Mary

I do n't know why I returned to the situation that evening, why I ran half a block to produce 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 harlot makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten minutes to reach a decisiveness clearing me and the house of any wrong doing.

She had no mind that my web cam was running continuously, all the time my reckoner was on, I had n't realised myself to be honest that the piddling lens at the top of my proctor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tower whole 's memory stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a plain intemperately driveway as a record, I did n't contrive it but at every point in clip that little tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

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

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my government agency at the sentence 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 picture, trinkets and debris in a cardboard box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim right court suit of clothes, dour blue angel crown and matching knee duration skirt over sick almost white pantihose, her white blouse was crisp but hardly unwrap and she had her long blonde fuzz pulled back into a bun, she even wore meth, which hid her deep blue angel eyes and the tears which welled deep in them.

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

'' Do n't palpate like it, '' I answered, `` I really want to understand 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 falsify a charge about me ? ``

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

'' Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six calendar month of Hades, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our effectual bill is near a poop of a million British pound sterling. ``

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

'' Good thing the pairing 's paying. '' I suggested.
'' That 's what I thought, '' she said, `` But they only pay my costs, not yours. '' I must accept looked shocked, `` Did n't you know, I 'm bankrupt, effectively. '' she said, `` No job, which will mean no straight which means. ``

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

'' Of course it is, all those times, in your federal agency. '' she accused.

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

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

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

'' Unprofessional doings, '' she explained, `` A flying one-quarter million village 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 frolic with whore, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

'' Mind your own concern. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is file for bankruptcy and go habitation to beget. ``

'' But your Law point, 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 fine at Seventeen but sad at Forty. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, gross misconduct, making false allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from start of patronage Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

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

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

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

'' prophylactic, you ? '' she said, `` The ultimate predator, different girl at each mixer event ! ``

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the escorts are just for the social consequence, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken sweetheart 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 criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my L dog pound and not have person rick up nine months pregnant in due course of instruction. ''

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

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

'' You 're a honorable listener ? '' I suggested, `` intent 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 telegram, shall I return you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

'' I 'd better get out it, it 's caller attribute. '' she said sadly, `` Get a Taxi. ``

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

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

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' 50, ah. '' I said.

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

'' right wing, Fifty, no, of path not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' make made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` to the lowest degree I can do. '' I left her and went to my office staff, it took but moments to phone and ask Perkins to get to collect us in the Limo, well our big black 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 sustain but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the suit, but the fact was for six calendar month I had been so preoccupied with the `` display case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Christ. I thought, `` What a bottom ! '' The suit and red cent were off the peg, about 70 quid pro quo from Asda Wal Mart, a deliberate stratagem so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a failed carpet salesman not a senior figure of speech in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would have to go habitation and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the quoin by Lloyds bank building, it was unmanageable 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 things down to the car.

Perkins glided to a arrest and I opened the tailgate and loaded the box into the cavernous interior as Perkins opened the door for `` gentlewoman ! ``

I joined her in the derriere seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

'' Do you know 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 flat, the facelift took us to the tertiary foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a young woman scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

It seemed very strange to be carrying cases for the woman who tried to ruin me, but she seemed different in her neat concern 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 door some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her hair still in a bun but at least her awful spyglass were gone.

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

'' I do n't make love what I 'll evidence Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically go 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 Goldman before grandad 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 block by the Gymnasium please. '' I asked, and I turned to Blessed Virgin and said. `` Jess designed it, but she was gone before the builders finished, would you care to see it. ``

'' I want to get abode to female parent really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from out of doors but Jess had it planned that all the state of the art fittingness tending 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 stern inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the state of the art steel door of the middle school, `` Fire validation, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could consume lost this through your lies. '' I told her as I ushered her inside, `` Fetch Madams bags Perkins, '' I suggested.

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

'' What do you, '' she said, but I took hold of the lapels of her crown and wrenched it down her hind trapping her hand behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button kettle of fish elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a arcminute she was reduced from smart metropolis girl to a near au naturel whore.

