Blessed Virgin

I do n't know why I returned to the spot that evening, why I ran half a pulley-block to make for sure I made it through reception before the doors closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the legal guys, it 's not every day you win a discrimination case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little woman of the street makes the completely thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten minutes to touch a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no estimation that my web cam was running continuously, all the clip my estimator was on, I had n't realised myself to be good that the little lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tug unit 's computer storage stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to save it on a extra hard drive as a record book, I did n't contrive it but at every peak in time that fiddling hobo 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 date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty minute. '' she said in one clip.

She had no theme, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my office at the times she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly kick 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, trinkets and junk in a composition board box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim right tribunal suit, sorry blue air cap and matching stifle length skirt over pale almost white pantihose, her Elwyn Brooks White blouse was crisp but hardly revealing and she had her longsighted blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore chalk, which hid her inscrutable blue eyes and the bout 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 read why, '' I paused and than I asked, `` What did you hope to achieve ? ``

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

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

'' You 're senior partner, well the older partner 's son, '' she pointed out, `` logical system. ``

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss battle of Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six months of nether region, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our effectual bill is near a twenty-five percent of a million pounds. ``

'' Well mine 's not chicken feed. '' she snapped.

'' Good matter the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my cost, not yours. '' I must have looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm ruin, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will mean no flat which means. ``

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

'' Of course it is, all those time, in your office. '' she accused.

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

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrible, Jennie said all I had to do was wear a wonderbra and be well-disposed and the quietus would follow. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick fourth part million colonization 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 correct terminus.

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

'' Mind your own business. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is file for failure and go menage to mother. ``

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

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

'' That 's fine 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 false allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without card from start of business Mon. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

'' I wanted to say about your frock, ask you to cover up, you made me nervous, '' I asked, `` Did you know ? ``

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

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

'' Safe, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predatory animal, dissimilar girl at each mixer event ! ``

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

'' You pay fancy woman for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the bodyguard are just for the mixer events, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken knockout and I treat them as if I were a man, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my l pounds and not have somebody plow up nine months fraught in due line. ''

She turned cycle to confront me and sat on the edge of her desk.

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

'' You 're a beneficial listener ? '' I suggested, `` engrossed audience. ``

'' 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 wires, shall I have you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

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

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

'' How practically is a Taxi to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

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

'' Right, L, no, of course not, unspoilt not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty pound for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' Ready made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` Least I can do. '' I left her and went to my agency, it took but instant to headphone and ask Perkins to come to gather us in the Limo, well our big shameful 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 have 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 preoccupy with the `` Case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

messiah. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The suit and jack were off the peg, about seventy quid from Asda Wal mart, a deliberate stratagem so I did n't come along too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a failed carpet salesman not a senior pattern in a two hundred yr old family firm.

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

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

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the erectile interior as Perkins opened the door for `` brothel keeper ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

'' Do you cognize 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 flat, the lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a girl scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to determine her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

'' You were expecting to turn a loss ? '' I asked.

'' Just hedging my bets. '' she said, `` It 's in Jennie 's gens, I can just walk away. ''

It seemed very foreign to be carrying cases for the char who tried to break me, but she seemed different in her neat line of work causa, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the second pair of event 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 fuzz still in a bun but at least her dire chalk were gone.

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

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

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Emma Goldman before grandad did the emotional 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 fiance. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

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

'' I want to get rest home to Mother really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a b from outside but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art seaworthiness economic aid 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 state of the art steel room access of the Gymnasium, `` blast substantiation, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my medal on the down aluminium detector pad and the threshold hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could take lost this through your lie. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch dame bags Perkins, '' I suggested.

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

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took clasp of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her plump for caparison her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button holes elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a mo she was reduced from smart metropolis young lady to a near naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra haul and she seemed completely unable to savvy what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her feet from the muss of horseshoe and panty to forget her pink and naked.

'' You see, '' I said, `` Do you realise what it feel like to be destroyed, even as we speak Perkins is burning your cause, you have nothing Miss Hastings do you understand, nothing, between the Tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the make made trouser which made no planning for an hard-on at all, `` no what is two century and fifty thousand hammering divided by fifty Ezra Pound ? ``

'' F'five yard, '' she said.

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

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

'' Then make for 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 tore the gusset plate 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 pop and how far I can go without maiming or killing as well Mary.

I saw her finger working as she tried to circulate herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of April against the Indian file in the closet, '' I reminded her from her program line,
'' 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 erection right into her in a 1 mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over curious Virgo the Virgin impaled for the maiden time so I waited a second before I started to hump her.

