Chapter 104: The Father's Betrayal, Part 16, A Gift For Charlotte

RICHARD

I work my way along James' racks, trying one thing, then another.

He doesn't stint on his budget....

Spot a man whose enthusiastic about his hobby....

It beats model railways....

"What do you normally use on Charlotte?"

James leans back against the rack, arms folding, his tone conversational. "I tend towards floggers, but don't let that limit you. If you prefer a crop or a paddle, or whatever, then use it. Just don't leave any stripes on her that will take more than a day or so to fade or you'll have Michael to answer to."

Michael's fist.... punching through my office door....

"And Michael will be comfortable with this?"

"He'll be fine." He pauses, rubs the side of his nose. "We used to visit the clubs regularly when we first knew her. I introduced Charlotte to ménage and BDSM, but she took to it like a duck to water. However, we had one occasion...." He sucks at his cheeks....

Choosing his words?