Madonna

I do n't know why I returned to the office that eventide, why I ran half a stoppage to make sure enough I made it through response before the doors closed at 5 p.m. but I did.

I should have been celebrating with the effectual guys, it 's not every day you win a secernment case, but it 's not every day some money grabbing little whore makes the whole thing up and the Tribubunal takes ten minute to get through a decisiveness clearing me and the business firm of any wrong doing.

She had no idea that my web cam was running continuously, all the meter my computer was on, I had n't realised myself to be fair that the little lens at the top of my monitor recorded most everything that happened, and when I found my tug unit 's retention stuffed full of footage of me working I decided to retain it on a part with hard campaign as a record, I did n't plan it but at every point in time that small tramp complained I had acted improperly and touched her up in my office the cam showed me and her talking about work.

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

She had no idea, she insisted CCTV footage was used showing her entering my federal agency at the times she alleged I had assaulted her, so she could hardly quetch 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, trinkets and rubble in a composition board box.

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

'' I would hardly say I won, but you certainly lost. '' I suggested, She still wore her prim proper court suit, dreary blue Jacket and matching stifle length wench over pale almost white pantihose, her Elwyn Brooks White blouse was crisp but hardly disclosure and she had her long blonde hair pulled back into a bun, she even wore glasses, which hid her deep drab eyes and the crying 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 reach ? ``

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

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

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

'' Madonna, '' I said soothingly.

'' Miss Hastings, '' she corrected me.

'' Mary, '' I repeated, `` You put me through six calendar month of blaze, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our effectual bill is near a tail of a million hammer. ``

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

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

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

'' Of form it is, all those times, 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 endure a wonderbra and be favorable and the rest would follow. ``

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

'' Unprofessional deportment, '' she explained, `` A warm tail million settlement out of Court and move on, except she 's moved on while I. ``

'' Jennie was your ? '' I asked.

'' lady friend. '' 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 rumor abounded of my runaway with lady of pleasure, `` Not Bee You Wye. ``

'' No, '' she almost laughed.

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

'' Mind your own occupation. '' she said, `` Actually, all I can do is lodge for failure and go household to beget. ``

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

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

'' That 's fine at 17 but sad at Forty. '' I told her.

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

'' I 'm afraid so, double-dyed wrongdoing, making sham allegation, '' I agreed, `` I think you will be terminated without bill from first of business Monday. '' I turned away, `` It 's funny. ``

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

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

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

'' I like you break 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 escort, I pay. '' I admitted.

'' You pay sporting lady for sex ? '' she said.

'' Yes, but separately, the escorts are just for the mixer issue, '' I explained, `` Well educated well verbalize stunner and I treat them as if I were a gentleman, and then for sex. ``

'' For sex ? '' she said.

'' Well well spoken and reasoning are hardly criteria. '' I explained, `` I just want to pay my fifty pounding and not induce individual reverse up nine month pregnant in due course. ''

She turned unit of ammunition to face me and sat on the bound 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 explicate. '' I continued, `` I thought you wanted a kinship, 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 company property. '' she said sadly, `` Get a Taxi. ``

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

'' How a great deal is a hack to Sydenham ? '' she asked.

'' No theme, '' I exclaimed.

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

'' Fifty, ah. '' I said.

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

'' rightfulness, fifty dollar bill, no, of form not, better not then. '' I said realising I had mentioned paying Fifty quid pro quo for sex.

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

'' Oh no, '' she demurred.

'' set made chaperone. '' I insisted, `` Least I can do. '' I left her and went to my office, it took but second to telephone set and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the limo, well our big blacken fellowship Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third base as much.

I looked in the Mirror, I guess I should n't have but suddenly there was an old man staring back at me, I suppose it was the suit of clothes, but the fact was for six months I had been so preoccupied with the `` caseful '' that I had never really thought what I looked like.

Savior. I thought, `` What a prat ! '' The suit and prick were off the peg, about seventy quid from Asda Wal Mart, a deliberate ploy so I did n't appear too chesty but it meant that I looked like a failed carpet salesman not a senior figure in a two hundred twelvemonth old family unit firm.

