“Get over here and put your cunt in my mouth.”
Eagerly she climbed over him, standing up between their bodies and pushing her hips forward, holding onto to his head.
“Put your foot on my shoulder,” he instructed her.
It was a struggle to keep her balance, as his tongue and lips began to work her into a frenzy. Behind her, Tammy was moaning loudly and her back was arching with her head leaning back on Esther’s buttocks.
Their orgasms came simultaneously with Dylan delaying his own until last. He was still breathing deeply when they climbed off of him. He grinned at his own prowess of bringing two women to climax at the same time.
Exhausted, he sat back with his arms around both of them. For a while it was peaceful, until Tammy grew bored and became animated, splashing water onto him. It was behaviour that was usually stopped quickly, but she was giggling and ignoring his growls, too caught up in the moment. The sound of her happiness, made his chest tighten again.
He surprised her by splashing back. Esther laughed and soon dared to help Tammy in her attack, until the water was frothing and pooling onto the floor.
They attacked him from both sides. Dylan allowed them to have their fun, occasionally grabbing one of them under his arm to lift them from the water and spank their wet bottoms. The game lasted until Dylan escaped from the spa.
Wrapping a towel around his waist, he shook his head at the mess about the room.
“I’ll clean it up, Master,” Esther offered quickly, the mirth fading from her face.
He grinned. “Leave it. We need to eat.”
Tammy leaned on the spa, gazing up to him. “Can we have pancakes?”
“Yes, Tammy.” Dylan smiled at her. “We can have pancakes. Now out of there so I can get you dried.”
Esther climbed out after her and grabbed a towel, watching as Dylan attended Tammy. He looked at her and saw the same melancholy in her face that was threatening to bring him undone. Silently, he shook his head at her and restored her smile. This was not going to be a day to mourn.
It wasn’t until Tammy was having a second stack of pancakes that he quietly indicated for Esther to join him outside. Slipping on a robe, she went out to where he was seated on one of the wrought iron benches. She knelt down in front of him, her head bowed.
“Just sit next to me,” he told her. When she was seated he took hold of her hand. “Do you understand, Esther, your submission to me is in your complete obedience, no matter how hard?”
“Yes, Master.”
He looked at her. “Could you obey me if I asked you to be happy, even if your heart was breaking?”
She couldn’t answer for a moment. “I don’t know, Master.”
“Because that’s what I’m asking of you. I can’t do this without your help. This day is about you and me and Tammy and no one else. Tomorrow will be about saying goodbye.”
Esther gritted her teeth, shivering until Dylan pulled her against himself.
“You should be proud of yourself,” he told her. “You’ve served me perfectly and I’ve watched you grow stronger. I wouldn’t ask this of you, if I had any doubt that you could do it. Your last and ongoing service to me will be to care for Tammy, which will mean that your life and freedom will be compromised and not yours alone. It is a request that I don’t make lightly and I am prepared to accept your refusal.”
“It’s no compromise, Master.” She had to breathe, her voice shaky with grief. “Tammy is my family through you. My sister. I’ll never leave her.”
He nodded sombrely and drew her closer. “Tomorrow, we will meet James and Mairead and you and Tammy will go with them and stay at their house. When it is safe, Carl will come for you, and take you to the airport. I’ve managed to convince Tammy that I will be in Paris a few days later. You’ll be on a private jet, and I will supply you with medication which will keep Tammy quiet and manageable. She should sleep most of the way.”
Esther barely managed to respond. “Yes, Master.”
“Is there anything I can say or do to ease this for you? I don’t want this day to become one of grief. I want it to be one of celebration of the life we have shared together. The tears will come, but please, not today.”
Sitting up, Esther exhaled a shuddery breath. She gripped his hand tighter. “Just don’t give up, Master. If there’s the slightest chance that this can have a different outcome, find it.”
“I’ll try.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
The wind was cold. Above them, fast moving clouds were dark and threatening rain. Mairead dug her hands into her coat pockets and shivered. It certainly wasn’t the morning to be outside at their garden table, having coffee. It seemed a little extreme, but she could see James was taking no risks that anyone was listening in. He was tense and seemed oblivious to the cold, staring out at the garden silently.
“I’m listening,” she said, reminding him of her presence.
He smiled at her and nodded. “Sorry, I was caught up with too much thinking.”
“That’s alright. One of us needs to think. My brain is like mush at the moment, but I’m listening.”
“Are you sure I can’t persuade you to sit this one out?”
“I’m sure,” Mairead replied firmly. “Besides, you’ll need me. Tammy can be unpredictable, and the last thing you need is her causing trouble when you’re trying to drive. Better to have both me and Esther there to deal with her.”
“Yes, true.”
“So what’s the plan?”
“We’re to leave our cell phones behind at the club,” James explained. “That way we don’t run the risk of being tracked. Vanessa has parked her car in a car park three blocks away. We arrive at the club and do business as usual, until I’ve ascertained that there’s no one about paying any interest in us. As soon as possible we go straight to Chandi’s taxi and he’ll drop us off on a street corner. We go to the car park, pick the car up and drive out to meet Dylan.”
