All Chapters of Mastering Charlotte: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MichaelLaden with bags of takeaway Chinese, I return to the apartment. James and Charlotte are nowhere in sight, but the bedroom door is slightly ajar and from beyond, Charlotte's wails are drifting out....I grin to myself.Sounds like I arrived just in time for the finale....Pushing at the bedroom door with my foot, I look inside, just in time to sees James' hand come down on her butt and her shriek as it connects. Her ass is all but glowing, brilliantly scarlet where he's obviously been at her for some time.And it's not 'bedroom games' I'm seeing. He's setting out to make her hurt, and not in any pleasant way.What the fuck…?This isn't horseplay. It's a Sub getting the full force of her Dom's anger, a punishment, and James is not holding back. Her face is flushed, her cheeks tear-streaked and her cries have a desperate edge. "What the....? James....?"He barely looks at me, but his voice is a warning. "Stay out of it, Michael. Charlotte and I have a little

James"Charlotte...." I call her into the mirrored room.Her voice echoes through from the lounge. "Master?""I would like you to join me and Michael in here."There is a short pause, then she appears at the door, but she doesn't enter the room, instead hovering, blinking hard as she surveys the room, her fingers weaving knots with each other."Come in, Charlotte," I invite, making an effort to keep the smile in my voice.Still, she hesitates, looking down at the bed, where I have cuffs and spreaders laid out on display.Michael holds out a reassuring hand. Seated on the edge of the bed, he offers her a glass of wine. Very hesitantly, she steps forward to accept the glass, but her back to the wall, she stands well away from the bed.Resisting my own instinct to stand up, legs akimbo, arms folded, I sit, looking up at her. "Charlotte, are you frightened of me?"Her eyes widen.She puts the glass down, then wrapping her arms around herself, she stares at the floor. "N

James"Master, I don't understand," she says."What don't you understand?""Marcie said you don't go to the clubs anymore, you and Michael."I wondered when this conversation would come up again........ pay attention.... get this right...."Marcie was correct. We don't.""There's... no-one else for you? I thought....""Charlotte, Michael loves you. You know that...."She looks up at me, hope in her eyes.Not yet Jade.... Not yet....".... and I am your Master...." She turns her face away and my gut clenches at the look of.… loss.… about her....".... You have accepted me as your Master, have you not? When we first met, I had paid for your obedience to my wishes, but time and again, you have returned to me, to us."She continues to look away. "Yes, Master. I have."It's what I want to hear; what I have always hoped to hear........ and yet, you look lost....The eyes are windows to the soul....Something gnaws at me........ Guilt…?Reassure her...

JamesAfter a minute or so, it seems to dawn on Charlotte also, what has happened."Michael?" she says softly.... "Michael?"He makes no move or sound. He's a big man. Not overly tall, just under six feet, but he's broadly built, and every pound of his frame is muscle. There's not an ounce of spare fat on him........ and she's pinned underneath him....What's she going to do…?.... I suppose a gentleman would come to her aid....I keep my laughter silent........ far too much promise of entertainment to interrupt....He's lying right on top of her. Her arms are free to move, but only so far, because Michael's arms are resting to either side, effectively caging her. Her legs, spread at the thighs by his weight between them, again are free to move, but only within limits. She scrabbles with her feet, trying to get some purchase on the blankets. Unco-operatively, they slide under her, so her feet move, but her body doesn't. After a few moments, she relaxes again, puf

MichaelI return to the apartment to find that James has arranged a surprise dinner and that we have an extra guest: Daniel.Not just about 'dinner' then....Charlotte is doing the cooking, but her mind is on more than just food and her eyes repeatedly wander to the dark, handsome man James brought back.I'd wondered what her cooking would be like when she's left to herself, and it's not bad, although I notice she's picked dishes that are hard to make a mess of. Prawn cocktail is pretty much foolproof, and if you can't produce a decent meal with steak and salad, you might as well give up. Still, it's a good dinner and the four of us chat over the food for an hour or so.Charlotte is noticeably quiet over the meal, a slight flush to her face and her eyes repeatedly wandering to Daniel.James' has brought him back as a 'present' for her…?.... or for himself?Either way, Charlotte is expectant, almost poised.Hardly surprising with the fucking Daniel gave her on Valenti