Ruby Rises

Ruby Rises

Authors note -

I'd like to say a huge thanks to AwkwardMD and Skull, for all of their support. They were invaluable with helping me plot this one. Also, thank you to voyeur73x and thegoofyproofreader for reading this and providing valuable notes and feedback.

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Also, please, creating in a vacuum is hard. If you like (Or hate :) ) anything in this story then please let me know. I would love to hear from you and hear your thoughts. Emails or comments are very welcome.

Much love. Maria 2024.

Ruby moaned and pushed the cheap plastic ball gag out of her mouth.

"Fuck, Eddie, you are huge," she moaned with a mixture of delight and surprise as she grasped her hands around his wide and long cock. Her hands were tied at the wrists by a cheap pair of handcuffs that were little more than a toy.

Ruby would have preferred the real thing or cable ties, but she didn't want to scare Eddie, and so had made do with cheap copies, even if they made her feel a little silly.

She had wanted him to tie her up, and he had done as she asked, even if he did it the wrong way. She would give him clear instructions next time she thought.

He looked at her and their eyes met. They were a soft and gentle hazel, but there was the hint of a dominant fire in them. His hair was a dark brown, almost black, and short; his face was thin, his jaw firm, and his teeth were white and slightly crooked, which she liked. She smiled and felt her pussy tingle as he grinned back. She thought his smile was beautiful, a little crooked, but handsome all the same.

He was taller than her, about six foot, a good height, she thought, and if she closed her eyes just enough, she could imagine that maybe he could use his strength to beat her in a fight.

The thought turned her on.

"Gosh, Ruby, you look stunning. Would you mind awfully if I sodomized you?" he asked, and she giggled.

Ruby liked his odd yet cute mannerisms. Generally, in her experience, boys didn't ask, and they certainly didn't say sodomize.

"Does the lord of the Manor want to fuck the cheap East End slag in her arse?" Ruby said. She deliberately used her old London accent rather than the cultivated English her schools had drilled into her.

Eddie suddenly looked unsure. He seemed almost bashful, embarrassed. That was a surprise to Ruby. But, his cock remained wonderfully hard in her hand, and she stroked it gently.

"What's the matter, Eddie?" she asked, using the learned posh English voice.

It seemed to relax him.

Eddie smiled.

Ruby felt her heart quicken, and she wondered what it was about this boy that was turning her on so much. He wasn't her usual type.

He was too...clean and nice. Which made her feel even more like the dirty slag that her father had done his best to try and educate and elevate her out of. This was hitting all of her spots.

"Was that your real voice?" he asked, tilting his head.

"It used to be," Ruby admitted speaking properly. "It comes back when I go home; but I can still switch it on when I want to."

"Oh," Eddie said. He looked as if he were going to ask her more questions.

She didn't want to get into her past--not here, not now--there wasn't time to open those boxes..

She stood and kissed him, slipping her hand free of her cuffs so she could wrap her arms around his neck. He kissed her back, and she felt his tongue in her mouth, and his hands around her waist, and then on her arse, his fingers beginning to explore the deep crack.

He moaned softly into her mouth as his fingers slid over her asshole.

"Oh God, Ruby," he moaned. "Can I..."

"Shhh," Ruby said, putting a finger to his lips. "Just do it, trust me I'm not a nice girl. I come from a long line of not nice girls."

She kissed him again, and his fingers started to probe her asshole. She wanted to push back and moan, but she kept still and didn't say anything; she didn't want to scare him off.

"Ruby, I've liked you for so long. Ever since we first met I've not been able to stop thinking about you. You're so beautiful."

Ruby blushed and smiled, a genuine smile that reached her eyes. No one had ever spoken to her like that.

"Aren't you the charmer?" she said, not knowing how else to respond. She looked away from his gaze just as his finger sank into her anus.

She bit her lip, her eyes rolled up, her knees began to buckle, and her legs to tremble. She wanted him so badly, and she wasn't sure how to go about it. She didn't know how to act to get what she wanted from this man.

"Is that okay? Am I hurting you?" he asked breathlessly.

Ruby nodded her head.

"It hurts a little, but don't stop," she whispered. "Please don't stop."

He smiled at her, a warm, genuine, affectionate smile that made her feel safe and wanted.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide, her body trembling, her pussy throbbing. This was so different from her other experiences.

"I love you, Ruby, I'm going to take care of you. I promise."

"It's not a good idea to make promises you can't keep," Ruby replied, but her voice was a whisper.

"I mean it," he said.

Ruby was about to reply when she felt his finger push in as far as he could, and then he started to slide it in and out of her ass. All she could manage to say was, "Oh god..."

He grinned and pushed his finger harder and faster.

"You're so beautiful, so sexy," he breathed.

Ruby didn't know what to say. She was enjoying this. It was so intense. She'd had anal sex several times, but that had never turned her on as much as this was doing. She'd always done it to show how much of a bad girl she was.

"Would you be so king as to use another finger," she moaned in an exaggerated posh accent.

"Really?"

"Fuck yes," Ruby gasped, this time in the exaggerated slag accent.

He pushed his second finger in almost instantly, surprising her with his roughness, and this time, she moaned. It hurt, but the pain was a pleasure, and she couldn't get enough of it.

"Yess," she cooed.

"Fuck that's hot," he breathed.

Ruby bit her lip hard.

"Cuff me again," she said, putting her hands behind her back.

"Are you sure?"

"Do it."

Ruby felt the cheap plastic handcuffs click back into place, and she closed her eyes and savoured all the sensations.

She opened her eyes and saw Eddie looking at her, his eyes full of admiration.

"Now what?"

Ruby gave him the big eyed fuck me look.

"Ass fuck me, sodomize me, like the little slag I am."

He quickly followed her instruction, and his two fingers were soon joined by a third and then a fourth.

It really hurt, but it also felt incredible. Ruby could barely think straight or remember who or where she was. It was all she could do to keep her balance. Her legs were shaking, and her heart was pounding, and those four thick fingers kept sliding in and out of her once tight asshole with ruthless force.

"Fuck me, that feels amazing," she gasped, her head swimming, her knees weak. The wet stretching sound with each thrust suddenly seemed deafening, and then there was the smell. Ruby didn't want to admit it, but the smell of her own ass being stretched out, mixed with the scent of her pussy and his body, was driving her wild.

"Fuck!" She swore, biting her lip, her whole body quivering, her eyes rolling up. "Oh fuck, oh god, I'm cumming! Fuck yes, oh god, fuck me... hold me."

And Eddie did; when she couldn't stand up anymore, he held her in place as if she weighed nothing. He pushed her back up against the wall, her handcuffed arms crushed behind her. Eddie showed no mercy and pressed his fingers as deep inside her as he could.

She looked at him wide-eyed in painful surprise; he was looking at her, but he didn't see her. At least not as a person. Something in that look made her feel like an object. It was as if he was watching porn of a hot girl being erotically destroyed.

She loved it. It was perfect.

She felt a wave of pleasure sweep over her, and then she closed her eyes and gave in.

She could feel his fingers spreading inside her, opening her up, and then his thumb pushing against her clit. It was too much; she was overwhelmed. Her legs were shaking, her body was spasming, and she was screaming. Ruby felt his hand clamp over her mouth, and then, after a moment, she felt him slip the cheap ball gag back into her mouth.

She had no idea how it happened, but the next thing she was aware, she was face down on Eddie's bed with her legs hanging over the edge, and Eddie was ass fucking her.

She had no memory of being moved or of him pushing in.

One moment she had the ball gag pushed into her mouth, and then within a blink, she was in a different position with Eddie's long length fucking in and out of her guts.

He wasn't slow, and he wasn't gentle.

"God, your ass feels so good, you dirty fucking common slag," Eddie growled above her. She sensed that he'd been talking the entire time, but she'd only just heard him.

"Such a dirty girl, taking a big cock in her," he said, his hands gripping her hand-cuffed wrists and pulling her back against him with every thrust. "You're such a dirty little East London whore. Yes, fucking take it."

She screamed into the gag, his words hitting all her buttons.

He was brutal and rough. His cock was stretching her so wide it hurt, and then he would pull out until he almost popped free and then slam back in as if he was tearing her for the first time.

