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  George put the belt down and I drew a breath wondering what would happen next loving every minute of my liaison with the man of my dreams. I was fully under his spell and ready and willing to do anything that he asked. I still had my hands on the dressing table and was still admiring myself in the mirror. George stood once again behind me and lay his hand on my back. With his other hand he drew his rock hard cock into my pussy and once again slid it all the way in. I could feel it all intimately go deep inside my.

  All of a sudden I felt a sensation on my asshole as George’s finger was pressing into my ass whilst he was fucking my hard in the pussy. I loved the sensation. George used his spit to gently finger my asshole while still managing to thrust, the sensation was almost too much for my legs to handle.

  Then George stopped thrusting but continued to put his finger deeper and deeper into my anus, with I’s moans becoming ever greater as he did.

  “Have you ever done anal before?” said George.

  “Yeah, I love it” I said, deciding to answer honestly.

  “I’ll be gentle” said George. Commandingly expecting that I was ready to give it a try.

  As George was working his finger he gave the occasional spank which I loved. I loved the sexual pleasure it gave me and also the sound of George’s hand has he hit my cheek. George pulled his finger out and I was wet with anticipation. Wet from my pussy and wet from the spit that was now ready for George’s cock.

  George used his hands to part my ass cheeks and slowly press his cock into my tight ass. At first he gently thrusted with his tip, and I looked into the face of the man fucking me through the dressing table mirror. His eyes focused on my sweet ass. As George went deeper and deeper I kept having the urge to tell him to stop as the strange sensation frightened me, but as soon as I thought that, the pleasure was too much to say anything. Before I knew it George was thrusting in and out as hard as he had been doing into my pussy and my moans were louder than ever. At this point the whole castle could have heard me, but I didn’t care.

  I changed my hands so I could now finger my own sweet pussy with my satin glove whilst George was fucking my ass for extra sensation. I had to place my other hand onto the mirror in order to keep my balance and looked once again at myself in the mirror, never feeling sexier and never more turned on than this. My breasts pumping up and down but kept in place by my tight dress which showed my whole body more beautifully than any dress had done before, and a man I had longed for, fucking me like I had never been fucked before.

  My moans became wild as I went weak at the knees and could barely stand anymore, I felt George explode into my ass and fill my anus with his hot cum. I could hardly breathe, I was so exhilarated. George withdrew his cock from me and I just stood there.

  One of the reasons I got so bored of Josh was that he could never fuck me the way I wanted. I asked George to fuck me hard and he delivered, I knew I was going to have great fun with this man. Even though it was my wedding day, I had a build-up of sexual frustration that I just wanted to release. Not only did we have great personality chemistry, but sexual chemistry too.

  We both lay down on the bed, taking in the whole day that had just happened. I felt like the most satisfied woman in the world. We shared a loving goodnight kiss to each other, our first as a married couple and there was going to be many to come.

  Epilogue

  George fell asleep, but I was wide awake. I got up out of bed and put on my comfortable clothes. I wanted to walk around the castle and the new empire that I controlled. I quietly made my way around the castle; the party was still going so the castle was filled with drunken shouts and merry men. I loved that my big day had been perfect.

  I walked up to the top of the watchtower where George had proposed to me just a few weeks before. There was a few times where I had snuck out of my room to come to this place. The sounds from below in the castle were barely audible up here. Not much light reached it meaning the starts were in full view. It was peaceful and allowed me to contemplate my life. I remembered the night of my father’s 50th birthday, before everything in my life went crazy.

  Seven men were in that room that night, and all were soon to play a huge part of my life. I didn’t know then that it would be Josh that I’d be agreeing to marry, the biggest mistake of my life. Josh was nice enough but was never the man for me. I shuddered remembering that this was the spot that he fell to his death. I may not have truly loved him, but I still shared many great memories with him. It was all so bittersweet.

  All those three brothers died in this castle, all three attempting to kill me in order to overthrow my castle. I remembered back to the fun that we had in the great dining hall and how it was crazy how things had worked out. Ralph and Isaac would have easily have been my husband’s if other decisions were made. I could have never imagined during that joust how things were going to work out, all due to the Sanyek’s pursuit of power after the Gattzam had killed my father.

  I couldn’t have done all of this without another man who died in this castle, John. I laughed to myself about how we waited so long to unleash the sexual tension between us, and how we certainly made the most of our time together after we first made love. I thought about him daily, but he died in the way he would have wished. For the cause and with honour, this day couldn’t have happened without him.

  Looking down from the watchtower I could see where I had run away from the fighting and into the arms of a beast, a beast who would save me not once, or twice, but three times. All in the name of true love. Adam wanted me to be happy and knew George would provide that for me. He looked so much happier after the battle; there was always a sad look in his eye beforehand, but no more.

  Max often had a sad look too, whenever I was with another man he would curse his luck that he was just a humble servant and unable to take my hand. He was never the perfect man for me, but he was a great friend. I was delighted that he found the perfect woman for him, he looked happier than he had ever looked. He got the position that he had always craved and now had a woman who could make him happy.

