Buying the Virgin

Chapter 30: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Thirty

… My Master slips hands into the neckline of the dress, slipping the tiny buttons apart until the halter falls away.

He continues. “And yet, despite your now having no obligation to do so, you return to me, time and again....”

He glides the zip of the dress slowly down at the back until it opens, then falls to my feet, leaving me naked. I see him standing behind me, tall and dark, his face half-shadowed by in candlelight. His hand circles my waist again, pulling me in close to him.

“…. You keep returning to me Charlotte, and we make love, and we fuck. You accept every challenge I set you…….”

He stands so close behind me, the bulge of his erection pressing against my back through his clothing.

“……. You kneel at my feet, and you call me ‘Master’.” He kisses the side of my face again. “How do you think that makes me feel?”

“Master?”

From beyond the room, there is the click of a lock, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing again. Footsteps, then “James? Charlotte?”

“In here, Michael.” calls my Master.

In the mirror, I stand, my Master behind me, his gaze locked to mine in the glimmering reflections, embracing me at the waist with one hand, palm flat against my stomach, holding me close to him, so close. The other hand grazes the contours of my face and neck, cups a breast, then glides south to the vee of my loins.

I see myself, naked, my chest rising and falling, as my Master’s touch works its magic, my arousal blooming, desire pooling in my belly, my pussy warming and moistening.

what he is doing to

Star. He steps into the room, and

plan, Michael,” he says shortly. “We won’t be going out this evening.” Fingers are working through my dampening curls, scissoring between my lips

then pulls me backwards towards the bed. He sits, propped on the edge of the bed,

swells and sensitises. Slipping it from its fleshy sheath, he works me with the very tip of his tongue.

thighs, parting them further, delving in more deeply. My Master responds by reaching forward, hooking his hands behind my knees to lift my legs up and back, exposing me fully to Michael’s searching tongue. My Golden Angel plunges his tongue deep

his words are whispered close to my ear. “Angry? How could

back, just in time to see my Master and Michael, momentarily lock eyes again. Abruptly, the two men both stand up; my Master heaving me upright with

my breath slightly knocked away, Michael shucks off his pants and clambers atop me, straddling my chest. My Master also is stripping off to one side

under my head for support. As my lips part to take the thick shaft, my Master is between

teeth to catch the

swollen pussy lips, is sending my hips into paroxysms. Jerking spasmodically, I shudder and squirm as he licks out my entrance, lapping upwards through my

mouth, unstraddles me and moves instead to kneel behind me. Seizing me by the wrists, pulling my arms back over my head, he pins me top-wise, as bottom-wise, I am pinned by my

the wrists by Michael, at the hips my Master. Electric waves ripple through me as my Master continues to mouth and suck at my ecstatically clenching

Master’s mouth on my palpitating core becomes excruciating. “Enough!” I scream. “Enough

me, watching as I continue to ride

around in a loose embrace, he thrusts

that now I lie above him, his cock still

seizes my hips, lifting me a little onto my knees. My Master continues to fuck me from below, but from above, there is the sudden spurt of damp chill that tells me Michael is applying lube to my rear

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