I would get to go home and alteration before the evening.

Perkins rang from the corner by Lloyds cant, it was difficult to park outside our building so we arranged that he would wait there until I waved from our step, 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 interior as Perkins opened the door for `` dame ! ``

I joined her in the nates seat.

'' Where to ? '' I asked.

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

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

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

I accompanied her to her unconditional, the raising took us to the one-third foor she seemed very sad, `` I was a girl watch, '' she admitted, as we walked in to find her suit all neatly packed, `` Be prepared, ''

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

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

It seemed very unusual to be carrying eccentric for the fair sex who tried to deflower me, but she seemed different in her neat business lawsuit, somehow more desirable.

'' I 'll just put the key through the Concierge 's room access, '' she said as I took the second couple of typesetter's case down to the Chrysler, I watched her walk away and go into a room access some way away and then she was striding back down towards me, her hair still in a bun but at least her awful crank were gone.

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

'' I do n't get laid what I 'll differentiate female parent, '' she confided as we drove along and then as we entered the electrically operated Gates of `` The true pine, '' she gasped, `` Is this your parent 's spot. ``

'' No, mine, '' I told her, `` I had a bit of a fillip from Goldmans before gramps did the aroused 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 discontinue by the secondary school 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 family to Mother really, '' she said.

'' Oh but I insist, '' I said, `` It still looks like a barn from international but Jess had it planned that all the DoS of the art fitness aids would be installed together with the pocket billiards, oh and she arranged it so no one could see in. ``

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

I slid across the seat inelegantly and followed her as Perkins led her to the old oak door that opened to show the state of the art steel door of the lyceum, `` blast cogent evidence, burglar trial impression, soundproof, '' I told her, as I placed my palm on the round aluminum sensor pad and the door hummed as it gently opened.

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

'' Excuse me ? '' she said, but Perkins was already walking away, and as he passed through the doorway 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 back trapping her work force behind her, `` What are you doing ! '' she protested.

Her blouse torus nicely the button golf hole elongated and then broke through, and her annulus came down easily enough as sid her pantihose and pantie and within a moment she was reduced from bright urban center girl to a near naked whore.

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

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

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

'' Oh no, that 's too good, '' I suggested and silently cursed the quick made pant which made no provision for an hard-on at all, `` no what is two c and l thousand pound sign divided by fifty Ezra Pound ? ``

'' F'five yard, '' 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 time, do we have a deal ? ''

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

'' Then recreate with yourself and get yourself nice and wet for me. '' I said menacingly as I picked up her annulus and deplume it into three man and shoot down the inset from her panties.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No ! '' she protested but her protests turned to whimpers of joy as despite herself she too felt the worry of the day dissolve into a maelstrom of sex, straight lust driven loveless sex, at least on my part, 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 best bit was when I finally shot my incumbrance deep in her, without a disgusting rubber to restrain and carry my authority, I could just deluge her uterus and that was wonderful.

I stood up afterwards and handed her a 50 pound note, `` keep it good and when you have a quarter of million let me recognise and I 'll let you out. ``

She looked at me incredulously as she mopped at her wetness with her ruined shirt, she stared at me as I told her `` I have a dinner party, Perkins will convey you some intellectual nourishment, a properly balanced diet that will keep your coat nice and glossy, according to the bundle ! '' well dog nutrient never hurt anybody.

It was a nice touch modality but I found a leather belt for her neck and another longer one and a couple of
tiny padlocks and I padlocked her to the consortium steps handrail by her cervix before I dressed and made my way to the mansion to garment formally.

I drove myself to town, Tim Forster of Haliwell Barnes had invited me with the aspect of either liquidating my assets to pay missy Hastings or liquidating hers to pay my cost, the Ferrari howled menacingly as I headed down the dual carriageway but I soon wished that I had brought the MINI when the world of London Traffic and more especially unforesightful London Taxi drivers became apparent.

It was an interest evening, my date, `` Amanda '' was a secondment year bookman at Southampton University, I realised within seconds she had a first in lying from the university of aliveness, and within five minutes she admitted everything including effectively leaving school at dozen and admitting she hoped for two hundred supernumerary for extras over and above the fellowship over dinner.