'' No, '' she squealed even before I tore her jacket in half and flipped her bra catch and she seemed completely ineffectual to grasp what was happening, even when I ripped her brassiere down and off and freed her metrical foot from the mess of skid and panties to result 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 showcase, you have nothing Miss Hastings do you translate, nothing, between the Tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trousers which made no provision for an hard-on at all, `` no what is two c and fifty thousand pounding divided by fifty dollar bill Lebanese pound ? ``

'' F'five chiliad, '' she said.

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

'' 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 buck it into three bit and charge the gusset from her panties.

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

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

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

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my tight trashy 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 thighs an paused momentarily before I slammed my erecting right into her in a ace mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over curious Virgin impaled for the low gear fourth dimension 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 passion of her innermost theatrical role, `` That 's really pleasant thank you. '' I said nastily, `` Make yourself at base, because it may well be your home base for quite a while. ``

'' No ! '' she protested but her dissent turned to whine of pleasure as despite herself she too felt the difficulty of the day dissolve into a vortex of sex, unfeigned lustfulness driven loveless sex, at least on my parting, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for condition, no risk of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the honest bit was when I finally shot my load deep in her, without a disgusting safety to cumber and incorporate my potency, I could just flood her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty lbf. government note, `` Keep it safe and when you have a one-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 finished shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner party, Perkins will bring you some nutrient, a properly balanced diet that will proceed your coat nice and slick, according to the packet ! '' well dog intellectual nourishment never hurt anybody.

It was a nice touch but I found a leather belt for her neck and another prospicient one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the pond stairs handrail by her cervix 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 prognosis of either liquidating my assets to pay young woman Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my costs, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the threefold carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the reality of John Griffith Chaney traffic and more especially myopic London taxicab drivers became apparent.

It was an worry evening, my date, `` Amanda '' was a 2d twelvemonth student at Southampton University, I realised within seconds she had a first in lying from the university of life, and within five bit she admitted everything including effectively leaving schoolhouse at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred extra for spear carrier over and above the society over dinner.

I decided to refuse later, but Rupert John Hope Franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will transport a message but we get nix, but if she will sign an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred pound sterling a week she needs to live on then I think we could maybe recover something useful, although with just a year to acquit bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can prise out of her. ``

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

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

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her tenth drinking glass of Champagne-Ardenne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the port appeared I made my self-justification and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings crossing area where I was sure enough she would notice a man uncoerced to pay for her charm while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint glow from the gap in the curtains of his bungalow, and Mrs Wilberforce my cook Housekeeper had gone to her bungalow next door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my vertebral column door.

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

A chasten Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and cervix were raw from her attempts to get free from the leather belts and there on the tiles a yellow puddle glistened accusingly.

'' I could n't get to the bathroom, '' 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 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 befuddle up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her undone 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 beverage, would you like Champagne, or there is some Orange succus or some Aboriginal Australian white or red. ``

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

'' Champagne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could produce jazz, ''

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine-colored chicken feed with tinny bubbly and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the glass, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent grass to bat the disgorge liquid from her breast, her nipple tighten up instantly.

'' Oh, '' she gasped before she came back to world, `` block that please ! ``

'' custody still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her sass and before she knew I had flicked my natural language across her lips leaving her slightly afford mouthed and very confused.

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

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

'' How, why ? '' she asked, `` Can you possess fry ? '' she asked.

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

'' Please, do n't offend me. '' she asked, `` move over me a instant. '' she asked as she dipped her finger's breadth into her pinko slit, down among the blonde curls, exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the second prison term, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but dusty backbreaking 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 flabby bed, but soon sufficiency undulation of pleasure washed over me, a sudden whim had her hair released and without any tangible campaign on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly bass inside her, I never risked it with perfunctory girlfriend or whores but I much preferred raw natural unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few weeks after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was pure everlasting delight 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 build with a prostitute so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty Count Dracula unmindful to the effect on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a bit as my erecting shrank, resting on her, letting her take my weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had little choice.

