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Chapter 99: The Father's Betrayal, Part 11, The Lookout
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 100: The Father's Betrayal, Part 12, The Watcher
JAMESThe alert icon flashes up on my screen, then within seconds a photo-message appears on my mobile, then another.Good girl....I open up the slave-link to Kirstie's computer and watch the video she has running. This time I have a ring-side view of the cafe window.A fair-haired man is sitting there. It's still indistinct, but it could be the same individual as from the previous poor image. I double check against the stills she sent from her phone then tap a message through.thnx kirstie, james here. sit tight and do nthng. am taking over your screenAnd now I have something real to work with. I re-centre on the face. A little basic cleaning-up, some refocusing and the image is bright and sharp and perfectly clear.I message her again. that the man?yesI zoom in, catching detail; several good clear shots of his face: weather-tanned features are framed by hair with a sun-bleached look. His shirt is open at the top by a couple of buttons showing part of what cou
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 101: The Father's Betrayal, Part 13, Tom
JAMESTom enters the lobby flanked by a police officer to either side, Kirstie directing them to the conference room where we are waiting.The central table is bare save for a tray with a water jug and glasses. Stanton sits at the end of the table nearest the door, an officer standing by his shoulder.As they enter, Tom is guided to a seat at the end of the table furthest from the door. The police officers stand behind him, one to either side. His face is pale, shiny.Michael enters, quickly looks around the room and then calls something back through the door. Charlotte follows him in, then silently, she sits. Michael takes a seat next to her.Tom's face flashes recognition and he stands awkwardly. "Hello, Jenny." His expression is odd; as though he's trying to smile, but he's nervous. "It is you, then."Her face is a frozen blank. "Hello, Tom. And yes, it's me."He looks around at the gathering. "Am I under arrest?"Stanton shifts in his seat. "Let us say for the momen
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 102: The Father's Betrayal, Part 14, News
"Chad's in the City you know," says Tom."Is he?" Charlotte's pale still, but she's smiling."He is. I ran into him one day down by the arena.""How is he?""He seemed to be doing well. He looked good." Tom sucks at his teeth. "I can see why you were attracted to him." He glances at Michael. "He's married again now, you know."Charlotte blinks. "Married?"Tom's lips quirk. "Not to a girl this time.""Ahh...." Charlotte's eyes widen and she's finally beginning to smile properly. "Well, I hope he's very happy."Tom sighs. "It's all right, Jenny... Sorry, Charlotte. I know what the problem was. I suppose sooner or later he'll tell his parents and they'll stop blaming you for what happened."The door opens, and Stanton pushes his head around, gesturing me out. I leave Charlotte with Michael and her old friend....... I hope....About time she had some....Outside the room, Stanton lowers his voice. "His story stacks up with what we know. We took his fingerprints fr
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 103: The Father's Betrayal, Part 15, A Gift For Charlotte
RICHARDJames brightens but purses his lips. "Don't bother with perfume or jewellery or anything like that...."Hardly...."No, she's not really a perfume and jewellery kind of girl is she...." I laugh."No, she's not. And nothing too expensive either." He flashes me a look.Is he trying to be offensive?"James, money is hardly an issue for me....""It is for her." He sighs, scratching into his hair. "She's sensitive about being given money. Even Michael and I have to be careful about it."Wtf?"Seriously? Michael's married to her. So are you for all practical purposes. A husband is entitled to give his wife gifts...."He rocks a hand back and forth. "I don't think she's fully wrapped her brain around that one yet. She started life and grew up with so little. She's not used to being pampered or cared for. I'm not sure she ever will be."You want to give her everything....... but she won't let you...What would I do?"As a matter of interest," I ask, "what i
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 104: The Father's Betrayal, Part 16, A Gift For Charlotte
RICHARDI work my way along James' racks, trying one thing, then another.He doesn't stint on his budget....Spot a man whose enthusiastic about his hobby....It beats model railways...."What do you normally use on Charlotte?"James leans back against the rack, arms folding, his tone conversational. "I tend towards floggers, but don't let that limit you. If you prefer a crop or a paddle, or whatever, then use it. Just don't leave any stripes on her that will take more than a day or so to fade or you'll have Michael to answer to."Michael's fist.... punching through my office door...."And Michael will be comfortable with this?""He'll be fine." He pauses, rubs the side of his nose. "We used to visit the clubs regularly when we first knew her. I introduced Charlotte to ménage and BDSM, but she took to it like a duck to water. However, we had one occasion...." He sucks at his cheeks....Choosing his words?".... We had an occasion when it got out of hand. Michael r
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 105: The Father's Betrayal, Part 17, Christmas Morning
RICHARDHow to do this?I dress: dark trousers, shirt, tie.... But not the clothes I plan to wear to go out in.Elizabeth is showering and doesn't hear me enter. Her eyes are closed as she washes, her face raised as she rinses under the jets. Water runs in rivulets through the long locks of her hair, making it much darker than when she woke. Foam courses over her shoulders, streams between her breasts and over her belly.My shaft twitches.No reason not to have some fun....Ratchet her along in the right direction....I shift, deliberately making a little noise, and her eyes open. She startles then looks sheepish. "Sorry, Master. I didn't know you were there."She still stands under the jetting shower. "I could see that," I say, drawing closer. Her eyes widen."I'm feeling nostalgic," I say, "for the chambermaid who decided to use my bathroom." Moving deliberately slowly, I unravel the knot of my tie, tug it free then pull it taut between my fists.Elizabeth knows
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 106: The Father's Betrayal, Part 18, Christmas Lunch
RICHARDWe crunch through snap-topped snow, having to pick up our feet to get from the car to the door. A trail of footprints leads back and forth from the door to the garden and in a few places, what look like the exploded remains of snowballs lie star-fished on the surface.From somewhere comes drifting the scent of roasting meat, fruit and spices."Who's doing the cooking?" asks Elizabeth. "It smells amazing.""James, I believe." And I'm not disagreeing with her. It does smell amazing.Unloading the back of the car, I pile Elizabeth's arms with the wrapped cake, a box of candied fruit and the armagnac I know James is partial to. Then I take my own load; the gifts we bought for the three, including a bourbon which I think might appeal to Michael.Arms full, I struggle to ring the bell on the be-wreathed oak door, eventually shoving at the button with my elbow. From beyond, there is first silence, then a scuffling noise, followed by the click and creak of the door opening.
Last Updated : 2022-10-26Charlotte's Search Chapter 107: The Father's Betrayal, Part 19, Crackers
RICHARDSince James' invitation, I've been anticipating with relish the idea of 'playing' with Charlotte. I'd thought after Elizabeth's birthday that Charlotte would want to too, perhaps even be enthusiastic about the idea...Once more...."Any favourite films you like to watch? Elizabeth always loves watching Christmas movies..." I talk across the table. "What's that one you like...?"Elizabeth covers her mouth, swallowing down a mouthful of something, gulps, then, "The Snowman. I don't know how many times I watched it, but I still always cry at the end. What about you?""Yes, it's a good film. I like it too." But her words are lacklustre. There's no enthusiasm there.And I know for a fact that Charlotte enjoys old movies....".... but when I see all those old movies, you know, 'It's a Wonderful Life' and 'Christmas Carol' and all the rest, I've never had a Christmas like that...."Yes.... It's meShe doesn't want....... doesn't want me touching her?The food si
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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
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Charlotte's Search Chapter 195: Her Enemy's Promise, Part 15, The Legacy
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