I decided to correct later, but Rupert Franklin interested me in a batch with Mary, `` If we Bankrupt her it will post a message but we get nothing, but if she will sign an arraingement whereby we get anything over the basic two hundred plug a hebdomad she needs to survive on then I think we could maybe retrieve something useful, although with just a year to unclutter bankruptcy a year or two might be the most we can prise out of her. ``

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

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

Amanda who was by now calling herself Amelia was on at least her tenth chalk of Champagne-Ardenne and was becoming something of a joke by now so as soon as was enough, and well before the interface appeared I made my alibi and left.

I dropped Amanda off in the business leader Cross area where I was sure she would determine a gentleman's gentleman uncoerced to pay for her charms while I returned to `` The true pine. '' Perkins had turned in judging from the faint gleaming from the gap in the drapery of his cottage, and Mrs Wilberforce my Cook Housekeeper had gone to her cottage next door to Perkins just across the courtyard from my back door.

I undressed carefully and dressed in a tracksuit and flight simulator, I felt I needed some exercise, get the heart pounding that kind of affair, and then I jogged the hundred cubic yard or so to the Barn and Gymnasium.

A chasten Mary watched warily as I approached her, he hands and cervix were raw from her attack to get free from the leather belts and there on the tiles a chickenhearted 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 nutritious, my Labrador `` mend '' loved it, '' I explained, `` But you see if you behave like a squawk you eat dog food. ``

I thought she would cast up but she just scowled disapprovingly as I mopped up the yellow pool with her bankrupt shirt.

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

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

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

'' bubbly it is then, '' I agreed, `` Then perhaps we could make love, ''

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

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

I carefully over filled a wine trash with bum Champagne-Ardenne and carefully spilled some on her breasts as I handed her the glass, she took a few sips before I took the looking glass from her and bent to work the spilled liquid state from her white meat, her nipple stiffened instantly.

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

'' Hold 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 surface mouthed and very confused.

She stared at me as I undressed, I was used to the gasps as I pulled my tracksuit bottoms down, no not that, my tool is only average, it 's the cicatrix from where the shrapnel got me when our Warrior armoured car was hit by `` Friendly fervency, '' another two inches lower and I 'd have been a Eunuch.

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

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

'' Not personally, but with the aid of a willing help I believe I can, '' I assured her, `` But it 's latterly and you have fifty Irish punt to earn .... ''

'' Please, do n't hurt me. '' she asked, `` Give me a present moment. '' she asked as she dipped her finger into her pink 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 time, with the awkwardness gone, I find, but cold hard glazed tiles are as hard on my stifle and elbow joint as they were on her back and I was soon wishing I had taken her to my own soft bed, but soon enough Wave of pleasure washed over me, a sudden whim had her pilus released and without any real sweat on her percentage I was quick to cum.

I really enjoyed letting fly late inside her, I never risked it with casual girl or whores but I much preferred raw innate unprotected sex to the sanitised condomised version, I reasoned she would be infertile for at least a few weeks after she stopped taking her birth control pill and I was pretty sure that as a gay woman she was not diseased, so it was pure perfect pleasance 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 sort with a whore so guilt stopped me until I realised it did n't topic, 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 hard-on shrank, resting on her, letting her take my system of weights, I know it 's not gentlemanly but she had minuscule choice.

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

I looked towards the bath door, polished aluminium in a teak soma, Jessica chose it, `` Bitch, '' I thought, my beautiful, whimsical, arrogant, selfish, self obsessed Jessica who walked out when she believed Mary 's lies.

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

Candlelight, delicately wines, a sense of social function, that was what was required to prise Jessica 's wooden leg apart, we shared the same bed for nine 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 M Father liked her, so we made glorious jazz irregularly and I took my joy elsewhere, discreetly.

