Eleanors Beach
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Next morning the flat was a hive of activity, as the three girls rushed around getting ready for work. Every time one of them came close to me, she would blush slightly and mumble a quick thank you. George mean while had grabbed his proper clothes and left hastily.
I walked into Eleanor's room just as she was putting on her bra, walked up to her and said "I must be going now babes, are you ok to get to work, or do you need a lift?"
"It's ok, Emma goes right by the shop and she will drop me! Besides I get my car back today" she responded. "Will I see you tonight?" she added.
"Sorry, I am on an all night site tonight! Don't get another night off till Saturday!" I replied.
"May be, we could do something special then!" she said with a gleam in her eye. "You Know, something really special outside, if you follow my drift!" she added.
"I will work something out, you kinky bitch!" I chided as I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Although the week dragged, I had an idea forming in my mind. By Friday morning, all the basics were in place. A quick phone call to Eleanor would settle the few remaining details. "Eleanor, this is Ray! Saturday night will it be just you and me or will the others be joining us?" I asked.
"Apparently George will be out of town, Emma has had a bust up with her bloke, so it will be the three girls and you!" she replied.
"That's not what I asked! Our outing, will it be just you and me or what?" I repeated.
"That's up to our Master!" she giggled. "Just let me hear his Master's Voice, Tell me one way or the other?" she ventured.
"HMV says we could have more fun as a group" I retaliated. This was one of those weird moments when you know you have said the wrong thing.
"HMV" she repeated "Oh yes, from now on you will always be HMV!" she continued. So my nick name stuck.
"See you tomorrow night!" I ended the conversation.
Saturday night at 6.30 pm, I arrived at their flat, carrying a large bottle of wine. I rang the door bell and waited, it seemed ages before anyone answered the door and then it was Emma wrapped in a bath towel.
"OH hi, Ray or should that be HMV?" she said
"I take it Eleanor has told you her new nick name for me then" I smiled.
"OH yes and very apt if I may say so!" she replied. I squeezed past her as she closed the door. In the living room sat Teresa, wearing a low cut full length dress, watching something on the TV.
"Evening!" I offered.
She rose walked over to me and kissed me full on the lips before saying "Evening, HMV!" this was going to be a long night if they keep up this constant reference to my nick name I thought.
"Master will do, when actually in my presence" I chided. "Where is Eleanor?" I asked.
"In her bedroom, I think!" she replied.
I walked into Eleanor's bedroom, just as she was bending over looking in a bottom drawer. Whack! I slapped her arse, she jumped.
"What was that for?" she enquired.
"For telling those two my nick name!" I replied. "I thought we were going out?" I added.
"We are, aren't we, only later?" she replied.
"You know you're going to have to pay for telling them my nick name without my consent?" I warned her.
"OH dear, what will I have to do?" she quizzed.
"I know you three keep a spare front door key across the road at the off licence! So I think a suitable punishment would be to fetch that key!" I offered.
"Oh that's easy!" she stated.
"Just one minute, you will have to fetch that key stark bullock naked!" I finished.
She suddenly looked worried and blushed. "You can't be serious! Old Fred the owner knows me!" she said.
"Oh I am deadly serious, or alternatively you can be spanked, every twenty minutes until I leave to go home!" I offered. "Hard spanks and six at a time!" I informed her.
"What would I tell him?" she asked.
"You locked yourself out and need the key to get back in!" I replied.
"No, No, about being naked?" she enquired.
"That's up to you!" I informed her.
"Oh very well, I suppose I have no real choice!" she finished and began to remove the rest of her clothes. Just then Emma appeared at the bedroom door.
"I was just wondering if HMV would like a coffee?" she said. Eleanor cringed,
"Have I said something wrong and are we still going out as a group later?" Emma asked.
"Yes we are going out together, later only Eleanor has a little job to do, right now!" I responded.
Emma looked at Eleanor and said "Whatever is the matter, you look almost white?"
Sometime during the night, Eleanor had slipped off Robert and had turned out the lamp. She had pulled a single sheet over them and happily wrapped an arm over her new lover and held him close. As he snored softly, she thought how nice it was to have a real man in her bed after all these years. Her mind wandered for a few minutes while she tried to think of what the future might bring. She knew she wanted Robert in that future. She fell back to sleep and didn't awaken until she felt Robert...
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1016, North Bay of Durness, Scotland. Village of Lean, North Coast. Eleanor had been finding it more and more difficult to drift to sleep these past few weeks, the lack of rest leaving her almost completely mentally and physically drained. Indeed, the hour now was just past gloaming, yet with the night breathing with its beautiful sway, at one with the waves below where she lay back on the cool grass gazing up at the starry sky, Eleanor finally relaxed. Only here, lain amongst the dew soaked...
To say that Eleanor was devastated at the death of Robert would be a massive understatement. She simply could not believe that the one great love of her life had been taken from her. They had celebrated almost twelve glorious, loving years together, and she had been looking forward to many more. They had begun organizing their around-the-world trip-of-a-lifetime, and just the planning of that great adventure was exciting for them. They both needed various inoculations for the more...
Eleanor walked slowly toward her apartment. Looking back along the hallway, she smiled a dry, wry smile. She hadn't even entertained the thought that she would flirt with a man, especially not tonight. Yet, Roger was not an ordinary man. He wasn't tall or brutally handsome or even terribly sexy and yet he held a certain fascination for her. He was composed and bright and a good conversationalist. He was trim and well dressed without being a rake or a poseur. She thought back to her first...
