Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 6

Charlotte

I love being a Mom.

From her bundle of fleece and wool, Cara looks up into my face, her eyes fixing on me in a way that they didn’t when she was first born. Her features have lost that squashed-up look she had at first, filling out to more of the true ‘Winston Churchill’ look of young babies.

My baby…

So beautiful…

There’s never been anything so beautiful in the whole world…

… But when she was new-born, she was a beautiful, little squashed-up red prune.

Cara held close to my breast, she suckles contentedly…

Wonder how long it’ll be before she does more than eat and sleep?

However wonderful My Baby might be, the novelty of breast-feeding is wearing off fast. Bored, Cara supported in one arm, I browse my tablet, scrolling the feed with a thumb.

Somehow, they have gotten hold of my email address and my In-Box is bombarded with ads for milk substitutes, nappies, early learning for babies… Jabbing my thumb at the offending posts, I delete one after another…

And then, something more interesting…

Aaahhh…

A message from my Master…

Wonder why he used my work address?

?

Probably came up first on the autofill…

I tap with my thumbpad, fumble, then Cara held in the crook of one arm, pass the tablet to one hand so I can tap in properly with the other.

An image opens up: a corset. It’s a beauty: satin and lace in a shade of jewelled emerald, edged in a deeper jade.

Thought you might like to browse this site. Find something you like. Life’s getting back to normal xx

Intriguing…

… and I can see why my Master picked out the one he did.

Smiling to myself, I follow the link through to find myself on a website for sexy underwear… Actually, beyond sexy. Downright erotic. Anything but bored now, I explore the lingerie: black lace, red satin, bodices and bustiers, stockings and garters, thongs and French knickers…

It’s been so long since I was able to wear anything like this, but my figure is rapidly returning to normal…

still

glance down at

And likely to remain so for the foreseeable

chuckle to myself. I’m getting

onto the other

clever idea of my Master’s, sending me this. But then, he always did know me better

again. Of course, he does. He’s a Dom. He’s always going to start by playing inside my head,

to choose

he got

Downstairs? In his playroom?

horse? Saint

pussy is

after another, I

What would he want me to

And Michael?

current… I

hits me. Working back through the menus, I locate the corset in the image

waist. Nonetheless, it’s laced at the back to allow for an expanding, or shrinking, figure. The cups are firmly supportive for the ‘fuller figure’ but could

is perfect. Green

wishes are clear. A quick tap on

later, Cara is lying in her cot, eyes closed, blowing bubbles as she sleeps. And

fabric, with just a pair of buttons to hold it in place. I hesitate over the shoes: spiked heels, in a deep jade to match the corset. Utterly impractical

the possibilities… Our first post-pregnancy session in my Master’s

Three of

Richard and

all but at term now and can barely get out of her chair now without help. But

her husband

me suck him

what I’m spending, I gulp a little at

Totally worth it…

hit Pay

Should I tell him?

Course I should…

email, I click reply: Look

He’ll like that.

my seat. I’m really

change into fresh

thoughts are interrupted as Cara burbles, burps, then starts

Probably needs burping…

I find myself smiling as I reach to pick her

Any excuse…

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