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Chapter 57: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 8, Michael´s Gift
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My Master pulls up outside and I rush out to meet him, Michael following in my wake."Master! How are you?""I´m good Charlotte. Glad to be back here again with you both."He hugs me and swings me around, kissing me soundly, but I notice his eyes lock briefly with Michael´s. Is it my imagination? Michael gives him the smallest of headshakes, all but invisible.We go back inside, my Master´s arm around my waist from one side, Michael´s from the other."How was your trip?" asks Michael."Very successful: much more so than I expected.""They´ve extended your contract?""Better than that. I´ve been offered a directorship. Apparently, this first phase was a practice run for me, while they weighed me up. Haswell wants me to take charge of the project.""That´s great, James. I... assume you accepted?""Oh yes." My Master rubs his hands together. "Why would I not? All that hard work is paying off at last.""It sounds as though congratulations are in order then?""I thin
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I stare at the ring in bafflement. "Master?" Then I look from the one to the other of them, and back again."Aren´t you going to take it?" asks Michael. "I thought it was what you wanted?""But how...?"My Master speaks softly. "I will always be your Master, Charlotte, for as long as you want me. And Michael will be your husband, in the legal sense. In truth, we all know the reality. The three of us are bound, each to the others. And we, the two of us, Michael and I, ask that you wear both rings."I look at my Master, dumbstruck. Then at Michael, who grins and winks at me.Hands shaking, I take the second ring, fitting it to my finger. The slight scalloping at the edges of the two golden bands fits together, and the pair sit on my finger, apparently a single piece, in gleaming red, gold and silver-white."You will have one husband de jure," says my Master, softly. "but, de facto, two."And I burst into tears."Hey, Charlotte, calm down." Michael sounds worried, baffleme
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I try to take the cock in front of me in my hands, but Michael seizes my wrists, raising my arms over my head, pressing them down on the bed. "Don´t move from that position," he instructs. He sounds stern, but his eyes are twinkling."Tighten your lips."I wrap my lips around my teeth, and Michael pushes himself between, using my mouth to pleasure himself. The ridge of his cock-head squeezes past my lips and back again, in and out again, and all the time, he is flowing more heavily, a steady trickle of briny pre-cum, which gradually settles to my throat.He withdraws for a moment. "Swallow," he says, watching my face. I gulp, and he pushes back inside.My pussy is electrifying under my Master´s attentions, sending stabs of pleasure spiking through me. Two fingers inside, scraping my sweet spot, he works my bud with his tongue, winding circles with the tip. The fleshy hood held back with a thumb, my naked clit quivers and pulses as he licks and flicks and sucks.My breathing i
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Another beach towel ruffles up next to me, settling on the sand. Michael sits beside me."I came to apologise too. Neither of us behaved well today. And my behaviour was worse. I knew that how James reacted wasn´t right, but I let him do it anyway because I was jealous too."My Master continues, "Next time you meet Haswell, just do what any sane woman would do: be polite and remember that he´s a married man.""Who, incidentally," says Michael, "has a reputation for adoring his wife; worships the ground she walks on apparently..."I nod, unspeaking."It´s late," says my Master. "Come back to bed?""In a while." I stare out to sea, not looking at either of them. After a few minutes´ awkward silence, they both return to the house.What am I doing here?What kind of woman sets up with two men? Tries to make a threesome work?Perhaps I should go... I could make an early start on next year´s college work...Quietly, I go back to the house, pack my laptop and a few other e
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Shift over, I return to the flat, collapsing onto my bed. I should read a textbook I´m working on, but I want to sleep.Still fully clothed, I drop onto the blankets, and pull the duvet over myself, trying to ignore the smell of mushrooms that clothes everything in here. Barely have I closed my eyes, when there is a knock at the door.For a moment, I simply stare at the ceiling. I know who is on the other side of the door. Perhaps if I ignore it, stay quiet, they will go away.Michael´s voice: "Charlotte, Jenny, whatever you´re calling yourself; open up. We know you´re in there."I get up and open the door. "You followed me? What are you now? My stalkers?"Michael looks angry, James upset. Both push past me into the miserable room."You´re living here?" demands James. "In an area like this?""And working in that dump of a café," says Michael. "Why?" "A girl´s gotta eat and pay rent, and to do that, she has to work." I snap."In this miserable place?" demands James. "
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I settle in. After a few days, I feel well enough to read and do a little work. The room is so pleasant. Lying in bed, looking out of the window, at the sky and the jade green sea, with no sound but the surf and the gulls... I had forgotten how beautiful this place is.Textbooks piled on the bed, laptop to one side, I work my way through preparations for the next year.There is a knock at the door."Come in."James enters with a tray. "Coffee?""I´d love some. Thank you.""May I sit with you for a while?""I´d like that.""Where´s Michael?""Not sure. He´ll not be far away. He never goes out of earshot of you.""Are you and he alright?"He speaks slowly, choosing his words. "Recent events have... strained... our friendship. I´m hoping that he will be less angry with me as time goes on." He sits on the edge of the bed, sipping from a mug, idly scanning my heap of books. Then he looks more closely, picking up one after another, going through the titles."These
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"I´d like to get up today."I am still a bit wobbly, but sitting outside, just watching the sea, feels good. Michael sits with me, saying nothing, holding my hand. I see him glance down, fingering the empty spot where, previously, I wore the two rings.He looks away again, staring out to sea.-----Inside the house, I find the rings, just where I left them on the mantle some weeks ago. I can´t yet bring myself to wear them, but don´t want to ignore them. So, I compromise.Fishing out a small locket from my belongings, I slide it off its chain, slipping on the matching rings instead, gleaming bright, in red and white and gold. Hanging the chain around my neck, I tuck it under my clothes.-----As I stand, staring out of the window, over the endless sea, my Master stands behind me, head resting on mine, one arm around my waist."Master, do you realise what today is?""Mmm... No. What is today?""It´s exactly a year ago, that you bought me.""Is it? Yes, so it is." H
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