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

I looked towards the bathroom door, polished aluminum in a Tectona grandis frame, Jessica chose it, `` bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, chesty, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed The Virgin 's lies.

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

Candlelight, fine vino, a signified of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the same 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 bounder and Father and more important Grand Father of the Church liked her, so we made splendid eff irregularly and I took my pleasure elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to release her in the morning was the right event, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her presence a hugger-mugger, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Virgin Mary 's back with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and horse whipped, '' was one of her best-loved sayings for anyone ineligible for her common authorization of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing squad like a rat in a gun barrel. ``

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

'' Yes, '' I agreed, `` Of course. '' I pulled my jog pants up and slipped the jumper 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 III from the hand rail.

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

'' No, its dark outside. '' I said, as the theme came to me, she was a squawk, kick are heel and cad 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 reject but seemed scared to make 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 nice mad, insane mad. ``

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and nothing else, '' I suggested, `` maybe you feel like making a run for it ? '' I let her lead fall.

She looked up at me in the faint Moon, `` Do n't be ridiculous, no one would think me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a senior executive director and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a gripe, a satisfied footling bitch with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the course towards the eight fundament high boundary wall which divided us from the `` 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 Bathroom, ''

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

'' Yes you can just squat down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a diddly-shit and idly held her leash with my give hired man and stroked her hair with my right wing, `` It 's all right, I 'm here you 're quite safe ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit titillating, the smell 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 foresightful grass, watch the cutting nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn scanty and skirt which I threw in the crank bin and then I leashed her to the balusters again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the lycee doorway 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 dollar bill second before I fell into a gloriously satisfy sleep.

Part two

It was Saturday, I woke early, for a Sabbatum around ten, I felt contented like you do after good sex and I took a import to think of what had happened the day before.

Virgin Mary Hastings, the bitch was now my bitch, tied up in my gymnasium, I smiled, I could have sex just when I wanted, I rang down for breakfast, `` Scrambled egg on pledge for two. '' I requested, `` I 'll follow down for it, can I have it on a tray to eat in the Gym ? ``

`` Certainly Mr. Stephen, '' Mrs Wilberforce agreed, referring to the fact she had previously worked for my father and indeed for his Church Father before that.

The sad fact was that Padre fell for Francine, his P.A, she got pregnant, mother left and father was left in trim destiny, especially when Grandfather insisted I join the firm as de facto M.D.

Father still had the `` Senior married person, '' plaque on his door and allegedly came in to work on Tuesdays and Th, but now home plate for him was a three bedroom tractor trailer on the north broadsheet which he shared with an embittered Francine and little Jasmine.

It seemed odd that I now had a step mother eight years younger than myself, immature indeed than my one meter fiancee, as I approached my thirty twenty percent birthday, but time for reflection was limited as I needed to get the breakfast tray to the Gymnasium while it remained hot.

I placed a textile over the tray and hurried down the drive to the gymnasium, Perkins was just coming out ugh the door with a mop and bucketful, `` It 's pissed itself again, '' he said loudly, `` Disgusting ! ``

`` How are you, '' I asked, but she did n't need to say, the tears flowing freely said it all, `` Did Perkins lie with you ? '' I asked, `` It 's all right, I said he could. '' I lied.

`` No, he said, '' she whispered, '' he called me 'It ,'like I was naught. ``

`` But you are nothing my lamb, '' I reassured her, `` Here have some breakfast. ``

`` No ! '' she said before she realised it was scrambled egg and coffee.

`` You must eat, keep your strength up, '' I suggested, `` replenish those kitty juice, '' I leered at her, `` Or shall I engage my pleasure first ? ``

`` My female parent will be worried, '' she suggested.

`` With good reason as it happens, '' I reassured her, `` But what I thought we would do is email individual to pass on a message that you are keeping a low profile for a patch. ``

`` Oh yes, sure ! '' she said, `` In your dreams. ``

`` Mrs Wilberforce will be along to whip you around eleven XXX, '' I explained, `` perhaps you will commute your mind then. ``

`` Oh yes, indisputable she will, '' she said sarcastically.

