Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 25: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Twenty-Five

The ‘gift’ is a vibrator, a beautiful vibrator. This is not the standard high-street model, 2 x AA batteries and off you go, model. Silvery, it is sleek and expensively plated, with a satin soft, velvety finish. There is a set of touch-button controls with a small read-out screen.

I gape and Michael grins. “As I say, make yourself comfortable. Entertain yourself until we come back, but, um, not too much, eh…. We all want to attend the party.”

*****

I lie, lounging on the huge bed in my Master’s mirrored room. It is such a lovely room, not overly-large, but large enough for what is needed. There is little in here except the bed, centred between mirrored walls, and thick carpets on the floor. The lighting is low, with fat candles on wall sconces, their light scattered and splintered by the mirrors that surround me on all sides. I see myself, reflected a hundred times back and forth, in the light of a thousand ghostly candles.

Relaxing in the comfort of the sheets, black and sleek, the smooth fabric is sensual and warm against my skin.

I am wearing little; a simple white lacy camisole, in a smooth and sensuous silk, another gift, which accentuates my already pale skin and red hair. My Master and Michael never haggle over the cost when we have our time together. I have never truly learned how they earn their livings, but I really don’t care. That is not the side of them I see.

I am wearing the snowy silk garment at my Master’s request. When I phoned him to ask if I could visit for Valentine’s, he was delighted.

“Any special requests Master?” I asked. “That I should know about?”

“Wear white Charlotte, please. Buy yourself something pretty. I’ll pay for it.”

“White?”

“Yes, white. I’d like you to look… virginal again.”

I laugh. “I’m hardly a virgin anymore, Master. You saw to that. You paid quite a lot for it as I remember.”

“Yes Charlotte, I paid for it, but it felt like a gift from you. You could have held back, or delivered grudgingly, but you gave yourself to me fully and completely. It is a treasured memory for me.”

“And you would like to… take my virginity again…?”

He is silent for a moment, then “Something like that…. Wear white Charlotte, for me.”

*****

After some experimentation, I find that

series of

set the vibe to a low power and through the

in mind

happy to have me warm myself over, to

my two Masters will take me to today. For sure, I will be filled, fucked to conclusion, but how will they do it? Together?

is running liquid and loose

is sensitising, my pussy welling, melting. With every pulse of the vibe, more and more, I want to feel the touch of my Master and my Lover. I want them inside me. I want to

myself all the way. My Master

of the vibe, I

Damn!” says

“Holy fuck!” says another.

there is a small crowd in the room, gathered at the foot of the bed, watching me play with the humming toy. My Master and Michael stand there, Michael grinning broadly, my Master sucking in

them, are three other men that I do

American type; all square jaw and teeth; handsome, with the

tanned and with eyes of iced grey, the other tall, lean, athletic and his skin so dark a black, as to

voice, "Since you have started without us Charlotte, show us yourself. Let everyone see you." He glances around, indicating the group of strangers. “I’ve tried

and vibe still poised between my legs, I look up at

stares down at me, a glint of challenge in

warm and reassuring. “Do you

my limits, but not beyond.

Michael loves

these games and yet

bed, stretching, cat-like,

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