Suddenly the troubles of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the limpid warmth of her innermost character, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` work yourself at home, because it may well be your home for quite a patch. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protest turned to whine of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the problem of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, true lustfulness driven loveless sex, at least on my role, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no motivation for consideration, no risk of getting blacklisted by some pander, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the adept bit was when I finally shot my load deep in her, without a disgusting gum elastic to constrain and contain my authority, I could just inundate her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty pound notation, `` hold it safe and when you have a quarter 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, Perkins will bring you some intellectual nourishment, a properly balanced dieting that will keep your coat nice and glossy, according to the packet boat ! '' well dog solid food never hurt anybody.

It was a dainty trace but I found a leather belt for her neck opening and another foresighted one and a twain of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the consortium steps handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the home 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 miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the two-fold carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the miniskirt when the reality of London Traffic and more especially myopic London taxicab drivers became apparent.

It was an interesting evening, my date, `` Amanda '' was a second twelvemonth bookman at Southampton University, I realised within moment she had a first in lying from the university of life, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving schooling at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for supernumerary over and above the society over dinner.

I decided to decline later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a sight with Blessed Virgin, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a message but we get nothing, but if she will signalise an arraingement whereby we get anything over the canonical two hundred cud a week she needs to go on then I think we could maybe regain something utilitarian, although with just a year to clear bankruptcy a class or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

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

'' I doubt we 'll clear twenty thousand, but lets try 50 as a first gear offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her tenth crank of bubbly and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the port appeared I made my excuses and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Rex Cross orbit where I was for certain she would feel a gentleman willing to pay for her spell while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the deliquium gleaming from the gap in the curtains of his bungalow, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next threshold to Perkins just across the court from my back door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and flight simulator, I felt I needed some exercise, get the heart pounding that sort of matter, and then I jogged the C yards or so to the barn and Gymnasium.

A chastened Blessed Virgin watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempts to get rid from the leather belts and there on the tile a chickenhearted kitty glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

'' It 's very alimentary, 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 syndicate with her ruined shirt.

'' You ca n't keep 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-Ardenne, or there is some orange tree juice or some Aussie white or red. ``

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

'' Champagne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could lay down love, ''

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

'' No, you were a willing spouse, '' I insisted, `` remember ? ``

I carefully over filled a wine ice with flash bubbly and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the field glass, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent to work out the spilled liquid from her boob, her mamilla stiffened instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to reality, `` stop that please ! ``

'' Hold still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw Champagne-Ardenne glistening on her rim and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her lips leaving her slightly surface 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 mediocre, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly fervour, '' another two inches lower and I 'd get been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so speedy, '' as realisation dawned that her call that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously treacherously, who could miss that ugly expectant scar, now no shirt tails draped my outgrowth and I stood before her naked.

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

'' Not personally, but with the assist of a bequeath assistant I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's belatedly and you have fifty Irish pound to realize .... ''

'' Please, do n't bruise me. '' she asked, `` Give me a here and now. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her garden pink slit, down among the blond whorl, exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the moment clock time, with the ineptness gone, I find, but cold hard glazed tiles are as hard on my knees and articulatio cubiti as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon plenty waves of joy washed over me, a sudden whim had her hair released and without any real effort on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly mysterious inside her, I never risked it with casual girlfriends or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be infertile for at to the lowest degree a few weeks after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure as shooting that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was saturated sodding pleasure as I pumped her completely full of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a love bite on her neck as started to cum but that 's bad form with a cyprian so guilt trip stopped me until I realised it did n't subject, and so I bit and kissed her neck opening like a thirsty Count Dracula forgetful to the effect on her beautifully picket skin.

I lay quietly for a minute as my erection shrank, resting on her, letting her take my weighting, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had trivial choice.

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

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminium in a Tectona grandis figure, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, self-important, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Madonna '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 affair behind my spine if I had n't known her better.

candle flame, fine wines, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's pegleg apart, we shared the Lapplander bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and sire and more important thousand don liked her, so we made glorious love irregularly and I took my pleasance elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my program to release her in the first light was the right termination, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her mien a secret, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be trusted Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of The Virgin 's back with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and gymnastic horse whipped, '' was one of her favorite sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing team like a rat in a Barrel. ``

'' I need the bathroom, '' 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 duplicate in the sense of touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her ternary from the hand rail.

I was part way to the lavatory when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to take in ? ``

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

I killed the visible radiation before I opened the doorway and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed pock to micturate too much noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete path and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

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

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

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

half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a fourth-year executive and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a squawk, a satisfy little kick with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight base senior high limit bulwark which divided us from the `` compass north Road '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road status since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the can, ''

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

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

It was n't the least bit erotic, the olfaction was unpleasant, the farting noises disgusting but she did what she needed to right there, on the grass.

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

'' There some rag at the Gym, '' I reminded her, `` Or there 's some long weed, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn panties and skirt which I threw in the folderol bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the gymnasium door and walked household

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

to be continued