Charlotte Mastered [Internet Bonds Series Book 3]

by Christy Poff

  "Master?” she began as he groaned with his release.

  "What?” he gasped.

  "Who said you can't live on love?"

  "You are wicked. How could I ever let anything happen to you? You are my life."

  "You are mine, Simon, and I want to be by your side always and forever."

  Simon slid down the wall and pulled her onto his lap. As water ran down their heated bodies, he kissed her.

  "Mine."

  * * * *

  A few minutes later, they entered the study, where Trevor shot a cue ball across the table and sank a solid. He looked up and grinned.

  "I had plans to admonish you for keeping me waiting, but seeing this goddess, I can't.” He took Charlotte's hand in his and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “Trevor Hammond, your husband's partner in crime, so to speak."

  "Trevor, this is Charlotte."

  "A pleasure.” He pulled her close to whisper in her ear. “If you decide to dump him, you know where to find me."

  "Thank you, but I doubt I'll ever dump this man."

  "I must say, you look gorgeous. My brother has extremely good taste when it comes to clothes."

  "My taste is nothing compared to what I look like with her by my side.” Simon commented as he pulled her close. He had chosen a Michelle K designer dress in black. The dress wrapped tightly around her body as it fastened to one side in the front. The low-cut bodice, gathered along the side seams, hugged her frame and accentuated her gorgeous and subtle curves. Thick shoulders draped the top of her upper arms while the skirt fell lower in the back and met to make a high slit in the front. With it, she wore a pair of black Mary Janes with a five-inch heel. The entire outfit complimented the collar she wore, a sexy look created.

  Simon held her close to him, a sense of overprotectiveness taking over. Trevor noticed this and knew for sure how deeply in love with this woman he'd fallen. He had never seen his good friend like this before and it made him happy. Simon deserved happiness and he'd finally found it.

  "Tell me about the caller,” Trevor started in order to get his mind off his friend's wife-to-be.

  "Hard to tell. It sounded like he talked through a scarf or something."

  "We can determine who it is in the lab. Thank God, he didn't use a voice synthesizer."

  "I don't understand,” Charlotte said.

  "Perps will alter their voice electronically in order to disguise their identity. This guy evidently wants to be found. He wants confrontation."

  "But why Simon and why me? I don't know any senators or politicians."

  "Was this senator ever in the pub and, if so, is he a member in good standing?” Trevor asked.

  "Senator Grimes was a member until I personally escorted him out the door and told him never to come back. He bullied his way in the night I took Charlotte there, but I had him escorted out again. Wade had strict orders to be very discreet with him and not cause a to-do, because I didn't want it coming back on either of us, or the club."

  "I don't remember any of that."

  "I made sure you wouldn't see anything bad. Now you understand the reason for the layout. Everybody dines in the same room, but the seating is such to give the ultimate in privacy and it allows my clients to do whatever they want without prying eyes, unless they want an audience."

  "Why did he get thrown?"

  "Augie is into sadomasochism with his domination. I don't allow that kind of activity on my premises. The poor girl he decided to control left for medical attention at a private clinic so it wouldn't cause a scandal on the Hill or with Barb."

  "What did he do?"

  "He slashed her with a steak knife because she wouldn't lick his shoe off after he purposely spilled something on it."

  Simon heard Charlotte gasp and tightened his grip on her shoulder as he tried to reassure her. Trevor noticed it, too.

  "Trust me, Charlotte, Simon is not into the sadomasochist stuff. He'll protect you no matter what. He does that with his friends and I know firsthand."

  Charlotte relaxed as Simon traced soothing circles on her bared shoulder.

  "Okay, Simon, hold onto her because I have bad news. The senator went after the girl again when she got back home. He forced her to go to a hotel on the Mall, took her up to a room and slashed her. By the time he finished, she'd bled out. The ME couldn't tell which knife wound killed her. His aide is going up on all the charges for the crime because Grimes paid the judge off."