Mairead smiled. “All this would have excited me once. Now it just makes me feel ill.”
“Speaking of which,” James frowned. “You’ve been ill a lot lately.”
“I’m fine,” she smiled. “Just a little overwhelmed that everything’s weird again, just when our lives were becoming normal, and now we’re having to say goodbye to everyone as well. It just doesn’t seem fair.”
James gripped her hand. “I know this isn’t easy for you, but at least you get to spend some time with Esther and Tammy before they leave.”
“And never get to see any of them again.”
“Try to keep strong for Esther’s sake. You can imagine what she’s going through.”
“I’ll be all smiles,” Mairead assured him.
James went to look at his watch, which wasn’t there. He shook his head and picked up his phone to check the time.
“We should get going. Are you ready for this?”
“No,” she said. “But duty calls.”
“There’s something else you should know,” James added. “Dylan has called off his security today. Nobody should be following us and if they are, we will need to take precautions. Once Tammy and Esther are home with us, Dylan’s team will be back on board, but today you and I are on our own.”
Mairead grinned. “Which still means I have all the protection I need.”
“Yes, and I won’t be taking any risks with your life. If anything goes wrong we abort. Dylan knows if we haven’t met him at the designated time that it wasn’t possible.”
“And then what?”
“And then he’ll need to come up with another plan.”
“Nothing will go wrong,” Mairead stated.
“Just do exactly as I tell you, no questions, just your absolute compliance. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir,” she grinned.
It was like being back with James in his former role as her chauffeur and security. Not that she minded, having first felt the attraction to his often stiff and formal ways, combined with t
hat underlying menace in his nature. A little fear could be terribly arousing.
James seemed to read her thoughts and narrowed his eyes at her. “To the car, Mrs. Vaughn, if you please.”
She giggled, “Yes, Sir.”
At the car, she half expected him to make her sit in the back, but her usual door was opened and held for her as she climbed in. Once James had taken his place at the wheel, the dark sunglasses were slipped on, despite the dull, grey day. Mairead grinned, knowing how much she loved his habits. They all had a familiarity that eased her fears.
James had timed their journey for peak hour traffic. The rain began when they were on the highway, snapping loudly against the windscreen. The wipers went at full pace, and outside the dark, grey fog limited their vision to the highway.
“This is bad, isn’t it?” she asked. “How can you tell if someone is following us?”
James eyes flicked to the rear view mirror. “It’s just as hard to see us, but everyone’s doing what they should be doing. Everyone’s concentrating on the road conditions and not on trying to keep up with me.”
“You’re speeding,” she gasped looking at the speedometer.
“Just a little, just to be certain.”
Upon entering the city, Mairead could feel her stomach churning. She received a disapproving frown from James as she burped loudly to relieve herself, praying it would get no worse than a burp.
“Nerves,” she laughed.
It was slow moving through the city streets, crawling with traffic and people. When they finally arrived at the club, Mairead was relieved to get out of the car. The cold air helped her to breathe and settle her stomach. Inside, the cleaners were hard at work but stopped to greet her warmly. One old man, Samuel, hugged her.
“We miss seeing you around the place,” he said. “This is the first time we’ve seen you since the wedding, Mrs. Vaughn.”
She grinned, but suddenly felt anxious as she watched James head towards the back rooms and disappear through the double doors. She chatted with the staff until she could politely excuse herself and hurry after him. James seemed startled when she walked into the office.
“You’re ready then,” he said, snatching up his leather jacket from his chair.
“Are you alright?” she asked. “You jumped.”
“Just a bit on edge,” he explained. “It’s time we went.”
“I’m ready then. Do we say goodbye?”
“No.” He opened a drawer and held out his hand. “Phone please.”
Mairead gave it to him and watched him put it away. Slipping his jacket on, James led her from the office and locked the door after him. His sunglasses were back in place as they reached the side door.
“Wait there.” He stepped out and returned a moment later. “Let’s go.”
The rain had begun to fall again as they walked along the alley to the main street, where James stopped them again. The taxi stand was several metres away, with only a few taxis lined up. One remained back from the others.
“There’s Chandi,” James said. He turned to Mairead and drew the hood of her coat over her head. “Just walk straight to the car and hop in. I’ll be right behind you.”
Mairead did as he asked, keeping her head down until she was opening the back door and getting in. Without any obvious danger, it was all becoming far too dramatic. It didn’t help that James had been doing something that he didn’t want her to know about.
Chandi’s youthful, smiling face was there to greet her. “Hello, Mairead. It is wonderful as always to see you.”
“Same, Chandi,” she smiled, just as James entered on the other side. He shut the door, but his gaze remained on the street.
“Where can I take my dear friends today?” Chandi asked.
James only gave him a street name. “Just drop us off at the corner at Smyth Street, thank you, Chandi.”
“Certainly. Will that be with the traditional detour, to be sure we are not being followed?”
“What?” James snapped.
“No, thank you, Chandi,” Mairead jumped in quickly. “Just a short drive to save my feet.”