But Mary, I was already wondering whether my plan to secrete her in the morning was the right termination, she fucked very nicely, Perkins could be relied on to go on her comportment a closed book, as could Mrs Wilberforce, although I could n't be trusted Mable Wilberforce could be trusted not to flay the skin of Blessed Virgin 's spine with a Horsewhip if the chance arose, `` She should be tied to a rails and cavalry whipped, '' was one of her darling sayings for anyone ineligible for her usual sanction of hanging, or `` Put before a discharge squad like a rat in a drum. ``

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

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

I had a key somewhere, I remembered, there were duplicate in the touch pad operated cupboard by the rowing motorcar so I found one and unlocked her 3 from the hand rail.

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

'' No, its sour outside. '' I said, as the estimation came to me, she was a bitch, bitches are andiron and dogs do their business when they go walkies.

I killed the brightness level before I opened the door and then I dragged her out, she tried to refuse but seemed frighten off to make too much noise as I pulled her out onto the concrete route and then dragged her onto the wet grass.

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

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

'' You 're the one wearing a dog collar and 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 moonlight, `` Do n't be preposterous, no one would believe me ! ``
she said hopelessly.

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

We walked quietly up the track towards the eight pes highschool boundary wall which divided us from the `` Union route '' as we still called it despite the redesignation to B route status since the Dual Carriageway opened and then eventually I asked, `` I thought you wanted the Bathroom, ''

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

'' Yes you can just hunker down down, '' I told her and I pressed her down into a squat and idly held her leash with my depart helping hand and stroked her hair's-breadth with my right, `` It 's all mighty, I 'm here you 're quite safe ! '' I told her.

It was n't the least bit erotic, the tone 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 locoweed, watch the sting nettles though. ``

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

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

parting two

It was Saturday, I woke early, for a Saturday around ten, I felt contented like you do after effective sex and I took a instant to remember what had happened the day before.

Mary Thomas Hastings, the bitch was now my kick, 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 come down for it, can I have it on a tray to eat in the Gym ? ``

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

The sad fact was that father fell for Francine, his P.A, she got pregnant, female parent left and father was left in reduced consideration, especially when grandfather insisted I join the firm as de facto M.D.

Father still had the `` Senior Partner, '' brass on his door and allegedly came in to work on Tues and Thursday, but now home for him was a three sleeping accommodation semi on the Frederick North handbill 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, untested indeed than my one time fiancee, as I approached my thirty fifth birthday, but fourth dimension for reflection was limited as I needed to get the breakfast tray to the Gymnasium while it remained hot.

I placed a cloth 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 fuck 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 nothing. ``

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

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

`` You must eat, celebrate your strength up, '' I suggested, `` replenish those pussy juices, '' I leered at her, `` Or shall I look at my delight first ? ``

`` My mother will be worried, '' she suggested.

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

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

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

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

`` Mary, '' I said, `` Shall I call you Mary ? '' I paused, `` Only yesterday you insisted on being called young lady Hastings, clearly that is no longer an choice, so shall we say Madonna, or Bitch or It ? ``

`` What do I manage ? '' she said, `` It 's only a matter of metre before someone finds me ! ``

`` Oh I do hope not ! '' I explained, `` But if Mrs Wilberforce is too crude, or you get an infection or something clearly we will give to dispose of you but do you cognise Perkins and poor old Mable loathe you even more than I do. ``

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

`` Now my dear Mary, that was inauspicious, '' I said as I moved away, `` So I have delicious pledge and egg for your breakfast which is cooling rapidly, so Mary you may eat with your veracious hand but your left hand, '' I said insistently, `` You must identify at least three finger's breadth of your leave alone helping hand in your twat as you eat, do you understand ? ``

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

`` nonentity will see, '' I reassured her, `` It 's getting coldness. ``

Her bridge player crept guiltily towards her crotch, the area around her mamilla was darkening already anticipating her own trace and then as the initiatory finger's breadth disappeared I went to manus her the world-class strip show of pledge, but changed my psyche and suggested she, `` loose panoptic. ``

She let me feed her, `` Rub your former hand over your knocker as you eat. '' I suggested.

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

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

She stopped instantly, `` Nung, '' she said with her oral cavity good, `` finally night, ''

`` What ? '' I queried.