  "So, he's coming after me next because of the club?"

  "I'm afraid so."

  "How can you stop him?” Charlotte asked.

  "The tape should give us a match to his voice print. He's got enough public appearances on tape so we won't have to subpoena him to give us a sample."

  "Can he fight it?"

  "Public news tape or media coverage is public property, not private. I've got samples of his voice at the office from when he spoke to one of the graduating classes. What a joke.” Trevor saw Charlotte's reactions and asked, “Can you go somewhere safe until we catch him and charge him?"

  "Not until I take care of something tomorrow afternoon."

  "What?"

  "Our wedding. I got the church for two and I expect my best man there at my side."

  "You got it. We can drive up together."

  "Unfortunately, no. I have to make a few stops on the way."

  "Ok, I'll be there. Charlotte, you are very lucky to have him."

  "I know and I'm glad you approve."

  "Ok. I'll see you tomorrow and in the meantime, I'll get the voice analysis done. I should have an answer by morning."

  "Thanks, Trev."

  "Anytime."

  "Charlotte, stay here while I walk Trevor out. I'll be right back."

  "All right. It's been a pleasure, Trevor."

  "Same here."

  Simon walked him through the entry and to the front door, where they talked a few minutes.

  "Trev, get him. I can't have him endangering her life like this."

  "I will. After the ceremony tomorrow, take a honeymoon in Europe or somewhere where he can't touch you. This gives me the ammo I need to put the bastard away for good. I want to see the son of a bitch try to get out of this one."

  "I'll talk to you as soon as I know something."

  "Good. If I don't hear from you, we'll see you in Pipestem."

  "Works for me. Hey, man, I really like her. I can see she's been good for you already."

  "She has been. I've never had a woman keep pace with my needs the way she does. My God, she can be voracious at times."

  "Like you?"

  The two friends laughed and shook hands, and then Trevor left to reopen the case against Senator August “Augie” Grimes of Kansas.

  * * * *

  Simon walked back to the study and found Charlotte standing in front of the window, silhouetted by the sunlight.

  "Charlotte?"

  She turned around and he gasped. As she walked to him, she dropped the dress, wearing only stockings and her shoes. The sun reflected off the diamonds and gave her a luminous appearance. She stopped in the center of the room and held her arms out to him.

  Simon went to her and pulled her to him.

  "How did I get so lucky as to find you?"

  "I'm glad you did."

  He lifted her up and took her to the couch, the leather cool to her skin.

  "We should get going. We need to get your dress for tomorrow and several other things."

  "I want to stay here with you. What if..."

  "We'll be fine. Besides, I have several surprises for you so..."

  "All right,” she pouted.

  "Is my slave unhappy?"

  "Yes, because master is denying her."

  "Never. Everything I have planned is for you and your pleasure.” She gazed at him with her gorgeous eyes telling him how much she needed him, though she wanted to quench her insatiable thirst for him immediately. “I'll make you a deal. We go out now and I'll have Allistair bring the limo a
round."

  Her eyes brightened at the thought of their first night together. She smiled and agreed. He helped her dress, but not before he nipped at her breasts.

  "If I asked you to get a piercing, would you consider it?"

  "It would depend on where."

  "I'd like to see your nipples and belly bejeweled with gold chains attaching to your collar. The sight of you the other night..."

  "If my master wishes it, then yes. Will you be there with me?"

  "Of course. I don't plan to leave your side."

  She kissed him and held his face in her hands.

  "I love you, Simon, and for you, I will do anything. I would give my life for you if it meant saving you."

  "But to lose you would be losing my life. You are my life now, sweet Charlotte. I've been searching a long time to find you. If anything happened..."

  She put her finger to his lips to quiet him.

  "Let's go so we can have Allistair take the long way home."

  Chapter 4

  Simon and Charlotte sat in a restaurant in the older section of the Georgetown business district. He'd taken her to the jeweler's to pick up the engagement ring he'd chosen. Diamonds set in gold, which complimented her collar. They selected wedding bands at the same time, because Charlotte wanted to make sure the band fit with the ring.

