Mary

I do n't have it off why I returned to the office that evening, why I ran half a block to make for sure I made it through reception before the doorway closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the sound guys, it 's not every day you win a secernment case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the unanimous affair up and the Tribubunal takes ten moment to reach a decisiveness clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the fourth dimension my computing device was on, I had n't realised myself to be honest that the little lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower unit 's memory stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare hard drive as a track record, I did n't plan it but at every point in time that little tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my federal agency the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every single occasion, she even confirmed the day of the month on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the 20 second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was habituate showing her entering my office at the meter she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly complain when we suggested they use the web cam footage as well.

'' Clearing your desk ? '' I asked as I saw her, bending over her desk stuffing the photographs, novelty and debris in a composition board box.

'' Of course. '' she said icily, `` You won, commemorate. ``

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her priggish right judicature courtship, dark-skinned blue jacket crown and matching knee length skirt over pale almost white pantihose, her white blouse was nipping but hardly revealing and she had her long blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore glasses, which hid her deep blue devil eyes and the bust which welled deep in them.

'' Why are n't you celebrating ? '' she asked.

'' Do n't feel like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to understand why, '' I paused and than I asked, `` What did you hope to accomplish ? ``

She looked down at the desk, `` Phew, is n't that obvious, glass ceiling, all that. ``

'' But why me ? '' I asked, `` Why garble a complaint about me ? ``

'' You 're fourth-year partner, well the aged mate 's son, '' she pointed out, `` logic. ``

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Madonna, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six months of the pits, Jessica called off our participation, I suppose you know that, and our legal invoice is near a quarter of a million pounds. ``

'' wellspring mine 's not chicken provender. '' she snapped.

'' right thing the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my costs, not yours. '' I must have looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm belly-up, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will signify no flat which means. ``

'' It 's hardly my fracture ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Of row it is, all those times, in your situation. '' she accused.

'' I never did a thing ! '' I recoiled.

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrifying, Jennie said all I had to do was wear a wonderbra and be friendly and the rest would stick to. ``

'' I do n't understand ? '' I explained.

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick tail million settlement out of court and move on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

'' Girlfriend. '' she said, `` Are you shocked ? ``

'' No, I thought you were a, ah. '' I said searching for the politically chasten terminal figure.

'' Bi, '' she said. `` with a Be and an Eye. ``

'' I see, '' I knew the rumours abounded of my gambol with prostitutes, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

'' Oh well, no backbreaking feelings eh, '' I said, `` What plans do you have ? '' I suddenly thought.

'' thinker your own business. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is register for bankruptcy and go nursing home to mother. ``

'' But your Law degree, surely you ca n't practise if you go bankrupt ? '' I suggested.

'' I waitressed in McDonlds, I 'll do it again. '' she said.

'' That 's exquisitely at Seventeen but sad at forty. '' I told her.

'' Well obviously I 'm finished here, '' she said.

'' I 'm afraid so, gross actus reus, making fictive allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without posting from start of occupation Mon. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

'' It certainly is n't. '' she said.

'' I wanted to say about your dress, ask you to plow up, you made me unquiet, '' I asked, `` Did you get it on ? ``

'' All hot and bothered, that was the plan, '' she admitted.

'' I like you better dressed like that. '' I told her, `` I suppose I feel dependable. ``

'' Safe, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate vulture, dissimilar girl at each social event ! ``

'' They 're escort, I pay. '' I admitted.

'' You pay whores for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the escort are just for the mixer effect, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken beauties and I treat them as if I were a valet de chambre, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly touchstone. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my 50 hammer and not have individual turn up nine months pregnant in due course. ''

She turned round of drinks to face me and sat on the bound of her desk.

'' I see, '' she said, `` Why are you telling me this ? ``

'' You 're a good listener ? '' I suggested, `` Captive interview. ``

'' But, it 's disgusting ! '' she suggested.

'' I wanted to explain. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a relationship, no an entrapment, get pregnant, like Francine did to Dad, do you see ? ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see, no, that was n't it, not babies, just money. ``

'' Never mind, crossed telegram, shall I give you a mitt with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better leave it, it 's company property. '' she said sadly, `` Get a Taxi. ``

'' I 'll help you down with the box, '' I offered.

'' How much is a Taxi to English Hippocrates ? '' she asked.

'' No approximation, '' I exclaimed.

'' You could n't lend me fifty could you. '' she asked.

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

'' Oh no do n't get theme '' she said, `` No I did n't mean that. ``

'' rightfulness, L, no, of course not, secure not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty British pound for sex.

'' I 'll drive you. '' I offered, `` Perkins can pick us up, how 's that ? ``

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperon. '' I insisted, `` Least I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but moment to phone and ask Perkins to come up to accumulate us in the Limo, well our big disastrous company Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't bear but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the lawsuit, but the fact was for six months I had been so bemused with the `` caseful '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Christ. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The suit and shit were off the peg, about lxx quid from Asda Wal mart, a deliberate ploy so I did n't seem too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a failed carpet salesman not a aged figure in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would own to go home and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the niche by Lloyds bank, it was difficult to park outside our construction so we arranged that he would wait there until I waved from our steps, and when he arrived I gallantly carried misfire Hastings thing down to the car.

