Madonna

I do n't know why I returned to the agency that evening, why I ran half a blocking to pass water sure I made it through reception before the doorway closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should bear been celebrating with the legal guy wire, 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 whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten transactions to reach a decisiveness clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no approximation that my web cam was running continuously, all the sentence my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be true that the piddling lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tugboat unit 's memory board stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare gruelling private road as a phonograph record, I did n't contrive it but at every point in time that piddling swinger 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 day of the month on social occasion, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty moment. '' she said in one clip.

She had no mind, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my office at the metre 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 pic, trinkets 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 proper Tribunal suit of clothes, dark wild blue yonder Jacket and matching knee distance annulus over pale almost blanched pantihose, her white blouse was crisp but hardly divulge and she had her farsighted blond whisker pulled back into a bun, she even wore chalk, which hid her bass blue eyes and the tears which welled deep in them.

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

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

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

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

'' You 're aged mate, well the aged cooperator 's son, '' she pointed out, `` system of logic. ``

'' Virgin Mary, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Blessed Virgin, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six months of hell, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a quarter of a million lb. ``

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

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

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

'' Of form it is, all those metre, in your bureau. '' she accused.

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

'' Exactly ! '' she said triumphantly, `` It was horrifying, Jennie said all I had to do was have on a wonderbra and be friendly and the eternal sleep would follow. ``

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

'' Unprofessional behaviour, '' she explained, `` A quick twenty-five percent million closure out of court and motion 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 term.

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

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

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

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

'' That 's fine at Seventeen but sad at XL. '' 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 business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's singular. ``

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

'' I wanted to say about your dress, 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 well dressed like that. '' I told her, `` I suppose I feel prophylactic. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the date are just for the social result, '' I explained, `` Well educated well utter smasher 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 fifty dollar bill British pound and not have someone ferment up nine month meaning in due row. ''

She turned one shot to face up me and sat on the border of her desk.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Never creative thinker, crossed telegram, shall I give you a hand with this to your car ? '' I suggested.

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

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

'' How much is a hack to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No approximation, '' 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 mean that. ``

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

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' cook made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` to the lowest degree I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but moment to sound and ask Perkins to occur to collect us in the limousine, well our big fateful companionship Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a thirdly 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, but the fact was for six months I had been so preoccupied with the `` Case '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Savior. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The courtship and shit were off the peg, about seventy pound sterling from Asda Wal market, a deliberate gambit so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a go bad carpet salesman not a senior digit in a two hundred year old family firm.

I would possess to go house and change before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyds banking company, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would await there until I waved from our steps, and when he arrived I gallantly carried missy battle of Hastings things down to the car.

Perkins glided to a halt and I opened the tailboard and loaded the box into the cavernous Interior as Perkins opened the threshold for `` gentlewoman ! ``

I joined her in the derriere seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

'' My Mum 's at Sydenham, can we stop by my 2-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 monotone, the lift took us to the 3rd foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a girl scout, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her cases all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

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

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's room access, '' she said as I took the second twosome of typesetter's case 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 glasses were gone.

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

'' I do n't make out what I 'll tell female parent, '' 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 Goldmans before grandpa 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 groom-to-be. '' I said `` She believed you, and left me. ``

'' Oh. '' she said.

'' Perkins, would you stop by the Gymnasium 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 base 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 land of the art fittingness aids would be installed together with the puddle, 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 express the nation of the art steel door of the secondary school, `` flaming validation, burglar proof, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the polished Al 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 bags 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 keep of the lapels of her jacket and wrenched it down her back housing her hands behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the button jam elongated and then broke through, and her skirt came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a hour she was reduced from smart city fille to a cheeseparing 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 feet from the deal of shoes and step-in to go forth 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 pillow slip, you have zilch missy Hastings do you sympathise, nada, between the Tribunal and myself you are utterly destroyed. ``

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

'' Oh no, that 's too secure, '' I suggested and silently cursed the ready made trousers which made no proviso for an erection at all, `` no what is two hundred and l thousand pounds divided by 50 pounds ? ``

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

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

'' Do n't drink down me. '' she said quietly.

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

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

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

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

'' No ! '' she whimpered, so I just slipped my cruddy cheap trouser 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 erection right into her in a ace mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over odd virgin impaled for the world-class time so I waited a 2nd before I started to hump her.

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her protestation turned to whine of pleasance as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day break up into a maelstrom of sex, true lust driven loveless sex, at least on my theatrical role, 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 in force bit was when I finally shot my freight deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to constrain and contain my potency, I could just glut her uterus and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a fifty hammer notation, `` Keep 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 break shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner party, Perkins will make for you some food, a properly balanced dieting that will keep your coat nice and glossy, according to the package ! '' well dog food never hurt anybody.

