The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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Karen had used Internet dating sites for a while; she'd been encouraged to try by her daughter who firmly believed there was life out there for a forty something, divorced and none to confident woman. The trouble was really Karen didn’t have as much faith in the whole thing as the younger more computer literate generation, but her daughter had nagged and nagged her to keep trying, "prince charming must be out there somewhere mum?" she'd said as she got ready to go out, Karen just looked at her blankly and thought more of the toad she's given children and the best years of her life to, who'd been only too willing to trade her in for a younger model when the mood took him.
But she had to admit she was fed up with never having anyone around to share things with anymore, kids all but grown had lives of their own, and she didn’t feel quite ready for knitting and rocking chair just yet, so she forced a smile, and said "I’ll have a look and see if there's any nice profiles on there, ok?" her daughter looked happier, "you will find someone nice mum" she said "i know you will" and with that was gone with her friends on a nice giggly girly night, the details of which would be giggled over late into the night.
She sat at the computer and searched through profiles, was always the same, too old, too young, to far away, too married, oh they got her wound up, the I want a quickie in the lunch hour bunch, had they no morals these people? Obviously not she thought, putting more details into the search bar, looking for a match locally if possible, and preferably someone who wasn’t already keeping a wife! Usually nothing of any interest appeared but tonight it did, a gentleman, widowed, a little older than her but Karen didn’t mind that, the profile was simple but to the point, so she decided to send a message, just a simple hello, and an offer of a chat if he happened to be online. Well she thought will come back to that later and check inbox, just in case, she wasn’t really expecting much of a reply, or in any great hurry, but tonight she got a shock, the in box flashed with a message within a few seconds, said gentleman, wanting to know more about her, he hadn’t really divulged much about himself that wasn’t already on profile, but Karen didn’t really notice the lack of information, she noted how polite the message was, and how interested he seemed to be in her as a person. she made a coffee and thought of her reply, equally as polite, and he was always quick with the next response, she thought he seemed gentle, caring, not the usual kind of bloke that came on these sites, and as the messages went back and forth she felt herself becoming more curious about him, yet never really asked anything about him just answered his questions with her usual honesty, and read his replies.
His name was Ben, that much she had deduced, and he lived only a short distance away and knew her home town well, as had spent some time working and living in the area in his younger years, he'd suggested swapping mobile numbers which Karen felt comfortable with and sent him hers, then as quick as he'd appeared he disappeared offline, oh well she thought nice while it lasted, as she switched computer off and settled in front of the TV.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" the message flashed?on her phone with a dreadful ring tone that made her jump! Karen smiled at the message,?thinking to herself he's keener than I thought for someone who'd just gone offline mid conversation, not liking to point this out and appear rude, she explained she had day to herself as was her day off from work, so really nothing was about the top and bottom of it.
"fancy meeting for a drink or a coffee somewhere?" was the next message, she tried to frown and think of her?safety, but he?Didn’t make her feel unsafe, just more curious, so she replied that it would be nice and thanked him for the invite,
he was a gentleman she decided?since he'd left choice of venue to her, allowing her to pick her local, easy enough for an escape if it were needed.
the following morning?Karen was up early, she Didn’t need to be ready to leave until about mid day, but for some reason she felt like she ought to make an impression, why? she Didn’t really have the answer to that, she just thought she should so instead of her usual trousers and top, she picked a skirt and nice blouse, good boots with heels rather than flat, put on some make up and was reasonably happy when she left the house.
"i've got the drinks in" another message flashed up as she walked along the road, and I’m sitting just inside the door as you come in, she was grateful for this last bit of info, as she'd not even thought to ask what he looked like, although he'd got a full description of her.
as she walked in the pub she glanced at the table as a quite tall, well built man with greying hair and the biggest grin got up to greet her,
"you must be Karen" he said, as he looked her up and down with some obvious liking, "yes that'll be me" she replied thinking what a lovely cheeky smile he had.
"sit down" he said, and without thought she sat automatically, he smiled even more at this as he handed her the drink he'd already ordered,
they sat and chatted and laughed for a while, swapping life history's and how they came to be on an internet dating site, while they finished their drinks, noticing two? empty glasses on the table, Ben motioned to her, "I’m sure you'd like to get me another drink?" he said, passing her some money, and while you're there you may have another, he said it with a twinkle in his eye, that grin re appearing, and Karen just took as a bit of a joke, and went to the bar to order the drinks, thinking what a nice bloke he was.