Perkins glided to a arrest and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous DoI as Perkins opened the threshold for `` Madam ! ``

I joined her in the hind end seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, can we stop by my flat, Arbermarle Gardens 134b, '' she asked.

'' Do you know the way Perkins ? '' I asked.

'' No Sir, but the master does, '' he said referring to the after-market sat nav glued awkwardly to the dashboard.

I accompanied her to her prostrate, the lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a little girl scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to detect her cause all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to lose ? '' I asked.

'' Just hedging my bet. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's figure, I can just take the air away. ''

It seemed very strange to be carrying cases for the woman who tried to deflower me, but she seemed unlike in her neat occupation suit, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the second pair of cases down to the Chrysler, I watched her walk away and go into a room access some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her hair still in a bun but at least her horrendous glasses were gone.

I think if she had thanked me my help either then or before we got to my house then things might have turned out differently but it easy to be saucy with hindsight, but anyway logic suggested we stopped off at my house `` The true pine '' before we took her on to English Hippocrates and I went on to dinner good manners of Haliwell Barnes.

'' I do n't know what I 'll tell mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operated Bill Gates of `` The Pines, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's place. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a incentive from Emma Goldman before Grandfather did the excited blackmail act on me, I 'm not a lawyer do you see. ``

'' Oh, '' she exclaimed, `` I see ''

'' Jessica twisted my arm, '' I said, `` My ex groom-to-be. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

'' Perkins, would you stop by the lycee please. '' I asked, and I turned to Mary and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builders finished, would you care to see it. ``

'' I want to get place to Mother really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from outside but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fitness aids would be installed together with the pool, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in. ``

'' I see, '' she said thoughtfully, as Perkins stopped the car and opened her door.

I slid across the seat inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the United States Department of State of the art steel door of the Gymnasium, `` attack proof, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished aluminium sensor pad and the doorway hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could bear lost this through your Trygve Lie. '' I told her as I ushered her interior, `` Fetch Madams suitcase Perkins, '' I suggested.

'' Excuse me ? '' she said, but Perkins was already walking away, and as he passed through the door hummed and closed oh so gently.

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took detention of the lapels of her cap and wrenched it down her back trapping her custody behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the push holes elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and scanty and within a minute she was reduced from impudent city lady friend to a near bare whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her crown in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely unable to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her human foot from the mess of skid and panties to leave her pinko and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you realise what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your pillowcase, you have nil Miss Hastings do you interpret, zero, between the judicature and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

'' I 'm. '' she said in panic, `` Do n't shoot down me. ``

'' Oh no, that 's too just, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trouser which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two 100 and fifty thousand pounds divided by fifty hammer ? ``

'' F'five thousand, '' she said.

'' So here 's the deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my quarter of a million pound sterling out of you at fifty quid a time, do we birth a muckle ? ''

'' Do n't kill me. '' she said quietly.

'' Then play with yourself and get yourself nice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and tore it into three pieces and shoot down the gusset from her panties.

'' You 're sick, you scare me ! '' she said.

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five years with the Guards, '' I reminded her, `` I know exactly how to kill and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

I saw her fingers working as she tried to spread out herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of April against the files in the cupboard, '' I reminded her from her statement,
'' Shall we try in the closet over there ? ``

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my nasty cheap pant and underpants off and rounded on her as she lay beside the poolside steps.

I pulled her legs roughly apart by the ankles and knelt between her thigh an paused momentarily before I slammed my hard-on right into her in a single mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over peculiar virgin impaled for the firstly clip so I waited a second before I started to have it away her.

Suddenly the troubles of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the liquid fondness of her innermost part, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` build yourself at home, because it may well be your base for quite a piece. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her objection turned to whine of delight as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day fade out into a maelstrom of sex, true lust driven loveless sex, at least on my persona, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for consideration, no endangerment of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the best bit was when I finally shot my load deep in her, without a disgusting gumshoe to constrain and contain my potentiality, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound annotation, `` Keep it safe and when you have a one-fourth of million let me know and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her ruined shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner party party, Perkins will bring you some food, a properly balanced dieting that will keep your coat nice and glossy, according to the mailboat ! '' well dog intellectual nourishment never hurt anybody.

It was a courteous touch but I found a leather belt for her neck opening and another foresightful one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool footprint handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the house to dress formally.

I drove myself to township, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my assets to pay young woman Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my toll, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the threefold carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the miniskirt when the reality of London dealings and more especially myopic London Taxi driver became apparent.

It was an interesting evening, my date, `` Amanda '' was a bit year student at Southampton University, I realised within bit she had a first in lying from the university of life, and within five transactions she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for duplicate over and above the society over dinner.

