Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 21: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Twenty-One

We sit around the table to eat an excellent boeuf bourguignon, chatting.

“So why the train station Charlotte?” asks my Master. “Don’t misunderstand. We’re both very happy to collect you, but, no car yet?”

I shrug. “Oh I’d like one but I’m trying to be sensible with my money, and a car is something I just can’t afford right now. I’m fine on the train.”

My Master looks puzzled. “Er, well, I’ve a pretty good idea of how much you earned with your, um, adventures, with us a few weeks ago. I know how much I paid for you, and how much the other guys contributed afterwards. Surely you must have plenty in the bank? You’re not dressing extravagantly, or wearing expensive jewellery. Where’s your money going?”

I am a little embarrassed. “I know you paid a lot of money for me Master, but of course, the auction house took fifty percent, and I’ve had to pay out for digs and tenants deposit, and everything. And that’s before I’ve bought textbooks and other stuff…”

Michael’s head has shot around at my words. “Fifty percent?” he says incredulously. “After what you did? Selling your own virginity?”

Now my Master looks embarrassed. “I’m sorry Charlotte. Yes, I did know that when I bid for you, but I’d forgotten. How long do you think your money will last?”

“Oh, I’ll be fine. I just have to be careful with what I spend.” I bite my lip and look away to hide the lie in my words. I don’t want to let them know that I am worrying about it.

I don’t think I have fooled my Master. He gives me a long look under lidded eyes, and I look for a way of changing the subject.

“Where are we going to go tomorrow, Master? Somewhere exciting?”

Both my Master and Michael are silent for a moment. I know that I have not deceived either of them. They know something is amiss.

Then my Master speaks. “I thought we might go walking. The countryside around here is beautiful, and there’s a circular trail around the lake.”

“Oh yes, that would be lovely.”

“That’s agreed then. I’ll make up some packs, and we can enjoy the Great Outdoors.”

*****

along the trail, enjoying glorious views, and feeding bagels to squirrels. By the time we return to the chalet, I am well exercised and weary,

jeans, we lounge around in bathrobes by the

soak in that jacuzzi Master. It looked

In fact, you took the

me through to the wet room where I screech

is there, steaming and bubbling, and….

club my Master took me to on another occasion. Now, here they are,

in the small of my back. “Go

slides it off my

like she needs some help, Michael.” says

me up, Michael at my ankles, my Master by the wrists,

drop, squealing and

to clear my face of hot steaming foam, the foamy water coursing down over my breasts,

as a pair of hands pulls me backwards to land on a wet

for some words. “Hi, Guys.” I

“You too Charlotte.”

“And you Charlotte.”

playing

swivel around to see if my

I’d never thought about it before. Did you realise

then I’d not

of laughter from me, and I collapse into

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