When she returned, she offered his glass to him first, for some reason she could not fathom, he just said simply "good girl" and smiled.
She was about to sit herself back down, when he motioned her towards him again, " i think you need to use the ladies" he said matter of factly, Karen looked at him, her facial expression on its own must have said do I? As he took her arm and pulled her gently toward him to whisper in her ear, "yes you do" he said, "sluts do not wear knickers, and sir has noticed a knicker line, so sir is suggesting that slut goes to the ladies and removes them, rolls them up in her hand, and brings them back and presents them to sir, do you understand?"
Karen nodded, dazed by what had just happened, and what had been said, first instinct was to run, to hide, but as she looked at him, in amazement, there it was again that smile, as if he'd just asked her to pass the salt or something equally as ordinary.
"So if you understand the order, then why are you still here?" he asked, Karen had no real answer to this and put her head down, and headed for the ladies loo, once in there safe, she took a second to think, why was this man, still a stranger asking such things? why had he called her a slut? But more importantly why was the thought of wearing no knickers in a busy lunchtime pub, making her wet, and excited? She had no answer to these questions, but needed to find the answers, so with a sense of nervousness, she took off the knickers rolled them tightly in her hand, and went back to the table.
?She stood by the side of the table feeling slightly silly, and a lot more exposed, as Ben put out his hand for her to hand over her knickers, her head slightly bowed as not to catch the eye of any other customer in the pub who might have looked on at the fact she was giving her knickers to?a total stranger,?"does that feel better?" he asked, quickly shoving the offending underwear in his pocket, "I shall inspect those presently" he said still with a matter of fact tone. Still Karen stood bewildered, "I asked if that felt better?" her mouth and her head?answered differently her mouth just muttered "yes" while her head was still screaming run now, before it's too late! Yet she couldn’t run, she couldn’t even find the power of proper speech. "Yes what?" was the next question, which he was only to happy to answer for her,?"it's yes sir", he said with a grin,?"and this is to be followed by thank you sir, do you understand that?" Karen hesitated, just for a second, having got the urge to tell this man exactly where to go, but his eyes on her, his manner, and his smile as he sat there looking for a response, left her with only one reply,? yes sir, thank you sir" she replied meekly. "That’s better" he said cheerily,?"now sit and finish your drink, it may be a while before you?are permitted another" she answered, sat down, now feeling under strutiny, as he seemed to be less chatty, and more studious, looking over her, mentally inspecting her body. Finishing his drink he stood up, " we need to make some arrangements" he said, "it's too busy in here to talk properly, so shall we go sit in the car?" Karen got up and answered that it would be better than trying to talk in the pub, and followed him to his car, with just a little more than apprehension, but even so she could not bring herself to walk away, and to be fair she'd had plenty of opportunity.
Once settled in the quiet, Ben broke the silence and Karen's thoughts, "any questions so far?" he asked with the air of a school master, she thought plenty, but only one would come out of her mouth,? why did you call me slut?" she asked.
His reply was sharp, "why did I call you slut? What????" as he spoke his hand came down very sharply across her thigh, stinging and making her jump, Karen repeated the question, adding sir this time, "better" he said moving his hand from her thigh, "you are a slut, that is why i called you one" and he added "what is more you will be my slut, you will give yourself freely in body and mind, you are mine and that is quite final, had you wanted to leave and not give yourself, you would have gone from the pub still with your knickers on, not come?back and handed me this poor excuse for underwear!" ?
?he continued as she listened, she would he told her, always address him as sir, she had seen the last of her knickers,?he stressed the point that he had worked out very quickly that she was totally submissive and that she herself had demonstrated this fact quite nicely knowingly or otherwise, if she pleased he said she would be well rewarded, if she failed what he asked she would be punished, and the slap to the thigh was only just a taste of what was to come.
Karen nodded, feeling bemused by the fact she was getting more sexually excited than she'd felt in a long time, as she listened she felt the urge to open her legs, still she had no idea why.
The answer to that came quick quickly, "basic instructions slut" Ben said, you will sit with your legs apart, and skirt up over your thighs,"
"i want my property on view, I want to see juices flowing from my cunt at all times"
"your cunt sir?" she questioned meekly, "yes my cunt slut" he answered sharply, " you have given yourself to me, i know it and beneath the surface you know it, don't you slut?"