I decided to decline later, but Prince Rupert Franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a message but we get nothing, but if she will sign an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred cud a week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe find something useful, although with just a year to clear bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can pry out of her. ``

'' I 'll put it to her people tomorrow, '' I offered, `` shall we say fifty thousand as our target and just be satisfied at that ? ``

'' I doubt we 'll top twenty thousand, but lets try fifty dollar bill as a first off go. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her ten percent methamphetamine hydrochloride of Champagne and was becoming something of a jocularity by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the larboard appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the business leader crisscross area where I was sure she would come up a valet de chambre will to pay for her good luck charm while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint glow from the gap in the curtains of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next threshold to Perkins just across the courtyard from my rear door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainers, I felt I needed some practice, get the heart pound that form of thing, and then I jogged the one hundred yards or so to the Barn and Gymnasium.

A castigate Madonna watched warily as I approached her, he hands and cervix were raw from her attempts to get barren from the leather whack and there on the tiles a xanthous pool glistened accusingly.

'' I could n't get to the privy, '' she explained.

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you enjoy your nutrient ? '' I hoped Perkins had fed her.

'' It was disgusting, what was it ? '' she asked.

'' It 's very nutritious, my Labrador `` Patch '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a bitch you eat dog food. ``

I thought she would throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her ruined shirt.

'' You ca n't continue me here ! '' she protested.

'' Actually, I rather think I can. '' I contradicted her, `` But I have n't offered you a drink, would you like champagne, or there is some orange juice or some Australian White or red. ``

'' You 're completely mad, as in insane. '' she said.

'' bubbly it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make love, ''

'' You want to violate me again ? '' she asked.

'' No, you were a volition partner, '' I insisted, `` remember ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine glass with cheap champagne and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the trash, she took a few sips before I took the methamphetamine from her and bent to lap up the shed liquidness from her breast, her nipple constrain instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to realism, `` Stop that please ! ``

'' Hold still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her lips and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her brim leaving her slightly open mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasps as I pulled my tracksuit bottoms down, no not that, my tool is only average, it 's the scrape from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly fervidness, '' another two column inch lower and I 'd give been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so flying, '' as realisation dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, who could pretermit that ugly majuscule scar, now no shirt tails draped my appendage and I stood before her naked.

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you sustain children ? '' she asked.

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing assistant I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's late and you have fifty pounds to earn .... ''

'' Please, do n't hurt me. '' she asked, `` Give me a moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pinko scratch, down among the blonde curls, exciting herself, `` All rightfield, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the endorsement time, with the clumsiness gone, I find, but cold firmly glazed tiles are as hard on my knees and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon decent wave of pleasure washed over me, a sudden notion had her pilus released and without any very effort on her part I was quick to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly late inside her, I never risked it with casual girl or prostitute but I much preferred raw rude unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be sterile for at least a few week after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty certainly that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated pleasure as I pumped her completely wax of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a dearest bite on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad form with a whore so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't thing, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a hungry numeration Dracula forgetful to the burden on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my hard-on shrank, resting on her, letting her take my weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had lilliputian choice.

'' I need the bathroom, '' she announced which rather spoiled the mood.

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminium in a teak frame, Jessica chose it, `` cunt, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, arrogant, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Virgin Mary 's lies.

Jess was n't coming back, she became engaged to Giles so soon after leaving me that I would have assumed they had an amour behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candle flame, okay wine-coloured, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's pegleg apart, we shared the same bed for nine month, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Father and more authoritative thou Father liked her, so we made brilliant know irregularly and I took my joy elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the good morning was the right hand outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to go along her front a occult, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's back with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and Equus caballus whipped, '' was one of her ducky locution for anyone ineligible for her usual authority of hanging, or `` Put before a fire squad like a rat in a Barrel. ``

'' I need the john, '' she said again.

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of course. '' I pulled my jog pants up and slipped the sweater back on as I stood up.

I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplicates in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her leash from the hand rail.

I was part way to the bathroom when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to watch ? ``

'' No, its darkness outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a bitch, bitches are dogs and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the lights before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to earn too much randomness as I pulled her out onto the concrete course and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

'' I thought you needed the lav ? '' I suggested.

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the cold air, `` not nice mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and zip else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her go fall.

She looked up at me in the syncope moonlight, `` Do n't be ridiculous, no one would believe me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

Half a day ago she had stood before the judicature in the Magistrates judicature all dressed up like a senior executive and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, a gratify little cunt with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the running towards the eight ft high gear boundary wall which divided us from the `` North road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B route status since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the lav, ''

'' I ca n't. '' she exclaimed.

'' Yes you can just squat down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a squat and idly held her leash with my left mitt and stroked her hair with my rightfulness, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite an safe ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit titillating, the smell was unpleasant, the wind noises disgusting but she did what she needed to correct there, on the grass.

'' I need a tissue, '' she said quietly.

'' There some rag at the Gym, '' I reminded her, `` Or there 's some foresighted grass, watch the sting nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn pantie and skirt which I threw in the tripe bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the lyceum door and walked home

I showered, ate a swift snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Mary for at to the lowest degree twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously satisfied sleep.

to be continued