One Week Ch. 06

"Put these on," I said and she took a short sleeved v-neck silk top from me and a black frilly satin skirt that had several layers and reached to her mid-thigh. As she put them on, I could see her embracing Crystal like never before. She made to look in the mirror, but I held her back.

"Not yet," I said and sat her back on the bed. I'd chosen the loose skirt so that she could have some freedom whilst walking and enjoy the pleasure of the satin swishing against her legs as she did so. The pads she had at the back of her knickers pushed the skirt out slightly at the rear and emphasized her long, sexy legs. Jade stepped forward and gave her a pair of knee high boots and she slipped into them and zipped them up, caressing the soft leather as she did so. They had a pointed toe and thin heel and I knew she was smitten. They were a size too small for her, but she didn't mind. I made a mental note to phone Jenni on the way home and have her meet Crystal to take her shopping.

Before we allowed her to stand, we threw her old wig away and I took out a dark brown one that I'd stowed away. It was a long wig, much longer than my own with a long fringe. I'd brought it in case I needed to change my appearance, but had no need of it now. It looked good on Crystal and I styled it so that it stayed out of her eyes. Jade promised that we'd get her some nice jewellery when we returned to London and we finally let her stand in front of the mirror as she saw herself for the first time as who she could be.

She stared at herself for a long time and started to cry. We rushed forward thinking that we'd messed up, but she hugged us gratefully thanking us repeatedly. As we calmed her down and wiped her tears, I started work on her diction. It would take some time and lots of practice, but I knew the struggles I'd had, so wanted to start her early. As I showed her where her tone needed to come from, a knock on the door interrupted our lesson.

"Can I come in?" said Guy softly through the door. Jade let him in and he smiled as he saw us returned to our proper state. "Wow," he said. "It's so good to see you." He looked at Crystal and still didn't recognize her. "I'm afraid Miss, I'm going to need your details. Before I can do anything I need to know if you're a British citizen." Jade chuckled and replied for Crystal.

"Too bloody right she is," she said. "This is Crystal, formerly known as Paul." His eyes widened in shock as Crystal stepped forward and smiled nervously.

"Hi Guy," she said timidly. "Long time." He nodded dumbly then stepped forward and embraced her, his relief at seeing her safe genuine. He stepped back and took in her appearance. She looked amazing and he gestured to her outfit.

"Is this...are you?" She smiled as his poor attempt to address the question and nodded her affirmation.

"Yes. I am Crystal now." Jade stepped forward and put an arm around her.

"There's two lawyers in the room with you now Guy, so we'll make the terms clear and let you decide how much you want to fight this. Crystal has terminated her contract after a traumatic kidnapping and confinement. Her severance package will be commensurate with that. Your establishment will make the offer and we will decide whether it is sufficient." Guy stepped back, holding both hands up to placate Jade, whose fierce tone had astonished him.

"Hey, hey. I'm on your side. Ask Louise, I've done nothing but help you all. I'll speak with the director and we'll sort it out. I'm just happy to see him, sorry, her, safe and sound." Jade sniffed haughtily.

"Too damn right honey. Damn right."

Chapter 4

They held me down, one on each wrist as I was dragged over the scarred and pitted table. A loud rip and my blouse was torn off. I struggled. One man made to grab my feet and I lashed out, my heel tearing his cheek as he fell screaming. Georgiy stepped forward and punched the side of my head. Stars swum in my vision and I felt an immediate disconnect with my body as a fogginess swept through me. That was when the lashes started as Georgiy, Dmitri's brother, took a cane to my lower back. I shrieked loudly as insidious pain lanced through the fog and brought my senses to sharp focus. My wrists were held tight and I struggled limply as the cane slashed down again.

Guy will come, I thought and tried to hold back my screams as Georgiy set about his bloody work with relish

He's got to come.

I screamed then as the skin tore from my back.

I woke with a start, terror fresh and real, sending adrenalin pumping through my body. I looked around wildly to see that Jade and Crystal were asleep in their chairs as the plane surfed the currents and brought us home. It was a private jet and narrow, with only six seats in the cabin. One of them was occupied by Guy and he stared silently at me as I saw him.