  After they left the shop, he took her a few doors down to the bridal shop. He sat in a comfy overstuffed chair and watched as she tried on various gowns.

  "Sir, it is bad luck to see the bride in the gown before the wedding."

  "We're a little unconventional,” Simon advised her as their sales adviser served him a cup of coffee.

  "If you say so, sir."

  Charlotte came from the fitting room, a huge smile on her face.

  "What do you think?” she asked enthusiastically.

  Charlotte spun around to give him the full effect of the dress. A basic, white satin slip dress with thin spaghetti straps over the shoulder, it had a magnificent lace overdress. Low-cut at the neck and a very high front slit showed off her beautiful legs and long neck. She looked in the mirror and fingered the collar; pleased the dress wouldn't hide it.

  "Let me see the back again and this time, hold your hair up."

  "Yes, master,” she said once the clerk left them alone. She did as he instructed and got his approval for the dress. He groaned at the sight of her back thanks to a very low cut. The neckline plunged in a v, the point went to the middle of her back.

  "Perfect.” He stood and went over to her. He stood behind her, his arms around her. She gasped when she felt his hand slide easily between her legs.

  "I like it very much, my gorgeous slave,” he whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending ripples of anticipation through her.

  The sound of the clerk's heels approaching brought them back to reality. Charlotte took the gown off, then picked out shoes. They left and went to the next shop. Since Allistair had taken the bags and put them in the limo already, they had no worry about losing her gown. He stopped her on the sidewalk, turned her to him, and gazed into her eyes.

  "Simon, what's wrong?"

  "Nothing, my sweet slave. Do you remember when I asked you about piercings?"

  "Yes."

  "I'd like to get it done now. I want to see you decked out in gold and jewels on our wedding night and I have the exact look already picked out. Would you? Oh, and sweet Charlotte, think before you answer. This will be an invasion to your body and I want you to be sure."

  Her hand went to his face as he pressed his cheek against her palm.

  "I only ask two things for this."

  "What?"

  "I have to be very numb and I want you to be there with me."

  "All right,” he agreed as he took her into the store. She gazed around and saw he'd taken her into a body shop of sorts, one that catered to specific tattoos and body piercing. She looked around the front of the store and noticed neon lights had virtually hid them from prying eyes on the street outside.

  "May I help you?"

  "Is he in?"

  "Yes, follow me.” The tall woman led them to the rear where private cubicles lined the walls. They provided privacy to the elite clientele of the shop, the operation high-class and high-dollar. Most of the bodywork walking around Capital Hill had been done here, though none of them told their wives.

  She led them to a small office, where Simon greeted a man who towered above him. Rick Howard shook his hand and they hugged.

  "How long has it been?"

  "Too long. I'd like you to meet my fiancée, Charlotte. This is Rick Howard, a very old and dear friend.” She smiled as he gazed at her, then looked to Simon.

  "She's beautiful, Simon. What do you have in mind?"

  Simon explained what he wanted, along with Charlotte's desire to be numb and to have Simon at her side.

  "Not a problem."

  A few minutes later, he'd led them to a brightly lit room. Charlotte saw several different tables and such and wondered what Simon had in mind.

  "My lovely sub, you will trust what I tell you to do. Remember, I will not allow anything to intentionally hurt you. Now, take off your clothes and we'll go from there."

  "Yes, master.” Charlotte trembled a little bit, part from the chilliness of the shop and part from being nude in front of a complete stranger. She knew Simon would keep his word. She removed the slinky black silk dress and laid it over a chair. Simon came to her side and slid his arm around her as he warmed her. Heat coursed through her as his hand slid down to her ass and squeezed.

  "My fiancée wishes to have several piercings done. She wishes to be numbed and to have me at her side.” Simon repeated this for Charlotte's benefit. He could feel the tension in her body and wanted her to relax.

