Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 31: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Thirty-One

I wake, sunlight slanting across the bed and lie, staring up at the ceiling.

What was wrong with me last night?

I must be nuts. As if my Master would allow anything, or anyone, to hurt me.

I turn and startle as I find him, propped up on an elbow, watching me from above.

“Sleep well?” he asks.

“I did, yes, thank you Master……Master?”

“Mmm?”

“I’m sorry I was so silly last night.”

His eyes widen, his head tilting slightly. “Silly?”

“About going to the club, I mean…… could we go another night? Tonight perhaps?”

He hesitates. “You’re sure of that Charlotte? It’s what you want?”

“Yes, Master. I am.”

A slow, gradual smile illuminates his sombre face. He reaches to trace the outline of my lips with a finger. “Of course we can.”

He looks over me…” Michael…”

“I heard,” says Michael’s voice, still a little sleep befuddled. “You just ruined my plans Charlotte.”

“Really? How?”

“I’m going to have to save myself for this evening, or I’ll be no good to you. But I’ve woken up with a raging hard-on and I was just about to do something about it…”

*****

‘Club’, I am reassured by the surroundings: a crowd of people humming around a bar, chatting, drinking, some dancing. Various doors off, lead

show you around if you like, or just have a

around myself,

will be over here by

two start chatting with a group of people who they obviously know of old. Or to be precise, my Master talks, whilst Michael stands and listens. He

I amble aimlessly around the floor, peering down the dark corridors. Several strange guys, some quite attractive, are trying

and nudity, are preoccupied with each other. A girl in stockings and no more,

woman, her make-up rather over-made, and hair with that brassy look

come with

but

“Well it’s nice to meet

I don’t follow

her cocktail ends up all over my lovely dress. “We’ve

sorry, but I’ve no

in, whispering conspiratorially. “Rumour had it that there was some girl had her hooks into them - no

conversation, and start to make my excuses, but she snags me by the arm, and I can find no polite way to disengage myself. I cast

her, in a mute appeal to be rescued from this obnoxious woman. He makes some excuse

mean….” she continues, “Go on,

“My secret?”

every sub who came through here, and every other club within twenty miles, and then, they just stopped. What did you do to

understand you correctly? Are

you don’t

you.” He leans forward to give her a polite kiss, but I notice that it is an air-kiss to either side

me his arm. “Michael is missing you, Charlotte. Please excuse me, Marcie. Michael wants to introduce Charlotte to some

we walk away, “Who is she, Master?

can’t stand her. She’s a gossip, and

in my

wine and try not to make a fool of myself. Several of the men and some of the women are clearly interested, angling for an invitation into whatever my Master and Michael have in mind. No invitations are forthcoming, and I begin to

they

to

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