"You like that, you filthy little bitch; you love having your tight little hole opened up, don't you? Dirty little whore."

She moaned and screamed and pushed back against him, her head was swimming, and her vision was blurred, but she knew one thing, she was loving this, and she was cumming hard.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Eddie moaned.

Before Ruby could respond, she'd been lifted, spun around, and he was pumping his angry slick cock in front of her face. It erupted with thick streams of white cum. She blinked as it covered her eyebrow, cheek, and the ball gag.

She moaned and pushed the cheap gag out with her tongue and then grabbed his cock with her mouth, just in time to savour the last spurt of cum.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as she tasted her ass.

Like a woman possessed, she tore her wrists apart, shattering the plastic handcuffs and brought her hands up around the base of his cock. She knocked his hands out of the way and gripped him tight enough that her knuckles turned white.

She pumped him slowly, her eyes locked onto his, her lips wrapped around the head of his cock and swallowed all of his cum

When she was satisfied that he was spent, she lifted her head off and began licking up and down the side of his cock with her tongue dragging the entire length of his shaft.

He moaned and groaned as she cleaned him, and then, without warning, his hand was lifting off her head.

"You should stop Ruby..." he said softly.

She looked up at him and pulled her lips off the tip of his dick.

There was a hurt and confused look in his eyes that Ruby didn't like the look of.

"Ruby, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

Ruby stood and put her arms around his neck, his softening dick brushing her thighs as she kissed him gently on the lips.

She pulled back and looked at him with a grin, and her well-spoken accent was back. She put a finger to his lips.

"Don't you dare spoil it. So no apologies, understood? I loved it. Next time, I'm going to get a better gag and cuffs. Real ones."

"I'm not sure there can be a next time, though, Ruby. You do know I'm kind of seeing Catherine?"

Ruby froze.

The world stopped spinning.

This wasn't happening, she told herself; it was just a dream.

"Ruby?" he said, looking concerned.

She took a step back and let go of him.

"Please tell me you aren't serious. Catherine? Why didn't you say anything? Did you say all that stuff to get me to do all that stuff? Eddie, you didn't need to lie to me. I thought you were better than this. More fool me!"

"No... no, I meant it all. I do... I do feel about you that way. I promise. I love you, Ruby. I love you, and I want to be with you, not her, you. It's just that Catherine is related to the Duchess of Glamorgan and... and my dad has all these plans for me. I thought it would be easy. You know we've never even slept together..."

Ruby shook her head.

She was angry.

She couldn't believe she'd fallen for him.

She should have known he would be too perfect. Should have known it could so easily turn to shit, like everything else did.

"Then what? You want me to be your little slut on the slide? You'll put me up with a flat in the city? Call in on some weekends? Maybe give me a nice allowance? Keep me as your dirty secret?"

Eddie looked hurt, but he didn't speak.

"Is that it? You're going to use me and throw me away. Treat me like a piece of dirt."

She looked at him, and suddenly, she couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

"You are a big hypocrite, Edward. You'll say sorry for fucking me, and act like you treat me with respect, whereas when it comes down to it when it really counts, I'm not enough."

Ruby grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed. Not bothering with privacy, she stepped into her red lace thong and pulled back on her bra.

Eddie looked away.

"It's not like that, I promise. I can't get out of my father's plans, and it's not like that. You don't know the pressure I'm under. Catherine is so... boring and vanilla. I can't. I don't love her. I can't."

Ruby glared at him; she wanted to hit him.

"But you can say you love me, even though you know you're going to fuck me over and go and be with her. You're a hypocrite. A lying, selfish, hypocritical, posh wanker."

Ruby didn't give him the chance to respond. She tore the ball gag over her head, threw it at him, and left.

As she stormed down the stairs and through the empty and echoing hallways, she couldn't help but wonder what her life had become.

This wasn't her.

None of this was.

But who was she?

The only legitimate daughter of an ageing east-end gangster, or the privately educated well-to-do lady, or the cheap and nasty side tart of some rich twat?

Who was Ruby?

She didn't have a fucking clue.

Her heart was broken, her asshole felt raw, and her ego shattered.

She'd fallen in love and had her heart broken.

***

"Do you want me to have a word with him?" Carter asked, as he finishing chewing on a mouthful of flakey pastry and then dabbed at the corner of his mouth with a paper napkin.

Ron Carter must have been almost fifty, yet he was still the strongest and fittest man Ruby knew. Despite spending the last ten years as her minder, he was still in the same shape he had been when he'd been one of her father's trusted enforcers.

After Carter had served an unfairly long prison sentence and not talked, he'd been rewarded with an interest in a profitable, legitimate business and the task of minding Ruby.

Her father had said that Ron Carter was the best there was and the best there would ever be, and Ruby believed him.

Ruby was fond of Carter. It had been eight years since she had worked out that he was looking out for her, and they'd become close. Perhaps not close enough to be friends; there was too much respect between them for that, but they trusted each other.

"No, no, it's stupid. Sorry, ignore this, you haven't seen anything" Ruby said, dabbing at her eyes with a paper napkin. She hated herself for crying but couldn't stop herself.

"Don't be daft. It's not stupid. If he's hurt you or upset you. I'll fuck him up," Carter said, taking a sip from his tea.

"It's not like that, and no, no. He didn't upset me, I upset myself. I promise. I don't want you to hurt him. Promise me."

Carter shrugged and took another bite of pasty, showering the table with crumbs.

"Alright, but I'd do it, you know. For you, if you ask me too. He'd have a broken arm by now if it was the old days."

Ruby smiled through her tears.

She loved Carter's brutal honesty.

"It isn't the old days, though, is it? Remember, I'm supposed to be playing it straight."

"Aye, I suppose so," Carter said, a small smile on his lips.

"What are you smiling about?" Ruby asked.

"Oh, nothing. It's just I've known you for so long, and I've heard you swear and seen you get pissed, but I've never seen you crying over a guy before."

"You aren't too big to punch in the face, you know," Ruby growled with a small smile.

"What happened to play it straight?" Carter asked.

It was then that the phone on the counter rang. Ruby watched as the man working the counter answered it; he listened for a few moments.

"Is there a Carter in here?" the counterman called out.

Carter looked around, sensing it was safe. He got to his feet, walked to the counter, and answered it.

"Carter," he said, answering it. Carter listened in silence and didn't say anything before hanging up.

He shovelled the last of his pasty in his mouth.

"Your dad and brothers want to see you in town."

"Now?" Ruby asked, looking at herself up and down. She smelt of sex, the wrong kind of sex, and her outfit was more fuck-me-date-night than look-what-all-your-money-has-brought-you-daddy.

"We can get you changed first," Carter nodded.

Ruby rolled her eyes and took a deep breath.

"The white suit or the black one?" Ruby asked.

"White."

Ruby sighed; it was time to play the role of the good daughter.

***

Ruby followed Carter through the dark and gloomy club. The walls were lined with a collection of antique firearms, the bar top was made of polished wood, and behind the bar, there was a collection of expensive single malts, each bottle carefully illuminated by a spotlight. She knew leaving the lights on would have annoyed his father; it wasn't a good sign that everyone had been too distracted to turn them off.

Her father's office was in the back of the club. The room occupied the entire ground floor of the terraced house behind the club. Legend had it that the house had been owned by people who complained about the noise from the club. Rather than reduce the noise, her father had brought the home at a price vastly under market rate, then turned the downstairs into an office and the upstairs into a flat for his mistress of the month.

A man who could have been Carter's older and bigger brother was sitting in a small chair in front of the door, reading a small paperback book. It was called "How we change the world."

The man looked up and nodded at Carter. Carter nodded back.

Then Carter reached forward and opened the door for Ruby.

Ruby, too nervous to thank you, entered her first family summons.

The room was almost exactly as she had expected. A large, solid oak desk was covered in piles of paperwork, an oversized leather chair, and a bank of three phones set up in the far corner.

"Ah, good; you are here," her father said; he was perched on the front of his desk.

Her brother was sitting to his left, and three members of her father's inner circle lounged in armchairs around the room.

Ruby made eye contact with her brother and smiled; he nodded in return.

"Sit down," her father said, waving her towards the empty chair.