  Happiness. That’s what I wanted. That’s what George has given me. From feeling trapped by my father, to feeling trapped in a relationship and then having to battle for my own life, it’d been a hell of a ride. From the first time I laid my eyes on George I knew there was a spark, unfortunately it took a lot to happen to find out if that spark could become a fire, but my love for him was now burning deep within me. Many times I had looked over this watchtower and wondered if I could ever be happy. Now here I was, content at life and excited for the future for the first time in my life. I was, for the first time in my life, happy.

  THE END

  The Virgin’s Arrangement - Teaser

  Chapter One

  Claudia Vaughn sighed as she stepped out of her outfit for the night. She undid the straps of her shoes, kicked them off and sighed as she rubbed the soles of her feet. She felt like her feet might just burst because of how much they hurt, but she knew that was just part of the job. No pain, no gain as their boss would say.

  Claudia reached behind her back and undid the zipper a little to feel like she was able to breathe because these outfits were just getting tighter, and tighter, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe in them. She supposed she shouldn’t complain. She was after all Madame Sauri’s right hand woman.

  Madame Sauri was formidable despite her small stature. She was a Chinese woman who had fled to America to evade her abusive husband, and managed to start a successful business as the owner of one of the finest establishments in China Town. La Chambre de Plaisir.

  La Chambre de Plaisir was well known all over the district because of how high end it actually was. It catered to those with very specific needs, and Madame Sauri with her hazel eyes, dark hair pulled into a no nonsense bun, and her ability to haggle like a true New Yorker was legendary in many circles. It was why Claudia had showed up at her doorstep one day, soaked to the bone with little more t
han the clothes on her back, and a point to prove.

  Madame Sauri had eyed her suspiciously before she let her in and listened to her proposal. After Claudia was done, Madame Sauri walked up to her, looked her up and down then smiled.

  From then on, they were partners. It was Madame Sauri who started the establishment, but Claudia helped her build it from the ground up. Once upon a time, she had gone to a business school, so she had a keen eye for specific details, and she was able to use what she learned in business school to help the place become successful.

  Men came here from all over the world with very specific tastes, and in most cases, they were able to find someone to satisfy him. It wasn’t a whore house as many people thought, rather it was a gentleman’s club that was home to a very specific kind of pleasure.

  Before arriving here, Claudia had no idea just how many men were into BDSM, but now that she was right in the middle of it all, she was still surprised every single time. Not that she thought there was anything wrong with it, she just always thought they were much a smaller group.

  When she came to Madame Sauri, they agreed that Claudia would handle the clientele and occasionally perform on the stage, but she was not for sale. Claudia was a virgin, and she was part French on her mothers’ side, so that made her very sought after, but she was adamant that she stay behind the scenes, and far away from the greedy eyes of men who devoured her with their eyes. She knew that she could never put herself in that position because of her past, and the way things turned out for her.

  Claudia breathed deeply as she began to massage her neck and make her way down the hall to her room. She ran into Madame Sauri on her way down the hall, and they detoured to their office where they shared a drink.

  Madame Sauri lifted her leg up on one of the chairs and began to rub them. “Is good night for us, tonight.”

  “Yeah, Chastity did really well. I told you she had massive potential.”

  “So you did.” Madame Sauri tilted her head and acknowledged her. “She seem like silly girl when she come, can you blame me?”

  Claudia gave her a rueful smile. “No, I can’t say that I can. I think she more than proved that she is worth it. I saw one or two men with their jaws on the floor, and one of them took out his check book, so they’ll probably be making an offer very soon.”

  Madame Sauri knocked back her drink and smacked her lips. “Sooner than you think. They come by today. Very good sum, but I think we wait for a few more days, they become desperate, they offer more money, and Chastity has chance to make up mind.”

  Claudia tipped her glass. “I agree completely. We shouldn’t rush into it. What about Lacey? How is she doing?”

  Madame Sauri looked like she ate something sour. “Lacey not doing so well today. She look sick this morning, but I think is just nerves. She threw up before show and insisted she go on though I tell her to rest. She not do so well on stage, but you know Lacey. They love her.”

  Claudia nodded as she leaned back in her chair and took a huge gulp of her coke and rum. “I’ll check on her on my way out. I’ll see if she needs a doctor as well.”

  Madame Sauri clasped her hands in her lap. “Why we get into this business Clo?”

  Claudia shrugged as she sloshed the drink around the cup. “I don’t know, Sauri. I guess we each have our reasons. Whether it’s us or one of the other girls. They may not make sense, and if they do, maybe we shouldn’t be here, yet here we are.”

  Madame Sauri nodded thoughtfully. “Is true. You wise girl, Clo. Should consider accepting offer for your virginity someday. Is good money. Could get you out of here.”

  Claudia laughed. “Why would I want to get out of here, Sauri? I came to you, remember? I sought you out, and I want to be here.”

