Mary

I do n't lie with why I returned to the office that eventide, why I ran half a auction block to bring in indisputable I made it through response before the room access 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 favoritism case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little sporting lady makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten transactions to hand a determination clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no estimate that my web cam was running continuously, all the prison term my estimator was on, I had n't realised myself to be dependable that the little electron 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 record, I did n't plan it but at every peak in time that little tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my spot the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every I occasion, she even confirmed the date on occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no musical theme, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my office at the prison term 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, gaud and junk in a cardboard 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 court suit, dark blue Jacket and matching knee length wench over pale almost white pantihose, her lily-white blouse was crisp but hardly revealing and she had her long blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore glasses, which hid her deep blue eyes and the weeping which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't experience like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to sympathize 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 ceiling, all that. ``

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

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

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' young lady Thomas Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' The Virgin, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six month of snake pit, Jessica called off our battle, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a twenty-five percent of a million Syrian pound. ``

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

'' trade good matter the union 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my costs, not yours. '' I must experience 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 break ! '' I exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

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

'' No, I thought you were a, ah. '' I said searching for the politically counterbalance term.

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

'' I see, '' I knew the rumours abounded of my romps with lady of pleasure, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

'' Oh well, no hard intuitive feeling eh, '' I said, `` What plans do you ingest ? '' I suddenly thought.

'' intellect your own business. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is file for bankruptcy and go home to beget. ``

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

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

'' That 's very well at Seventeen but sad at XL. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, gross wrongdoing, making pretended allegations, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without bill from start of business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

'' I wanted to say about your dress, ask you to hide up, you made me unquiet, '' I asked, `` Did you recognize ? ``

'' 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 marauder, dissimilar girl at each social result ! ``

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the escorts are just for the social event, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken beauties and I treat them as if I were a gentleman, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and intelligent are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pounds and not have person sprain up nine months pregnant in due course of study. ''

She turned turn to look me and sat on the edge of her desk.

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

'' You 're a good auditor ? '' 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 baby, just money. ``

'' Never mind, crossed wires, shall I devote you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better go out it, it 's society property. '' she said sadly, `` Get a Taxi. ``

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

'' How very much is a Taxi to Thomas Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No estimation, '' 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. ``

'' rightfield, Fifty, no, of course not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying fifty dollar bill chaw for sex.

'' I 'll drive 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 office staff, it took but consequence to telephone set and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the limo, well our big inglorious 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 suit of clothes, but the fact was for six months I had been so preoccupied with the `` shell '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

messiah. I thought, `` What a tail ! '' The suit and shit were off the peg, about 70 quid from Asda Wal market, a deliberate ploy so I did n't appear too self-important but it meant that I looked like a neglect carpet salesman not a elder figure in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would feature to go plate and alteration before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyds depository financial institution, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would expect there until I waved from our whole tone, and when he arrived I gallantly carried Miss Hastings matter down to the car.

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous inside as Perkins opened the door for `` Madam ! ``

I joined her in the rear seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

I accompanied her to her insipid, the lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a female child scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to receive her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

It seemed very unknown to be carrying cases for the woman who tried to smash me, but she seemed different in her neat business suit, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's door, '' she said as I took the second twosome of caseful down to the Chrysler, I watched her take the air away and go into a doorway some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her hair still in a bun but at least her awful glasses were gone.

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

'' I do n't know what I 'll say Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operated logic gate 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 grandpa 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 fiance. '' 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 home to female parent 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 assist 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 arse inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the state of the art brand room access of the Gymnasium, `` ardor trial impression, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the round aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your lies. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch Madams grip 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 jacket and wrenched it down her back trapping her hired hand 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 minute she was reduced from smart city lady friend to a near naked whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket 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 pes from the mass of brake shoe and panty to bequeath her pink and naked.

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

'' I 'm. '' she said in terror, `` Do n't kill me. ``

'' Oh no, that 's too dependable, '' I suggested and silently cursed the fix made trousers which made no provision for an erection at all, `` no what is two hundred and fifty thousand pounds divided by l pounds ? ``

'' F'five K, '' she said.

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

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

'' Then play with yourself and get yourself prissy and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and tore it into three art object and displume the inset from her panties.

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

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

I saw her finger working as she tried to distribute 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 trousers and underpants off and rounded on her as she lay beside the poolside steps.

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

She wailed like an over curious virgin impaled for the 1st time so I waited a second before I started to hump her.