Ruby did as she was told and sat, her hands folded neatly in her lap. The white suit was tighter than it ought to have been, but she kept it buttoned up and tried to look confident.

"Ruby, there is some heat on your brother and me from more than one angle. We need to leave the country for a while, hopefully not too long. You are going to hold the fort whilst we're gone," her father said.

Ruby swallowed hard.

"Not a problem," she said, her voice sounding far weaker than she'd hoped. "However, I thought you didn't want me involved in this side of business."

"There isn't anyone else. Everything should keep running as planned, but we need you to be our eyes and ears Make it look like the family is in charge. We'll tell people we are looking into expanding into some new opportunities."

"Again, not a problem, but I need more information. What's happening? What's this issue?" Ruby asked.

"A detective by the name of Fisher, what we thought was in our pocket has gone rogue and is causing problems. Word has gotten around, and some other firms are moving in. We lost two of the London clubs last night. We've got our people out tonight, so we won't lose any more. But, if we leave without anyone from the family in charge, those firms will move in even faster. And more importantly, you are clean, no one has got anything on you. You aren't a face, nothing will stick."

"The greedy bastard," her brother muttered.

"This is naughty, any idea which firms?" Ruby asked.

"Could be the Riley's or the Fontain's, probably all of them," her father asked.

"And what kind of trouble is this Fisher causing?"

Her father smiled, he was impressed, "Nothing overt, we just get the sense that we aren't as protected as we used to be." her father said to Ruby. Then he turned to Carter, "We'll be at the villa in Tenerife; it's the same number."

"What are the chances any firms will come after her?" Carter asked, indicating Ruby with his head.

"That's where you come in. Time to get your hands dirty again sunshine."

Carter nodded in agreement, and Ruby was sure a half-smile was on her minder's face.

***

It was daylight when Carter pulled the car outside her modern apartment block. Her eyes stung, she needed to get some sleep.

The days lectures would have to cope without her.

"So, you're going to do this?" Carter said, as if he'd finally found the right words to say something he'd been thinking about all journey.

"Why wouldn't I?" Rosie said with curiosity laden in her voice.

Carter looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"It's in my blood, I've grown up around it, I have an idea of what I'll do. I know it's not going to be easy, but I'll do my best. That is the burden of being a Sinclair, even a girl Sinclair."

She was suddenly aware of a figure sitting on her doorstep, waiting.

Carter had already seen him and had gotten out of the car and was approaching with his hands in his pocket. Ruby wondered if Carter was now "tooled up".

"Alright, mate, Fuck off, whoever you are," Carter said.

"I'm sorry," came a voice that Ruby instantly recognised.

"Eddie, what are you doing here so late?" Ruby asked in surprise.

She was too tired to be upset or annoyed, she had a lot of things on her mind.

"I've been here all night, waiting for you," Eddie said.

"You have?" Ruby said, wishing her heart would calm down.

"Who is this?" Carter asked.

"Ron Carter, meet Edward Bainbridge. He's the son of a Lord, a twat, and a liar. Eddie, this is Carter; he protects me from twats and liars."

Eddie looked up, and his eyes widened as if he was seeing Carter for the first time.

"Now look here, I was hoping to explain," Eddie began.

"This is the one, huh?" Carter asked. Beginning to roll up his sleeves.

Ruby put a hand on Carter's arm and pushed him gently backwards.

It was enough; Carter stopped advancing and let his arms hang at his side.

"What did you wait all night to tell me then?" Ruby asked, putting a hand on her hip.

***

She'd invited him up, and now they were standing awkwardly in her lounge. Carter was making them both a cup of tea in her kitchen and eyeballing them none too subtly.

Ruby was annoyed at how much being close to Eddie excited her. She had too much going on to be distracted by Eddie, yet being close to him thrilled her in a way she couldn't comprehend.

She didn't want to like him; she didn't want him to matter, but he did, and she found it irritating.

"Ruby, I meant those things I said. I really, really like you. I have for the longest time. You are sexy, beautiful, and hot, and I love your confidence."

Ruby held up her hand.

"That suit looks great on you; I've not seen you in a suit before," Eddie said, changing direction.

"Very touching. Look, Eddie, I get it, and thanks. But this is how it is, right. You have a girlfriend, which, by the way, you should have told me before, not after, so let's just leave it, shall we? Before we waste any more time."

Eddie shook his head.

"But what if I wasn't with Catherine?"

Ruby felt her stomach leap, but she fought the feelings..

"Well then, that would be a different conversation. But listen, Eddie, I won't beg you to leave Catherine for me. It's on you. If you like me, leave her; if not, go home."

Ruby took a long breath.

" It doesn't matter anyway because I've got to go to London for a month or so anyway. So you've got a while to think about it."

Eddie blinked a couple of times and looked at her in surprise.

"But your assessments and final show are coming up; you can't just leave."

"It's a family thing," Ruby said with a wave of her hand. "I imagine you know all about that sort of thing."

Carter handed her then Eddie a cup of tea and raised an eyebrow.

Ruby glared back, and Carter returned to the kitchen.

"Well, that's not fair. It's not fair on you, and it's not fair on your family. Why do you have to go? I'm sure if you talk to them, they'll understand."

Ruby laughed.

"You clearly haven't met my family. It's a family obligation," Ruby said softly.

Eddie frowned.

Ruby summoned up all the strength she had.

"Look, Eddie, just go, okay. Maybe I'll call you when I get back, and then we can see where things are."

"Can you at least tell me where you'll be?"

Ruby sighed and she rubbed the top of her nose.

"Soho, probably, a club called Knight's or Romeo's. Look, I don't want to hurt you, Eddie, but you need to leave. No matter how much I like you, I'm not going to be your bit on the side or your slut. I'm worth more than that."

Eddie looked crushed.

He turned and left without another word.

When he'd gone, Ruby collapsed onto the sofa and stared into space. She badly needed to sleep.

Carter sat next to her.

"He seems like a nice kid."

"Mmm," Ruby replied, unsure.

"So what's the plan, boss?"

Ruby laughed.

"Sleep. Lots of sleep."

***

"I think we've finally got a lead for Fisher. I just had a call from one of the clubs. Fisher is in with a tart... Sorry, I mean woman, someone, not his wife."

Ruby was sitting behind her father's desk, trying to make head and tail of the payroll and who was owed what. Opposite her was the old accountant, and in the corner of the room lazed Carter, who appeared to be reading a paper but who Ruby knew was listening to every word.

The newcomer who had spoken was standing in the doorway to the office. He was technically the manager of Knight's, but he also served as sort of a central switchboard for the family operation.

"Finally! Great, get them to keep him busy there; give him a couple of bottles of Moet, and we'll be down there as soon as we can."

Ruby had to admit she was getting a kick out of giving the orders.

It wasn't an ego boost, just a realization that she had power. She wasn't stupid; she knew her power was only an illusion. She was only a tiny cog, but she was still the cog, turning all the wheels, and she knew that sometimes the tiny cog did all the work.

Carter put his paper down and stood.

"You going to carry?" he asked looking at the gun safe.

Ruby shook her head, "No, that's what you are for."

Carter shrugged and followed her out of the office.

***

"Do yourself a favour and fuck off, Ron; walk away and let us take her, enjoy your retirement," the man with the shotgun snarled at Carter.

There were two of them. They'd been waiting. They'd emerged from either side of the entrance to Knights as soon as Ruby and Carter had stepped out into the night.

Ruby had found herself staring down the bright twin metallic barrels of a sawn-off shotgun, which were partially hidden under the coat of one of the men.

The two men were small, and the best word that Ruby could think of for them was ratty. If you put both men together, she doubted they'd have occupied the same mass as Carter.

"Shooters? On the street in broad daylight? Now this is very naughty," Ruby said.

Ruby wasn't scared; she was indignant. Indignant that someone was pointing a gun at her and even more indignant that these people thought Carter would leave her.

Ruby turned her attention to the second man, who had a pistol tucked into the waistband of his trousers.

He looked more nervous than his friend, and his hands were shaking.

Ruby was suddenly aware that Carter was chuckling.

"Shut up, man. Shut your face before we shut it for you," the man with the shotgun said, unable to hide his nerves in his voice.

Carter didn't seem to care.

