RansomeChapter 5 Choosing A Target
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So there I was on the bed on my hands and knees with one guy behind me, his cock balls deep in my ass and another guy in front of me balls deep in my throat and my wife standing in the doorway, jaw wide open. Her eyes were bugged out with the deer in the headlights shocked look on her face. My wife had always loved watching male-male action. Over the years when we have had guys come over for fun, she had always commented on how she loved to watch. She would sit and masturbate while watching...
He walked through the door, one hand rubbing away the tension in the back of his neck. Running a hand through his short, spiky, platinum blonde hair, he unbuttoned the top three buttons of his starched white shirt and tossed his pinstripe tie across the back of a chair. It was then he noticed the coffee table. Twin red candles burned next to an array of dishes–sliced meats, cheeses, bread, ripe plums. Two large cushions had been placed on either side. White petals were scattered around the...
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Gay MaleOn the Monday of the week after the party, Chris appeared at the door to Section 2 and asked to visit David. Security refused to allow him in to the building because he was not cleared to know what was done there. “I can telephone him from here and tell him you are here,” said the guard on duty, “but I’ll only do that because I know what happened last weekend.” Then he picked up the desk ‘phone and pressed one button. When he got an answer he said, “Sorry to trouble you sir, but I have Mr....
Sure enough, early the next morning Gillian rang him at work to apologise for inviting Phoebe and to protest at him paying for what was supposed to be their treat. “Meet me for lunch and we can discuss it,” he offered, thinking, Every opportunity to fall into my web. “Not today,” she answered, “but Chris is off on a site visit all next week, so perhaps Monday?” Got you, David thought as he agreed to meet her at a well known pub some distance from the office. As there were no particular...
For the following Sunday Gillian invited David over to her place, saying. “Chris spends the whole morning organising football training for the little ones.” “When does that start?” he asked. “Ten. He leaves at about half past nine. We could have a couple of hours before he gets back, then I’ll cook lunch, then Chris would like to watch you make love to me if you don’t mind?” “I won’t come to make love to you, but I’d enjoy fucking you again,” David said to make his attitude completely...
After lunch David simply said, “Leave the dishes,” and led Gillian, still wearing only her apron, to the stairs where he stood aside and motioned her to go up ahead of him. Another test, he thought, reaching out and groping her buttocks as she went up the stairs in front of him. Looking back he called, “Chris, are you coming to watch?” “Yes Master, if it is allowed?” came the reply. “Of course. Whenever I use your wife you can watch if you are free, and if you want to do so. I expect that...
David was rather surprised to get a ‘phone call from Gillian a couple of weeks later to say that Phoebe had just rung her and hinted that another dinner date with David and herself making up the foursome would be very welcome. “What did you say to her?” he asked. “I didn’t know what to say, so I told her I’d think about it. I didn’t tell her we were meeting several times each week in case you wanted her as well as having me, Master.” “Ring her back and tell her you don’t know how you would...
When Phoebe’s taxi drew up at David’s house it was five to six and she decided that it was fine to be a few minutes early. Contrary to her expectation the door was locked and when she turned round the taxi had just driven away. She stood bewildered, then decided to ring the bell, which elicited no response. She was just wondering whether he had been held up, or changed his mind when she heard the lock click on the door, and her watch confirmed that it was indeed fifteen seconds before...
As David was about to leave after a quicky session one evening Gillian said, “Have you got a moment?” “Yes, of course. Is this to do with Chris moving to London and taking a job with the Ministry of Defence?” Gillian sat down suddenly, as she had not realised that David knew of the proposed move. “Did he tell you?” she asked. “No. The Ministry’s security people came asking questions.” “Oh. What questions?” “Well their main concern was whether you would be going with him or staying here...
The following week the interaction with Penelope Huxtable was predictably brief. David tried to open a conversation with her by commenting on the weather. Her response to his, “Nice day, isn’t it?” was brief and to the point, “I have little interest in the weather,” and she turned to her neighbour and began to discuss where she could find a permanent supply of genuine Blue Mountain coffee. Fortunately he was rescued by Julia Gore saying, sotto voce, “Ignore her. She despises most people...
He was not surprised the following Saturday when Anne Lucas accepted his invitation to have lunch at the Lisboa. It all went well and they chatted about mutual acquaintances at All Saints and commiserated about the tactlessness of the new Vicar. When it came to coffee David used his well tried line, “I would suggest coffee, but it is cheap and nasty here. Normally I go home and make my own, but I don’t suppose...” “As you introduced me to this excellent restaurant, I’m not going to doubt...
