0 comments/ 61997 views/ 10 favorites Always The Good Girl By: elusive_buttrfly Charity was a sweet, and vibrant young lady. She was always eager to please. It started when she was young. Pleasing her parents by getting good grades, going to church every Sunday, singing in the choir, graduating with honors, and continuing her success in college. She was so tired of always doing the right thing and being monitored constantly by her worrisome parents. So when the opportunity arose to move closer to the big city to teach middle school, Charity didn't hesitate to take the job. At last freedom was in her reach. Things were going great at first, then the stress of teaching adolescents began to weigh on Charity's mind. The job wasn't really as easy as she had expected, and since she'd lived at home until she was 25, she wasn't really used to all of the bills she had incurred. She began to work nights as a waitress just to make ends meet, but it was really taking a toll on her. In her spare moments, she'd sit at the computer and search adult websites; her only release and escape from reality. She was intrigued by some of the bondage pictures and would masturbate for hours looking at them and talking with sexy, confident men via her chat client. One evening she turned on her computer to find a message waiting for her. Luscious_Captor: Hello, my pet. Sweet_Charity: Hello. Luscious_Captor: I've noticed your posts on the site. I see you're interested in bondage, role play, and control. Would you mind meeting me to discuss your interests? We're in the same city. I wouldn't mind teaching you to give in to your desires. Charity panicked. Had she included her city in her profile? What would she say? "Just tell the truth Charity," she said to herself. Sweet_Charity: I'm sorry but I'm a very busy girl. I waitress nights just to make ends meet. I'm afraid I have no time for play. Luscious_Captor: Financial trouble, eh? How about we make a deal? You meet my assistant at Le Petite Boulangerie, and he'll discuss the details of the proposition with you. Are you familiar with the restaurant? Sweet_Charity: The fancy French one on Chagrin Street? Luscious_Captor: That's the one, my sweet smart girl. Now meet him there tomorrow around...well what time would be good for you? Sweet_Charity: Umm.. Around 6 pm? But I'll only have a few minutes after school to get to the restaurant and then to the diner to start my shift. Luscious_Captor: School? You are 25 aren't you? Sweet_Charity: Yes, I teach school. Luscious_Captor: Ahh, I see. My assistant will be wearing a blue polka dot tie and tailored suit. I hope you'll meet him there, but if you change your mind I completely understand. I have to run! Bye! Sweet_Charity: Good bye! Charity closed the chat window and stared blankly at the screen. What had she just done? Had she actually agreed to meet some strange man? "Ok get a grip Charity. It's a public place and you're in control. Nothing is going to happen." She said this aloud, hoping that her own voice would reassure her. That night her sleep was filled with dreams of wanton lust and desire. They were so intense at times, her hold body would quiver and shake. She'd wake up to find herself alone and in her own bed. Now the clock read 5:30 and it was time to get up and make her way to the shower. She yawned, scooted her feet on the cool linoleum, undressed and stood in the steady stream of warm water. Still crazed with desires of her dreams, her body responded to every touch as she washed her young, curvy body. Running her hands over each swell of her breast, she remembered her first time with the preacher's son in the basement of the church. They were both young and played often together. Trusting each other not to tell of their secret encounters. He was so sweet and gentle each time. Maybe that's why it had grown to be so old with him? But for now the image of his cock brushing against her inner thigh and entering her was enough to send her over the edge and her body quaked in pleasure as her fingers disappeared into her tight, wet pussy. Realizing that time was not on her side she quickly washed her hair, turned off the shower, and toweled off. She stood before her closet choosing her best outfit to wear in anticipation of today's meeting. If she did meet this man, she wanted to make a good impression even if she didn't take him up on his boss's offer. The bus seemed to fly that morning. In no time Charity was in her classroom and starting her day. She tried focusing on each lesson, but what lay ahead kept entering her mind. The day passed quickly though and in no time the last bell rang. She gathered up her things, looked into her handheld mirror she kept in her purse and applied a fresh coat of pink lipstick. After being stopped by a few colleagues, and conferencing with a few parents about their children's progress, she was finally free to go. She arrived at six sharp in front of the restaurant and shifted her eyes taking a look around. She finally spotted a very handsome and tall man waiting by the front door. "Hi, I'm Charity. I think you're waiting for me?" "Why, yes ma'am I am. Would you like to take a seat out on the patio, so we can discuss my boss's offer?" "Sure.", she said quietly. "You seem a bit