Carter took a step forward, and the man with the shotgun stepped back.

The action happened fast.

Ruby was aware of Carter lunging forward. then the window of the car next to them shattered, at the same time there was a deafening explosion. Suddenly the shotgun was in Carter's hands, and the butt of it smashed into the former shotgun owner's face.

The man must have fired just as Carter snatched up the barrel and tore it from the man's hands with his brute force.

Ruby was aware that the man's face had become a bloody mess, then she turned to the man with the gun in his waistband. He was trying to pull it free.

He made eye contact with her an instant later. Suprise and horror showed on the man's face.

Which was when Ruby kicked him hard in the balls.

The man dropped like a sack of shit.

Ruby kicked him hard in the head, scuffing her black patent heels at the same time.

Carter bent and grabbed the pistol from the man's belt and pocketed it.

Ruby watched the men groaning, one clutching his balls, the other his broken nose from which blood pouring out onto the pavement.

She didn't feel sympathy. Whoever these guys were, they asked for it.

Suddenly, the doormen of her club, who had been nowhere, were outside and looking to get involved.

"Lock these two up til I get back and find out where they came from," Carter barked.

***

"Is Fisher still here?" Carter demanded of the manager of Romeo's, the nightclub that had called earlier.

The concierge looked shocked to see Ruby and Carter arriving. It was as if they were the last person he expected to see. But, that didn't stop his eyes from taking a deep, disrespectful look at Ruby's cleavage, which was also unusual. Her father's men usually knew that looking at her in that way was off-limits.

Luckily for the concierge, Carter didn't notice.

"Wh... what? I mean, yes, yes he is, but he's got company."

"A young girl, right?" Ruby said.

"Yes, but also, the Riley brothers are with him," the Concierge said, clearly knowing that his words weren't going to be well received.

"What the fuck are they doing in one of our clubs?" Carter snapped.

"They came in with Fisher, and I told the guys at Knights. I swear."

Ruby knew that the Riley brothers were one of the main rivals to her family's interests in the clubs of Soho and that they should have known well enough to keep out of their clubs.

"This isn't good," Carter said under his breath, pulling Ruby aside. "We shouldn't be here, this is a trap."

Ruby patted Carter's arm.

"The trap was outside the club; they clearly thought I'd be tied up in the back of a van by now. Besides, we can't run now; we have to face this down; otherwise, we'll lose everything. I've been trying to talk to Fisher for a week; at least now we've got him."

Ruby nodded at the Concierge.

"Get Fisher and the Riley boys drinks on the house," she said.

"The Riley brothers?" the concierge gulped.

"You heard her," Carter growled.

"Carter, find out who the girl with Fisher is; I want to know everything you can dig up; I want us to own her by morning," Ruby said.

Carter made a move towards the VIP section, but Ruby stopped him.

"Find out about the girl first, I'll go and speak to Fisher and the brothers."

"Alone?" Carter asked.

"Yeah, I have to act like this is my club, and I don't have a worry in the world. How do I look?"

Carter took a step back and looked Ruby up and down.

Her hair was curled and styled in loose waves that cascaded over her tailor-cut black suit jacket. Under the jacket, she wore just an expensive purple push-up bra that lifted and pushed her ample cleavage together; her areola was barely covered.

The matching skirt was so short and tight that Ruby could barely sit down, and when she did, she showed off her shapely tanned legs in their entirety.

Her heels were high and polished. Which had the effect of making her legs look longer and more toned and making her arse just out in a way that made men not think straight.

Ruby thought of it as an incredibly sexy but off-limits look, and it took work to pull off.

"Perfect," Carter nodded. "Like you don't have a care in the world."

"Okay, wish me luck. I'm going to do this then," Ruby said, clenching her fists and taking a deep breath. "Keep an eye on me, though, in case."

***

"Well, who'd have thought little Ruby Sinclair would grow up to be such a sexy little bitch," Jack Riley said, eyeing Ruby up and down with a look that gave away all his intentions.

Jack Riley was a handsome man in his early forties, he was dressed in an expensive suit that was tailored perfectly and hugged his muscular body.

His look told Ruby exactly how little respect he had for her. He'd learn soon enough, Ruby told herself.

"Hello, boys, enjoying the VIP champagne are we? It's nice of you to come and visit. Are you interested in seeing how it should be done?" Ruby said, sitting in the seat next to Fisher, crossing her legs slowly and seductively.

"You could say that," Fisher said, smiling at her, his eyes hungrily running up and down her exposed leg and her breasts. "You are Ruby Sinclair?"

"That's right, I've been trying to meet with you for two weeks," Ruby said, "Apparently, no one knows how to find you. Which is unusual."

Jack Riley snorted.

"This is a nice little club, very profitable too, I bet," Jack Riley said.

"Profitable enough for you to afford the rest of your skirt," Benny Riley, Jack's brother, joked.

No one laughed.

"And what do you do then, Ruby?" Fisher asked, his eyes lingering on her chest.

"University mostly, I'm sort of on a internship at the moment. You know, just taking a short break from my studies to help the family out," Ruby said with a casual smile.

Jack Riley laughed and leaned across the table, his hands clasped together.

"Oh, I get it. You are the poor little rich girl, sent away to boarding school and now home to hold the fort whilst everyone hides in the sun?"

"Something like that," Ruby said, feeling her temper rising.

"How are you still paying people? Did you have to suck a few dicks?" Jack asked, the grin on his face huge.

"Probably less than you've had to do," Ruby countered.

Benny laughed, and a rage the likes of that she'd never seen washed over Jack's face.

Jack looked at Benny, and Benny shut up.

"I'd be careful, little girl," Jack growled. "I'd hate to have to fuck the fight out of you. Or are you into that sort of thing? Is that why your dad sent you here? You're a little whore, aren't you? Look at those tits; of course, you are, just like your mother was."

Ruby smiled sweetly. Though deep down, her heart was racing, and her stomach was twisting in impotent rage.

"Jack, I'll give you one pass. But you need to watch yourself, and you are going to have to stop talking about my family like that."

Jack laughed, and Benny joined in.

Fisher stayed quiet and still.

"Oh, little girl, do you have any idea who you are dealing with? You aren't some princess. You are the daughter of a thug and a whore. Your dad is hiding in the sun, and your brothers are nowhere to be found, so now you are alone, and no one is coming to save you," Jack said.

"No one is ever coming to save you," Benny said softly, leaning forward.

"Are you threatening me? That's not very nice." Ruby said, her heart thundering. "By the way, is Mr Fisher here aware that you used him as bait to try and snatch me off the street earlier? Did you know I have them and will ask be asking them questions later?"

Fisher looked up at Jack in surprise.

"What is she talking about?" Fisher said, looking confused.

Jack glared at Ruby; his eyes were full of anger.

"Don't you worry about her, Fisher; she's just a nobody. She's not going to be missed. If she were important, she'd be in the sun with the others.

Jack stood and took a step towards Ruby.

Ruby froze, suddenly scared.

Jack grabbed her hair and pulled her up onto her feet.

Pain lanced through her head, and her scalp burned.

Her mouth was dry.

"Little girls shouldn't play at games they don't understand; little girls should be seen and not heard."

Then he undid the button of her suit jacket so that the whole table could see her purple push-up bra packed with her tits.

For the briefest of moments, Ruby's panicked eyes made contact with the young girl who was with Fisher, and she saw pity in them. The girl felt sorry for her.

Ruby tried to bat Jack's hand away, but he smacked hers away.

He then grabbed the centre of her expensive bra and yanked it down, her tits then exposed to the table. Her areola dimpled, and her nipples hardened instantly.

Ruby couldn't stop herself crying out in a combination of pain and shock.

"Now, isn't that better?" Jack said, looking at the table.

Benny leered.

"Now you listen, I'm not going to fuck you here, not with the whole club watching, but when we've got what we want, I will do, and when I do, it's going to hurt."

Jack released her, and she stepped backwards; her legs were shaking, and she was breathing hard.

She was embarrassed and humiliated. Her fingers shook as she tried to re-button her jacket.

The Rileys laughed.

"Get the fuck out of my club before I let the doormen kick your ass," Ruby said, her voice shaking with rage.

Jack smiled at her.