When David came in from work a few days later the attractive divorcée was wallowing in the warm water of the bath in his en suite, slowly allowing her fingers to investigate the depths of her feminine folds under the foam covered surface. One look at her expression in the mirror tiles confirmed her lustful behaviour hidden from view. He stood there enthralled. As she realised that he was watching her she hit that all important plateau quicker than she had ever done before and after that it...
When David arrived at Stapleford Secure Systems on the previous Monday he was surprised to be telephoned by the secretary to the Chairman and Managing Director, Colin Sharpe, to arrange an unofficial board meeting. “What is an unofficial board meeting?” he wondered aloud. “Mr. Sharpe wants to discuss some ideas before a formal board meeting so that he knows what the four of you think.” “Come on, Patience, you know I never go to board meetings. I just give Colin my proxy. I don’t worry...
The employees’ share co-operative was announced to the staff and received a less than rapturous welcome when the figures were announced. Most of those eligible thought the sums involved were trivial; most of those excluded thought that all the staff should be eligible on the first day they joined the company. David was surprised when Colin asked him to meet him immediately when he walked into work two days after the announcement. “What’s the problem, Colin? Are the natives getting...
One of the more long standing employees at Stapleford Secure Systems was a heavily built female Ministry appointed security guard know universally as “Bertha” but never to her face. When David got an internal ‘phone call one Friday morning from someone who called herself Amanda James he was at a loss as to who this might be until she said, “My name is Mrs. Amanda James but I know that everyone refers to me as ‘Bertha from Security’ behind my back.” “Well, Mrs. James, what can I do for...
The ‘phone rang on David’s desk on the Wednesday morning and the secretary said, “A Mrs. James for you. She said you would know what it was about. I haven’t told her you are in, and I can say you are out, or busy.” “Yes. I do know, and you can put her through.” ... “Hello, what can I do for you?” “I am so sorry to trouble you, but I don’t know what to do now,” said Amanda, sounding very troubled. “Yvonne?” he asked. “I don’t want to discuss it on the ‘phone, but you did say if I needed...
Seeing the Churchwarden after the service the next Sunday David asked him, “Mr. Price, can you tell me how urgent the roof repairs are, and what they will cost?” “When it rains and the wind is from the east the rain gets in, so fairly urgent, at least some patching is. Really we need a new roof, and the Vicar claims to know someone who will do that for only a hundred thousand.” David persisted, “But really it should cost twice that to do it properly?” The Churchwarden looked nervously...
It was the following morning when Amanda rang David again in the office. Her opening sentence was, “I have done my duty. Now it’s your turn, preferably today What time can you come to my place and sort out Yvonne’s punishment?” David thought and then said, “I have a couple of things to do here first. I could be at your place about half past three or four o’clock, will that do?” “Fine, and thanks again in advance.” I’d better take my old slipper with me, otherwise my hand may hurt like hell...
It was just two days later when David was arriving back at work after lunch when he noticed that there was a police car from the local force parked at the main gate. Mostly out of curiosity, he went into the gatehouse and just as he did so Amanda arrived from within the site and asked him, “Who notified you?” “Nobody notified me of anything,” he replied, “I just saw that the local police were here as I arrived, and as a director of this company I wondered if it was anything I ought to know...
When David arrived at Amanda’s on the agreed day for the next session he was greeted by the sight of Yvonne lying on her back on the floor with her wrists handcuffed to the bottom of the dining chair legs and her ankles handcuffed to the top of the back of the chair. His made him wonder why she did not just tip the chair sideways as the first move to escaping Then he realised that the chair itself was fastened to the back of the sofa, making it much too heavy for her to tip over. Her shoes...
Picking her daughter up, Amanda carried her up the stairs and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. Giving her detailed instructions she had the girl sucking and licking hard at David until he came in her mouth, which did not take long after the punishment session he had given. “Now watch how it should be done,” said Amanda stripping her clothes to reveal the mountainous flesh he had only seen once before. The vision amazed him just as much this time as it had before, bouncing in all sorts...
Some few weeks later Amanda rang him again and asked for another meeting, “Don’t worry, I only want advice this time, and a little help with an interrogation.” “All right, but at my house this time please.” About seven that evening the door bell rang and mother and daughter were on the step. “Come in,” he invited. They all sat in the kitchen and Amanda ordered her daughter to tell David what she had revealed to her that afternoon. “No don’t tell me,” he said, “Let me guess. You are...
I’m getting rather bored by the effort needed to get and keep these women in my bed. I think the idea I put to Yvonne was a good one. I’ll set my sights on a second wife who will conform to my idea of obedience. True to type as ever, David made up a list of specifications. No younger than half my age. I don’t want a stupid child. No older than thirty. I don’t want anyone who can’t look after me physically in my old age. Preferably a poor family, but not a gold digger. I want her dependent...
