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Chapter 71: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 5, Twenty-Eight Years Ago, Klempner
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 72: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 6, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Albert's Wedding
From a cafe across the road Mitch, wearing jeans and tee-shirt, her eyes red and swollen in a face stripped of make-up, watches.The wedding party arrives, the car long and low and black, decked in ribbons, pulling up at the front steps. The bride steps out. Mitch doesn't know her. Dressed in a pale lilac two-piece suit, the woman stands very upright, directing Al to the door, her air crisp and efficient.More cars pull up behind. Her brothers step out of one. In dark suits and tall hats, they look so smart. Stephen follows the bridal couple inside. David lingers, looking right and left, then also makes his way inside.Another couple steps out, a little girl toddling with them. Her thatch of brilliant orange hair clashes violently with her lilac bridesmaid's dress.*****"You alright, Mitch?" Angelo pauses from his eternal polishing of glasses, examining her. Unusually, her makeup is heavy, almost plastered into place. "You look as though you have a cold coming on or somethin
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 73: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 7, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Klempner
"I think you'll be pleased, sir. Would you like to inspect the first shipment?" Bech wears that expression of wax-faced smugness he's so good at. "Or would you prefer to let me assign them?""I'll take a look, Bech. Let's see that we agree on the appropriate market for them.""This way."A group of a dozen or so men and women stands at the end of the room, guarded by a couple of Bech's heavies. As I step through the door, one of them, a woman, breaks from the line, rushing up to me. She's not bad looking, but she's spoiled her face. Her eyes are swollen and red. Scrabbling at my chest, she whimpers....Christ, you stink........ speaking with a heavy accent. "Please, sir, there is mistake." She waves a piece of paper at me, much creased. "I come here to be governess and housekeeper. I am to be teacher of language and drawing to rich man's children." Bech pushes her away from me. "Shut up."She doesn't take the hint, instead grovelling, weeping and screeching uselessly.
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 74: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 8, Charlotte's Birthday
JAMESIt's Charlotte's birthday, her first spent with me and Michael and of course, he and I have planned to make it a memorable one. For the evening, we agreed our plans for her a few days ago and we have planned a small private party. He's bringing a cake. I've brought in the wine and the food and....And....It goes without saying that Charlotte is going to get a good birthday fucking. It's a distracting thought. In the shower, my mind wanders in that direction until I turn the water temperature down to keep my erection under control for a more appropriate moment.Dressing, I choose my clothes carefully. I know what presses her buttons. I pick out the tie she likes, my best shirt, cuff-links....And now to find my mermaid.She's where she's been all day. Michael and I both insisted that for her birthday, she should take a day off from working and just enjoy herself. Since the weather is filthy, this has translated to stretching out on the settee by the fire and reading.
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 75: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 9, Ben's Enlightenment
CHARLOTTEI can't help myself. As Ben bursts into the room, I shriek. It's not exactly fear. Not exactly protest or surprise. I'm not sure what it is, but I shriek.My Master reacts instantly, almost launching himself upright to face Ben. There is a clatter as, in his haste, he knocks over a side-table, taking a lamp with it which lands on the floor with a crash.And in a move that, even in the emergency of the moment strikes me as sweet, he snatches at the sheet, tossing it over me and covering my nakedness."Get the fuck out of here, Ben! Who d'you think you...."Ben is not listening, screaming abuse, fists curled tight. "You whore! You've barely been married any time and you're already fucking my brother's so-called best friend...."Pulling the sheet around myself I tumble out of the bed, backing into a corner away from Ben. I'm screaming something back at him but he's not hearing the words."... And you, you fucking bastard! I knew you couldn't be trusted. You're supp
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 76: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 10, Kirstie's Truth
Ben's chest is heaving, his eyes wild. "You bitch. You've been playing me along, all this time. Who is he?"With an air of 'Let's get it over with,' Kirstie says, "It's not one."My Master rolls his eyes...."What do you mean?" demands Ben. "Not one? There's more than one?""Yes, there's more than one." Her voice is matter-of-fact. "I'm seeing other men than just you.""More than one...." The pitch of Ben's voice is rising. "How many men are you fucking? Is that why you're saying what you are about Mike? You play fast and loose, so you assume everyone else does? I thought you and I had something special. I thought it was you and me; that we were an item?"Her chin juts. "I never said that. I never said anything like that....""You slept with me. We made love together...."Michael and my Master are exchanging surreptitious glances now.... My Master who had paused at getting his trousers zipped and belted, slips on his shoes.Getting ready for trouble?"Ben, we've had