uneasy, and shy; not like most of the women my boss entertains." "Oh?" Her blue eyes seemed to stare right through him and he cleared his throat. "Well, um I'll get right to the point. My boss would like to offer you compensation for this arrangement, since you will be missing your shift at the diner." "Excuse me? What do you mean I'll be missing my shift?" "Well this is an important matter and my boss would like you to consider his offer at great length. In fact it's my job to convince you that this is the best offer for your predicament." "And just what is this offer?", Charity stared at his handsome face and couldn't help her curiosity. "Well first here is your check for tonight. If it's not enough, I'll let my boss know." Charity open the check and blinked her eyes. She didn't believe what she was seeing. "One thousand dollars? Are you kidding me!" She yelled loud enough that the whole patio went quiet. "I'm sorry, Charity is that not enough?" She quieted her voice. "Sure it's fine, but I can't take this." "And why not? My boss would like to take care of you. He'll see to your needs both financially and sexually." "Is this legal?" "Just as legal as a man taking care of his wife. The difference being of course that you and my boss won't be married. You will live at my boss's home and have the freedom of coming and going as much as you want during the week, but on the weekends you become his." Charity shifted in her seat. She felt warm wetness beginning to form between her thighs. The thought of a man fulfilling her every need and desire excited her. How could she say no? "You'll have an expense account from which you will be expected to buy some miscellaneous items from time to time, but the rest will be yours to keep. As for the length of the stay, I'm sure my boss would love for you to stay indefinitely. However, should things become rocky, you'll only be asked to stay until a replacement can be found. Does this sound good for you?" "Actually, ummm yes." Her face flushed and she looked down. "Okay, I've been instructed to have you quit your second job in front of me, so I know you won't back out. Also, you are to move in this weekend. I think it would be wise for you to pack up tonight, seeing that tomorrow is Friday. I'll send for your things and there will be a car to pick you up tomorrow around 6. You may want to call in sick tomorrow to complete your packing. But I'm jumping the gun here." The man handed Charity his cell phone. "Now let's see how badly you want to fulfill this fantasy" Charity nervously dialed the diner and told her boss she wouldn't be coming in tonight or any other night. It felt good to be free from that tiresome job. Now she would have more time to devote to her students and herself. She smiled at the man and handed back his phone. "Good girl. Now just jot down your address for me here." Charity did as she was told. "Sorry, I do have to be going. I'm Max by the way. Enjoy your evening and I hope to see you tomorrow!" Charity gathered herself together and hurried home. When she got to her apartment she saw the overdue rent notice on the door and quickly tore it off and threw it away. She would no longer need to worry about such things. The night seemed to fly by and at midnight she looked around satisfied by a nights work. She crashed on her bed and slept peacefully. She was awakened by the toot of a horn the next day and peered at her clock. Four? Did she read that correctly? Had she slept most of Friday away? She opened her blinds to find the afternoon sun streaming through. Luckily, being the good girl she was, she had already called off from work. She chuckled to herself. If only they knew what she was doing. Wouldn't they all be so surprised! A buzz from the doorbell disturbed her thoughts and she walked quickly to the door to answer. "Hey lady. We're here to get your things. Max sent us." "Oh right. Well everything in boxes goes." "You heard the lady boys. Let's get a move on." Charity watched as every box was taken out of her apartment and placed in a big moving van. The only thing left to do was to settle up on her rent and give her landlord the keys. She quickly cleaned herself up, changed, and took care of the last of her errands. She finished right on time, as Max appeared in front of her apartment. "Hey there girly! Thought you might be a little nervous about riding in the car with just a driver, so I came along." He handed her a bouquet of fresh cut tulips. Charity smelled them and smiled. "Aww, how sweet of you." Charity and Max climbed into the long black limo and began their journey to Charity's new home. "So are you excited, Charity?" "Um, yes and a little nervous too." "Well that's to be expected, but once you settle in things will be fine." The limo pulled up to the biggest mansion that Charity had ever seen. It didn't take her long to jump out of the car and begin to explore. She was like a kid in a candy store. Every room was full of beautiful and expensive things. She couldn't believe this is where she would live! "Everything is so beautiful, Max" She smiled as she looked around. She wanted to take it all in before it all disappeared and she woke up. "Well it's your home now lady. Now let's go upstairs and get you settled into