Buying the Virgin

Chapter 51: The Girl Who Came Back - Chapter Seven

Again, Michael wipes me dry and starts working my screaming cunt and clit again. Eyes squeezed shut, wailing and crying my need to cum, I strain and writhe against my bonds.

“Look at me Charlotte,” he says.

I can’t. My eyes won’t open. Shuddering and shaking, I can’t look.

“I said, look at me.”

Forcing my eyes open, I look at Michael.

“That’s better. I want to see your expression…. Intense enough for you?”

“Yes…” Through my panting, I almost whisper the word.

“I didn’t hear you. Intense enough for you?”

“Yes, yes. Oh, please, let me cum. Michael. Please, I need to cum.”

“Alright. I’ll let you cum.”

Two fingers still inside me, he rubs my clit with the thumb. With his free hand, he picks up another vibe.

As if he needed it….

As he touches the second vibe to my clit, my molten cunt explodes. Screaming out my orgasm, it racks me, wringing the howls from me as I jerk and quake.

On it goes, and on…

“Enough, Michael! Enough, please stop.”

But he doesn’t…

The vibe continues circling my clit, as it pounds and pulses me. My cunt is clenching and clutching.

I can’t bear it…

“Please, Michael. Stop. Please stop.” Is it possible to whisper, and howl at the same time? I manage it.

he doesn’t stop. The tormenting vibe works my

them to one side, he strips off his jeans and plunges

after less than a minute, he

his knees. Looking into my eyes, one hand caressing my cheek, he

still sitting in his chair, eye-pointing my bound wrists.

show. Do please,

only lie there, exhausted, in a puddle

swim perhaps?” suggests my Master. “But you’d better

*****

terrace, overlooking the sea. In the heat, coffee, juice and toast are as

city for a few days,” announces my Master. “I’ll be setting off

shrugs. “No,

but this is a bit sudden, isn’t it? You never mentioned it

found out when I checked my e-mails this morning. Haswell wants

“Is everything alright?”

light enough. I’m hoping he

one,” says Michael. “You can have this

my Master changes into his suit. “I’ll only be a couple of days I think,” he says, kissing me on the forehead. “See you

good care of her,”

“My pleasure.”

*****

It’s hot, really hot.

ceiling, sweaty and

and wander outside. It is a very dark, but very clear, moonless night. The stars, away from

pool: rippling under the starlight,

shoulders, I step, naked, into

water is by no means cold, but it is cool enough to

lengths. The pool is not huge but is plenty big enough to revive me. The cool water is silky on my skin. I have never been able to swim naked before, skinny dipping. I laugh for sheer pleasure. It feels wonderful. The swish and

a small ripple of my hands, to keep myself afloat, then, remembering the

simply stare up into the night sky. As my night vision improves, the stars grow even brighter, and I gaze up at the Milky Way, pick out The Plough, Cassiopeia

a single shooting star streaks across the sky, searing my vision, bright enough

Michael’s voice; he is standing there,

was too hot, but it’s gorgeous in here.

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