Her Master and Her Lover
Charlotte is again with the two men in her life.
But what does she really feel about them?
And they about her?
A Continuing BDSM Menage Erotic Romance
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / BDSMPart twelve of a long-running series
It is the last day that my Master and Michael must work, before we all go to the beach house he has been loaned for the Summer.
I am guessing that we will ‘celebrate’ together this evening, and I have dressed for this. Who will arrive first, I wonder?
My Master almost bursts open the door, his air, triumphal.
“That’s it!” he exclaims. “Freedom for the Summer.” Then, he takes in my outfit. “Ah… yes, Charlotte. I thought you might be ready and waiting for me.”
My dress, which I bought for the occasion, is low cut and tightly bodiced, emphasising my already small waist, and ‘presenting’ my breasts and cleavage. Loose, flowing skirts are at once summery, demure and inviting of easy access. The bodice is pulled in tightly with long laces that dangle invitingly down.
In short, I have dressed, to be undressed.
My Master, ambling over, eyes the laces of the bodice of my dress. “Nice dress,” he comments, his eyes meeting mine for a moment. But his attention is downwards. “Were you intending to continue wearing it?”
He tugs at the top couple of lacings, releasing my breasts. Carefully, he eases them free of the corseting, so that they sit outside the dress, slightly perched on the bodice.
Abruptly, he pushes me, hard, against the wall, knocking me breathless. Once, this might have alarmed me, but he knows me well does my Master, and what I appreciate. And we both enjoy it when he ‘manhandles’ me a bit.
Pressing hard against me, he pins my wrists over my head, looking down at me, and knowing well that he is pressing all my buttons.
And his too….
“Now Charlotte, the choices are: “Do you want to fuck now? Or wait a while, until Michael returns, to make love?”
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nelson Leonel De Benedetti
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