"Nightmares?" he asked, his voice soft so as not to wake anyone else. I nodded and reached for a bottle of water. "They'll fade," he said and leant closer as I took a sip. Once I was settled back into my chair, he spoke.

"You were meant to get Emma as well," he said reproachfully, though his eyes twinkled in the soft lighting.

"It was chaos there. The mission was two Brits and that's what I delivered. If it wasn't for her, none of us would be in this situation." He shrugged, brushing off the retort.

"As your handler, I'm disappointed. As your friend I'm one hundred percent with you." I gazed at him and laced my voice with steel.

"You're no longer my handler."

"Friend then." I sighed heavily and contemplated my words.

"Maybe one day, but since you knocked on my door, a lot has happened that's going to take some getting over." He waved a dismissive hand and grinned.

"You're stronger than any agent I've met. Give it a few days at home and you'll be fine." He leaned back and within seconds was asleep. I hated that he could do that and spent the rest of the flight fidgeting in my seat and chasing sleep. I succeeded just as the plane landed and a jolt woke everyone up.

As we disembarked from the plane, I helped Jade and Crystal onto the tarmac and turned to Guy as they stepped into a waiting car.

"If you ever need my services again, please hesitate for one second to call and decide against it." He leaned forward and we embraced briefly.

"Take care Louise," he said. "Try not to lose your wife again, eh?" He ducked my sideswipe and stepped into a second car that had just pulled up. I stepped into our car and enjoyed the lights of London as we drove through the bustling streets. It was so familiar yet so different.

As the car pulled into our driveway, Crystal whistled with astonishment at our house. It was huge, with large gardens, a swimming pool, private cinema and more rooms than I knew what to do with. The rooms were large and the ceilings high. The decor was a study in restrained wealth and it had taken me a long time to come to terms with Jackie's death and our inheritance before I could call the place our home. I'd give it all away just to have Jackie back with us.

Stepping from the car, the front door opened and Heather came rushing out. She was dressed in a short denim skirt and strappy top that showed her large cleavage. She was petite but perfectly proportioned. Her giant wedge shoes propelled her to my height as she embrace me. I returned the gesture, a large smile rising to the surface. As Jade stepped out, she gave a cry of delight and jumped onto my astonished wife.

"I'm so glad you're home!" she cried and Jade chuckled.

"I'm glad to see you as well. May I introduce you to Crystal. She's going to be staying with us from now on." Heather took one look at her and laughed.

"Well I never," she said. "Here's me thinking we'd never see each other again. And oh my, don't you looked good. Louise and Jade have done some work on you I think!" As I ushered them into the house, a large Golden Retriever came bounding out of the kitchen and greeted us excitedly.

"This is Wilson," said Heather and looked at us nervously. "I got a bit lonely. You don't mind?" As Wilson barked and slathered us all with kisses, I couldn't help but not mind. Not mind at all.

We showed Crystal to her rooms in the East Wing and I told her that Jenni would be round tomorrow to fix her up with some new clothes. She was my old secretary and had now set up a successful fashion business. So much so that my investment was fully repaid and making a handsome profit. As we bid goodnight to Heather and Crystal, Jade told an awestruck Crystal to help herself to the clothes from our bedroom in the morning.

As we made our way to our own room, Jade took my hand and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"It's so good to be home," she murmured and I couldn't help but agree. I felt that a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders. The bedroom was as I had left it and I threw myself onto the satin sheets as Jade untied her silk dress and let it slip to the floor. She did the same with her basque and stepped into a silk negligee as I watched, content to enjoy the show. She had me do the same and soon we were both sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other. Jade reached over the side of the bed and grabbed my guitar.

"Play me something," she said and I took the guitar, plucking the strings to find that it had lost its tone over the last few months. As I adjusted the strings to tease life back into the instrument, Jade took a pillow and tugged it out of its case. She then slid off the bed with a smile and stepped into the large walk in cupboard at the end of the room. I'd had an extension done last year and it now consisted of the entire room next door and was full of shoes, dresses, underwear and all manner of wonderful clothes. I knew that it wasn't clothes she was after. At least not any kind of day wear.

Once the guitar was in tune, Jade came scampering out with a big grin on her face.

"Every note you misplace or chord you screw up, I take something at random from the bag." I sighed theatrically and asked her which song she would like me to sing.