"Oh, don't worry about them; we've already paid them off, haven't we?" Jack said, looking at Fisher.

"One way or other," Fisher said.

"No one is coming to help you," Benny said.

Ruby looked up at Jack; she wanted him to hurt; she wanted to kill him.

She glanced across the club and was aware of Carter approaching her.

She didn't want him to get involved, and she didn't want him to be rescue her. Not yet. She subtly lifted a finger to halt his progress.

She could handle this.

"What do they have on you, Fisher?" Ruby asked, ignoring Jack and Benny.

"None of your business," Fisher snapped.

"I'm not going to forget this. Neither is my father."

"Are you threatening a police officer?" Fisher asked in a low voice.

Jack and Benny laughed, and Ruby felt the anger inside her begin to boil.

"Of course not, Officer. But, would you have any issue with us threatening these two?" Ruby said, waving a hand over the two of them.

Benny went silent, and Jack scowled.

"Exactly how are you going to threaten us?" Jack scoffed. You clearly have no idea how alone you are right now."

Ruby looked around the room and she knew he was right. She saw Carter, and then she saw the bouncers--all four of them, one on each corner, each one looking at Carter. She had no doubt that Carter could take them, but it would be messy. Ruby wanted to know why the bouncers had turned on her; she hoped there would be time later to find out. Her eyes were just returning to Jack when she saw a face she recognised and stopped dead.

Eddie.

Edward Bainbridge was at a table with three other friends. Ruby vaguely recognised them as his Officer Training Core friends. Ruby first thought she was pleased to see him, her heart surging. Then she began to worry that he was about to get caught up in something, and she started to get annoyed at why he was in her club.

Jack had followed his eyes, Benny looked too, and then finally Fisher looked. Which was when Eddie waved at Ruby, linking them.

Ruby looked back just as she saw the colour drain out of Fisher's face. It only took a second for Ruby to realise that they didn't see Eddie and his army training friends; they saw four big young guys that they weren't expecting to see. This meant the odds had changed, making whatever was about to happen even more messy.

"This is not what you promised, Jack," Fisher muttered unhappily. "I said nothing public."

"Shut your face," Jack snapped.

Jack took a step towards her, and Ruby realised the moment had come.

Ruby reached out and grabbed Fisher by the front of his shirt, hard enough to pull him off balance, then she slapped him so hard that his head whipped around.

She let go of his shirt and stepped backwards.

Fisher and Benny stepped upwards, and Jack's head locked back around. He had blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were a furious flame.

Which was when Ruby became aware that she wasn't alone. She had Carter on one side of her and Eddie on the other. Both towering over her.

"I think you've outstayed your welcome, boys," Ruby said to Jack and Bobby, placing her hands on her hip.

"Do you have any idea who I am?" Jack snarled, his face a picture of fury.

"Yes, I know exactly what you are... and you are in MY club, so please, Fuck. Off. And take that shit stain with you," Ruby said, pointing at Benny.

Jack took a step towards her, but Benny's hand gripped his arm.

"Not now, leave it," Benny hissed.

Jack nodded and then glared at Ruby.

"You've made a big mistake, little girl," Jack snarled. Then he turned and left, leaving the booth occupied by Fisher and the young-looking girl.

Suddenly, the manager, who had been absent the entire time, appeared to the side of Carter.

"Your office, NOW," Ruby snarled at the manager. Then she pointed at Eddie, "Sit back in your booth and wait for me."

"Sorry for the interruption, Detective Fisher; I'll arrange some more drinks for you on the house," Ruby said with a shit-eating smile, then added with more menace, "I'll catch up with you in the next couple of days."

***

"What the fuck are you doing here, Eddie?" Ruby said forty-five minutes later.

She sat at the table to the side of the one where Eddie's friends were sitting; she wanted to be alone with him.

"In London or in this club?"

"Both," Ruby asked.

"To see you?" Eddie asked.

"Really? Why did you really come? Don't lie," she was still angry and she clenched her fists.

"I'm not, honest. I came here to see you. I missed you. Is this really your club? This is lovely."

"Eddie, you have no idea what you have walked into. It's not safe for you here. I'm in the middle of trying to deal with something--something that I don't want you caught up in."

"What are you talking about? You are a fashion student, Ruby."

Ruby sighed and put her hands on the table.

"My dad is kind of a big name around here. He's had his hand in a lot of things but has had to go abroad. So now I'm kind of stuck here on my own, with my hands in a lot of things. These guys are dangerous. One of them is a detective, and I'm working it out, but I can't be looking out for you as well."

Eddie leaned across the table and took her hand.

"I can look after myself. You don't need to worry about me; I want to help you."

Ruby sighed; it was nice to have Eddie here.

"You don't want to risk getting caught up in any of this."

It was then that Carter slid himself into the table. He nodded a greeting at Eddie.

"Okay, about half of our guys were no longer our guys," Carter said.

"Were?"

"They are either back with us or not going to be working for anyone for a while."

Ruby nodded, "And the manager?"

"He's okay for the moment, but he's not solid. We'll need to recruit a replacement in the long term."

"Okay, sound out his deputy, see if he's interested. And Fisher?"

Carter looked at Eddie with a questioning look.

"He's on the level," Ruby said, and Carter nodded.

"The brothers have something on him. The girl is one of theirs, but I don't know much about her yet. I'll know more tomorrow."

"He's the key to all this; no way that those dicks would be walking around here claiming territory on our manor if they didn't have him in their pocket," Ruby said.

"I agree," Carter said.

"Also, those two guys that we have in the club, the ones that tried to take us on the street?"

Carter tilted his head.

"Get them roughed up a bit, then let them go with a ton in their pockets for the inconvenience."

Carter smiled and nodded.

"On it."

"Thank you," Ruby said, then stretched and yawned.

Ruby remembered the effect of her bra and jacket when she looked back at Eddie; his eyes were almost popping out of his head.

She smiled at him.

"You need to go somewhere safe," Carter said to Ruby, "And get sleep."

"Somewhere that they won't look for you."

"I don't want to go into hiding; I don't want them to think I'm running."

"It's non-negotiable. I can't watch you if I'm chasing down the leads, and they'll know where your family houses are. It's not like your dad kept them secret."

Ruby's shoulders slumped, and she looked up at the ceiling.

"May I make a suggestion?" Eddie interrupted.

Carter and Ruby both looked at Eddie.

"What?"

"I've got the keys to my father's flat in Knightsbridge. The one he uses when he's sitting in the House of Lords. It's been in the family years. He doesn't even claim it for expenses."

Ruby and Carter looked at each other and then back at Eddie.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Ruby began, thinking of being alone with Eddie.

"It's perfect," Carter said. "They wouldn't dare make a move on you in Knightsbridge. And the Rileys would have no idea to look for you there."

"I'm not so sure," Ruby said, biting her lip. She didn't like the idea of her two worlds colliding, she didn't like the idea of putting Eddie in danger, and she especially did not relish the thought of being alone with him.

Except that was not true; she did very much relish the thought of being alone with him and having him inside her.

"I won't let you down," Eddie said.

Ruby stared at him, and then Carter.

Ruby knew she'd lost.

"Fine, let's go," Ruby said, standing.

***

"Now what?" Ruby said as Eddie deadbolted the heavy door to the upstairs apartment.

She stood in the lounge of a room that looked like it had been state-of-the-art in the 1960s and had been classically modernised since then to give it some inherited class.

"We get comfortable," Eddie said, as he somehow closed the distance between them and opened the button to Ruby's jacket before she even realised. His hand snaked inside and groped one of her heavy tits.

"Fuck, not now, Eddie," Ruby hissed, twisting away and backing off him. "Your timing is terrible."

He looked hurt. Then he smiled.

"You look incredible, breathtakingly so," Eddie said, moving forward and grabbing her jacket and sliding it back off her shoulders so that her shoulders were just covered by the purple satin bra straps.

"You are aware that you can't just have me?" Ruby said, pushing him away.

"Can't I?" Eddie said.

His hand ran from her knee up the outside of her thigh and lifted up her short skirt so that it was over her waist, exposing her tiny matching purple panties.

"Where did you get this confidence from Eddie?" Ruby asked, tilting her head and looking at him.