your room." Max led Charity up the spiral staircase and into one of the many master suites. Her eyes glowed in wonder and Max could tell she was thoroughly enjoying herself. "The maid has put all of your clothes away and the rest of your things are in the closet. You can do whatever you wish to the room. My boss has bought you a few extra outfits as well. He said that he'd never seen a woman having as few clothes and shoes as you did." "Well I've learned to be thrifty." She then giggled as she opened the large walk in closet and inspected her new things. There was hardly any room left. "Your boss calls this a few?" "He's a very generous man, Charity and is hoping that you will be just as generous." After the last comment she blushed and Max could sense her uneasiness. "Well hon, I'll leave you to explore your new home. The boss has me busy all weekend. See you on Monday!" "Good bye, Max and thank you." She smiled as he exited her doorway. Charity squealed and flung herself onto the bed. If she pinched herself would she awake? She wouldn't dare at this point. She was too lost in wonder of it all. Just then there was a knock on the door. "Yes?" ,Charity answered. "Would the lady like an early dinner? I'm afraid the Mister will not be in until later tonight. I'm Zelda the maid. My services are only offered to you Monday through Friday until 7pm. The Mister instructs that I be gone before he arrives since he adores his privacy. So what about dinner?" "Oh yes dinner would be great. Thank you , Zelda." In all the excitement Charity hadn't even thought about eating. "Would the lady like it brought to her room?" "Yes, that would be fine, Zelda." Charity wanted to get settled in and well rested for the "mister" when he arrived. Her mind wandered and she didn't even notice when Zelda entered her room with her dinner. Charity finished her dinner and quietly walked downstairs to return the tray to the kitchen. The mansion was dark and so quiet. The big clock in the foyer chimed 8 as she walked past, so Zelda was long gone by now. Charity struggled to find the light switch upon entering the kitchen and finally just gave up. Whatever light coming through the window was enough for her to find the sink. Suddenly there was a creak of a door being opened. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Charity's eyes quickly shifted all around the kitchen trying to find the noise. She began to back her way out when she ran directly into something. Just what she didn't know, but as she tried to turn around she felt large hands suddenly grab her. She struggled and tried to scream, but a hand stifled them. "Shhhhh my pet. It's me your owner." Charity still unsure of him struggled even more. "Your struggling only makes this more pleasurable for me." The man quickly tied her hands behind her back, blindfolded her and gagged her to stop her cries. He picked her up as she continue to kick and writhe beneath his touch. He held her tightly and continued whispering in her ear. "That's my girl. Fight me all you want. You know you can't resist." Charity was frightened and excited at the same time. Her body was reacting to every touch as she felt her "owner" throw her onto the bed and run his hands up and down her clothing. "Mmmmmmm, your nipples harden under my touch, kitten. I know you want me now." Charity continued to struggle as he slowly took off the blindfold. When she looked up she saw a masked man dressed in a tight black outfit. The way he dressed defined each muscle and definitely couldn't hide his bulging member. His laugh was deep as he continued. He roughly ripped off every piece of clothing leaving her only in her bra and panties. "Such a delicate flower." he cooed as he roughly twisted and pinched her hardening nipples. "You need to be taught, teased, and punished." The wetness in her panties was growing and she could feel it seeping down her thighs. Of course it was at that moment that he noticed. It was if he was reading her mind and he chuckled as he tore off her underwear and ran the crotch of them up and into her wet slit. "Good girl . Now let's see what those nice tits look like." In one quick movement the bra was pulled off and her full breasts were exposed. "Mmmmm aren't they sweet." He then bent over and began suckling each one roughly. Then biting down and tugging each of them with his teeth. She shut her eyes wondering what was going to happen next. It was then the she heard the sound of his zipper and felt his hard cock pushing between her thighs. She immediately parted them, allowing him access. He teased her by tapping the head on her clit and bobbing it in and out of her tight, wet, pussy hole. She heard her own whimpers and couldn't believe she was losing control. "That's it my pet. Don't hold back." He then began spanking her breasts. With each whack she grew more and more excited and her nipples once again hardened. A pool of her pussy juicy was now between her thighs as began to finger her and coax her to orgasm. It was then that he spread his seed all over her nice full breasts, and she spasmed as her body felt the white, hot load. He jerked her legs open suddenly and then tied them to each of the bed posts. She lay there fully exposed and covered in his semen. "Now my