Mastering the Virgin Box Set Five: A BDSM Ménage Erotic Romance novel Chapter 86

Michael and Charlotte are both watching me, laughter in his eyes, joy in hers.

“That was intense….” I say.

Michael slaps me a high-five. “Let’s share a glass,” he says.

“Excellent idea.”

He vanishes off to the kitchen while I release my emerald-eyed beauty. She perches on the edge of the bed, still breathing a little quickly. I kiss her and wipe her face clean with a towel. “You look beautiful.”

The click of the door and the clink of glass. Michael enters with a tray bearing three flutes and a bottle of cava, dewy with chill.

Yes, this is a celebration….

The wine bubbles and froths as he pours. “A toast I think,” he says.

He pauses for a moment then raises his glass. “To my future Wife, and my Best Man.”

What better toast?

I raise my own glass. “To my Best Friend and my Wife-de-Facto.”

And my Jade clinks her glass against ours. “To my Master and my Husband-To-Be.”

*****

Two Years Ago

“Are you ready, Charlotte?”

Her stomach clutching at the thought of what she is about to do, a young woman, twenty-two years old, red-haired, green-eyed, scans the auditorium. Demurely dressed in blouse and skirt, the leather collar at her throat is a biting reminder of the reality.

The hall is full, men of all ages, races, colours; perhaps two hundred or so. They have only two things in common….

They are rich….

…. and they want to fuck a virgin.

She resists the rising panic.

One week….

It’s only for one week….

If she can keep her nerve, if does this right, she will be free.

“Charlotte, they’re waiting.”

Taking a deep breath, Jenny lifts her chin….

…. and Charlotte steps up to the podium.

*****