Then, she put her hands on top of his, stopping them from moving any further.

"You," Eddie replied, his eyes not looking into hers, instead looking down at her chest.

"And what do you mean by that?" Ruby asked, curious, her body thrumming with excitement.

"Well, it's rather a large ego boost to have had my way with a real-life gangster whilst she handcuffed and my prisoner."

"Really? Is it now?" Ruby asked, amused, her mind flashing back to how she had lost her mind whilst he fucked her; that seemed like an age ago now.

"And I've not been able to stop thinking about you since."

"Your timing is terrible, Eddie," Ruby sighed. "I'm in the middle of a fucking gang war, and our top bent police officer seems to have changed bloody side, and you want to go for round two?"

Eddie grinned and then kissed her neck.

"I don't know, it felt like my timing was pretty good back at your club," Eddie countered.

Ruby moaned as he kissed her neck.

"I was almost kidnapped off the street tonight. I could have been already dead," Ruby said.

Eddie kissed her cheek.

"But you aren't," Eddie replied. "And this will take your mind off it, and then you'll be able to deal with it all tomorrow.

Ruby laughed, and then Eddie's hand found her wet pussy, his finger rubbing against her clit through her panties.

"You are aware that this doesn't solve anything?" Ruby moaned, her knees buckling as pleasure shot through her.

Eddie didn't reply; he smiled in triumph as his fingers continued to massage her wetness, and then his fingers pulled the material of her panties to the side.

"Don't," Ruby groaned, though her hips pushed towards his fingers.

"Why?" Eddie asked.

"Despite what you might think Edward, I'm not easy," Ruby said, her eyes closing and her fingers digging into his muscular arms.

"That's not what you said before," Eddie said, his fingers finding her entrance and beginning to sink inwards.

"Is there a bedroom here?" Ruby moaned.

***

This time, they used his tie to secure her wrists together and then his belt to tie her wrists to one of the corner posts of the four-poster bed.

They had been in such a rush that Ruby's bra, skirt and panties were all still on her, albeit sidelined and pushed aside.

The house clearly hadn't been expecting guests, as the bed wasn't even made, and Ruby found herself twisting and turning on a bare mattress that must have been older than her. It transpired Eddie was really fucking good at eating her cunt. It had taken him less than ten minutes to make her cum and she was closely approaching her second tongue-delivered orgasm.

Ruby tried to move her hands, to grip the back of his head, and press him against her. The sudden tugging at her wrists reminded her she was tied and helpless.

"Oh, God," Ruby groaned as the second orgasm washed over her and her juices pumped into his mouth, driven by her spasming cunt.

"Fuuuuck," Eddie groaned.

Eddie didn't stop lapping at her clit; he was like a man possessed. The second orgasm was so intense it became too much.

"Stop, stop, Eddie," Ruby moaned out as her hips bucked and twisted in a vain attempt to gain some control.

Eddie didn't. Instead, his fingers gripped her thighs, holding her firmly and tightly against his face, his tongue continuing to flicker over her clit.

It was then that Eddie added a finger, sliding it inside her.

"Eddie," Ruby whined before she lost the ability to speak as the second orgasm merged seamlessly into a third that was somehow even more powerful.

Ruby twisted and turned and pulled so hard against the tie holding her wrists that they started to hurt, which made her feel more trapped and powerless, which made the orgasm even more potent.

Ruby became aware that he'd stopped, and as the last waves of pleasure drifted through her body, she felt him turn her hips so that she was on her side.

"Ruby, your arse is incredible," Eddie said, his hands sliding over her plump buttocks.

He sounded a million miles away like he was lost in a daydream.

"So perfectly round, yet soft, and your skin is perfect, like a classical pre-raphaelite painting. It's almost angelic, it's an arse that people would fight wars over."

Ruby didn't interrupt; she was trying to recover from the orgasm; no one had ever spoken about her like this.

"It's matches your breasts, so full, yet it has an innocence that they don't have. And yet, your underwear, pulled to the side like this, the juxtaposition of your naked arse cheeks and your small little slutty panties. That makes your arse more erotic. It makes it dirty. Like you are a naughty schoolgirl. Or a whore, it makes me want to sodomize you, to claim you, to dominate you, to make you mine. Yet you are so powerful; I saw a new you today that makes me wonder if I even know who you are and what you are capable of. And yet, you are so vulnerable right now; I want to fuck your arse, and I want to dominate you."

Ruby could feel his hand gently stroking her buttocks as he spoke.

She didn't say anything but closed her eyes and savoured his words.

Eddie slapped her ass, and Ruby yelped.

Eddie smacked her other cheek, and she yelped again.

Ruby felt the burn in her arse cheeks, and she bit her lip and savoured it.

"Not so perfect now," he said, sliding his hands over her burning skin.

"Fuck me, Eddie, Fuck me and don't stop until you have ruined me," Ruby moaned.

She could feel his fingers slide over her clit, then his fingers push into her cunt. She was so wet.

All of a sudden, those wet fingers were over her mouth. She could smell her cunt, she could almost taste herself. He was silencing her.

"You are a noisy, foul-mouthed strumpet, aren't you?" he said, his big eyes looking down at her. His other hand stroked her cheek.

She glared at him theatrically.

"But who are you? Gangland boss? Fashion Student? East-End Slag? Well-spoken Private schoolgirl? My dirty anal whore? Who are you, Ruby?"

"Mmmgghhhff." Ruby moaned into his hand.

He moved his hand, and she spat up at him defiantly. It didn't hit him but landed off to the side. He smiled at her and then opened her mouth; she didn't resist. Then, he slowly let a long line of saliva fall from her open mouth. It hit her tongue and merged with her own.

She swallowed it and leaned into the feeling of being owned, of being treated like a thing; it made her so hot. She felt like one of the whores she was currently making money from.

He was a new Eddie, someone who would be able to keep her interested. He was a new man. She felt pleased that he was learning what she wanted; in fact, they were learning together.

"Gag me," she moaned. "Shut my dirty mouth."

Eddie looked at her for a moment; she could see him thinking. Then, without another word, he lifted himself off her and deftly slipped her underwear from her. Then he balled them up and pushed them into her mouth.

Ruby moaned and nodded as the taste of her own cunt and asshole filled her mouth; without even thinking about it, she sucked on her panties and moaned long and hard.

She hadn't even finished moaning when Eddie rolled her onto her hip and slid in behind her.

She realised he was going to ignore her cunt again and fuck her asshole. She moaned even harder into the panties.

His hands found her hair, he pulled her head backwards, and his mouth was at her ear.

"Ruby, I don't care what you are, right now, I'm going to sodomize you until I cum, and you are going to be gagged the entire time with your filthy whore underwear," Eddie said.

Ruby was already pushing her ass backwards at him, her head in an uncomfortable position, his grip on her hair tight.

Then he was there, the thick bulbous head of his cock pressing at her asshole.

She bit down around the panties in anticipation, unable to stop herself clenching in defence as he pressed into her.

Her hands twisted at the tie holding them, her toes curled.

"Oh, god, your arse is so tight," Eddie moaned.

"Nmmmmffff."

Eddie kept pushing into her, and she pushed back against the pain. The harder she pushed, the more it burned, but she was determined, and she kept going until her delicate ring stretched and then suddenly popped around his fat head.

Ruby screamed loudly into her panties, and her hips bucked in front of him.

Eddie's hands gripped her waist.

"Oh fucking hell, you are mine, Ruby," he moaned. "I fucking win."

Ruby felt herself being penetrated further and further. Her arse stretched and burned around his fat shaft.

It got too much, and she stopped pushing back. Instead she gasped for air, her mouth and eyes were wide open, but Eddie didn't stop.

He was relentless, and his pace never slackened. Ruby realised she couldn't have stopped him if she tried; her bound wrists were useless, she couldn't get any purchase, and her hips were held up by his big hands. She was helpless, and she was just his fuck hole. That did it for her.

"Mnnggghhh," she moaned out as her mind took her towards the orgasm that was now inevitable.

"You are going to cum, aren't you? You are incredible," he moaned. Then he reached around her and grabbed her tit, squeezing hard and pinching her nipple.

