some quite attractive, are trying to catch my eye, but I look the other way and move on. Some rooms are empty. In others, groups of people, some couples, some many more, in various stages of dre
Buying Charlotte Chapter 36: The Virgin´s Master, Part 4, Limits
My Master trails the tresses of the flogger over the contour of my spine to my face. Lingering and soft, the sensation is exotic, erotic, and I shiver.He murmurs, "Charlotte, if this gets close to your limits, you say ´Yellow´. If it becomes too much, you say ´Red´. Do you understand?""Yes, Master.""You´re sure? You stop this at any time. You simply say ´Yellow´ or ´Red´.""Yes, Master. I understand."He strokes my hair, which trails in a long, foxy fall from the padded bench, then, moving around me, draws the tails along from my shoulders, to the curve of my waist and hip.A pause, a sharp flick, and the soft lashes kiss my thighs.I quiver, my lips parting as my breathing increases to panting. Another lash licks across my buttocks. This is not painful; only... stimulating. My folds swelling, pussy lips opening, I well up from within, a sense of well-being and of other-worldliness...The tresses trail my skin, over my shoulders and neckline, before another, sharper
Buying Charlotte Chapter 37: The Virgin´s Lover, Part 1, Peace and Quiet
I step into my Master´s apartment. "Hellooo... Anyone around?", I call out, kicking off my shoes at the door."Hi, Charlotte." It is Michael, all smiles, arms held out in welcome. "It´s lovely to see you again," he says. I step into his embrace and he kisses me, lightly, his lips just brushing mine.I glance around. "Just you?""James will be back later. He has some work to do today, but he said to say to you to make yourself at home." He glances down at my bags, various textbooks and folders sticking out of the top. "It looks as though you have work to do as well?""Exams next week. I needed some peace and quiet to revise, so he said I could stay here for a few days."Michael laughs. "Peace and quiet? While you´re here? With us?""Well, we can´t er... you know... all the time, can we? And at least afterwards, I´m nice and relaxed to get some hard studying done.""I take your point." He pulls me in tighter, his arms tightening around my waist. "I´ve missed you." His mo
Buying Charlotte Chapter 38: The Virgin´s Lover, Part 2, Will He Mind?
As my climax arises, spinning outwardly from Michael´s circling of my clit, my pussy trembles and clenches. Looking down the length of my body, to watch him as he works, through the flushed and gleaming valley between my breasts, I see his golden locks and the occasional flash of his blue eyes, as he glances upwards to my face.My body beginning to judder out of control, my orgasm poised to spill, he drops further in, to drive into my pulsing cunt with his tongue. Probing deeper, he swirls his spirals within me, making whorls that wipe by my inner muscles... and my orgasm bursts free.Cunt clenching, belly pulsing, I howl out my rapture as Michael continues his coils and twirls inside my throbbing pussy. It is ecstatic.It is rhapsodic.It is... too much..."Oh God, that´s enough! Stop, Michael. Please stop." He withdraws and clambers up to lie alongside me again, his hard erection throbbing against my thigh once more. Stroking my belly, as I descend from the heights, h
Buying Charlotte Chapter 39: The Virgin´s Lover, Part 3, Exhibitionist
I turn the vibe on, to a low setting, tracing my outline through the dampening fabric. Then pulling the crotch to one side, I make a show of sliding it inwards.He sits, silently, watching me from his desk, chin propped on his hand, face unamused.Standing suddenly, he strides across the room and grabs me by a wrist, pulling me up, then propels me forwards, through the door of the mirrored room. Leaning me over the end of the bed, he pushes me down, roughly. "Bend over.""Master?""Do as you´re told. Bend over."Beginning to worry, I lean over the foot of the bed. My Master extracts cuffs from a drawer; not the usual fur-lined, leather cuffs I am accustomed to, but plain, steel cuffs which click tightly shut around my wrists, and then around the bedposts.He shoves my ankles apart; again, no gentleness, and, from the same drawer, takes out a spreader bar, snapping the cuffs closed around my ankles, forcing them wide apart."Master...""Spread ´em, Charlotte... wider.