It was a nice touch but I found a leather whack for her cervix and another retentive one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the syndicate steps handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the theatre to dress formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my plus to pay Miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my price, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the reality of London traffic and more especially myopic London taxi drivers became apparent.

It was an occupy evening, my escort, `` Amanda '' was a second twelvemonth student at Southampton University, I realised within irregular she had a first in lying from the university of life sentence, and within five moment she admitted everything including effectively leaving school day at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred spear carrier for spear carrier over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to go down later, but Rupert franklin interested me in a deal with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will send a message but we get nil, but if she will sign an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred quid a week she needs to inhabit on then I think we could maybe go back something useful, although with just a yr to sack up bankruptcy a twelvemonth or two might be the most we can prize out of her. ``

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

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

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her ten percent trash of Champagne-Ardenne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was in good order, and well before the port appeared I made my self-justification and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings Cross area where I was sure she would chance a gentleman willing to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The Pines. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the swoon luminescence from the gap in the curtains of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my Captain Cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next threshold to Perkins just across the courtyard from my back door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and trainer, I felt I needed some workout, get the bosom throbbing that sort of thing, and then I jogged the hundred yards or so to the Barn and Gymnasium.

A chastened The Virgin watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck were raw from her attempts to get disengage from the leather whang and there on the tiles a yellow pool glistened accusingly.

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

'' No, '' I agreed, `` Did you revel 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 throw up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her ruined shirt.

'' You ca n't proceed 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 bubbly, or there is some orange juice or some Australian white or red. ``

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

'' champagne it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make do it, ''

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine glass with loud champagne and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the deoxyephedrine, she took a few sips before I took the glass from her and bent-grass to lick the talk liquid from her breast, her nipple stiffen instantly.

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

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

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasps as I pulled my tracksuit rear end down, no not that, my tool is only intermediate, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly flack, '' another two column inch humbled and I 'd have been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No marvel they were so quick, '' as realisation dawned that her claim that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, who could miss that ugly great scratch, now no shirt tails draped my extremity and I stood before her naked.

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

'' Not personally, but with the assist of a willing help I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's late and you have fifty dog pound to clear .... ''

'' Please, do n't bruise me. '' she asked, `` Give me a moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink dent, down among the blond curls, exciting herself, `` All right, '' she agreed as she lay back accepting her fate.

It 's always better the moment time, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but stale hard glazed tiles are as hard on my human knee and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own indulgent bed, but soon enough moving ridge of delight washed over me, a sudden caprice had her hair released and without any real number effort on her part I was ready to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with chance girl or whores but I much preferred raw instinctive unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be unfertile for at least a few weeks after she stopped taking her birth control pill and I was pretty sure that as a Lesbian she was not diseased, so it was virtuous unadulterated pleasance as I pumped her completely wide of my silvery cream.

I almost gave her a love snack 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 athirst Count Dracula oblivious to the issue on her beautifully pale skin.

I lay quietly for a moment as my erection shrank, resting on her, letting her proceeds my free weight, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had short choice.

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

I looked towards the can threshold, polished aluminium in a teak framing, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, self-important, 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 get assumed they had an affair behind my back if I had n't known her better.

candlelight, fine wines, a gumption of occasion, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the same bed for nine calendar month, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious commodity to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Father and more important one thousand male parent liked her, so we made resplendent love irregularly and I took my joy elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my program to release her in the morning was the right outcome, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her presence a orphic, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be indisputable Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's book binding with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and horse whipped, '' was one of her favorite expression for anyone ineligible for her usual countenance of hanging, or `` Put before a Firing squad 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 extra in the stir pad operated closet by the rowing machine so I found one and unlocked her triad from the hired man rail.

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

'' No, its sullen outside. '' I said, as the idea came to me, she was a cunt, bitches are wiener and dogs do their patronage when they go walkies.

I killed the luminousness before I opened the doorway and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to make too much noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete track and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

'' You 're mad insane mad, '' she shivered in the cold air, `` not squeamish 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 lead fall.

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

one-half a day ago she had stood before the tribunal in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a aged administrator and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, a satisfied little kick with my cum dipping out of her.

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight pes luxuriously limit paries which divided us from the `` Union 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 lavatory, ''

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

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

It was n't the least bit erotic, 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 longsighted grass, watch the stinging nettles though. ``

We walked back quietly and she cleaned herself up with her torn panties and annulus which I threw in the trash bin and then I leashed her to the banister again, wished her `` Goodnight '', locked the lycee door and walked dwelling

I showered, ate a western fence lizard snack and turned in just before 2 a.m. and then I lay awake worrying about Virgin Mary for at least twenty mo before I fell into a gloriously satisfy sleep.

to be continued