Ruby's body bucked again, and the sensation of her tit being squeezed and pinched, combined with the feeling of her ass being violated, drove her over the edge.

Her body was devastated by the crushing orgasm that ripped through her, stripping all her sensations and leaving a vacuum behind. After that, she was just aware that she was being ass fucked; that was the only thought she could manage.

The waves were only just subsiding when Ruby was aware that he was no longer inside her ass.

She could do nothing as her expensive panties were being pulled from her mouth, and Eddie's big wide cock was being thrust into her mouth in their place.

"Oh god, fuck, I'm sorry, Ruby," he moaned as her lips closed around his shaft.

She had a moment where she could taste everything, his pre-cum, her sweat, and her arse; it was a mixture of sour and salt and bitter and the worst part of herself. She had a brief instant of pure, intense humiliation as her brain judged her and her cunt spasmed.

Then the first shot of his hot sticky seed flooded into her mouth, and she was choking on his cock and cum. And doing her best to swallow it down.

***

"I shouldn't have done that," Eddie said as he lay next to her, softly stroking her side.

Ruby, now freed, rolled to her side and stroked his cheek.

"Shhh," she said, "don't apologise, don't spoil it, I needed that more than you'll ever know. Thank you."

Then she kissed him gently on the lips.

He smiled and kissed her back, but she could see he was still uneasy.

"How much trouble are you in?" he asked.

"Nothing I can't handle," she said, nuzzling her head onto his chest. She felt his hands stroke through her hair.

"I want to help," he said.

"You already have," she said sleepily.

The truth was that she was unsure of what to do next. She had to try and protect everything all on her own. Her whole life was in danger, and her dad was gone. She felt a sudden longing to run away with Eddie, but she knew she couldn't; that wasn't an option for a gangster daughter. They'd come for her

She just hoped that Carter was going to come up with something.

"I mean it," he said, but his hand was stroking down back to her buttocks.

She opened her eyes and looked at his lazy flaccid cock, lying deflated in his crotch.

"I know, so do I. I don't want you dirtying yourself with that side of my life. It's like a disease that corrupts everything it touches. It's not for you," she said quietly.

Eddie was silent for a moment.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

She looked up at him, confused.

Eddie reached around and slid a finger into her asshole; it was still slippery and sore.

"When I sodomize you. Does it hurt?"

Ruby moaned and pushed herself backwards against him.

"Yeah, but I like it."

He grinned and put a second finger into her, his other hand sliding down and gripping her tit.

She moaned as his fingers pumped in and out of her, and his thumb rubbed her clit.

"Oh god, Eddie, you are a quick learner," Ruby groaned, closing her eyes and surrendering to him.

"Quick enough of a learner to let me help?" he asked.

Ruby froze, looked at him and moved away, his fingers sliding out of her. He looked like a wounded animal.

"No, Eddie, that is not happening. I'm not going to risk that, nor will you," Ruby said.

"You're serious?"

"I can take care of myself," Ruby said.

"Sorry," he said quietly.

Ruby snuggled back into him; "Let's try and get some sleep; I'm gonna have a big day tomorrow."

***

*ring ring*

*ring ring*

The rotary telephone next to the bed stirred Ruby from her doze.

Eddie had gone for the first bath, and Ruby had lain dozing, waiting for her turn. For some reason, the flat had never been updated with a shower.

She wasn't sure there was a lot of point in having a bath as she would have no choice but to put her suit and underwear back on from the night before. All of which was still in a sex pile on the floor by the bottom of the bed. But she figured it was going to be better than smelling of sex all day.

She answered the telephone, expecting it to be Carter. She knew she hadn't given him the number, but she didn't doubt that Carter would be able to get it if he wanted it.

"Helllo, Ruby speaking, how may I help you?"

"Ruby? What the fuck are you doing there?" a female voice said.

It was Catherine.

Ruby sat up in surprise, pulling the sheets around her chest.

"I, uh, I..."

"Do you know who this is?" Catherine continued.

Ruby hung up. Her cheeks burned with humiliation, indignation, and rage. She'd assumed Eddie was single, but now that she tried to recall, she couldn't remember him saying he'd split up with Catherine.

"Fuck.." Ruby hissed. "Fuck, Fuck. Fuck."

She sat bolt upright, she grabbed up her bra, roughly wrapped it around herself and stuffed her tits into it. She reached for her panties but decided against putting them on when she felt how wet they were.

She felt tears coming to her eyes. She felt used and even abused. She couldn't believe Eddie had managed to turn her into his bit on the side. And the fact he had done it so easily and casually. That really hurt.

Then there was the fact she had allowed him to ass fuck her like a cheap slut, and he'd cum in her like she was nothing.

She stood up and pulled on her skirt, knowing it was too short to go without underwear but having no choice. She then pulled on her suit jacket.

Then she left without saying a word. Her cheeks stinging with humiliation, her eyes stinging with tears, and her ass stinging with the reminder of what an easy slut she was.

***

She got the taxi from outside Eddie's Knightsbridge apartment, and it drove her to her father's apartment building in Soho, where she paid the driver a generous tip. She wasn't sure if the tip was for driving her in silence, or for never telling anyone that he'd probably seen everything she had in the rear view mirror.

She knew that Jack and Benny might have eyes on her apartment, but she didn't care. She was in no mood to be fucked with, and part of her wished they'd try and make a move on her just so she could vent her frustrations.

Once in the apartment, she stripped and had a long shower, then changed into a smart suit. She then called the club switchboard and told them to tell Carter to call her at the apartment when he called in.

Ruby didn't have to wait long.

"What are you doing back there?" Carter asked.

"Long story, what did you find out?" Ruby asked.

"Best tell you in person... meet me at the little cafe near Paul Raymond's?"

"Fine, yep. See you there." Ruby said.

"You okay, Ruby? You sound off?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm good, just tired, I'll see you soon."

Ruby hung up the phone.

It was a short walk to the cafe, but long enough for her to wish she'd worn boots with smaller heels. But today she needed the extra height.

Carter was already there, two mouthfuls into a thick bacon sandwich. He'd gotten her a coffee, which was steaming away in a chipped mug.

"Oh, you and Eddie?" Carter said as soon as he looked up at Ruby.

Ruby sat down and didn't say anything.

"You sure you don't want me to hurt him?" Carter asked.

"No," Ruby sighed, "but he's made a real arse of me, so maybe I'll change my mind."

Carter nodded thoughtfully and took another bite of his sandwich. Ruby could tell he was tired, and she doubted he'd slept.

"What did you find out?" Ruby asked.

"Fisher has switched sides; that's why Jack and Benny think they can make a move on us. Apparently, he's planning on fitting your Dad and brother up for a couple of the bank jobs last year."

"Well, I mean, they were probably just a little bit involved," Ruby said.

"Yeah, but he's going to fit up the evidence," Carter said.

Ruby winced, knowing that was why Carter did his prison time, because of false evidence.

"Why has he changed sides?" Ruby said.

"It's to do with that tart..." Carter said, then realised who he was talking to. He winced. "Sorry, I'm tired."

"You can call her a tart," Ruby said. "It's fine. She probably is. The one in the club last night?"

"Well, okay, yeah, to do with that tart. Turns out she works for Jack, and Fisher has fallen for her."

"Okay, that makes sense," Ruby said, taking a sip from the coffee cup. It didn't taste good, so she added some sugar.

"The thing is, I asked around, and that girl applied for work with one of our studios; only when they asked her for ID, it turns out it was fake. She was underage."

"When was this?" Ruby asked.

"Two months ago, so it looks like she went to work for the Rileys."

"Do you think they know she's underage?" Ruby asked.

Carter shook his head. "Wouldn't that be nice finding out?"

"Do we still have the paperwork, her application and things?" Ruby asked.

"Yep," Carter asked, then dropped a brown envelope onto the desk. Carter smiled and then dropped another envelope on top of it.

"And this was taken by the club photographer last night."

Ruby saw a picture of Fisher holding the girl by her waist, with Jack and Benny sitting behind them.

"I think we've got enough to have a conversation with Fisher," Ruby said. "Can you find out where we are likely to find him?"

"Already have," Carter said.

"Then I need you to find out which of our guys are solid and which need to be moved on," Ruby said.

"No problem," Carter said.

