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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‘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...
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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....
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‘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.’...
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