"Romeo and Juliet," she said quickly. She knew I'd been struggling to learn the opening to that and had probably guessed that I'd not done much practice in the last few months. I gave her my best Paddington Bear Stare and started the song.

"Oops, missed one there," she said and pulled a large butt plug from the pillow case with a flourish. "Oh, and another one!" She then pulled a nipple clamp from the pillow case. Sufficiently distracted, I completely messed up and Jade giggled as she upended the pillow case onto the bed. She leaned over and kissed me as I put the guitar to one side, giving up on the rest of the song. As she leaned over, I fell back and let her handcuff me to the bed post, arching my back in pleasure as she started kissing my neck and moving her way down my body. She lifted the silk negligee I wore and kissed each breast, my nipples hardening as she teased them with a light touch of her teeth. I closed my eyes with pleasure and opened them in shock as she clipped a clamp to each one, the tiny teeth biting the sensitive flesh. The clamps were attached to wires and I let a gasp escape as she pressed a switch and they vibrated into life, sending waves of pleasure through my body and to my rapidly hardening cock.

Jade then leaned over and passed a blindfold over my head, giving me a salacious wink as my vision was blacked out. I felt her kissing my body and tease my cock with her hands, my own handcuffed to the pillar and keeping me immobile and helpless. I felt safe with Jade and let her do with me as she wished. I always enjoyed it. I suddenly felt a coldness on my arse as she applied a generous portion of lube and started to push what felt like a thick plug into me. I spread my legs and lifted up slightly so that she could have easier access. I groaned again as the nipple clamps continued to vibrate and the plug pushed past my G-spot. Once the thick plug was driven home, I gasped again as it started to vibrate. Jade then cuffed my legs together, which had the effect of pushing the plug deeper, and tied them to the post at the other end of the bed. Unable to see anything, I felt, rather that saw, Jade straddle me and suddenly her huge cock was pushing against my mouth. I lifted my head and tried to take as much in as I could. From the awkward angle, I couldn't take all of it into my mouth, but heard her groan as she thrust into me.

As I sucked her cock greedily, the clamps increased their intensity and so did the butt plug. I moaned loudly, the sound muffled by the penis as the intensity of Jade's thrusts increased as she started to cum. Drinking the hot warmth, I struggled to keep it all in at the angle my head was and I felt it dribble from my mouth and pool into my ear. Jade, spent from her exertions, leant down and I felt her kiss my ear, cleaning it and licking up all traces of cum. She wriggled down my body and I felt her reach for something, gasping as a coldness chased away the warmth on my torso. The sounds of a spray can signaled that she had sprayed cream onto me and I enjoyed the sensation as her warm tongue licked away the cold. She sprayed across my breasts and I bucked in pleasure as she licked, tickled and teased the cream from them.

Eventually, she sprayed my erect member and I struggled to last longer than a few seconds as she started to lick it. Catching her unawares, I came on her face as she laughed. The nipple clamps and the butt plug stretched out the orgasm and Jade reached out and teased my cock, drawing out the orgasm yet further until I was exhausted.

I didn't remember Jade removing the blindfold or pulling out the plug. I hadn't slept for months and as I lay in a state of blissful peace for the fleetest of moments, sleep ambushed and dragged me into its deepest depths.

Chapter 5

The plan had gone wrong the moment I'd retrieved the file from their home. We raced through Moscow on an old motorbike, Guy careening wildly round the narrow streets as the Bratva chased us. I held on tightly, hoping with desperation that Guy wouldn't crash. Over the noise of the bike, I heard the sound of guns firing and ducked instinctively. Reaching forward, I took the gun from Guy's belt and twisted my body to return the fire. A lucky shot caught the wheel of the van and it spun into a parked car, the sound of breaking glass and sheared metal loud through my helmet. Giddy with adrenalin, I turned to Guy and my heart sank with dread as I saw the Politsiya roadblock ahead. Without warning they opened fire and pain seared through me as my shoulder was hit. The force pushed me from the bike and I flew through the air to land with a heavy crash on the street, pain wrapping me in fire and brimstone.

