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Chapter 63: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 14, Penitents
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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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 65: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 16, The Rings
"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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 66: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 17, The City
I need an excuse to visit the City, but without the company of my two Lovers. How to detach myself from them without arousing their suspicions? Indeed, how to get there? The only car here is my Master´s. I don´t quite want to ask if I can borrow it without him. He is bound to ask why.My excuse is provided for me."I have to go into the City tomorrow." announces my Master. "But I´ll be there and back in a day. Either of you want to come? Change of air?""Not me," says Michael, "I´m quite happy here. Everything´s running fine back at the Centre, and I´d rather listen to waves and gulls, than traffic.""I´ll come, Master. I want to do some shopping: a couple of new tee-shirts and stuff. And I´ll pick up some groceries too."He swallows it whole."Fine. Perfect. We´ll set off early."I drive, dropping my Master off at the Haswell Building for his meeting. "What time should I pick you up?""I´ll send you a message when I think we´re going to wrap up. Just check your phone e
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He is bulging. Edging forward between his legs, I unbelt and unzip him, struggling a little to release his already hard cock from his clothes. Michael releases his grip on my hair, and behind me, I hear the sounds of undressing.As I drop to wipe my tongue across the droplet seeping from my Master´s cock-head, fingers probe behind me, dipping into my pussy, testing me.Michael´s voice, "She´s dripping. Our Charlotte´s back again."Then his hand pushes the back of my head, pressing me down over my Master´s pulsing shaft. "Go on. We both expect to see more than that in there. Get your mouth around him properly." I gape, as pushed inexorably downwards, the thick shaft penetrating my mouth, I take as much as I can."Thank you, Michael. I believe I can handle matters at this end. You make sure that that end is kept busy."Michael rams into me from behind, making me ´Mmmfff!!!´ through my mouthful of cock. He pumps hard, my pussy streaming as he pistons into me. A hand snakes aroun
Buying Charlotte Chapter 68: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 19, Fun In The Sun
Under the shade of a palm tree, hot sun, scalding the sky to a white shimmer, sends reflections blindingly across the pool. Michael, suckling at my nipple, cupping the breast in one hand, is playing havoc with my clit with the fingers of the other.Lying on a couple of beach towels, with just enough breeze to make the hot air bearable, I came out to lie in the shade. My Golden Lover arrived minutes later with a bottle of oil in his hand and the devil in his eyes."You´ll burn if you lay out like that, skin like yours. Let me oil you over.""I´m in the shade."He sucks his lips. "Let me put it another way. I would like to oil you over..." His grin is wicked. I can´t miss his meaning."Don´t think we need this, do we?" he says, reaching around me to unfasten my bikini top. Lying back, I stretch like a cat, arms over my head, displaying myself for him. Sunlight gilding his blond hair, bleached now almost to white against his deep summer tan, he grins, teeth very white against
Buying Charlotte Chapter 69: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 20, The Interview
The following day, tidily dressed in a crisply pressed white blouse, knee-length black shirt and inch heeled court shoes, I alternate between excitement and nerves. My Master drives me to the office. "Good luck," he says, giving me a peck on the cheek, and squeezing my hand.Checking in the bathroom that my long hair, rebellious at the best of times, has not escaped the multitude of pins keeping it firmly under control, I present myself at reception."I have an appointment with Mr Haswell. I´m..."I stall...What am I called?"Ah yes, Charlotte Conners isn´t it? Mr Haswell said to send you right in." The receptionist waves me towards the door.I tap."Come in."Richard Haswell is sitting on a low seat overlooking a vast cityscape. Wall to wall windows give a bird´s eye view of most of the City, drawing the eye over the river and beyond, to where I know his city renovation project is ongoing.He stands, smiling, holding out his hand to shake. "Good afternoon, Charlotte
Buying Charlotte Chapter 70: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 21, Playing To An Audience
Standing very close to me, holding me tight at waist and shoulder, the flogger in his hand trailing tails down the naked skin of my back, my Master inhales. "Ah, there´s my girl. Wet already. You smell wonderful."My hips, pressed tight against his, feeling his erection hard against me, quiver at his words. He backs away from me, with that non-smiling smile of his, allowing the leather tresses to trail over my shoulder as he moves.The faces beyond, pale against the darkness, seem mesmerised by the performance. There is not a sound, only the gaze of a hundred eyes on me.Michael, stepping behind, curves his arms around me, running hands over the flatness of my stomach, up through the curve of hip and waist, over the roundness of my heavy breasts. The eyes follow his every movement, as he displays me to them.The beautiful dress sparkles and shimmers as it ripples under his hands before, fingers rising to the nape of my neck, he unbuttons the halter; the two tiny buttons which a
Buying Charlotte Chapter 71: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 22, Returning Memories
The following day, back at the office:"Have you ever taken meeting minutes, Charlotte?""No, I haven´t, Sir.""You´re starting now. I want you to sit in on this." Haswell waves me over to a chair at the far end of the conference table.As a dozen or so people gather around the table, I start jotting down a note of their names.One man sits about halfway along the table. Short and tubby, for some reason, he looks familiar, and as I look up, for a moment there is a flash of semi-recognition, then he looks away, as though he also thinks that he knows me. I chew my lip, trying to place his face, then dismiss it as the meeting assembles.Haswell sits at the head of the table, my Master beside him. The content of the meeting is mundane enough, but I find it useful and interesting, as I learn the roles of the people involved, timetables for work, scheduling for supplies and plans. It is easy enough to keep up with my note-taking.The man I think I recognise keeps glancing acros
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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
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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...
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Buying Charlotte Chapter 164: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 4, Not Just Christmas Dinner...
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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
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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
