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…”

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by the surroundings: a crowd of people humming around a bar, chatting, drinking, some dancing. Various doors off, lead to darkened rooms. A smell of chlorine, suggests a pool or jacuzzi somewhere close by, as do couples

look around, Charlotte? We can show you around if you like, or

look around myself,

I will be

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 seldom

Several strange guys, some quite attractive, are trying to

stages of dress and nudity, are preoccupied with each other. A girl in stockings and

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

Charlotte, is it? You’ve come

that I don’t care for, but I

it’s nice to meet the mystery

I don’t

her glass, and I hope that she hasn’t drunk so much, that her cocktail ends up all over my lovely dress. “We’ve all been wondering

sorry, but I’ve no idea what you

scene.” She leans in, whispering conspiratorially. “Rumour had it that there

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

to be rescued from this obnoxious woman. He makes some excuse to the

mean….” she continues, “Go on, tell

“My secret?”

did you nab them? Between them, they must have worked every sub who came through here, and every other club

do I understand you correctly? Are you telling me that they are

you don’t

arrival. “Good evening Marcie. How lovely to see you.” He leans forward to give her a polite kiss, but I notice that it is an air-kiss to either side of her face, and he does not actually touch her

me his arm. “Michael is missing you, Charlotte. Please excuse

we walk away, “Who is

I can’t stand her. She’s a gossip, and she doesn’t know when

in my cheeks and

to their circle of acquaintances, as I sip 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

they have

turns to me.

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