Jennifer, the Vicar’s live in ‘friend’ at the vicarage had decided that she needed to do something with her life. Oddly enough this was as a result of listening to Martha, the Vicar, rehearsing a sermon on helping others and not just hiding away from other people’s needs. It made her realise that all she ever did was let Martha slake her lesbian lust, and while that also gave her some sexual satisfaction it really wasn’t a very fulfilling life. What have I ever done that matters? she...
The churchwarden was pleased that Jennifer had turned up at the coffee morning and was rather grateful that Martha wasn’t there. He knew she was quite capable of making a scene impetuously and regretting it afterwards. These young female clergy, he shook his head in disapproval at the thought, never think of any consequences. They just rush in where angels... He had explained to David what she had asked him but David said, “I didn’t do any of the setting up. That was all done by the...
“Come here,” said Martha, reaching under the duvet for Jennifer’s arm. They rolled towards each other and merged into a single heap of warm soft feminine flesh. Nipples were sucked into each other’s mouths and rose to rubbery roseate firmness as messages of arousal radiated through the two bodies. Jennifer’s mouth opened and her breathing became more irregular as Martha’s lips traced a path down past her navel, through the neatly trimmed bush and seized on the shy clitoris which was peeping...
The following morning Jennifer rang David early, before eight o’clock, and was very despondent. “Martha has forbidden me to see you again,” she said. “And does she rule your life to that extent?” he replied, “Or are you your own person at the age of ... what are you, mid-twenties?” “Twenty-seven. No I don’t think I am willing to let her make every decision. Last night she wasn’t very kind to me.” “Well come here tonight and let me kiss it better, literally, and I’ll show you how to kiss...
Martha was being her usual obnoxious self to David, and even more so to Jennifer and David as a couple whenever she encountered them together. Some six weeks after Jennifer and David had first slept together matters came to a head when Martha tried to order Jennifer to leave the table David was at during coffee after the church service and to sit with her and some of the older ladies of the congregation. “Leave me alone,” Jennifer said, “I want to sit here.” “Well I want you to sit over...
Back at the vicarage Martha was racking her brains as to how she could change Jennifer’s mind. She realised the futility of that when Jennifer came into the room and asked in all sincerity, “Martha, I know we had some lovely sessions together, and you will always be my special friend. We’re getting married on 5th January. Will you be my bridesmaid, please? I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather have.” “What on earth do you think I am?” demanded Martha, “I will no way be a bridesmaid at this...
Time, as it has a habit of doing, moved on inexorably and the appointed day arrived. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this congregation, to join together this man and this woman...” As the Bishop intoned the well known formal words for the solemnization of matrimony from the Book of Common Prayer various of those present had diverse thoughts. David was thinking of his bride’s beautiful arse and wondering, How soon can I order her to let...
“How come Martha is invited to the wedding and the reception?” the bride inquired of her husband, “and what is the real quarrel between you. How did it start?” “It started because I wouldn’t tell her my baptismal name, and expected her to call me Mr. Ransome, as most of the community do. My chief argument with her is that she then tried to make me look mean and foolish in public. She failed, of course, most spectacularly in the most blatant case, the famous episode of the five pence piece....
And so the happy couple left the reception in a smart Rolls-Royce with a chauffeur driving, separated from them by a sound proof screen. “Now will you tell me where we are going?” asked Jennifer. “Let us agree on one thing once and for all,” David replied, “You promised in church to ‘obey’ did you not?” “Yes, but that is just in the form of the service, isn’t it?” “Only if the Bishop was not told specifically to exclude it. Most couples leave it out nowadays.” Jennifer thought for a...
Phoebe accepted John’s invitation to dinner, and it seemed that they progressed well from there. At any rate an engagement followed six months later. David never knew or cared whether she played at being John’s slave, or even achieved any pleasure from sex. At least her work was very satisfactory according to her appraisal. David was relieved that the Harrises had moved to London – he mused that he had had some fun with Gillian but she was in danger of becoming boring, but suddenly she was...
The first week in November he was doing his regular weekly grocery shop in Best’s supermarket when he first noticed her. She had only a small basket, in contrast to the trolley he always used, and in that basket were only small sizes of each item, and only the supermarket’s “Best’s Value” range, which were, of course, the lowest priced, lowest quality of their three ranges, “Best’s Quality”, “Best’s Buy” and “Best’s Value”. Then he spotted that she was hovering by the price reduced shelves...