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 77: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 11, The Explanation
"I didn't want...." She gulps, swallows hard and starts again. "I didn't want to come, but Ben was so angry when he thought he'd seen Charlotte and James.... When he thought he'd seen them...." Red-eyed, she looks up in appeal, like a little girl 'fessing up to stealing cookies. "I was trying to stop him, or at least calm him down."What a fucking mess...."Didn't help much, did it?"What to do with her....James....Can't risk him knowing she's still here..."Look, it's getting late," I say. "I'd put you up in the hotel overnight, but I don't think it's a good idea for you to risk running into James right now. I'll call a taxi to get you home. Have you got keys to get back in?"She wipes snot from her nose. "There's a spare set with my neighbour, thanks." Her voice chokes. "I don't think it's going to help much with James though. I'll have to see him at the office tomorrow, assuming I still work there."A vision of Kirstie having to face James at his worst stalks acro
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 78: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 12, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Klempner
"What do you have for me, Frank? Bech tells me you're very pleased with yourself."He displays teeth like a magician brandishing a hat. "Bech was right. In fact, I have what I think will be very good news for you.""Yes?"Conners rolls out a ground plan, jabbing a forefinger at a small area marked out in red. "You own now almost all the area surrounding Blessingmoors. But, that plot to the west side.... you know the one.... with the old witch that kept complaining about the noise? It seems she's been in a road accident; hit and run. She's in hospital. Her family have put the place up for sale.""She's alive?" I glance at Bech who, almost imperceptibly, widens his eyes but shrugs."Yeah," Conners is off-hand. ".... but they say she won't be coming home again. If she lives, she'll be in a home. You don't have to worry. If you want it, the property's as good as yours." He straightens up. "You want me to go ahead? I took the liberty of putting in a statement of interest to make s
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 79: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 13, Twenty-Six Years Ago, Mitch
KLEMPNER"Nice to meet you, Mitch," I say to her. "Dance for me."She slips off her shoes, then ignoring Conners, her eyes holding mine, she sways to the music, dancing for me.The dress she wears seemed classically respectable when she was sitting and walking, but now that she dances, it falls open, slit to the thigh, displaying long, firm calves and thighs. Hips undulating and her body weaving with the slow, sensual music, she strokes herself, caresses herself....I want to get between her thighs and bury myself in her. In the background, Frank mutters. "Fuck me...."Mitch slips hands behind her neck, raising her hair, then sits, backing up beside me, offering me the clasp of the halter. I unfasten it and the halter falls, exposing a slender waist and smooth, sculpted shoulders. The only break in the perfect skin is a small tattoo of a butterfly behind one shoulder. I pause, a hand resting at the top of either arm.To the fore, Conners is grinning. "Nice tits." He takes a
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 203: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 23, Richard's Gift
A sound... Charlotte clearing her throat. "Ummm...""Yes, Charlotte." Richard swings around. "I believe that makes it your turn. James... Together or separately?""You're the guest, Richard. You choose.""In that case, I think together. Heads or tails?""Oh, tails I think, if that suits you?""Absolutely."As I withdraw from Beth, tucking away my subsiding erection, I help her upright.Richard and James both stand, side by side, towering over Charlotte. I back away from the action, giving them space, but take Beth with me, pulling her down onto my lap as I sit, nuzzling into her neck. "Thank you. You have no idea how much..."She twists back, kisses me on the mouth. "I think I did know."James and Richard are both stripping off jackets, ties and shirts, kicking off shoes. "I think Charlotte's about to get it big time," she murmurs."I'd say so, yes."James drops to his knees, settles between her thighs.Richard unzips, releases himself, then stroking his erectio
Charlotte's Search Chapter 202: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 22, Kink
