It is Valentine's Day, and where would Charlotte be except with her two Masters.
What surprises will they have in store for each other?
The tale of a young woman in an on-going story of BDSM and ménage with her two Masters and others.
A BDSM Menage Erotic Adventure and Romance
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / BDSMPart Eight of a long-running series
The Virgin’s Valentines
And so, it is Valentine’s Day, and who would I spend it with except my Master and Michael?
“Charlotte.” says my Master. “You look like trouble, trying to find somewhere to happen.”
I suck in my cheeks, trying not to giggle. I’ve always detested giggling girls and am determined not to be one of them. But behind me, I hear a low chuckle from the rear seat of the car.
Michael places a hand on my shoulder. “He’s right, Charlotte,” he says quietly. “What are you thinking about?”
I turn to see his face, smiling. “What do you think I’m thinking about, Michael?”
He grins. “Aaahhhh…. Good.”
I wonder where we are going this time; my Master, with his dark, lean saturnine looks and a voice like wild silk. And Michael, stocky, muscular, blond, my Golden Angel, who loves me.
“So, what are we doing today? Where are we going?” I ask.
My Master glances at me from his driving. “Back to our old place Charlotte. Where you and I first, um, consummated, our agreement.”
“The apartment? The place with the beautiful mirrored room?”
“That’s the one. And I’m glad you like the mirrored room, because that’s where Michael and I planned that we all would spend our time together this visit.”
*****
In the apartment, warm, cosy, beautiful, I have a long soak in the bath.
Taking my time, I dry my hair, brushing it until it falls around me in a soft red cloud. I put on my makeup, my eyes very dark, lips red to match my hair.
Then I dress as my Master requested.
Wandering through to the mirrored room, I find Michael there.
“Only you? Where is he?”
He smiles, twitching his lips in humour.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nelson Leonel De Benedetti
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