`` shoemaker's last night, you know, you, me, outside. '' she said, `` The sign of the zodiac, the valley, the Moon. ``

`` You liked it ? '' I asked incredulously, as I poured hot coffee from the silver pot into a Nationalist China 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 slip of toast, I held the deep brown cup for her and she quietly wanked herself as she ate.

She seemed delightfully soft and flossy as she pleasured herself, a world away from the money grabbing bitch of yesterday 's Tribunal, and as she drained the net dreg of coffee tree I gently eased her articulatio genus apart and slipped my tracksuit bed down.

`` Condom ? '' she whispered.

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

`` Babies, gonorrhoea, '' she said, `` Hepatitus aids, ''

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

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

It was in her eyes, confusion, she clearly hated the fact she was enjoying me as very much as I was enjoying fucking her, she felt so right, so lenient and garden pink and it was a real job deciding where she ended and I began, I kissed her rima oris, she tasted of Egg and coffee and I realised she had actually eaten my breakfast as well as her own, but it did n't subject, a small price to pay for a resplendent too soon morning ride.

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

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

`` Oh expectant ! '' she replied but somehow she seemed to fascinate me tighter, her breathing became more rasping and my glob started that crinkling feeling that precedes ejaculation.

`` Pull out, please, '' she requested nicely decent but the first spurt of creamy cum was well on its way and I was n't going to waste it.

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

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

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

I looked around the Gymnasium, the Gym as I called it, , the rowing machine, the tread-wheel and of course the swimming consortium which took up the unit of the northern half of the construction, twenty dollar bill first century applied science and seventeenth one C architecture blended seamlessly, or so Jessica said, actually I thought stainless sword and Limestone rather jarred but what did I know.

The Gym had some nice tactual sensation, although the reckoner system we had fitted was now far from res publica of the art but still one could work with the radio receiver keyboard and use the plasma TV screen as a monitoring device, so I retrieved the computer mouse and keyboard, switched the power on and sat down to write.

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

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

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

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

`` Good, so, '' I suggested, `` Had to go to undercoat for a spell, the Williams will try to have me declared bankrupt if their process waiter find me so until I 've got a plan please just be assured that I 'm okay, your loving daughter Mary. ``

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

She looked at the screen.

`` Hi, '' it said `` The Tribunal was rigged, I 'm going to cool for a patch, think it through, be in touch on when I get back. '' `` M '' she read, `` PS can you let Mummy know. ``

`` You Bastard. '' she said.

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

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

`` I 'll use the hick account then, not Hushmail. '' I suggested.

It took a patch to scroll through old message and then I found a Facebook confirmation, watchword, the lot, and suddenly the whole thing was much easier.

Some of the things she called me on Facebook were definitely libellous, but I uploaded the subject matter sent it to a figure of her admirer 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 orange juice for me and then stood around waiting.

`` Do n't mind me Mable, '' I suggested as she stood waiting in her tawdry nylon smock with her grey hair's-breadth in rollers under a headscarf and looking every one of her sixty eight years.

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

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

`` Very full sir. '' she said.

Never in my bad incubus had I thought she would venture out without at to the lowest degree a vest under her smock but suddenly as the nylon fluttered to the storey two vast unsupported Tits flopped out over the most elaborate black leather corset I ever want to see, it must sustain had twenty or to a greater extent stout leather straps pulling her in similar firm Young muscles to quote the wrong advert, and then there were the leather shorts and the thigh the boot, and of course of study the whips which she had brought with her.

She looked like some incubus impersonation from a dodgy German language porn film.

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

This would not do, so I found some mild R-2 and tied Mary 's hands together on the far sid of the handrail giving Mrs Wilberforce a straighten out objective of Mary 's back.

`` That 's dear Mr Stephen sir, '' she said, `` I 'll get that piffling beef wish she never crossed you sir, that I will. ``

I watched her choose the longest whip, her bare shoulders rippled as she got her range and aim and after about four gentle swats she laid into Blessed Virgin and started reckoning. `` One ! ``

`` Ah, no, Stephen, for pity 's, ah, saki, '' Madonna squealed, `` I thought you liked, ah, me. ``

The red chump were faint to begin with but as blow rained on reverse a beautiful criss cross pattern started to emerge, I sat and watched as I ate my sandwiches, `` Have a residual Mrs Wilberforce do n't overdo it, '' I suggested as she counted to forty eight.

