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Chapter 164: The Virgin´s Real Christmas, Part 4, Not Just Christmas Dinner...
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MICHAELThe coffee done, liqueurs drunk and the last corners filled with tiny hand-made truffles, we sit. And gradually, the chatter fades.... We all know where this is going...I see something pass between James and Richard...... They really did plan this between themselves...... and Richard stands, acknowledges me, the question in his eye and I nod assent...... She is my wife after all...He turns to Charlotte, offering her his hand. She takes it, rising, and his gaze returns to mine, eye-pointing me to Beth.Standing, I offer my hand to the jade-eyed lovely seated next to me. "Beth?"Her cheeks showing the smallest of blushes, she accepts my hand and rises.Together, the five of us descend the steps to the basement and James´ ´playroom´; a dungeon by any other name.... How did he manage to arrange all this, and I didn´t notice?BETHIn the basement, James´ demesne, is all the equipment and paraphernalia of a Master, in just the setting one would expect
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"Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning big-time."Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash."Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master.""That´s better. Now come with me. We´re going to have a little chat."He leads me to an ante-room to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bric-a-brac, the left-overs of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax.He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don´t worry," he says. "I´ll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I´m enjoying the view."I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master."On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag flo
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Standing before him, bare-breasted, I am suddenly bashful and cannot look him in the face. Dropping my gaze, his trousers are bulging at the front. I swallow hard, but simultaneously, heat surges through me again. I barely know what to do with myself, panting, pulse racing and beginning to flush. I can see my belly and breasts turning red, glistening with sweat."You´re alright Charlotte. It´s perfectly normal. You are aroused. Listen to your body. It has a lot better idea of what is happening than you do. Just let it flow."I glance into his eyes again, and unwilling to trust to words through my shuddering pants, simply nod again, then find my gaze drawn inexorably to the bulge in my Master´s trousers."It won´t bite you," he says. "It is going to fuck you, but not until you´re ready for it, which isn´t yet." He takes my hand, guiding it downward. "Touch me. I´d like you to, and I think you will like it too." I touch him, nervously at first, jumping, a little startled as I fe
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