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

at my

And likely to remain so for the foreseeable

chuckle to myself. I’m getting warm inside… Wet, in

set Cara onto the other breast

But then, he always did

course, he does. He’s a Dom. He’s always going

Get me to choose

got

Downstairs? In his playroom?

the spanking horse? Saint Andrew’s

pussy is

one page after another,

What would he want me

And Michael?

I glance down at my hugely

menus,

to pinch in the 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 be tucked

Green always looks good

specifically, but my Master’s wishes are clear. A quick

lying in her cot, eyes closed, blowing bubbles as she sleeps. And my cart contains rather more

added stockings - hold-ups in case my Master wishes to remove the corset - a wrap-around skirt in some sheer silky fabric, with just a pair of buttons to hold it in place. I

whirls through the possibilities… Our first post-pregnancy session

the Three of

Richard and

and can barely get out

her husband fuck

suck

I gulp a little at the

Totally worth it…

I hit Pay

Should I tell him?

Course I should…

my Master’s original email,

He’ll like that.

in my seat. I’m really

change into fresh

Cara

Probably needs burping…

I find myself smiling as I reach to

Any excuse…

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