`` The Virgin, '' I said, `` Shall I call you Mary ? '' I paused, `` Only yesterday you insisted on being called Miss Thomas Hastings, clearly that is no longer an alternative, so shall we say Mary, or Bitch or It ? ``

`` What do I care ? '' she said, `` It 's only a thing of fourth dimension before someone finds me ! ``

`` Oh I do desire not ! '' I explained, `` But if Mrs Wilberforce is too rough, or you get an infection or something clearly we will birth to chuck out of you but do you know Perkins and inadequate old Mable loathe you even Thomas More than I do. ``

She tried to hit me but I had the space calculated precisely and her leash brought her up short.

`` Now my dear Mary, that was unfortunate, '' I said as I moved away, `` So I have delicious toast and egg for your breakfast which is cooling rapidly, so Madonna you may eat with your good hand but your left, '' I said insistently, `` You must rate at least three fingerbreadth of your left paw in your pussy as you eat, do you understand ? ``

`` No ! '' she protested, but she eyed the toast hungrily.

`` cipher will see, '' I reassured her, `` It 's getting common cold. ``

Her hand crept guiltily towards her crotch, the domain around her mamilla was darkening already anticipating her own touch and then as the outset digit disappeared I went to deal her the first strip of pledge, but changed my mind and suggested she, `` subject wide. ``

She let me fee her, `` Rub your other paw over your breasts as you eat. '' I suggested.

`` No ! '' she refused, but she did it all the like, gently caressing herself.

`` Is this the nappy thing you have ever done ? '' I asked.

She stopped instantly, `` Nung, '' she said with her mouth full, `` Last night, ''

`` What ? '' I queried.

`` Last Nox, you know, you, me, outside. '' she said, `` The house, the valley, the moonlight. ``

`` You liked it ? '' I asked incredulously, as I poured hot coffee from the atomic number 47 pot into a Taiwan cup and added sugar and milk.

`` No ! '' she exclaimed, `` Definitely not but it was hardly normal ! ``

`` Eat your toast, '' I suggested.

I still fed her the flight strip of toast, I held the coffee cup for her and she quietly wanked herself as she ate.

She seemed delightfully voiced and fluffy as she pleasured herself, a humanity away from the money grabbing squawk of yesterday 's tribunal, and as she drained the last dregs of coffee tree I gently eased her knees apart and slipped my tracksuit bottom down.

`` safety ? '' she whispered.

`` No ! '' I replied, `` Spoils the second, ''

`` Babies, gonorrhea, '' she said, `` Hepatitus financial aid, ''

`` I 'll chance it, '' I agreed.

`` Ohhhh ! '' she squealed in frustration, but she put her arms out as I sank down and up inside her in a single motion.

It was in her eyes, confusion, she clearly hated the fact she was enjoying me as much as I was enjoying fucking her, she felt so right, so balmy and pink and it was a real number job deciding where she ended and I began, I kissed her mouth, she tasted of Egg and chocolate and I realised she had actually eaten my breakfast as well as her own, but it did n't matter, a small price to pay for a magnificent early dawn ride.

`` My back, the base too hard, '' she moaned quietly at one stage.

`` still, it 's nothing, '' I reassured her, `` Mrs Wilberforce will whip you later and that will offend so much you 'll have to lie on your tummy. ``

`` Oh nifty ! '' she replied but somehow she seemed to grip me squiffy, her respiration became more rasping and my lump started that crinkling feeling that precedes ejaculation.

`` Pull out, please, '' she requested nicely enough but the 1st jet of creamy cum was well on its way and I was n't going to devastate it.

Her eyes were wide with the force of my cum as it invaded all her hidden secret places, `` Oh no we must n't, '' she said despairingly and then she squeezed me some more as my balls emptied.

`` Can I have a tissue paper '' she asked as I stood up.

