Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 51

Klempner

It’s not as though I don’t have the time to think… To plan…

I might be short on the creature comforts, but if there’s one thing I have in endless supply, it’s time.

And the time hangs.

There are times I consider finishing it. It wouldn’t be difficult: to tangle myself in the chain and let myself fall into the fetid water.

But even at the end of hope, life remains sweet.

And I have a better reason…

Mitch...

When I think of Juliana’s threats, my throat tightens, my breath catches. My mind freezes over.

But I’m no good to Mitch like that. Or Jenny. So I don’t let myself dwell on it.

She’s alive…

If she weren’t. Or if Juliana had succeeded in committing some harm to her, I’m quite sure she would have told me. Almost certainly, she would show me some kind of proof.

She hasn’t. Ergo, Mitch is alive and well.

But Juliana is never going to release me…

The key…

It dangles from its nail, tormenting me with its promise of freedom.

I have to be patient, make my moves slowly. But I can’t afford too much patience. With the poor diet and unsanitary conditions…

… and the depression…

… and the darkness…

… I’m conscious that I’m no longer in good physical condition. And that’s only going to get worse every day.

Even the fetter around my ankle is looser than it was.

How much weight have I lost?

How long can I last?

I have to escape.

So… How?

*****

 

Michael

“Morning, Mitch.”

Early Spring sunshine streams down on the sultry beauty. A large bag full of who-knows-what women’s paraphernalia is by her feet. A book pokes out of the top. Pregnancy For The Older Woman: All You Need To Know.

She smiles at me from her seat by her front door, setting a porcelain cup on its saucer. Mint-scented steam rises from the pale-green tea.

Cradled into the nook of her other arm, Cara gurgles, trying to point at the birds pecking up a little scattered grain. Her aim’s a bit off, still wobbly and uncoordinated, but she’s trying. As she sees me, she breaks into a gummy smile, then at the sight of Bear and Scruffy trotting along behind, she bounces and jiggles in Mitch’s embrace, little arms outstretched.

“You alright there? With Cara using you as a trampoline?” I nod down to the now noticeable swelling of her stomach.

“I'm fine. Just holding her until James arrives. He's having a shower after he and Jenny went riding.”

“You’re waiting for him?”

“He's dropping me off at the clinic on his way to the office. Jenny’s in the stable if you’re looking for her.”

“I was, yes. I'm at a loose end, so I thought I'd see if she wants some help with the garden.”

“I think you’ll find she’s mucking out the horses right now.”

The clip of leather on stone behind me: it’s James, freshly shaven, his hair still damp; suited and booted. “All ready, Mitch?”

“I am, yes.” She makes to stand. “Michael, could you…”

“Of course.” I take Cara from her. The tiny girl blows a bubble at me. I blow one back.

James heads for the stable…. “I'll just say goodbye to Charlotte…” … and reappears half a minute later followed by Charlotte.

“Okay, let's go.” James offers Mitch his hand. Although her pregnancy is showing now, she still moves gracefully, elegant on his arm.

“Thanks, Michael.” Charlotte takes Cara from my arms. Then, to her mother, “You're sure you don't want me to come with you?”

girl. I

stoop to pick up Mitch’s bag. “Let me carry

*****

off, I return to the stable. Charlie nickers, her ears swinging forward as I enter, knowing what to expect as I take the usual carrot from my pocket. Oliver snorts and stamps, then as I snap the carrot in two, stretches forward to accept his half. Both horses munch contently. Bear

her knees in horse bedding, fork in hand,

came to see if you needed any

She forks up another load of straw, shaking the clean parts free and dumping the rest

get back to a normal

one hand, balancing it on the other. She purses her

“Let's pretend it's normal.”

do

I grin. And wait.

eyes me. “What?

widen my eyes. Flash my

narrow. “You've

look would that

“You know what look.”

Oh, yeah…

travel over her. Let her see me doing it. “You know, you really do things for

shovelling horse shit into a barrow, and

it against the wall. “I rather like you dressed like that too.” A hand

over a crate in your van...” She struggles, hands on my chest as though trying to push me away. But she’s not trying very hard. “There’re those,

slap my hand to my heart. “I’m wounded.” I scan the stable. “What I can bend you over in here?”

houses tack, bits of leather, saddle soap, wax and rope. A single enormous

the gurgling Cara. She’s already watching us, and as she sees me looking at her, she gurgles, beaming a gummy smile,

I scoop her up, supporting her under the arms to bounce her up and down a bit. Then, I move into the sunshine to get a better look. “She’s getting a good head of hair now. As dark as James’ almost. But there’s definitely a touch

and I exchange smiles. “She

going to be a dark-eyed lovely, then?” She chuckles, burbles and blows a bubble at

rests her head on my shoulder. “The

laying Cara back in her spot amid the horse tack. When I reply, I speak carefully, choosing my

shock. I’d never realised just how big a change it is. But I’ve gotten past that. I'm ready for it this time…” She hooks hands around

that?” I cup her cheek with my hand.

“Don't you want one

her, I rock her gently side to side. “More than almost

“Almost?”

I press a finger to her mouth. “I don't want

to.

palm her ass. A plump cheek cupped in either hand, my cock gives me a nudge, and I

Michael, I

with the smell of horse….” Charlie nickers and tosses her head… I nibble at an earlobe. “… And we can both

and play-pretends to push me away…

me by the ass, pressing her against my burgeoning groin. “It's rather

but her eyes say otherwise. Hitching her up, I

her hands come up back

it. Get yourself comfortable.” I fumble for

“If you think you're parking my bare ass on

my sweater off over my head, I lay it over the straw. “A throne fit for a queen. Now…” I return to her belt… “Let's get those off, shall we. You’ll not be needing them for the next few minutes.” I unravel

slaps at my hands. “Let me get these boots

on the sweater, then tug off her boots. Then her jeans and panties, to leave her naked from the waist down. My cock’s already at half-mast inside my jeans

straw, I push her knees

resting on my shoulders, Charlotte leans back, her ponytail swinging back against the straw, giving me a front-row view

still laughter in her voice. “You're not going to scare the horses

how much noise

inner thighs, veeing to the startling copper

her thighs; long, slow, finger-tip caresses, starting by her knees and drawing down and into her warming sex. “I knew there must be a

chuckles again. “It is, isn’t

a fingertip. “You're so beautiful you know. I

opens her eyes to meet mine. “Shovelling horse shit, you

Here, look at you now. Apart from your boobs, you've gotten your old figure back

I'll get it back as fast

did bother

of her as

not. You look after yourself. Um… you realise you're not likely

mean we can't practice. And if we're going to have a lot of babies in the house, we might as well have them altogether; Cara, Adam, Mom's

“Your brother or sister...”

“Yeah... There’s a thought…”

Getting a little serious?

Save that for later…

in, mouthing at soft pale skin, following the same path as I did with my finger: a soft bite just below her knee, then drawing the heat of my lips and tongue downward… downward and inward…

a little, dropping her head again, settling back and lifting her hips to me. Trailing lips over her swelling outer

snort in my ear is followed by a nudge

“Shove off, Charlie!”

blows by

isn’t the

gives a disappointed nicker and ambles back to her spot in the straw, exchanges nuzzles with Oliver, then tugs a wisp of hay from the rack. Jaws grinding the

out laughing, dropping back against the bales, her

down, Woman. How am I supposed to enjoy pussy-cocktail with the horse assaulting me from one side and you shaking

face, then creases up again, knees curling up to her chest while I try

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