  "Not a problem. I assume you have the jewelry chosen?"

  "Yes,” Simon said as he handed his friend a velvet-lined box. “I've had them for a while in hopes of one day finding my perfect playmate."

  Charlotte relaxed but jolted a little when she felt his finger trace lazy little circles at her anus. Another wave of heat went through her as Charlotte realized how he would get her through this.

  "She's having both nipples, navel, and clit pierced?"

  Charlotte caught her breath but held her tongue as she refused to embarrass Simon.

  "Everything but the clit. We may have it done later on."

  "I see. Very good. Where would you like the lady to be during the procedure?"

  "Charlotte?"

  "It's your choice, my master."

  "The table, I think with restraints."

  "Yes, sir. This way.” They followed him through a door in the corner of the room. It led to another room with a medical table in the center of it. Simon lifted her onto it, then took her feet and placed them in the raised stirrups. As he secured the leather straps around each ankle, he gazed at her pussy.

  "My slave is ready for me?"

  "Yes, master."

  "If you behave, I will reward you. If you become aroused during this, and I'm sure you will, remember, you may not come without my permission."

  "Yes, master."

  Simon went to the head of the table and strapped her hands into soft-lined leather wristlets. Before he did, he pressed a kiss into her palms and after he had, he nibbled at her fingers. He wanted her to be extremely aroused knowing it would get her over the pain of the piercings.

  "Are we ready?” Rick asked as he placed a tray on a table beside her.

  "Yes, she is,” Simon stated as he pulled her luxurious mane of hair over the edge of the table to keep it out of the way.

  "Where first?"

  "Nipple then belly then nipple, I think."

  "Good choice,” Rick agreed.

  "Charlotte, I will be here and help you through this. You will try not to scream if you can."

  "Yes, master."

  Simon stroked her hair as she watched Rick swab her nipple with anesthetic. She felt a slight numbing from it as he a
pplied an antiseptic next. She saw the thin piece of metal he would use and her body clenched.

  "Will you do the honors, Simon?"

  "Glad to."

  Simon rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then pricked it. Quickly, it hardened to his touch and stood at attention.

  "Very nice,” Rick complimented.

  Charlotte looked up and concentrated her gaze on Simon's gorgeous face. She felt her nipple being played with, then a slight stinging pressure as Rick began to pierce her firm bud. She caught her breath and closed her eyes. As the pain took over, Simon locked his mouth over hers and kissed her deeply while he took in her whimpers. Her body bucked from the sensation as his tongue probed deeper into her mouth. Instinctively, she tried to suck him as if his cock sat in her mouth. She felt Simon smile.

  "All done with the first."

  "You did very well, my lovely sub."

  "Thank you, master."

  "Will you need an inspiration like that to suck my cock again?"

  "Never. I love you, Simon."

  "Look."

  She gazed down and saw a small gold hoop as it hung from her nipple. She felt the sting of its presence, pain and pleasure merged to make her want more.

  "Are you ready for the next one?"

  "If it pleases my master."

  "She is good, Si. Where did you find her?"

  "She actually found me."

  "Lucky you."

  "Rick is a Dom also. He's had several subs who went on to become Doms themselves. He's a mentor, so to speak."

  "Don't believe him, Charlotte. I've had a good time with them while unable to find someone as Si has,” Rick stated as he waited for a moment before the next piercing. Turning to Simon, he explained what he would do next. “I'm going to use the heavier gauge because of how you plan to use this one. It's for her safety and comfort."

  "I trust you to do what's right."

  "Thanks."

  While Rick numbed and put antiseptic on her navel, Simon lazily played with her unadorned nipple and gently brushed over the pierced one. Charlotte felt the sensation and relished it. She moved a little and Simon held her body firm to the table.

  "Watch him, slave."

  "Yes, master."

  She watched as Rick skillfully placed a barbell type stud through her skin. On the lower end of it hung another gold ring and she began to see a pattern.