Buying Charlotte Chapter 40: The Virgin´s Lover, Part 4, Retribution
"Stay out of it, Michael. Charlotte and I have a little disagreement to settle. A small dispute over the appropriate exercise of good manners.And he drops again to his knees, sucking at my clit, probing my core with the vibe, then again... Slap!Beside myself, as my Master continues his work, my breathing frantic, my need to orgasm driving me crazy, becoming close to unbearable, I can do nothing. And the pain of the spanking only grows as each blow lands on the same tormented, sore, skin.The hard metal cuffs bite into my wrists and ankles. Even bending over the bed, I am having difficulty supporting myself. "Master... I can´t stand...""Tough." And he pushes my ankles further apart, destabilising me entirely so that I flop over the end of the bed, simply hanging over the bed footer.What do I do?I can´t take much more of this.Michael says nothing but sits on the bed beside me, stroking one manacled hand. He holds my eyes, wincing when I cry out with each blow; locking
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Buying Charlotte Chapter 168: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 8, Climax
MICHAELBeth feels wonderful and is reacting beautifully. My arms around her, a warm tit weighing heavily into my left hand, the right working her below as she watches and listens to Charlotte, Richard and James together; every nuance and detail of her reactions tremble through to me.And the song Charlotte is singing has its effect on both of us. The sound of her orgasm washes through Beth, every muscle answering the sound of my red-haired beauty in climax.She´s on the build herself; panting and flushed, sweating freely, and her pussy spilling hot juices over my hand as I stroke her lips and clit. My chest pressed against her, the ripple and vibe of her mounting climax echoes through to me and she smells wonderful..."You´re beautiful, Beth," I whisper to her.She´s is soft and sweet and gentle; a sub in every sense. Not that I don´t appreciate Charlotte; she´s the most exciting woman I´ve ever known. But there´s something about Beth; my Charlotte as she might have been had
Buying Charlotte Chapter 167: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 7, The Lady´s Turn
BETHMichael is close to coming, his thigh muscles juddering and a steady flow of bitter-sweet pre-cum trickling over my tongue and face...... Should I stop?... No, he´ll say if he wants me to...Abruptly, he pulls free from me, smiling down with those amazing blue eyes. "The Lady´s turn, I think," he says, "before I blow my top entirely too early..."Reaching down, he scoops me up in his arms, lifting with no apparent effort. "Onto the bed with you, Madam," he says, dumping me without ceremony onto the huge four-poster bed that dominates one end of James´ ´playroom´. My breath snatching, I watch as he strips off his clothes with easy economical movements."I´d like to lie you down and massage you," he says, "but I also want you to watch your husband fucking my wife over there, so I think we´ll do it a little differently... Up..." And he pulls me onto my knees, again with no obvious effort...... Ye gods, but he´s strong...... re-adjusting me to his liking. "That´s i
Buying Charlotte Chapter 166: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 6, In The Dungeon
MICHAELEven from here I can see that Richard is much more confident with Charlotte this time. Not that he isn´t a Dom through and through, but the first time we did this together, for Beth´s birthday, it was a surprise for her and he was wary of upsetting her by being with Charlotte.It´s clear that this time, he has no such reservations. He and Beth must have talked it through...Charlotte´s going to have some stripes on her ass, that´s for sure...She´ll love it...And I have Beth, the lovely, gentle, submissive Beth. Outwardly, so like my own Charlotte, but her personality so different. Charlotte is a sub when it suits her to be. And when all is said and done, she is only truly a sub for James...He looks at her, and she´s on her knees...But Beth is the full-blown item, the real McCoy. A submissive through to the marrow, in the bedroom and in life...But this time you don´t look nervous either...The first time her husband ´gave´ her to me, I took the time to
Buying Charlotte Chapter 165: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 5, LIQUEURS... AND AFTER...
MICHAELThe coffee done, liqueurs drunk and the last corners filled with tiny hand-made truffles, we sit. And gradually, the chatter fades.... We all know where this is going...I see something pass between James and Richard...... They really did plan this between themselves...... and Richard stands, acknowledges me, the question in his eye and I nod assent...... She is my wife after all...He turns to Charlotte, offering her his hand. She takes it, rising, and his gaze returns to mine, eye-pointing me to Beth.Standing, I offer my hand to the jade-eyed lovely seated next to me. "Beth?"Her cheeks showing the smallest of blushes, she accepts my hand and rises.Together, the five of us descend the steps to the basement and James´ ´playroom´; a dungeon by any other name.... How did he manage to arrange all this, and I didn´t notice?BETHIn the basement, James´ demesne, is all the equipment and paraphernalia of a Master, in just the setting one would expect
Buying Charlotte Chapter 164: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 4, Not Just Christmas Dinner...