`` plosive, please block ! '' The Virgin 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 party 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 unhinged. ``

`` Two sugars The Virgin ? '' I asked as I went to the lilliputian kitchen through the threshold into what had been a list to stalls before we converted the barn to chance the jug and teapot.

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

It took a few minutes to make the Tea, and when I returned Mrs Wilberforce was sitting beside Madonna resting, `` Mr Williams was a lovely man, of path I was untried then, '' Mrs Wilberforce was saying, `` Just out of school, see, six months pregnant with our Chief Joseph and he gives me a job with a matte. ``

`` My grandfather is a very sound man but he did have peculiar gustatory perception, '' I added as I brought the tray, `` Particularly mother 's milk. ``

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

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

`` Oh yes, he whipped me once, we used to play when the `` Misses '' was out and I grabbed the whiplash and whipped him and he liked it, like you do. ``

`` Do n't be ridiculous ! '' Virgin Mary insisted.

`` He did as well, '' Mable insisted, `` his fiddling thingy went all clay, it used to curl up like a little mouse and then after a bit it stuck out like a bit of ling hold. ''

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

`` So why are your tit all extended, '' I asked, '' and the field round all night, and why are you sweating and dampness between the branch ? ``

`` It 's warm in here ? '' she suggested, `` anyway I 'm not. '' she insisted, but Mrs Wilberforce took the spare lash and eased it between The Virgin 's bruised and pounting slit lips, `` No catch that, thats not reasonable ! ``

`` All right hand ? '' I asked and Mrs Wilberforce just let the whiplash flails fall between Mary 's second joint and left the Whip handle deep inside her.

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

`` I think she 's got a thing for you Mister Sir Leslie Stephen, '' Mable observed, `` She 'd appear nice in a ball gown. '' she said, `` Like your mother. ``

`` Eh ? '' Mary queried.

`` I could n't never wear a testicle night-robe, not sensibly, '' Mrs Wilberforce explained, `` me tits was too leaden but she got skillful spiritualist ones like your mum. ``

`` Mother is somewhat notorious on the tramp scene in Hendon, '' I explained, `` she loves wearing a hideously expensive ball gown, rhombus, pearls and a smile. ``

`` So the unhurt family are deviant ? '' she asked.

`` well, '' I explained, `` male parent obviously got the theme you were too or you would never have got the job. '' I paused, `` Have some tea, three sugars, keep your specialty up. ``

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

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

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

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

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

I was sure she did n't conceive me but that 's exactly what I did, everything clean, except some of the underwear which I burned, and a short black dress, I put in bin liners and threw them in the Range Rover and took them the three miles to the small town hall.

The lady of the cleaning woman Institute were as pleased to receive the clothes as they were annoyed at my lateness only ten minutes before the doors opened for the sales event, but they quickly distributed the garments and I in turn of events photographed them on my little camera phone to bear witness Mary her things had gone to a dependable 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 party whip handle 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 base ! '' she wailed, `` Please ! '' she said, `` I hurt so a lot, ''

`` Then why is there a lash handgrip rammed in your sex ? '' I asked.

`` It takes my mind off the infliction ! '' she said reasonably.

`` I gave your apparel to the WI mingle sale look, '' I said and showed her the 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 whip handgrip hit the floor with a plop.

`` You really picture 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 spend the afternoon in my prissy easy bed watching snooker on TV ? '' I suggested, `` You would rather ride out 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 letter carrier bag, `` Bed. ''

I showed her the little back dress.

`` Shall we ? '' I suggested.

`` Who 's playacting '' she asked.

`` Graham Dott and Ali Carter. '' I explained.

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

`` Bed then ? '' I asked.

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

It took barely a present moment to release her but she needed a exhibitioner and her spine was a veridical mess, so it was nearly three when she slipped her clothes on and I carried her to the Range rover and drove her to my home.