James was glaring like a predator at the back of Chandi’s head, and she gave him a firm, silent shake of her head.
“No time for games today, I’m afraid,” she went on cheerily. “Another time and I’ll have you running around all over the place for me.”
“I will be looking forward to it,” Chandi laughed, oblivious to the tension behind him.
James nodded that he understood, but his unease remained until the taxi had arrived at their destination. Once they were out of the taxi, James had hold of her hand and was hurrying them down the street as the rain pelted them. Mairead was suddenly herded into the car park and up a stairwell. It was one flight up that she stopped and pulled sharply on his arm.
“James, stop,” she demanded, refusing to be pulled up another step. “You’re starting to scare me. Nobody’s around. Nothing’s happened and we’re skulking about like a couple of lunatics. Just let me breathe.”
James didn’t look pleased but he nodded.
“It’s not my intention to scare you,” he said, his eyes still surveying their vicinity. “All this is to protect you, and I’m sorry if it seems extreme, but rather this, than anything went wrong, because I let my guard down for one moment.”
She smiled at his sombre face. “It’s alright. I’m just a bit overwhelmed, but it should be alright now, shouldn’t it? We would have definitely noticed someone following us by now.”
“Yes, I suppose you’re right.”
“And we’re the only ones who know about this other car, right?”
“Us and Vanessa, but she doesn’t know what we want if for, and she knows not to ask questions or mention this to anyone.”
“And our phones couldn’t haven’t been tapped when you spoke to her?”
“I didn’t chance it. I purchased a new phone just to ring her.” He smiled. “If we keep our heads down, drive calm and sensibly, and don’t do anything to draw attention, this should be over in a few hours.”
“And then we get to deal with Tammy.”
James grinned. “I’ll leave that up to you and Esther.”
“Coward,” she laughed. “Now, what car are we looking for?”
“A white Mitsubishi sedan.” He gave her the licence plate.
They found the car on the third floor and James retrieved the keys from under the wheel arch. Once inside, they both sat breathing audibly. James turned to Mairead with a guilty look on his face.
“Now, just keep calm,” he told her as he leant forward over the wheel. “This is just precautionary.”
“What’s precautionary?”
James reached behind and lifted his jacket, drawing a pistol out from behind him. Mairead stared fearfully as he transferred it to the glove box.
“It’s safe,” he quickly assured her. “Vanessa left it for me at the office and it won’t be coming out unless it’s absolutely necessary. Please, trust me on this.”
Mairead had plenty of objections, but she pursed her lips tightly and nodded. “Let’s just hope it won’t come to that.”
* * * * *
As Dylan buttoned Tammy into her coat, she pouted at him angrily. “I don’t want to go out today. It’s raining. It’s no fun when it’s raining.”
“You’ll love it,” he told her firmly. “And you’ve nagged me long enough about spending time with Mairead and Esther. Now you have your wish.”
“Why is Esther so moody?”
“Because I had to tell her that you were coming along and she couldn’t have all the fun alone with Mairead.”
Tammy grinned. “That’s right. It’s my turn and they have to include me.”
“Exactly.” He stared at her, long after the last button was done up. “I’m going to miss you, but in less than a week we’ll be together in France.”
“And we get to see everyone again,” Tammy added gleefully.
Holding her hand,
he led her to an armchair and sat down, pulling her down onto him. Tammy snuggled against him, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“You were funny last night, Daddy,” she giggled. “You kept doing naughty things to us.”
He smiled. “Yeah, and I’m fairly certain I’ve ground two inches off my cock.”
Tammy laughed. “Don’t be silly, Daddy.”
He breathed her in, feeling his chest tighten. “Promise me you’ll be a good girl while you’re away from me, and you’ll listen to Esther and do what she tells you.”
“Yes, Daddy, I’ll be good.”
“I mean it. I want you to be safe. I worry when I’m not with you.”
She sat up to look at him curiously. “Why are you sad?”
“I’m not,” he frowned. “I have a lot of work to do when you girls are gone. Not all of us get to play.”
Bringing her finger to his face, she traced the deep lines at his eyes and to the sides of his mouth. “Some days you look tired and I get worried about you and I get scared.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. You need someone to look after you, too.”
He grinned. “I look after myself just fine.”
“No.” She shook her head. “You’ve looked after us, and especially me. You’ve made my life so happy. I want your life to be happy too.”
“It has been, probably since the day you came into it.”
He threaded his fingers through her hair and gently brought her face to his. Their lips touched in soft kisses, slowly becoming more passionate until their mouths were deeply claiming each other.
As their lips parted, Tammy whispered urgently. “Let me stay with you.”
He shook his head and shifted to sit up. “Not today. You’ll see me later… I promise.”
Her eyes bored into him, but she slowly nodded. “I need to get my handbag.”
“Hurry up, then. We leave in ten minutes.”
He watched as she went out of the library, and was suddenly distraught, his face contorting in furious despair. His teeth ground together and he breathed through the sting in his eyes. His chest swelled with his struggle, until it launched him from the chair, pacing with anger.
Sins of the Master Page 37