pet. I leave you. Do not try to scream, as no one will hear you. You must learn patience. This is one of the many lessons you will learn in my keep." Charity's owner removed the gag and quietly left the room. She felt sticky and hot. Half of the feeling was from her owner's cum, the other half was from perspiration. Her body felt so alive. It looks like she'd enjoy this little arrangement after all she said to herself as a smile formed on her lips. Always The Good Girl Ch. 02 Charity was awakened by a soft tickle under her nose. She realized as she tried to stretch that she was still bound and the night before hadn't been just a dream. She fluttered her eyes open to see the masked man that had taken her body so wickedly good the night before standing in front of her. He was now running the feather up and down her thigh. Her breasts felt taught as she remembered how he had blown his huge white load all over her full breasts. Again he read her mind. "Good morning, kitten. I trust that you slept well. Are you ready to get cleaned up? Ready for another day's session?" "Yes, sir," she said quietly. "Good let's get those hands and feet untied and get you into the tub. Now as you know, you must follow my every direction. Is that clear, my good girl?" "Yes, sir." He unbound her hands and feet and carried her into the bathroom to place her into the large tub filled with warm frothy water. Charity breathed in the scent of lavender as her hands made circles in the bubbles. "Your pretty blue eyes must remain forward at all times. You are not to look at your Master. Is that clear?" Charity nodded. She then felt his large body slide in behind her in the tub. He rested her back and head on his chest as his hand dunked the sponge in the water and began to soap up her large breasts. Tiny bubbles formed around each nipple, and Charity sighed and cooed under his touch. His breath was now in her ear as he whispered, "Get on all fours now facing away." He then slipped a chord around her wrists and tied her to the bathtub's spigot . "You must stay balanced my sweet. If you slip, you will be punished." He positioned her body so he had easy access to her pussy and ass. He bathed her first and then began his exploration with his fingers. First he rolled her clit around and then penetrating her slowly with his fingers. She was giving in to his touch and losing control. She felt her knees slipping, but could not control them. Suddenly she felt her bottom being warmed by her Master's spankings. "Regain control now," he smirked. Charity slid in the tub and tried to adjust herself accordingly. "Good girl." His fingering were more deep now and she could feel how wet her pussy was getting. He gathered up her juices on his finger tips and began to slowly tease her tight asshole making it pucker. Her body was losing control again and she slowly sank into the tub as the first orgasm came. "You clearly do not understand what to do." He roughly untied her hands pushed her against the side of the tub and entered her roughly. Her body was being banged into the side of the tub, but Charity was too busy concentrating on the sensation of her Master's cock pounding into her cunt to care. He then gave an almost animalistic grunt as he pulled out and shot his cum on her ass as it ran down onto her pussy lips. Charity quivered and her knees buckled under her. "Now clean yourself up, my little cum slut and don't leave until you've washed that pussy well. You are to eat breakfast in the bedroom and wait for my return." She heard the door slam as she tried to steady herself in the tub. She was breathing so heavy now, but she did what he had ordered. She took the time needed to clean herself up, then toweled herself off and walked naked into the bedroom. She feasted on fresh fruit, and delicious cinnamon French toast. As she drank her milk, she wondered about how the breakfast had been prepared. Surely Master wouldn't, or would he? It pleased her to know that he had taken the time to prepare breakfast for her, if he had in fact. She picked up the note next to her glass. It read, "So sorry little one, business calls. Max will be there shortly. Enjoy the rest of your day with him. Kisses, Master." Charity quickly dressed, then turned on the TV in her room and flipped impatiently through the channels. Oddly enough she missed being with her "new friend" and she wasn't sure that Max was going to be the company she desperately desired. Just then Max appeared at her door. He was looking as handsome as ever, dressed down in khaki shorts and a white polo shirt. His hair appeared wet. "Hey there. Sorry about the way I look, Charity, but the boss called me in mid-shower. I rushed over here as quickly as I could. He's asked me to entertain you for the day." "Oh Max," she replied quietly, "You really don't have to stay with me. I understand if you have things to do." "Orders are orders, Charity and I'm here to spend the day with you. So what do you say to a movie and then possibly some dinner after?" Charity politely smiled and nodded. They spent the afternoon watching a romantic comedy and then getting Chinese take-out to bring back to the mansion. Max was quite the charmer and she felt so comfortable with him that Charity opened up and