Suddenly the trouble of the day just melted away as I luxuriated in the liquid warmth of her innermost parts, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` seduce yourself at menage, because it may well be your habitation for quite a while. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whine of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day fade away into a maelstrom of sex, true lust driven loveless sex, at to the lowest degree on my part, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for consideration, no risk 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 consignment deep in her, without a disgusting natural rubber to cumber and contain my potentiality, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a L pound note, `` maintain it good and when you have a fourth of million let me make out 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 food, a properly balanced diet that will keep your pelage nice and glossy, according to the package ! '' well dog food for thought never hurt anybody.

It was a nice skin senses but I found a leather belt for her neck opening and another longer one and a twosome of
diminutive padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool steps balusters by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the house to dress formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the panorama of either liquidating my plus to pay young lady Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the world of capital of the United Kingdom dealings and more especially myopic capital of the United Kingdom Taxi number one wood became apparent.

It was an concern even, my day of the month, `` Amanda '' was a second year pupil at Southampton University, I realised within second base she had a outset in lying from the university of animation, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred duplicate for extras over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to pass up later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a batch with Virgin Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a message but we get cipher, but if she will signal an arraingement whereby we get anything over the introductory two hundred quid a week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a year to clear bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can lever out of her. ``

'' I 'll put it to her people tomorrow, '' I offered, `` shall we say 50 thousand as our target and just be satisfied at that ? ``

'' I doubt we 'll exculpate twenty thousand, but lets try fifty as a low offer. '' Rupert suggested.

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at to the lowest degree her tenth Methedrine of bubbly and was becoming something of a laugh by now so as soon as was in good order, and well before the port appeared I made my exculpation and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the top executive Cross region where I was for certain she would find out a gentleman willing to pay for her charms 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 future door to Perkins just across the court from my binding door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and flight simulator, I felt I needed some usage, get the philia pounding that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred yards or so to the b and Gymnasium.

A chastened Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempts to get release from the leather belts and there on the tile a white-livered pool glistened accusingly.

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

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

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

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

I thought she would shed up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the white-livered pool 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 drunkenness, would you like Champagne-Ardenne, or there is some orangeness juice or some Australian flannel or red. ``

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

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

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine Methedrine with gaudy champagne and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the glassful, she took a few sips before I took the chalk from her and bent to solve the spilled liquid from her breast, her tit stiffened instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to realness, `` kibosh that please ! ``

'' clutches still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw Champagne-Ardenne glistening on her sassing and before she knew I had flicked my tongue across her lips leaving her slightly open mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasp as I pulled my tracksuit stern 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 Fire, '' another two inches low-spirited and I 'd cause been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so prompt, '' as actualisation dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, who could omit that ugly great cicatrice, now no shirt tails draped my process and I stood before her naked.

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

'' Not personally, but with the assistance of a willing supporter I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's previous and you have fifty pounds to pull in .... ''

'' Please, do n't wound me. '' she asked, `` Give me a import. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink pussy, down among the blonde Robert Floyd Curl Jr., exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the indorse time, with the ineptitude gone, I find, but cold arduous 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 adequate waves of pleasure washed over me, a sudden caprice had her fuzz released and without any real travail on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with casual girl or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised interlingual rendition, I reasoned she would be infertile for at least a few workweek after she stopped taking her anovulant and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was pure unadulterated 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 whore so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty reckoning genus Dracula oblivious to the effect on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my erection shrank, resting on her, letting her take my exercising 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, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, whimsical, arrogant, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Mary 's lies.

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

Candlelight, fine wines, a sense of occasion, that was what was required to jimmy Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the same bed for nine calendar month, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a cute commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to blackguard and Father and more important Grand Father-God liked her, so we made resplendent love irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Madonna, I was already wondering whether my architectural plan to release her in the morning was the right consequence, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her bearing a unavowed, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be surely Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of The Virgin 's book binding with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a track and horse cavalry whipped, '' was one of her pet saying for anyone ineligible for her usual imprimatur of suspension, or `` Put before a release squad like a rat in a drum. ``

'' 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 extra in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her collar from the hired man rail.

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

'' No, its glowering exterior. '' I said, as the theme came to me, she was a bitch, bitches are bounder and blackguard 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 dissent but seemed frighten off to make too a good deal stochasticity as I pulled her out onto the concrete path 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 frigidness air, `` not prissy 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 extend fall.

She looked up at me in the deliquium moonlight, `` Do n't be cockeyed, no one would conceive me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

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

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight foot high limit 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 Bathroom, ''

'' 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 tether with my leave alone manus and stroked her hair's-breadth with my right, `` It 's all correctly, I 'm here you 're quite safe ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit erotic, the smell was unpleasant, the fart 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 hanker pasture, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn panty and chick which I threw in the trash bin and then I leashed her to the handrail again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the middle school door and walked home

I showered, ate a swift collation and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Blessed Virgin for at to the lowest degree twenty seconds before I fell into a gloriously live up to sleep.

to be continued