  Madame Sauri cocked her head to the side and examined her as if she were some type of rare bird. “So you say. I no get you, Clo. You are strange girl, but you are hard worker.”

  Claudia raised her glass. “I’ll drink to that.”

  Madame Sauri eyed her speculatively before she clinked her glass against hers and gulped the whole drink in one swallow.

  ***

  Tw0 hours later, Claudia wandered down the barely lit hallway that smelled strongly of heavy perfume and kept one hand on the walls to keep from toppling over. She was sure she shouldn’t have had so much to drink, but as always with Sauri she couldn’t help herself. The two women had next to nothing common, but somehow they bonded over the fact that life had handed them both a crappy pair of cards.

  Sauri with her abusive husband, and his incessant blows that eventually made her unable to carry any children which was the final nail in the coffin that was their marriage, and Claudia because of a past she couldn’t seem to escape, no matter how far she ran.

  She had shed her skin so many times, changed locations, she even tried changing her appearance from blonde to brunette, but nothing she did was ever enough to bury the hole inside her heart. A hole that at times felt big enough to house the Titanic.

  She knew she wouldn’t be able to outrun her past forever, but for now, she was as far away from it, in theory, as she possibly could be. She was still in her hometown, but she was doing the last thing anybody would ever expect her to be doing. She was sure they wouldn’t come looking for her here, in a gentleman’s club of all places.

  With her business degree, and her eloquent French, this was the last place anybody would think to look, and that’s exactly why Claudia picked it. She stumbled towards her room and began snickering to herself at the thought of what 16 year old her would say if she could her right now.

  Working at a gentleman’s club, and as co-owner, no less. The idea may not have been hers, but when she showed Madame Sauri all the things she needed to do to attract more customers, and stay within the confines of the law, business took off so fast, Sauri insisted on making her a partner. She was genuinely touched by that.

  It wasn’t why she had come here in the first place, but she figured it couldn't hurt. The more distance she put between her and her past self, the better. She groped around for the light switch and flinched as it danced across her field of vision.

  With that warm, fuzzy feeling in her stomach, Claudia clumsily lurched forward and began to curse her inability to get the zipper down. Sometimes, she wished she had a roommate, but Sauri insisted that she deserved her own room with a private bathroom, and her own sweet set up.

  It was fun at first having all of this to herself, but soon the glitz and the glamor wore off, and all she was left with was the deafening silence of a room that never truly felt like hers because of the over top décor, and the colors that bled into each other causing an angry clash of bright purple and red. Personally, she would’ve preferred softer colors, something that brought out the peaceful energy within her.

  “Bloody zipper.” She squinted her eyes and bit down hard on her bottom lip in concentration until she finally heard the tell-tale swoosh of the zipper being pulled down. She grinned triumphantly as the dress fell into a heap on the floor. She stepped out of the dress and sighed as she touched her lip and saw a smear of red splattered across her finger.

  She made her way to the bureau and grabbed a tissue and pressed it hard to her lips. The unexpectedly mundane gesture reminded her of her father. An English doctor who had a love for classic novels, cigars and old black and white movies. At first glance, he seemed oddly mismatched with her mum who was a designer in Paris and kept up with all the latest movies. Their eyes met across the room at a party one day, and somehow it didn’t seem to matter that they came from two totally different worlds.

  Growing up, Claudia believed in their love, and her little sister used to make fun of her whenever she would say that she wanted a marriage like that. She supposed that at her age, Elizabeth was too young to understand, but she still tried to teach her. That a love like theirs was rare, that them meeting each other like that was meant to happen.

  Claudia frowned as she stared at
herself in the mirror and watched as she touched her honey blonde hair. She had her mother’s hair, defined cheekbones, and her shapely thighs, but she had dad’s caramel colored eyes, lips, and his forehead. Whenever she looked at herself in the mirror, she was reminded of them in a way that was almost too painful to contemplate.

  She shook her head as she turned away from the mirror and headed towards her closet. She smiled for no particular reason thinking that she really did quite enjoy the buzz that came after enjoying one too many drinks. She put her shoes back where they belonged, and managed to fumble into a pair of sweatpants and a shirt.

  She huffed as she tried to pull the shirt down only to realize that she was trying to put it on upside down. She began to giggle hysterically, the sounds of her laughter echoing in her empty chambers until her laughter died down, and she seemed to sober up almost instantly.

  “I miss you, all of you,” she said under her breath. “It’s not fair what happened, I know, and I know I could’ve dealt with things a lot better, but I can’t change that now. All I know is, I can’t go back. I hope you understand.”

  She flopped onto the bed without bothering to fix her shirt, and with one hand splayed across the bed, and the other across her face, she drifted off into a deep nostalgic sleep.

  Chapter Two

  Claudia tried not to scowl as she made it through the usual morning check up with the girls. They usually spent the morning off, doing whatever their heart desires so long as they were back on time. Usually, Claudia and Sauri would check and make sure that everything was in order before they do. They had to make sure the girls were properly fed, well clothed, and groomed at all times.