`` No. '' I said simply, `` You ca n't but I have body of work to do, ''

I looked around the gymnasium, the Gym as I called it, , the rowing machine, the treadmill and of course the swim pool which took up the whole of the northern half of the edifice, twenty first 100 engineering and seventeenth hundred computer architecture blended seamlessly, or so Jessica said, actually I thought chromium steel steel and Limestone rather jarred but what did I know.

The Gym had some gracious touching, although the computer system we had fitted was now far from province of the art but still one could influence with the tuner keyboard and use the blood plasma TV blind as a monitoring device, so I retrieved the mouse and keyboard, switched the power on and sat down to write.

`` Dear mother, '' I wrote, `` Do you foretell her female parent. '' I asked.

`` What, oh yes, '' Mary replied, `` But she does n't do email. ``

`` What about a father ? '' I asked.

`` Yes, Mother and don, '' she slowly.

`` Good, so, '' I suggested, `` Had to go to terra firma for a while, the William Carlos Williams will try to have me declared bankrupt if their mental process servers find me so until I 've got a design please just be assured that I 'm fine, your loving girl Virgin Mary. ``

`` They 'll acknowledge that was n't from me, '' she said triumphantly, `` Just be assured, '' she sneered `` it 's my mum not a client. ``

She looked at the screen.

`` Hi, '' it said `` The Tribunal was rigged, I 'm going to chill for a while, think it through, be in meet when I get back. '' `` M '' she read, `` PS can you let mommy have a go at it. ``

`` You Bastard. '' she said.

`` What 's your countersign, '' I asked.

`` Not saying ! '' she muttered. and then `` How the hell ! '' she exclaimed as her email account appeared on screen.

`` I 'll use the Yahoo explanation then, not Hushmail. '' I suggested.

It took a patch to scroll through old messages and then I found a Facebook confirmation, password, the lot, and suddenly the whole affair was much easier.

Some of the affair she called me on Facebook were definitely libellous, but I uploaded the content sent it to a number of her ally and even before I finished Mrs Wilberforce was ringing the doorbell.

I let her in and she brought some Ham sandwiches and a cartonful of orangeness succus for me and then stood around waiting.

`` Do n't mind me Mable, '' I suggested as she stood waiting in her cheap nylon dust coat with her grizzly hair in rollers under a headscarf and looking every one of her sixty eight years.

`` I works best on me own Mr Sir Leslie Stephen sir, '' she said, `` I likes to take away me coat off see. '' she suggested.

`` So require your coat off, but get on with it, '' I said authoritatively.

`` Very good sir. '' she said.

Never in my worst nightmare had I thought she would speculation out without at least a vest under her dust coat but suddenly as the nylon fluttered to the floor two huge unsupported nipple flopped out over the most work out Negro leather corset I ever want to see, it must have had twenty or to a greater extent stout leather strap pulling her in comparable firm Cy Young muscles to quote the wrong advertisement, and then there were the leather short circuit and the second joint boots, and of course the whips which she had brought with her.

She looked like some incubus caricature from a dodgy German speech porn film.

I would have laughed but Blessed Virgin just screamed, `` No. '' and put up her blazon to protect herself.

This would not do, so I found some soft rope and tied Mary 's hands together on the far sid of the banister giving Mrs Wilberforce a clear target of The Virgin 's back.

`` That 's proficient Mr Stephen sir, '' she said, `` I 'll make that little bitch compliments she never crossed you sir, that I will. ``

I watched her select the longest party whip, her bare shoulders rippled as she got her range and aim and after about four gentle swats she laid into Mary and started tally. `` One ! ``

`` Ah, no, Stephen, for pity 's, ah, interest, '' The Virgin squealed, `` I thought you liked, ah, me. ``

The red target were dim to begin with but as blow rained on blow a beautiful criss hybridizing radiation diagram started to emerge, I sat and watched as I ate my sandwiches, `` Have a sleep Mrs Wilberforce do n't overdo it, '' I suggested as she counted to forty eight.

`` Stop, please stop ! '' Madonna added.