MICHAELheading south, I tug at the ties of the thong, pulling away about a square inch of satin as the flimsy thing falls away.Richard sucks in air. "So, James, where would you like me to start?""I'm sure you don't need instructions from me..." James drops eyes to Beth's smooth pubis. "... An old hand like you." His gaze shifts to Charlotte... "But I think we'll adjust the furniture a little." Rising, he takes a stand-mirror from the corner of the bedroom, moves it to the side of the bed, adjusts the angle, then stands back to gauge the results. He adjusts it a little, measures it by eye again and then nods. Charlotte has an excellent view of her own sex."Would you like her opened a little further, Richard? I imagine you'll want to reach everything easily.""Excellent idea, James. The knees wider I think, and we'll lift her hips."It's a game they play, the pair of them, torturing her with anticipation, but Charlotte's eyes tell a tale. The two Doms work as a team, J
Charlotte's Search Chapter 201: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 21, Michael
MICHAELI sit, staring at nothing, thinking about...... Nothing...Maybe I should get something to eat?My gut's griping. I've not eaten all day. Sally brought me one of her usual offerings for lunch; a plate-sized bacon and egg sandwich and a can of beer, but the smell turned my stomach.Scruffy ate well though along with Kirstie's tribe, running wild around the gardens in hairy, waggy, excitable enthusiasm.The pint-sized rag-tag lies by my feet. Occasionally he looks up at me, whining. I scratch his ear and he settles again.There's no sign of James and Charlotte other than James' tablet on his armchair and a book, marker inserted, on Charlotte's favourite spot on the settee. With no real interest, I look at the cover. 'A Song of Ice and Fire - A Dance with Dragons.'The scent of something is drifting in, James' cooking I assume. A part of me says it smells rich and savoury, winey and herby, but my gut recoils.Just a coffee maybe...I head for the kitchen, but
Charlotte's Search Chapter 200: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 20, Sandwich
MICHAELI don't much feel like breakfast, but for the sake of form, I join Mitch, James and Charlotte in the kitchen, downing a coffee, then pouring another.James is on his usual 'toast and coffee only' breakfast. Mitch works her way through yoghurt and muesli, eating tidily and sipping at a cup of peppermint tea.Charlotte's standing on tiptoe, rummaging at the top shelf of the store cupboard. James stands, walks across. "What are you looking for?""Pickled onions.""You don't like pickled onions.""I felt like one sliced up on my sandwich."I've already seen the other items laid out on the worktop for Charlotte's 'sandwich', along with the expression flitting across James' face as he saw them too.Hmmm...But he snakes up a long arm to the top shelf and takes down a jar.In some fascination we sit, watching Charlotte assemble a peanut butter, avocado and pickled onion sandwich, on crusty bread cut thick enough to use as a draught excluder. In a final flourish, sh
Charlotte's Search Chapter 199: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 19, Redemption
JAMESIt's a nice area. A pretty area. And it's a day for seeing it at its best.Yachts and pleasure boats float in bobbing ranks on sparkling water. Tourists walk by with ice creams, tossing coins to cross-legged artists sitting by pavement chalkings. Shops sell souvenirs, art and holiday wear.The apartment block is clean and well-maintained. The hallway as we approach the door smells of new carpet and fresh paint.Mitch stands outside the door, seeming to gather herself together, then taking a breath, she inserts the key, turns it, opens the door and we step inside.It's... lovely...Sunlight dances over walls painted in soft neutral colours. They complement the furnishings, made from some pale golden timber, perhaps beech."Can't fault his taste," comments Michael.Paintings dot the walls, abstract mainly, except for a single striking piece taking the centre of one wall; an image of ice and broken water in astonishing rainbow hues."Amazing painting," I say, looki
Charlotte's Search Chapter 198: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 18, The Package
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 197: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 17, Remembrance
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 196: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 16, Charlie
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 195: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 15, The Legacy
JAMESMichael...He's depressed...What can I do?Change of scene maybe?*****"Charlotte, I was thinking, we're about due for your road-trip."She pauses, half a sausage impaled on a fork midway to her mouth. "Road-trip, Master? What road-trip?""Have you forgotten that you were bequeathed a house? And everything in it. Perhaps it is time to make good your claim?"The half-a-sausage drops back to her plate. "Go back to the farm you mean? The last time I was there, they... they weren't very welcoming."Michael is listening, chewing on toast and marmalade, suddenly looking more animated than he has for days.Thank God..."Things have changed since then, haven't they," he says. "You've spoken with your friend Tom. He knows the truth of what happened. And of course, there's Chad."Still she stares at the sausage and the fried egg congealing by it. "I'm not sure..."I pour myself more coffee. "Even if all you decide to do is sell the house, you'll need to visit