I woke dripping with sweat and panting with fear. I glanced over at Jade and saw that she was fast asleep. The pale moon stealing into the room through the bay windows showed the hour to be late but I knew that it was pointless to try and sleep. I slid from the bed and shrugged into my satin kimono and made my way to the study. Heather had been managing the accounts and finances, so I spent the next few hours pouring over her work and finding myself pleased with her efforts. It was clear that she needed extra support with organising the charity events and I was pleased that Crystal had agreed to be part of our family. While I worked, Wilson padded into the study, gave me a wag of his tail and settled at my feet to resume his sleep.

As the sun chased the moon away and a pale yellow light drifted into the room, Jade opened the door and smiled to see me there. She wore just her negligee and I marveled at her beauty. Her hair was tousled, her make-up slightly smudged and one strap of the silk negligee hung around her elbow but she had a natural beauty that couldn't be diminished. No amount of make-up and surgery could create it either.

"Morning jog?" she asked and I put down the paperwork, switched off the computer and followed her to our room. As I put on some lycra jogging bottoms and pulled on my worn trainers, Jade tossed me a sports bra. I hesitated as I picked it up, aware that the scars on my lower back and the bullet hole in my shoulder would be visible. Jade watched me carefully.

"Wear it," she said. "Let them stare. Even with those scars, you're more beautiful than anyone else out there. More so." I smiled gratefully and slipped into the bra, enjoying the feel of the firm sportswear gripping my breasts and holding them tightly in place. As we made to leave, Wilson insisted on coming with us, so we took him for our morning jog. He proved to be a great running companion, at least, when he wasn't chasing after Grey Squirrels.

We returned to the house and, panting from our efforts, made our way into the kitchen. Heather was sat at the kitchen unit, enjoying some toast and reading the morning papers. She wore a short black skirt and black court shoes with five inch heels. A white and black pinstripe satin blouse complemented the look and her long red hair hung over her shoulders in a sexy manner. She was a little bombshell and exquisitely formed. It wasn't her that stopped us in our tracks though. Waiting on Heather was Crystal and she wore the prissy maid's outfit that I had worn a year ago. It was made of the softest satin and extremely tight on her. The skirt was pushed out by layers and layers of ruffled satin and the long sleeves had an extensive row of buttons to imprison the wearer in its embrace. The back of the dress had almost fifty satin buttons from the base of the spine to the top of the high neck that would make it impossible to get out of, or into, alone.

She wore white stockings and the lacy tops showed clear. On her feet she wore Mary Jane's with a six and a half inch heel that made walking uncomfortable. Her make-up was slutty and she had bright red lips. Around her neck, she wore a thick slave collar that had straps leading down to a tray that pushed out from her chest, on which sat two glasses of orange juice and some steaming tea.

"Er, Morning Crystal," said Jade, slightly bemused by the outfit. Crystal curtsied as she came near and did exceptionally well not to spill the drinks on the tray.

"Morning Mistress," she said and handed Jade some coffee with a satin gloved hand. Jade took the cup and then the rest of the drinks from the tray and set them to one side. She then unclipped the tray from the collar and put that to one side also.

"What are you doing?" she asked. Crystal looked confused and tears started to form.

"I thought I was to be your house maid," she said and Jade chuckled.

"Heather, did you help Crystal dress this morning?" Heather put down her paper and beamed at us with a wide smile.

"I did! We had such fun. She said she was to be your maid and chose this outfit." I shot her a look that suggested she knew better and stepped to Crystal, who now looked lost and helpless.

"You're to take care of the estate," I said. "The gardens need landscaping, the cleaners organising, the North Wing needs a complete refurb and you two need your own areas sorted out properly. Once that's done, you'll be helping to run the charities and plan the major events. It's a big task. That's why we're paying you as much as we are." She looked down at her maid's outfit.

"So I'm not to dress like this?" Jade shook her head.

"Not if you're to do the job we hired for you hun." She took Crystal's hand and started to walk with her to our bedroom to help get her changed. "Unless you want to wear this?" Crystal paused for a second before replying.

"Maybe sometimes," she said and Jade patted her shoulder.

"Good answer hunny bun. You wear whatever you want. Just not when entertaining clients who are donating millions of pounds to worthy causes ok?" As Jade led her from the kitchen, I turned to Heather and smacked her playfully on the shoulder.