I carried her indoors too, and upstairs to my way and gently set her down on the bed, where I lifted her opprobrious dress over head leaving her deliciously naked.

`` I 'm afraid the bed is more for sleeping than sex, '' I apologised, `` Oh an the door operates on thenar photographic print so operose luck, and the en suite is through there so no pissing in the corner. ``

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

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

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

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

`` Why the haste, do n't you like it here ? '' I asked and I gestured towards the windowpane with the glorious views across the vale.

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

`` As a fabrication piddling lesbian tart, '' I suggested. `` Oh no dear young woman I think not, no consort, concubine, my little set use prostitute that 's what I have planned for you, if you 're agreeable. ``

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

`` With your little sapphic booster, I 'm not sure that 's a sound musical theme, '' I suggested, `` And bankruptcy will deflower your career, '' I suggested, `` No I think a yr of fixture trouncing and steady sex and living like an animal will do you a power of unspoilt. ``

`` No, you ca n't '' she protested, `` Ok sex, yes sex no problem, but for immortal saki spirit at my back. ``

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

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

She lay there petulantly, `` Shall we say one hundred whip every Saturday, and unconstipated sex, '' I thought about it, `` No, get to that sex on demand, mouth, vagina, anus, everywhere in fact, what do you say ? ``

`` For God sake ! '' she said.

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

`` And the early days ? '' she asked, `` Whipping on Sabbatum. ``

`` Yes, and Sun if you want to pay me off quicker, a pound a lash, l pounds a shtup. ``

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

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

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

`` twenty four seven if you like, perhaps you could work in the position room or canteen or as a cleaner at the power in vitrine I need you ? '' I suggested, then I felt the urge returning. `` Roll on your vertebral column, I want you. '' I said, perhaps not the most romantic marriage proposal but then I added, `` And I 'll need you again in the aurora so do n't run away. ``

`` by-blow ! '' she muttered.

`` I want that nasty lip of yours this time, '' I added as I rolled over on top of her, '' You wo n't mind if I explore your tonsilla with my tongue will you ? ``

She thought I meant a blow job, but when I held her cheek she knew, she knew it was something far more cozy, `` Whore 's usually like to keep this special, so it 's a real bonus if I can drill on you. '' I explained.

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

`` Mmmmm, nice, '' she commented, and that was it almost no foreplay and I was gloriously sheathed in her, she seemed agitated 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, `` separate me you hate me, screeching at me if you like. ``

`` I do n't, it should n't feel so beneficial, it 's not fairly. '' she said, `` Why ca n't you be nice to me, guess you love me or something ? ``

`` Because you tried to destroy me or grade, '' I explained, `` Now shut up and enjoy your fuck. ``

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

`` Who told you you could wet-nurse my stopcock ? '' I asked.

`` I want you to attain love to me, '' she answered with a mischievous flavour in her eye.

`` You 're trying to forfend a flagellation. '' I accused.

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

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

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

`` Hey, Mary, '' I exclaimed, `` young lady Hastings, you sounded like you meant it, it 's only a game. ``

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

`` There 's no pauperization to get excited. '' I explained, `` Is there ? ``

`` I 'm a woman not a blooming robot, '' she said suddenly dangerous, `` You make love to me and say its just a fuck, who are you trying to gull Mr Tennessee Williams, because you do n't fritter away me. ``

`` I 'll have Perkins fuck 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 tear your dress off and jazz you right then and there, '' I agreed, `` You looked so, ''

`` Sexy ? '' she asked.

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

`` No. '' she said.

`` Suck me off then there 's a right slut. '' I said but she did n't she sweep round of drinks over me and grabbed my set up instrument and sank down on it until her kitty engulfed me, `` My turn to fuck you lover ! '' she exclaimed and she bounced up and down several times before I rolled her over and started to hump her energetically.

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

I held her, I wanted to tell everything was all right, she did n't have to interest, 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 perfidy and lies that easily I decided, one good trouncing was hardly enough, no she would throw to work for it if she wanted to be mine .