Madonna

I do n't know why I returned to the government agency that eventide, why I ran half a block to take certainly I made it through reception before the room access closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should possess been celebrating with the legal guy cable, it 's not every day you win a discrimination case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten min to reach a decision clearing me and the firm of any wrong doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the fourth dimension my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be honest that the little lens at the top of my proctor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my towboat unit of measurement 's memory stuffed entire of footage of me working I decided to keep it on a spare heavy drive as a disk, I did n't plan it but at every distributor point in time that lilliputian hiking complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

Every individual occasion, she even confirmed the engagement on affair, `` Yes Tomorrow, the twenty second. '' she said in one clip.

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was ill-used showing her entering my billet at the multiplication 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 photo, gewgaw and junk in a cardboard box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her strait-laced proper court suit, glum bluing Jacket and matching knee length doll over picket almost white pantihose, her white blouse was chip but hardly revealing and she had her farsighted light-haired haircloth pulled back into a bun, she even wore eyeglasses, which hid her deep blue eyes and the tears which welled oceanic abyss 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, trash ceiling, all that. ``

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

'' You 're aged partner, well the senior partner 's son, '' she pointed out, `` Logic. ``

'' Madonna, '' I said soothingly.

'' fille Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six month of Hades, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a quarter of a million pounds. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

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

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

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

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

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

'' That 's mulct at XVII but sad at forty. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, crude misconduct, making fake allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without notice from start of business sector Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's queer. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes, but separately, the date are just for the social issue, '' I explained, `` Well educated well spoken dish and I treat them as if I were a gentleman's 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 l pounds and not make soul turn up nine months fraught in due course. ''

She turned rung to face me and sat on the boundary of her desk.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'd better impart it, it 's fellowship attribute. '' she said sadly, `` Get a Taxi. ``

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

'' How a good deal is a Taxi to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No idea, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' L, 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 of instruction not, salutary not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty British pound sterling for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' prepare made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` to the lowest degree I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but moments to earphone and ask Perkins to make out 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 have but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the wooing, but the fact was for six months I had been so preoccupied with the `` vitrine '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Christ. I thought, `` What a tail ! '' The suit and shit were off the peg, about seventy quid from Asda Wal marketplace, a careful gambit so I did n't appear too arrogant but it meant that I looked like a go rug salesman not a senior figure in a two hundred year old family firm.

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

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

Perkins glided to a stay and I opened the tailboard and loaded the box into the cavernous Department of the Interior as Perkins opened the doorway for `` brothel keeper ! ``

I joined her in the fanny seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

'' Do you love 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 monotonous, the lift took us to the third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a lady friend pathfinder, '' she admitted, as we walked in to observe her vitrine all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

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

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's doorway, '' she said as I took the second pair of slip 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 hairsbreadth still in a bun but at least her awful glasses were gone.

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

'' I do n't make out what I 'll distinguish Mother, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically function William Henry Gates of `` The Pines, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's property. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a bonus from Emma Goldman before Grandfather did the emotional blackmail act on me, I 'm not a attorney 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 bar 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 give care to see it. ``

'' I want to get household to female parent 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 Department of State of the art fitness AIDS would be installed together with the pool, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in. ``

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

I slid across the buttocks inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak room access that opened to show the state of the art sword threshold of the lyceum, `` fervency proof, burglar substantiation, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the smoothen aluminium sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

'' I could have lost this through your Trygve Halvden Lie. '' I told her as I ushered her interior, `` 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 jacket crown and wrenched it down her hind trapping her script behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse tore nicely the push button golf hole elongated and then broke through, and her chick came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and panties and within a minute she was reduced from voguish urban center girl to a near naked whore.

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

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

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

'' Oh no, that 's too good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the fix made trouser which made no preparation for an erecting at all, `` no what is two C and l thousand quid divided by fifty pounds ? ``

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

'' So here 's the deal, you stay here until I 've fucked my quarter of a million quid pro quo out of you at fifty quid a prison term, do we have a sight ? ''

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

'' Then play with yourself and get yourself decent and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her skirt and tear it into three pieces and tore the inset from her panties.

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

'' Do n't be afraid, I did five years 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 digit working as she tried to spread herself to get some lubrication flowing, `` Fourteenth of Apr against the file 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 filthy gimcrack pant 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 one mighty thrust.

She wailed like an over singular virgin impaled for the first meter so I waited a second before I started to have it away her.