discussed her family and her small town life. Max told her that his life had been very similar and that it took a lot of strength for her to move and become her own person. The hours flew by and before they knew it they had talked into the night. Max told her goodnight at the door and Charity slinked back to her bedroom for a good night's sleep. As she slipped into the covers all she could think about was her new friendship with Max, and how much she couldn't wait for the long week to end and her weekend with Master to begin. Always The Good Girl Ch. 03 Charity sat daydreaming at her desk. The clock read 3:00 pm and soon the last bell would ring and she could begin to prepare for the weekend ahead. Max had been keeping her company in the evenings, while the Mister had been away on business. They had enjoyed evenings out with a few of Max's friends from work and a special bond between them was growing. In fact it was a bond that Charity was beginning to question. Were her feelings becoming too great for Max, knowing of course that she was to be committed to her Master? Surely it was too soon to tell. The bell rang just then and the students all wished her a good weekend before they headed out the door. She smiled pleasantly at each one and told them good bye. She then gathered up what forms and documents she had to take to the office and made a brief stop at her mailbox to check for any messages or mail. As she flipped through the envelopes she saw a message from Max. The secretary had written that she was to check her text messages on her cell phone, and then call Max. Charity hurried back to her room and checked her cell. She kept it silent during the day as to not to disturb her students or her teaching. Sure enough there were several messages from Max. Max: Good morning, gorgeous. I hope you have a wonderful day. Max: I hope I'm not being too bold here, but I just can't stop thinking about you. Max: Charity when we talk, I feel like I've known you all my life. Max: Call me. She read the messages over and over just to make sure she'd read them right. Max was thinking about her. He couldn't get his mind off of her. How was she going to tell her Master? She struggled with all of these emotions inside her head. Her heart pounded rapidly in her chest as she began to dial Max's number. "Hello?" Max said softly into the phone. She knew he had caller ID, so he must know it was her. "Max. It's me, Charity." "Well hello cutie. I was just thinking about you. How was your day?" "Not bad. Umm I think we should talk about the text messages though." "I'd love to. Tell you what I'll meet you right out front of your school in say five minutes?" "You're out front already aren't you?" "Uh huh. I'll be waiting." Max clicked the cell phone shut and the line went silent. Charity turned off her phone and quickly gathered up her belongings. She waved to a co-worker on her way out the door and noticed Max perched upon the hood of a red sports car. "Hey there." , he said with the sexiest smile Charity had ever seen. "Hi, we need to talk." "Wait before you say anything. It wasn't my intention to fall for you. It was that smart, sassy, intellectual side of you that drew me in. I'm totally innocent." He then chuckled and grabbed her hand. Charity hesitated and withdrew her hand from his. "I'm not sure what to say, Max. I'm extremely flattered, but you know I have obligations to your boss. What were you planning on telling him? " "Well I hadn't really thought about that actually. But, let me get this straight, I tell you I've fallen for you, and you say your flattered? Is that all you feel right now, Charity. Flattered?" Charity's mind was racing, searching for the right words. Could she tell him she was falling for him too? What would that cost Max? "Max, what if you get fired for this?" "Charity my boss is very open. I don't think he's going to have a problem with this." "How can you say that Max? He basically sent you to do the dirty work of finding me and bringing me to him. Do you think he's just going to let me go?" "You're right he's not. I guess I was wrong in being honest with you, I'm sorry. Anyway, you are to drive this car to the country. There's a detailed map inside. Your owner has instructions as to where you are to park." Max looked down, cleared his throat, and then tossed her the keys. She caught the keys and watched Max walk away. She could tell that she'd hurt him badly, but she couldn't tell him how she really felt. There was so much at stake here; Max's job, her new life, she had committed herself to this lifestyle. But would there be a way out? She shook her head and got into the car. She found the directions to the country lying on the seat. She looked them over carefully and saw that where she was heading to, there was no actual residency. It was basically just woods. Possibly a campsite? What was her Master thinking? Just then a droplet of water hit the windshield. "Oh great, rain!" She started the car up, put it in park and began her journey. By the time she hit the countryside it was dusk, yet the rain hadn't stopped. In fact it was now pouring. She found the side road where she needed to turn off and drove slowly down the now muddy gravel road. She parked as instructed by the huge