As it happened, and not quite by chance since they both shopped there quite regularly, they met again in Best’s supermarket as David was perusing the fish counter. Nothing ventured, he thought and said, “Excuse me, but might I ask your advice?” “Mine?” Wendy asked. “Yes. I’m sorry but I’m thinking of making myself a fish pie. I did so enjoy them when my wife made them, and I thought I would try, but I can’t decide which to use, cod or haddock, smoked or fresh, and dyed or plain. Do you...
The following week they met again, apparently by chance. “We really can’t go on meeting like this,” he said, smiling, “People will start talking about us.” She returned his smile and offered, “Well, when they are talking about us, they won’t be talking about anyone else, now will they?” “I know. Let’s make it obvious. Come and have a cup of coffee with me, please,” he asked. “Erm, well, where exactly?” she seemed very doubtful. He decided it was time to see how submissive she was. “Here,...
The next week they met ‘by accident’ as they shopped at about the same time as usual. As it happened she was not averse to meeting him again as he seemed a nice, respectable and respectful person. In her straitened circumstances she never went out and so never met anyone to talk to from one week’s end to the next. Besides that he had paid for last weeks’ groceries, seeming not to notice the cost, and she was becoming desperate for funds. For his part David was definitely interested in...
Wendy was not surprised to run into David when she next went to Best’s supermarket, as she knew it was usually at the same time on a Tuesday morning, when she knew it would be quiet in there. She had thought of changing the day or the time but decided that he was relatively harmless despite his cross-questioning her the last time they met, and she would not be pushed into busier times or days just to avoid him. As usual, he had a trolley full of much more expensive items than her pitiful...
“Now,” he continued, “Your hours are whatever they need to be, and you decide that. Your pay is ten per cent over the government approved Living Wage with a minimum of 20 hours a week payable. That should help a lot, especially as you can get one good meal a day here and I’ll throw in a season ticket from Greenacres to here on the bus. I will provide the necessary protective clothes, like aprons, gloves and so forth.” “That’s very generous. I accept,” said Wendy, “but one good meal a day...
The next step on his plan to seduce her was to buy her personal clothing, rather than the work items she had accepted without any real argument. Taking the spare overall into a respectable women’s clothes shop, one run by a local, not part of a chain, he inquired about simple underwear, knickers, brassières, slips, and so forth to fit a lady the size to wear that overall. This got him some very odd looks, but when he mentioned the budget he wanted to spend there was immediate attention and...
It was after a week of shots of her in the flimsy nightwear, “I really would like to try some life studies,” David said, “Nudes, you know. How do you feel about at least one of the nightdresses without the underwear under it, as a first step towards that?” Wendy felt the inevitability of this progression, but decided that as he had not made the slightest move to touching her, contenting himself with verbal instructions as to where and how to pose, she would go along with it. “Well, won’t...
David surprised Wendy the following Monday by telling her that she could add his study to her cleaning routine, “But don’t touch anything on my desk. That is important.” “Why do you think you need to tell me that I shouldn’t touch your desk?” she replied. I’d better make my dominance felt, he thought so he said, “If you are going to work for me you need to obey without always questioning me. Of course, you are at liberty to leave this job at any time.” Wendy was very worried by this...
One day as they were about to sit down to one of their now frequent dinners, after which he was due to drive her back to her house, he said, “You know, Wendy, I would love to have some wine with my dinner tonight, but I can’t do that and drive you back afterwards. How about if you stay in the guest room for tonight?” “Well, I don’t want to spoil your dinner, so I can order a taxi to take me home.” “That’s silly. If you don’t yet trust me enough to stay here I’ll manage without the...
The furniture was positioned so that it was natural for them to sit side by side on the sofa, and she simply sat where David indicated, next to him. He murmured, “Allow me,” as he put an arm round her shoulders in a comforting manner when she sat next to him. This quickly became a habit, and David didn’t ask permission, any more; he just assumed that she would sit next to him and lean companionably against him. It went on like this for a fortnight or so, until they watched, for want of...
David suggested, “This is silly,” as Wendy was about to go to bed one evening in April after they had spent the evening on the sofa watching television while gently masturbating each other. “What is silly?” she asked. “Pleasuring each other but not sleeping together,” he said, and then hardening his voice to what she knew meant an order rather than a request, “If you get yourself on the pill it would be quite safe.” Her heart leapt at this and she replied, “I went on just after I started...
“What do you think this is?” David demanded, staring at the mess on his plate. “I’m sorry, Master. It was supposed to be a soufflé but it fell as I took it out of the oven.” “You mean you dropped it?” he asked, knowing full well the answer and thinking, Just the chance I’ve wanted. An excuse to spank her. “No. I didn’t drop it. It just collapsed on the plate. I’m sorry,” she apologised, looking a little fearful. “Did you try to make a soufflé before?” “No. I thought it would be a nice...