Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 33: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Thirty-Three

Feeling uncomfortable, but knowing that I had better finish what I started. “Marcie said that you, both of you, used to be at the clubs all the time, that you had….” I choke on my words.

“Go on….”

“That the two of you had been through every ‘sub’ for miles….”

“Any more?” His expression is carefully blank.

“And that suddenly, you had stopped a few months ago. That you both vanished and everyone wondered what had happened.”

Michael stares up at the ceiling. My Master looks down, apparently studying the pile of the carpet. After a long hesitation, he speaks.

“You happened, Charlotte. You. You happened to both of us, and a game we had been playing together for years, suddenly wasn’t very…. rewarding, any more.”

He and Michael exchange another, longer look. He continues. “As I told you Charlotte, neither of us believed you would come back to us after that first week. But we had lost our appetite for the games we had been playing, and then…. you did come back. And you kept returning to us.” He takes my hand and kisses it. “Why would we go chasing after something that had become pointless, empty, for us, when we have you?”

Michael finally speaks. “You never talk of a boyfriend or another man. We thought you would, but you don’t….?”

I speak slowly, choosing my words. “No, there’s no boyfriend, no-one else. I did try, went on a couple of dates, but it wasn’t the same. I wanted you, both of you. Whenever some guy got interested, we would go out, have a couple of drinks, see a movie maybe, but I just found myself thinking about when I am here……” I trail off, at a loss as to where I go from here.

Michael leans across, and kisses me, full on the mouth. It is long, and passionate and loving, and says everything that words struggle with. As his arms enfold me, I return the kiss.

“So….” says my Master, watching us from the side. “Where do we go from here?”

*****

visits and the time I can spend

I

Michael, all smiles, arms held out in welcome. “It’s lovely to see you again,” he says.

his embrace and he kisses me, lightly, his

around.

today, but he said to say to you to make yourself at home.” He

peace and quiet to revise, so he

“Peace and quiet? While you’re here? With

all the time, can we? And at least afterwards, I’m nice and relaxed

His mouth hovers close, his breath sweet on my face. “I wanted to be here when you arrived.” His

“Ah… um, do I get a cup

You’re barely through the door and I’m jumping on you.” He turns for the kitchen then, “Or would you prefer wine?

“Sounds lovely.”

cava, Michael’s arm loosely around my shoulder. But I know what he wants; the tension in his body is palpable. And… it’s an appealing idea, my pussy warming in

fingers slipping into my hair. His desire is urgent, and I return the kiss, mouth open and my tongue tracing the line of his teeth. Almost devouring me, his mouth over mine, he

me, his deep blue eyes boring into mine, His voice husky, “I wasn’t sure you would

dreadful. This is Michael, my Golden Angel, who loves me. And he does not know that

want you. Of course I do.” And I answer him in the only way I know how, embracing him, holding him close. Kissing him softly, I repeat quietly. “Of

out his hand to me, wiggling his fingers in invitation. Taking his hand, I am led into the bedroom, my Master’s

Master mind?

single kiss at a time on my forehead, down the side of my

He does not want to fuck. He wants to make love. As he trails more kisses down the beating pulse in my neck, I feel his heartbeat through his chest, pressed against me, and my own

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