‘Kate?’ Ragnar murmured, into the quiet of the evening. ‘Mmmm?’ Kate replied, snuggling deeper into the warmth of Ragnar’s chest, relishing the feel of his hard body so close to hers. She would never grow sick of cuddling this man. ‘Can you turn over for a bit? The baby is kicking me relentlessly.’ Ragnar said apologetically, he didn’t want to disturb her, but he was due up in an hour for taking command of the night rowers, and needed some sleep. And currently his child was kicking through...
Eleanor considered her future as she contemplated her journey through menopause. She alternated between anger and despair that she could not control or at least manage her tomorrows. Would it be an easy passage lasting only a couple of years or would it be a long, protracted process lasting many years? She was conscious of some recent weight gain and she was unhappy with her appearance after all those years of almost automatic satisfaction with her looks. She tried hard not to dwell on it...
All Characters engaging in sexual activity are over 18. ************************* Waking with a start, Eleanor bolted upright from the furs, unable to distinguish her surroundings from her dream. Feeling a gentle hand on her shoulder, she bolted for the tent opening only to feel his arms tighten around her, pulling her back to him. Panicking in the dim morning light, Eleanor swung round, catching her attacker in the eye. Instantly regretting her action when she saw the poor giant lain on his...
Thank you to everyone who has given me helpful suggestions, I know the last chapter was a bit short, this one is a little too, but I hope you will still like it. Thanks again, Sacrificedangel. ************************* Bruni lost the breath from his lungs at her whispered words, his heart taking a plummet to his stomach, before rising back with hope once more when she said she loved him, his heart ached, it beat so feverishly he thought he was going to fall dead to his cot. In his lap sat...
Thank you to all the readers who have left such encouraging feedback! I welcome any feedback, so even if you mark me low, please let me know why. Ta very much, and hope you like this next chapter. ******************** As the sun rose over the tree covered bay, Ragnar descended into the bowels of the long boat to awaken Bruni. Seeing the hammock empty of his friend’s slumbering form, Ragnar entered the private chamber quietly, checking on Kate first. His lush female was completely stretched...
Lying curled in the front of the low boat, Matilda watched the play of the disappearing stars against the sky. ‘Do you truly believe they are all safe Eirik?’ Matilda asked, nay, almost begged with desperation as she watched the still sea reflect the quickly lightening sky. ‘They will be fine. You said Ragnar should not be long, he wont, he will be reliable as always. No doubt he is already there, and Sibbe has been thrown down a hole!’ The smile that roused from his wife’s mouth was...
It was almost ten years since I last saw Eleanor; I met her again quite by chance, literally bumping into her outside a supermarket. Apologizing and helping her pick up her groceries, she suddenly said "It's Ray isn't it?" Looking up and taking my first real good look at the woman I had collided with, I said "yes, oh my god, Eleanor." She smiled and after some polite chat I asked "are you still into the same things as when we last met?" She nodded and added "although I have no master...
The sun began to peek above the thatched roofs of Loch Carnach as Eleanor moved quickly through the village looking for Kate’s thatch. Situated close to the other reach of forest, Kate’s small tigh looked much like her own, outcasted, out of the community. The only difference was that Kate’s brothers had 2 other small tighs meters from her’s, their own little community. As she crossed the small expanse of empty grass, she saw her, carting her wooded bucket to get water for her brothers. ...
Eleanor walked arm in arm with Kate, steering her around the painful brambles, keeping pace far back behind the dark figure of Ragnar. Shock didn’t cover how Eleanor felt, Ragnar knew of her mother, was told stories of her father and mother’s love by his mamma, Bjorn’s younger sister, how her father Bjorn battled the Scot’s best warriors for the right to marry her mother. And how he had died in an ambush, battling off the Scots men who were incensed at his marriage to their Laird’s Daughter....
Pacing did little to ease his anger. Dammit, when would those bastards stop landing on his shores? Stephan broke his angered path and stormed to the window to view his ground, knowing there were at least twenty boats in the bay, his scout had seen them delivering quick word of the Norsemen arrival. His fists balled at the thought of more of them. He would do as he had planned, the two would hang in the morning, and be left as warning to any entering the bay of the consequences of those...
‘Ragnar, we were wondering how long it would take you!’ Nikolai jumped from the rocks smiling before shaking Ragnar’s hand. Lowering his voice, Nikolai tried to keep his anger and apprehension from showing. ‘Where is my brother?’ ‘He is coming soon Nikolai.’ ‘And he brings the female?’ Ragnar glanced quickly at Nikolai, an expression of shock crossing his face before his usual calm returned to him. ‘What do you know of her?’ ‘I know that Bruni told me the contract had to be fulfilled.’...
Sibbe watched as the two remaining hired guards returned from the woods, their footsteps slow and their faces wore a grim mask. She knew they had failed in their task of capturing Anika and Varin. She scrutinized every movement as they passed glances to one another before stopping at the steps as their two satchels landed at their feet with a resounding crack against the stone work. ‘There is your food for the day and night. You are being paid a vast fortune for your work and I expect to get...
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‘Shhhhh will you Cal! You want the bastards to hear us?’ Domhnall whispered. ‘You’re sure you saw her come here?’ ‘Yes, I saw here arrive with the gypsy whore’ Cal replied. ‘Remember Cal, Eleanor’s mine, you kill anyone who tries to come after us, stay in the woods.’ Domhnall spoke, the venom barely concealed. Eleanor was going to pay for not being in the village last night, his Da might have been saved if the barbarians had been given the bitch. Well, he was going to have his fun with her...
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