Hot Revenge Box Set 4
Chapter 49
James
Richard sips the last of his breakfast coffee, craning his neck to see that the women are out of the room. “I think we can agree that having Kirstie’s wedding crop up so conveniently is a blessing. Under the circumstances, what I think we should do, is to try to return to some kind of normality. Yes, Mitch is expecting a baby. Yes, the father is… Well… What can we say about Klempner? But a normal life, so far as we can create that, will be the best option, not just for Mitch, but for Charlotte and Elizabeth too.”
“I couldn’t agree more. I’ll encourage Charlotte and Mitch to throw themselves into helping Kirstie. I’m sure you’ll do the same with Beth. Any other suggestions?”
He sips again. “I think Charlotte suffered from a touch of post-partum depression after Cara was born…” He cocks an eye at me…
“Yes, I agree. She wasn’t herself, but she’s come out of it now. Or at least, is coming out of it.”
Richard nods. “It’s common enough in women after all, and certainly very understandable given the events surrounding the birth. But you believe it is resolving itself?”
“I’d say so yes. Charlotte has been much improved the last few weeks. By which I mean, her worries have related to outside concerns such as the state of her mother’s mind, looking after Cara, helping Beth with Adam. She’s not been turning inward. And as you say, Kirstie and Ryan dropping in on us like that was a tremendous help. In any case…”
I pause, raising a finger as I hear, out in the hall, the foot-tread of my beloved wife and sub…
Eavesdropping?
“… In any case, I believe we settled on a cure…” I raise my voice. “Charlotte, could you come in here for a moment, please.”
A brief shuffling sound and she pokes her head around the door. “Master?”
“Charlotte, Richard here presented you a gift some weeks ago. How much use have you given it?”
Richard looks briefly away then, looking back, with sucked-in cheeks, pastes on a bland expression. Charlotte pinks up, points of colour pricking at her cheeks.
My question was rhetorical. I already know the answer. Charlotte has not used Richard’s ‘gift’ at all since the first night he presented it to her during an episode of ‘family play’. I know this because I pocketed it at the end of that evening.
And in fact, I have it in my pocket now.
But I see no reason to tell her that.
“Master?” She sucks at her lower lip, her gaze darting between me and Richard.
“Charlotte, remove your panties and bend over the table.”
She blinks, looking one way and the other around the kitchen. “What? Here? Now?”
“Yes, here. And now. Remove your panties and bend over the breakfast table. I do not expect to have to repeat myself.” I slide cups and plates to one side to underline my point. Richard, his face straighter than a surveyor’s line, clears the coffee pot and milk jug from the table, then sits, legs crossed at the knee, one arm draped over the back of his chair.
I fish the plug from my pocket, holding it between thumb and forefinger, displaying it to Charlotte. It’s rather attractive, with a silvered finished and set with a gemstone; emerald green: always a good colour on a red-haired woman.
Richard chose well.
has one
the gem, fix on it. Her lips
a sub
believe I gave you an instruction. I
under her skirt to pull down her panties. I retrieve them from the floor, stuffing them in my pocket. “You won’t need those today, Charlotte… Now…” I face-point down to
then bends over the table to lie with her palms flat to the
she can’t see his face, Richard’s
Go on then…
speaks. “Charlotte, hitch your skirt up
several installments, each tug
girl, Charlotte. Your Master and I will see that you receive
not until later.”
“Legs wider, Charlotte. I’ll be giving you to Richard later. He wants to see
can’t see him walk to the grocery cupboard, but she surely hears
“Olive oil, James?”
yes. Thank
hold my hands close by her ear, but still behind her. Rubbing my hands together, I spread the
you permission
her face back to
my ‘hand-washing’ for a few seconds more, then rub the oil over the plug, again, holding my hands close to her face, making
flushing redder than her face and her slit
award myself
laid a finger
… Yet…
his seat again, eyes dancing. Charlotte’s condition is as obvious to him as to me: her
can
move around the table, back into Charlotte’s field of vision, displaying the oiled plug. “You will wear this
She slants her gaze up to me. “Today? All
“Yes, all day…”
her, Richard’s arm is moving. I think he’s stroking her labia… But I slam a hand down to her wrists, pinning her to the table. “You were not
*****
Charlotte
me, hands are peeling apart my butt cheeks, opening me. Something chilly
the hardness of his
fluid splashes at me, trickling between my buttocks. Fingers probe, then rub, lubricating delicate skin. Briefly, a chill finger enters me,
the shoulder, flexes at the wrist, and inexorably, something pushes at me to the rear. “On our last occasion downstairs,” he says, “I thought
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