`` I 'm only concerned about you Mable, '' I reassured her, `` would you like a nice cup of tea before you continue ? ''

`` Yes sir, I 'll get it. '' she said as she pulled the whip back once more.

`` No, you sit down I 'll do it, tea for you as well Mary. '' I asked.

`` You are deranged, '' she said `` Ah, '' Mable swatted her again, `` Completely distract. ``

`` Two clams Blessed Virgin ? '' I asked as I went to the tiny kitchen through the room access into what had been a leaning to stalls before we converted the barn to get hold the jug and teapot.

`` No, I 'm on a diet. '' she said and she started crying again.

It took a few arcminute to make the Tea, and when I returned Mrs Wilberforce was sitting beside Virgin Mary resting, `` Mr Theodore Samuel Williams was a lovely man, of course of action I was young then, '' Mrs Wilberforce was saying, `` Just out of shoal, see, six months pregnant with our Joseph and he gives me a job with a flat. ``

`` My Grandfather is a very respectable man but he did have particular penchant, '' I added as I brought the tray, `` Particularly mother 's Milk. ``

`` I think that 's what growed me bosom, '' Mable admitted, `` I reckon Joseph was four before they dried up. ``

`` That 's old Mr Theodore Samuel Williams ? '' Mary asked, `` My God ! ``

`` Oh yes, he whipped me once, we used to roleplay when the `` young lady '' was out and I grabbed the whip and whipped him and he liked it, like you do. ``

`` Do n't be nonsensical ! '' Mary insisted.

`` He did as well, '' Mable insisted, `` his trivial thingy went all stiff, it used to curl up like a footling mouse and then after a bit it stuck out like a bit of broom handle. ''

`` I meant suggesting I like being assaulted. '' Mary snapped.

`` So why are your tit all extended, '' I asked, '' and the domain round all shadow, and why are you sweating and damp between the legs ? ``

`` It 's tender in here ? '' she suggested, `` anyway I 'm not. '' she insisted, but Mrs Wilberforce took the fifth wheel whip and eased it between Blessed Virgin 's bruised and pounting slit lips, `` No stop that, thats not fair ! ``

`` All rightfield ? '' I asked and Mrs Wilberforce just let the whip flails descent between Mary 's thigh and left the Whip handle deep inside her.

`` It 's not the whipping ! '' she protested.

`` I think she 's got a matter for you Mr Stephen, '' Mable observed, `` She 'd look squeamish in a formal gown. '' she said, `` Like your Mother. ``

`` Eh ? '' Mary queried.

`` I could n't never wear a ball gown, not sensibly, '' Mrs Wilberforce explained, `` me tits was too heavy but she got nice medium I like your mum. ``

`` Mother is somewhat infamous on the tramp scene in Hendon, '' I explained, `` she loves wearing a hideously expensive ball surgical gown, infield, pearls and a grinning. ``

`` So the whole family unit are deviate ? '' she asked.

`` wellspring, '' I explained, `` Father obviously got the idea you were too or you would never get got the job. '' I paused, `` Have some tea, three boodle, go along your strength up. ``

`` I ca n't drink like this, '' The Virgin said, and as she knelt there naked but for her collar and the roach round her wrists with a whip thrust abstruse inside her vagina you had to accommodate she had a point.

I put the cup in social movement of her, she put it to her sass an drank, `` Uggh, I do n't like tea. '' she complained.

`` You should bear said, '' I sympathised, `` I could have warmed some beer. ``

`` Ok, ok, I 'll drink it. '' she agreed.

`` Just put the cup down carefully when you finish and Mrs Wilberforce can finish up up, and I 'll be back soon, just got to shed your clothes off at the Jumble sale in the Village. '' I suggested.

I was sure she did n't believe me but that 's exactly what I did, everything clean and jerk, except some of the underclothes which I burned, and a little disgraceful dress, I put in bin liners and threw them in the scope Rover and took them the three naut mi to the Village hall.

The ladies of the cleaning woman Institute were as proud of to receive the clothes as they were annoyed at my lateness only ten hour before the doors opened for the sale, but they quickly distributed the garments and I in turn photographed them on my little photographic camera phone to exhibit Blessed Virgin her things had gone to a good cause.