pine tree next to the picnic tables. She was right, it was a campsite. She turned off the car and waited. There seemed to be no sign of anyone, but then again the Master did have a way of sneaking up on her. She laughed to herself. Thinking about the delicious way he had taken her the first time. Just then there was a rap on her window and she turned with a start. There at her door was her owner, again masked and clad in a dark suit. "Good evening, petal." His voice was so soft she could hardly hear him. "Good evening, Master." "How was your trip? Did you find the place ok?" "Yes just fine thank you." He then helped her out of the car. The rain beat down upon her. Her white top clinging to her form. She watched his gaze go to her breasts and she smiled knowing how much this pleased him. Her nipples peeked through the material with ease and his hands wandered down to her chest squeezing each globe firmly. He quickly snatched her hands and threw her back on the hood of the car. She heard the clang of something metal and realized her hands were being handcuffed to the car. His need for her was unlike any other time before. He ripped off her shirt and pants first, and then tore loose her panties and bra. His mouth enveloped her tongue for a while as his hands worked their way slowly down her body. He started with slow, soft, gentle touches that made her body shiver and soft coos escape her lips. He then began to brush his fingertips along each nipple arousing them into hard pebbles. The pleasure he was giving her was amazing, and Charity slid back and forth over the car hood trying to find his bulging member with her now soaking wet cunt. Her hips began to buck up and he chuckled in her ear as he bit gently on her earlobe. "None of that now. You must wait. I want you to tell me about Max." Charity's whole body was frozen. She couldn't think. "Max? What about him?" Her master rose up from the hood and looked down upon her as he brushed her cheek. His voice still seemed muffled as he spoke to her," Tell me about Max. Don't be coy." "Max and I are becoming good friends." "Really?" his hand began to make small circles just above her mound. She began to squirm. "Yes, he's probably one of the nicest men I've ever met." His hand delve in between her legs now, tickling her outer pussy lips. "Tell me more." "We've just confided in one another and he's kept me company while you've been away, Master. Please don't be angry. I don't want to get Max into trouble." A small tear ran down her cheek. She was hoping he wouldn't notice. "So Max is just a friend, pet?" His hand sat motionless on her mound and she couldn't believe she was being put through this kind of torture. Her emotions were running wild. "Why, what has Max told you?" His finger then slipped in between her slit and she gasped. "Max tells me he loves you. Do you not return his love?" "Master, how can you ask me these questions, when I've committed myself to you?" He removed his hand completely and turned away. Charity felt horrible. The pain in her chest was so great. Every part of her being ached. She had possibly lost Max today, now she would lose her lover. The man who excited her, and took care of her. She closed her eyes and began to sob. He leaned over her and whispered into her ear. "Tell me who you want? Do you want Max? Do you love him?" "I can't answer that right now. Please Master, take me. Just one last time. I need this, I need you." He entered her tenderly and she responded almost immediately. Her hips bucked up under him and she could feel her muscles tightening around his member. He was more passionate than ever before as his lips suckled each nipple and his mouth kissed her deeply. Sensing she was on the edge of orgasm, he reached down between them and pressed his thumb against her throbbing, wet clit. She moaned, tightened her legs around him and came. He in turn feeling her pussy walls gripping him, and filled her up with his hot cum. He gently kissed her forehead, and undid the handcuffs. "Fresh clothes are in the suitcase in the trunk. You are to go home to the mansion after you've dressed. Max will be waiting for you.", he said quietly. Charity didn't respond, but did as she was told. She quickly dressed and was thankful that the rain had now stopped. Where the Master had gone, she didn't know. He seemed to always disappear like that, and at this thought she shrugged. She made her way home safe and sound and found Max waiting for her in the living room. " Good you're home. I'm going to go now. I expect you want to get cleaned up before bed. Oh, your owner won't be here for the rest of the weekend. I've been instructed to tell you to enjoy the days off." "So I'll be all alone?" "Yes, there's no servants on the weekends.", Max replied. "So you won't keep me company? Did I get you into trouble, Max? "No, I'm fine Charity. If you'd like me to keep you company I will, but from what I understand, you have a big decision to make. Your owner would like to know by Monday who you want to be with and frankly I'm rather curious myself." " I see, so I'm to choose you or him?" Charity asked. "Not necessarily. You need to tell him what you want." Charity plopped down on the couch. Max smiled at her and waved goodbye as he headed