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her protest turned to whimpers of delight as despite herself she too felt the troubles of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, avowedly lust driven loveless sex, at least on my section, I just used her, I suppose it was because I could, no need for circumstance, no risk of getting blacklisted by some pimp, I could just use her as I wished and I did, and the honorable bit was when I finally shot my load deep in her, without a disgusting rubber eraser to tighten and hold my potency, I could just glut her womb and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a 50 British pound note, `` preserve it dependable and when you have a twenty-five percent of million let me make love and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her undone 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 continue your coating nice and slick, according to the packet ! '' well dog food never hurt anybody.

It was a Nice touch but I found a leather knock for her neck and another longer one and a distich of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the Pool dance step handrail by her neck before I dressed and made my way to the sign to plume formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the prospect of either liquidating my assets to pay miss Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my toll, 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 driver became apparent.

It was an interesting eventide, my engagement, `` Amanda '' was a indorsement year student at Southampton University, I realised within seconds she had a get-go in lying from the university of biography, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at twelve and admitting she hoped for two hundred supernumerary for extras over and above the companionship over dinner.

I decided to decline later, but Prince Rupert Franklin interested me in a pot with Virgin Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will post a substance but we get zippo, but if she will bless 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 reclaim something useful, although with just a year to clear failure 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 l thousand as our fair game and just be satisfied at that ? ``

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

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at to the lowest degree her tenth looking glass of Champagne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was decent, and well before the embrasure appeared I made my exculpation and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the Kings Cross area where I was for sure she would receive a gentleman will to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The pine tree. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint glow from the gap in the curtain of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my Cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage adjacent door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my back door.

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

A temper Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and neck opening were raw from her attempts to get free from the leather bang 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 enjoy your food for thought ? '' I hoped Perkins had fed her.

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

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

I thought she would have up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellowed syndicate with her ruined shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine glass with cheap champagne and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the glass, she took a few sips before I took the shabu from her and knack to lick the spilled liquid from her breast, her tit stiffened instantly.

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

'' grasp still there 's some more, '' I advised, as I saw champagne glistening on her sassing and before she knew I had flicked my natural language across her sassing 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 buttocks down, no not that, my tool is only average, it 's the scar from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly ardour, '' another two inches lowly and I 'd have been a Eunuch.

'' Oh god ! '' she said, `` No wonder they were so quick, '' as realisation dawned that her claims that I had exposed myself to her were so obviously false, who could leave out that ugly enceinte scratch, now no shirt tails draped my process and I stood before her naked.

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

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

'' Please, do n't bruise me. '' she asked, `` Give me a mo. '' 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 indorsement fourth dimension, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but cold unvoiced glazed tile are as hard on my genu and elbows as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon sufficiency waves of pleasure washed over me, a sudden caprice had her tomentum released and without any genuine effort on her persona I was quick to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly deep inside her, I never risked it with nonchalant lady friend or whores but I much preferred raw lifelike unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be infertile for at to the lowest degree a few weeks after she stopped taking her pill and I was pretty sure that as a tribade 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 erotic love bite on her neck opening as started to cum but that 's bad soma with a whore so guilt trip stopped me until I realised it did n't matter, and so I bit and kissed her neck like a thirsty Count 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 issue my exercising 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 john threshold, polished aluminium in a teak frame, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, capricious, 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 throw assumed they had an intimacy behind my back if I had n't known her better.

Candlelight, fine wines, a sensory faculty of function, that was what was required to prize Jessica 's legs apart, we shared the same bed for nine months, kissed and cuddled but sex was somehow a precious good to Jess not something to be wasted, but she rode to hounds and Father and more authoritative thousand Father of the Church liked her, so we made magnificent fuck irregularly and I took my pleasance elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to unfreeze her in the morning was the right consequence, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to keep her front a hush-hush, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be sure enough Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Mary 's back with a Horsewhip if the opportunity arose, `` She should be tied to a rail and horse whipped, '' was one of her best-loved saying for anyone ineligible for her common sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a fire police squad like a rat in a gun barrel. ``

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

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

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

I was piece way to the privy when she whined, `` Surely you 're not going to find out ? ``

'' No, its darkness exterior. '' I said, as the melodic theme came to me, she was a squawk, cunt are dogs and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the visible radiation before I opened the doorway and then I dragged her out, she tried to resist but seemed scared to urinate too much stochasticity 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 choker and goose egg 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 moonlight, `` Do n't be ridiculous, no one would consider me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

Half a day ago she had stood before the court in the Magistrates Court all dressed up like a senior administrator and now here she was leashed and being taken walkies like a dog, like a bitch, 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 `` magnetic north route '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B road condition 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 scrunch up down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a doodly-squat and idly held her collar with my left hand and stroked her whisker 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 smelling was unpleasant, the farting noises disgusting but she did what she needed to right there, on the grass.

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

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

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

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

to be continued