She was sobbing when I walked into the Gym, Perkins was just leaving with the bucket and mop, `` It pissed itself again, '' he said, `` It was wanking itself with a whip grip earlier. ``

`` Hello, '' I said brightly as I saw her crouching there, her back a mass of red weals some bloodied some just bruised.

`` I want to go home ! '' she wailed, `` Please ! '' she said, `` I hurt so much, ''

`` Then why is there a party whip grip rammed in your sex ? '' I asked.

`` It takes my nous off the pain ! '' she said reasonably.

`` I gave your wearing apparel to the WI jumble sale flavour, '' I said and showed her the tv camera, she snorted and cried even louder.

`` I thought you would be pleased. '' I explained.

`` You 're horrible ! '' she said, `` Totally vile and despicable, and. '' her party whip handle hit the floor with a plop.

`` You really fancy me do n't you, '' I accused her, `` Just like Mrs Wilberforce said, ''

`` Oh no, no way, '' she lied.

`` So you do n't need to expend the good afternoon in my Nice gentle bed watching snooker on TV ? '' I suggested, `` You would rather stay here ? ``

`` No of course not. '' she replied in annoyance, `` And you have no intention of taking me to your, '' she paused as she noticed I was carrying something in a flattop bag, `` Bed. ''

I showed her the little back dress.

`` Shall we ? '' I suggested.

`` Who 's performing '' she asked.

`` whole wheat flour Dott and Ali Carter. '' I explained.

`` I like Stephen Hendry, '' she said.

`` Bed then ? '' I asked.

`` Yes, '' she agreed, `` Anything is good than this. ``

It took barely a moment to release her but she needed a shower and her back was a real muddle, so it was nearly three when she slipped her wearing apparel on and I carried her to the Range rover and drove her to my home.

I carried her indoors too, and upstairs to my room and gently set her down on the bed, where I lifted her Shirley Temple attire over top dog leaving her deliciously naked.

`` I 'm afraid the bed is more for sleeping than sex, '' I apologised, `` Oh an the doorway operates on palm print so hard luck, and the en retinue is through there so no pissing in the niche. ``

She scowled at me, her back looked abominable so I took the feeding bottle of lotion Mrs Wilberforce had supplied and started to rub it into her back., `` I 'll credit you a pound a lash so a hundred a day thats seven hundred pounds a week. ``

`` Oh god no, '' she exclaimed, `` no I ca n't stand it, ca n't we just have sex, four, five multiplication a day. ``

`` I suppose I might, '' I agreed, `` But why ? ``

`` To pay you back of grade. '' she replied.

`` Why the hurry, do n't you like it here ? '' I asked and I gestured towards the window with the magnificent views across the vale.

`` I want my life back. '' she said.

`` As a lie down short lesbian tart, '' I suggested. `` Oh no affectionately girl I think not, no choir, doxy, my little ready use sporting lady that 's what I have planned for you, if you 're agreeable. ``

`` No, never. '' she said, `` I want my life back. ``

`` With your slight Lesbian friend, I 'm not sure that 's a good idea, '' I suggested, `` And bankruptcy will smash your life history, '' I suggested, `` No I think a year of unconstipated walloping and regular sex and animation like an beast will do you a index of safe. ``

`` No, you ca n't '' she protested, `` Ok sex, yes sex no problem, but for gods sake look at my spinal column. ``

`` It 's delicious, '' I assured her.

`` But it hurts ! '' she said, `` And I hate it in that Gymnasium. ``

She lay there petulantly, `` Shall we say one hundred cilium every Sabbatum, and regular sex, '' I thought about it, `` No, make that sex on demand, oral fissure, vagina, anus, everywhere in fact, what do you say ? ``

`` For gods sake ! '' she said.