MICHAELBeth is blushing... and when I look at her, she drops her gaze.Ah...This isn´t about just Christmas dinner, then...Then I chuckle."What´s funny?" asks Richard. But there´s a twinkle in his eye that says he knows exactly what is funny."If you knew how many times this morning James has stopped me cornering Charlotte and um... wishing her a Merry Christmas."Eyes crinkling, he starts to reply, but..."Are you going to keep them on the doorstep all day?" asks James from over my shoulder."Oh, I´m sorry," I apologise. "You caught me by surprise. I´m not thinking straight..." I cast a glance back at James. "Someone kept me in the dark about this." He looks entirely unrepentant, simply giving me a ´Who? Me?´ kinda look...Charlotte´s voice echoes down the hall. "Who is it?""Come and look," I shout.She appears down the hall in an apron and a wooden spoon in one hand. She sees Beth and Richard, shrieks with surprise and comes running down the hall, arms st
Buying Charlotte Chapter 163: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 3, James´ Plans
JAMESAs soon as I´m alone, I go to my office, booting up my laptop to check the weather forecast and the state of the roads. The forecast is good; biting temperatures, but clear sunshine. And just as I turn the machine off again, there is a rumble from outside. I flick the curtains back to see a snow plough grinding its way up our mountain road.... Perfect...... Now for the turkey...In the kitchen I organise myself, laying everything out to hand:Onions, chestnuts, salt, pepper, parsley, celery, bread crumbs... The front door bangs as I hear the two of them come in again, echoing down the hall. She´s making a helluva holler...Pausing from chopping onions, "Something wrong?" I call.Footsteps ring down the hall and Michael sticks his head around the door, eyes dancing. "Nothing that won´t be sorted out by getting her sweater off and removing the snowball that went down her neck and... um... lodged."I run this scenario through my head, then grin. "You mean she´s
Buying Charlotte Chapter 162: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 2, Christmas Morning
CHARLOTTEI wake, my sleepy face pressed into my Master´s chest, his arms around me, and snuggle closer, burying myself in his wonderful scent, musky and masculine.The light is dim; that grey pre-dawn light that comes before the sun rises. And at this time of year, in the deep of Winter, it will be some while before daylight truly arrives.Nuzzling at him, I work myself deeper into my Master´s embrace, feeling him kiss the top of my head. I love this drowsy time of the morning; when we are all three together, undisturbed, and with the day lying out there, freshly minted and waiting to be discovered.Michael, from his breathing, sounds as though he asleep, but sleeping or not, he´s feeling horny; the evidence is pressing into my back.Vaguely, I puzzle to myself. I went to sleep in Michael´s embrace. Somehow, I´ve changed over in the night.I roll over between the sheets, careful to keep my Master´s arms around me, and as I settle on my other side, he spoons up behind me, h
Buying Charlotte Chapter 161: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 1, A Suitable Gift
JAMES"Good evening, Charlotte. Are you alright there?" asks Richard, billionaire CEO of the Haswell Corporation.She´s standing in the lobby, sipping from a mug. "I´m fine thanks," she smiles. "I´m just waiting for Michael to pick me up. He said he was running a bit late, but Kirstie´s made me a coffee while I wait." She head-points the Concierge at her desk, who smiles politely and then returns to where she is working on her laptop."Ah well, we´ll wait with you then for a minute or so. Ross is just bringing the car around.""Richard and I have a meeting with the shareholders," I say. "I should be home around six, but I´ll let you or Michael know if I´m going to be any later."She nods, then we stand in a slightly awkward silence, listening to Christmas Carols drift across the lobby. After a minute, Richard, with an air of making conversation says, "So, Charlotte, are you looking forward to Christmas?""Oh, yes. I am..." Her smile is bright. She´s all little girl enthusia
Buying Charlotte Chapter 160: The Master´s Wife´s Birthday, Part 8, Entertaining Charlotte (And Beth)
BETHAt Michael´s words, I let out breath that, all unknowing, I´d been holding. He moves to stand behind me, one arm curved around my waist, whispering to me, "Beth... Yes?"I almost sigh the word. "Yes.""Would you like to watch them fuck Charlotte? Or would you prefer to go next door?"Blushing. "I´d like to watch.""Thought you might. Want to join in with them?"My mouth is suddenly dry. "Um, no. I don´t think I´m ready for that." Suddenly anxious, "Is that alright?"He kisses the tender nape of my neck. "Of course, it is. This is about enjoying yourself. Not about going anywhere you´re unwilling or unready for..."The heat of his mouth settles at the top of my spine as he nibbles and mouths at the soft skin there. I smile to myself as, steering me by the arm around my waist, he angles me to watch Charlotte as her two ´Masters of the Evening´ splay and spread her. Michael may not share their taste for outright domination, but he still enjoys being in charge of a wom