"Yes sir, thank you sir" she answered him quickly, before he had the chance to give her another sharp slap,
"so?" the next question came quickly, he was not a man of patience, "why is that skirt still down, and my cunt not on view?"
This time Karen Didn’t answer, she bowed her head and lifted the offending skirt well up over her thighs, opening her legs, and feeling a rush of air between them, the cool of the air just adding to the fact this whole thing was doing more than just turn her on, Ben looked down and then looked back at her with an air of disgust, she wanted to ask what was wrong but dare not, although she had an idea she was about to find out.
She was right, grabbing hold of a handful of hair he yanked her head down so she could see the cunt he'd just declared his quite clearly,?"what?" he growled "is my cunt doing covered with hair?" "This will be shaved?the minute you get home and you will send me a picture from your mobile the minute it's fit to be seen, do you hear me?"
"yes sir" she tried to nod but his hand still had a firm grip of her hair, "good, my cunt will always be shaven and open for my pleasure"
again?Karen tried to nod, but this time as she did so, he pulled her?back against him, still with hair in hand he pulled her head round to face him, and made her look him straight in the eye, "get that blouse open slut" he hissed in her face, "sir wants to see if his tits are better kept than his cunt" she opened her blouse tentatively looking across the car park to make sure she couldn’t be seen, he caught her looking, "don't be shy slut" he said with a slight smile,? onlookers in a car park will be the least of your worries"?blouse opened, he took one look at the bra and declared it to be burnt,?"tits out!" he snapped, as she cautiously pulled the?2nd?offending garment out of the way, "mmmmmm, now these are better" he said gently cupping her ample tits in his hands, and giving them a squeeze, "thank you sir" she was relieved he found them appealing, her nipples were hardened by the fact she was so horny already, but that fact seemed to please him. She found herself relaxing enjoying?the sudden gentleness of his touch, as he slipped his arm around her to take one tit in each hand, working his way gently from the fullness of the breast to take each nipple between thumb and forefinger,?"sir thinks slut?is enjoying sir's?touch now" he whispered in her ear, "yes sir, thank you sir" she whispered back now totally relaxed. "Good girl" he said gently, leaving her to believe he had done his worst, and she had pleased him, "these will become two of sir's greatest assets," he seemed to drift slightly as if?planning something in his mind.
"Assets sir? How do you mean?" Karen's mind was now whirling round with questions, this broke his chain of thought,?and as quick as it started the gentleness was replaced by a painful twist and pull movement of her hard, excited nipples, she rose slightly to alleviate the pain, tears rising and stinging in her eyes,?as her continued to pull,?not just hard but viciously! "You do?NOT question slut" his tone was sharp again, "you follow instruction, sir thought he had made that perfectly clear!!!!!" she tried to answer but the pain was excruciating as all the while he spoke his grip tightened, and she could barely even bring herself to nod, she?? turned herself,?kneeling on the seat to bring herself level with his grip to try and lessen the pain,?but the grip just got all the tighter,? there’s no escape slut"?he said in a lower but equally menacing tone, "you are mine, and no matter what you will remain so, it is what you want, and i will now prove the point"
Karen wanted to ask how but before she even dared think of a way to ask without offence, he'd?let go of the nipples, and replaced his harsh grip between her legs, inserting two fingers in her roughly,?she?tried to fuck?herself on his fingers, and as he pulled his hand away, he laughed, "point proven" he said, "soaking wet, horny little slut wants to fuck herself on whatever sir gives her"
"yes sir," Karen was embarrassed she'd suddenly become so transparent, and Didn’t want to admit Ben was right, but he had just proven the point, very effectively.
"Well slut,?you do nothing anymore for your pleasure, only for mine, is that clear?"
"Yes sir, thank you sir" she muttered, feeling frustrated,?slightly humiliated?and cross with him for removing his hand all at once.
"We are done here for today" he declared,?"you are no more use now until properly presented, so sir suggests you straighten yourself and go home and prepare for what is to come, you will receive orders once my cunt is properly shaved, and i have received that picture"
Karen bowed her head and nodded as she re arranged her clothing and got out of the car. Ben smiled at her bemusement of the last couple?of hours, shut the door behind her and was gone as quickly as he'd arrived.
She stood there a second trying to work out just how she'd ended up in this situation, she had no answers, yet neither did she want any, she just?needed to get home, and follow his instruction, she had no idea why, no rhyme nor reason, it just had to be done, and as she walked along the street she knew her old life with all it's chaos, was beginning to end.?
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