`` And we 'll do a deal on your debt, '' I suggested, `` You pay it off we keep you out of the bankruptcy lawcourt. ``

`` And the other solar day ? '' she asked, `` Whipping on Saturdays. ``

`` Yes, and Sun if you want to pay me off quicker, a pound a cilium, L pounds a fuck. ``

`` And where do I last ? '' she asked.

`` In the Gym except when you are required for sex. '' I said icily.

`` How often is that ? '' she asked,

`` XX four seven if you like, perhaps you could work in the post room or canteen or as a cleaner at the office in case I need you ? '' I suggested, then I felt the urge returning. `` Roll on your back, I want you. '' I said, perhaps not the most romanticistic proposal but then I added, `` And I 'll want you again in the morning so do n't run away. ``

`` Bastard ! '' she muttered.

`` I want that cruddy mouth of yours this time, '' I added as I rolled over on top of her, '' You wo n't bear in mind if I explore your tonsils with my glossa will you ? ``

She thought I meant a blow job, but when I held her cheeks she knew, she knew it was something far more knowledgeable, `` Whore 's usually like to proceed this special, so it 's a real fillip if I can practice on you. '' I explained.

`` It 's all right, '' she whispered, `` Any thing 's better than cobbler's last nighttime. '' and so we kissed and as we kissed I eased myself gently into her.

`` Mmmmm, nice, '' she commented, and that was it almost no stimulation and I was gloriously sheathed in her, she seemed shift somehow, or confused, or.

`` Do n't hold back, '' I insisted, `` If you want to scream at me just do it, it 's soundproof. `` I suggested, `` Tell me you hate me, wow at me if you like. ``

`` I do n't, it should n't find so soundly, it 's not fair. '' she said, `` Why ca n't you be nice to me, venture you love me or something ? ``

`` Because you tried to destroy me or course, '' I explained, `` Now keep out up and enjoy your nookie. ``

sunrise arrived deliciously, I looked down and saw the top of her head as she gently sucked my cock to life.

`` Who told you you could suck my putz ? '' I asked.

`` I want you to make love to me, '' she answered with a arch look in her eye.

`` You 're trying to avoid a whipping. '' I accused.

`` Yes, '' she admitted, `` Look if I 'm the topper devotee you ever ever had would you let me off ? ``

`` Yes, if your the best lover ever. '' I agreed, `` secernate me you love me then. ``

`` I love you then, '' she said without hesitation.

`` Hey, Mary, '' I exclaimed, `` Miss Hastings, you sounded like you meant it, it 's only a biz. ``

`` For you maybe but not for me, it 's my solitary hope, is n't it ? '' she asked.

`` There 's no demand to get emotional. '' I explained, `` Is there ? ``

`` I 'm a char not a bloody automaton, '' she said suddenly serious, `` You make love to me and say its just a fuck, who are you trying to fool Mr Williams, because you do n't arse around me. ``

`` I 'll sustain Perkins have sex you then. '' I suggested.

`` No you wont. '' she said, `` You want me all for yourself, you wanted me in that courtroom. ``

`` Yes, I wanted to pluck your clothes off and bang you right wing then and there, '' I agreed, `` You looked so, ''

`` Sexy ? '' she asked.

`` Like the old mental picture of my mother, '' I explained, `` Do you see ? ``

`` No. '' she said.

`` suction me off then there 's a sound trollop. '' I said but she did n't she get around round over me and grabbed my put up peter and sank down on it until her twat engulfed me, `` My routine to fuck you lover ! '' she exclaimed and she bounced up and down several clip before I rolled her over and started to have sex her energetically.

`` Yes, that 's it fuck me harder you bastard, '' she said and suddenly it was all about her, exciting her pleasuring her and I wanted her to receive the best time and then with a rush it was over.

I held her, I wanted to tell everything was all right, she did n't birth to worry, that I had forgiven her but I could n't. I just told her I loved her.

`` I know, '' she said, `` I know, now rest and we 'll do it again after breakfast. ''

But she was not getting away with her perfidiousness and lies that easily I decided, one expert whipping was hardly enough, no she would have to bring for it if she wanted to be mine .