out the door. A million thoughts raced through her mind. Was this some sort of test? Always The Good Girl Ch. 04 It was 5 o'clock on a Sunday afternoon and Charity had spent most of her weekend agonizing over her decision. Would she choose her Master that fulfilled her every need and desire, or Max her confidant, friend, and soul mate? She stared blankly at the screen flipping through the channels. Her eyes were bloodshot partially from the tears she had cried and partially because of the sleepless nights she'd been having. The truth was it was weighing on her mind. The phone rang just then, interrupting her thoughts. It was Max. He told her he was coming over and bringing dinner. Just before Max hung up he said,"Bye, petal. See you in a few!" Charity hung up the phone. She was so happy that Max was on his way. It would be so great to have company. She froze for a second. He called me Petal, she thought. The Master calls me Petal. A smile began to creep over Charity's lips. "Well I believe I've made my decision!" She giggled and skipped out of the room. It took Max about a half hour to make it to the mansion. Traffic had been horrible and the teenager at the drive-thru window had forgot to put the ketchup in the bag. He knew that Charity would be disappointed if he hadn't asked for it, since she believed the fries just didn't taste the same without the packets of ketchup that had been slightly warmed by the steaming food. He chuckled at this thought as he entered the front door of the mansion. "Charity? I'm here. Where are you kit.. Um honey?" He stumbled over her pet name hoping she didn't notice. "I'll be right down. Just getting dressed." Charity called from upstairs. "Ok dear." He arranged the burgers and fries on the coffee table in front of the TV. "Hey there," Charity said as she plopped down next to him on the couch. Max turned his head and noticed the fiery red lacey robe that she was wearing and took his time eyeing her from head to toe. "Don't you look nice. Eh hem." He tried not to choke on his French fry and almost swallowed it whole. "Thanks just something the Mister got for me. I'm glad you like it." "Oh. I do. But won't the Mister be upset that you're wearing it in front of me?" "Oh I don't think he'll mind." Charity parted the robe a bit letting him peek inside. Her nipples were already growing taut as they poked through the silky lace night gown. Max gulped. "You know you should really eat something. We have to keep your stamina up." He took a quick intake of air. "Thanks hon." Charity quickly picked up the burger and began devouring her meal. It tasted so good and she licked her fingers ever so slowly between bites, knowing that Max was watching her every move. She took a slow sip of soda through the straw positioning her mouth just right, so that when she glanced up at Max, he was licking his lips. "Why Max,you've stopped eating. Aren't you hungry?" Max managed to find his voice enough to say,"More than ever." He then tore through the robe with a hunger and passion that he thought he would never find. His lips found her nipples even through the lacey material and he clung to them as he suckled. Moans escaped Charity's lips and her body was losing all control. He picked her up and quickly carried her to the bedroom where he layed her upon the bed and began removing the rest of the delicious material. His hands brushed over her and he played her body like a trained musician plays his instrument. Her body quaked and shivered as he whispered into her ear about all of his needs and desires for her, for them. At last he entered her and felt as if he might explode right then and there. Her velvety wetness enveloping him. Her soft coos and moans with each stroke gave him inspiration. At last they sang together the song of their love making, and he collapsed on top of her to whisper over and over again, "I love you, Charity, I love you." Charity smiled, hugged him tightly to her, and gently kissed his forehead. "I love you too," she whispered as they both drifted off to sleep. That morning Charity awoke to find herself alone. She hugged the pillow next her and could smell Max's cologne still clinging to its softness. She breathed him in deep. "Oh Max?" she called to him playfully. "No Max. Just me," called a muffled voice from the bathroom. Slowly the masked Master entered Charity's room. "Good morning Master," she said quietly and bit her lip. "I trust you've made your decision, petal?" "Yes I have, but would you please come sit on the bed Master so that you may hear it?" He slowly made his way to the bed and sat upon it as he stared at her. "I'm guessing that Max has won out? I am to seek another lovely girl for my slave?" "Oh now, I wouldn't say that. I was thinking that you and Max could share me." "And how does Max feel about this idea? Or does he even know?" Charity reached up and slowly pulled off the mask, revealing Max's smiling face. "Oh I think he does now." "How long have you known, pet?" "Since yesterday darling and I accept you for whatever role you want to play in the bedroom. I'm yours completely and totally. Your love slave. For as long as you'll have me." Max then took her into his arms and kissed her deeply knowing now that he could never let her go.