***

"You have really nice tits, shame you are a real bitch," Fisher said, leaning forward over the small metal table.

"Fuck you," Ruby hissed.

They were sitting on a bench in the Soho Square Gardens.

"How about you suck my dick, and then I'll fuck you?" Fisher asked. "Then maybe you won't have to do time like your Dad and brother."

Ruby's fist hit him in the face, and he rocked backwards.

"You bitch," Fisher snarled, holding his bloody nose. "You've fucking done it this time. You are fucked, assaulting a Police Officer."

"What's wrong, Detective Inspector Fisher? Can't handle a woman who won't play your game? Now, sit down and shut up. Cause I know something that you don't."

Fisher glared at her, then wiped his hand across his bleeding nose.

"Fine," he said.

Ruby dropped the photograph onto the table, and Fisher picked it up and looked at it.

"So what? You think you can blackmail me with a picture of a tart?"

"Well, you see, it turns out that the Riley's aren't as thorough with their age checks as we are. Or, maybe they are and wanted more evidence on you."

Fisher looked at her and sneered.

"You are bluffing. I worked the streets, I know when a girl is under age or not."

Ruby threw the documents onto the bench next to him, and Fisher opened them. His eyes widened.

"Her real name is Emma. We did the right checks and found out she is very much under age, and we checked her address; Carter even spoke to her parents last night; by the way, they are worried sick about her. What would they say if they knew that her daughter was being taken around the clubs of Soho by a detective inspector?"

Fisher didn't reply.

"How's your nose? Does it hurt Inspector?" Ruby pulled a handkerchief from her handbag and Fisher took it.

"I don't think they'd believe you, without me admitting to it," Fisher said but he didn't sound sure.

Ruby wasn't sure who he was talking about, but she didn't push it. "Maybe they would, maybe they wouldn't. It's a risk."

"What do you want?" Fisher asked.

"Your loyalty again..." Ruby said, "At least until my father gets back. After that, you can do what the fuck you like."

"But... I have expenses."

"That's what this case is for," Ruby said, pushing the case beside her against his leg. "This should sort that out. On the condition you don't see that girl again."

"Okay... fine... deal," Fisher gulped.

"One other thing."

"I need to know where Jack and Benny are."

"What are you going to do?" Fisher asked.

"None of your business, but you might not hear much from them for a while."

"You can't do that, it'll be war."

"A war they started by the way. But they made a move on me last night; they broke the truce... It's on them," Ruby said firmly.

"I'll make a few calls," Fisher said.

***

"There is a problem," Fisher said, exiting the phone box and facing Ruby and Carter.

"That doesn't sound good, we don't like problems." Ruby asked, unimpressed. "What problem Detective Inspector Fisher."

"They have your boyfriend," Fisher said.

"Eddie?"

"Is that the guy from the club last night? They said they got him from some place in Knightsbridge. Anyway, they've taken him. I have no idea where."

"Fuck. How did they find him?

"They caught up with the taxi that dropped you off at your apartment this morning, he said where he picked you up."

"Jesus, Christ." Ruby hissed. "You have no idea what they've done."

"What do you mean?" Fisher asked.

"His father is in the fucking House of Lords; he's a fucking aristocrat."

Fisher's face went white.

"I didn't know."

"Christ, you can't fuck with the fucking establishment. That will fuck everything up, for everyone. We've got to get him back," Ruby said.

"Okay, okay," Fisher said, rubbing his head. "Okay."

"Fucking get on the phone and fucking find him," Ruby said, grabbing Fisher's collar and slamming him into the side of the phonebox.

Ruby turned to look at Carter, whose face was set into a fixed stare. His hand was moving to his concealed shooter.

"Don't do anything stupid," Fisher said.

"Find him." Ruby said, "You are a fucking detective, fucking detect. Now."

"Okay, okay," Fisher said. "Give me five minutes."

Ruby let go of Fisher's collar and turned her back, her arms crossed.

***

An hour later, two cars pulled up amongst the abandoned warehouses of London Docklands. What had once been a busy port was now a rotting relic, with collapsed roofs and bare rafters showing. All of the windows were long smashed, and the wind howled through the desolate buildings. Ruby couldn't help thinking that this could be prime development opportunity for the right person.

Fisher exited his car and walked to the side of Carter's; Carter wound down the window.

"They'd better be here," Carter said.

"Benny is here. Jack is headed to the country; he doesn't like getting his hands dirty with this stuff."

"What was their game plan?" Ruby asked.

"Straight forward kidnap, you walk away to get Eddie back," Fisher said.

"Think they'd have honoured their side of the bargain?" Ruby asked.

Carter chuckled next to her as if it were obvious that they wouldn't.

"What have you told them?" Carter asked.

"Nothing, they aren't expecting me or you."

"Good," Ruby said.

"Let me deal with this; I can get him out; that way, there'll be no fuss."

Ruby pulled out an Webley revolver from the glove box and handed it to Carter. Then she took out a knife and put it in the back waistband of her trousers.

"It's too late for that now, Fisher. Too fucking late. You just tidy up the fucking mess."

Fisher turned even whiter.

"look, just look, this isn't the fucking wild west, you just can't go shooting people..."

"You look," Ruby hissed. "You fucking started this; you fucking gave them hope that my family was done. Well, they are going to see they've misjudged me. Trying to take me out, threatening me and then kidnapping Edward? Oh, trust me, they've got this fucking coming."

Carter chuckled next to her. "That's my girl, always so fucking reasonable."

Ruby opened the car door and stepped out.

Fisher looked like he was going to be sick.

***

Benny Riley stood beside the large metal drum, the flames dancing upwards. He was grinning.

There was another metal drum off to the side; its flames weren't as well established, yet that was the one that the four men lounged beside. They were all dressed casually, and there wasn't a weapon in sight. They all looked bored, and none looked like they wanted to be there.

Eddie was tied to a chair, the ropes wrapped around his wrists and ankles. He was gagged. Ruby had no idea where they'd found a chair amongst the rubble of the warehouse; she could only assume that maybe they'd brought it with them.

Ruby was walking out ahead, her wrists cable tied together. Fisher walked behind her, acting like he was bringing her in.

As Ruby walked forward, her eyes scanned the warehouse walls, looking for any sign of Carter. She knew she wouldn't see him, he would be too well concealed. This was what he was really good at, hunting.

She made eye contact with Eddie. His eyes were wide with fear, and he was trying to say something and shake his head. Ruby nodded gently, hoping he'd take it as the reassurance that everything would be alright.

"Oh, you've come bearing a gift, Fisher?" Benny said, moving away from the barrel. His eyes burned with lust as he looked at Ruby in her tight trousers and jacket.

"Benny, there is a problem. You and your brother shouldn't have snatched this kid. Especially not from fucking Knightsbridge!"

Benny wasn't listening; his eyes were on Ruby's tits. Ruby pushed them out further; it was a subtle movement. She knew Benny wouldn't notice the movement, but he couldn't fail to see the result.

"You know, I think you'll look sexy even when they find you washed up on the river bank tomorrow. Somewhere nice and public. Then again, it depends on how rough my men are with you."

Ruby saw the men by the metal drum stand up and move towards her. They had clearly heard Benny's words and were keen to get a piece.

Ruby gritted her teeth to hold her anger inside. She looked down at the floor to stop Benny from seeing the raging fire in her eyes.

"Look," Fisher said, "you can't just do that; that is not how things work."

"Get back in your box and fuck off, Fisher," Benny said derisively without even looking at him.

"Now, strip slut. Let's see the tits that everyone is talking about."

"I'm not..." Ruby began, but Benny stepped forward and slapped her across the face. Then he grabbed Ruby's jacket and forced it down over either shoulder, trapping her arms. Leaving her just in her ruffled blouse.

Which was when Ruby head-butted him in the face.

Ruby felt Benny's nose break under the impact. Blood spattered in the air and onto her blouse.

Benny screamed in pain and clutched his face.

Ruby smiled briefly even as her vision split and wobbled, and she fought hard against the feeling, not wanting show any weakness. She felt her extremities tingle for a second, but that passed almost instantly, leaving the beginnings of a killer headache. She decided she wouldn't do that again.

"You fucking bitch," he snarled, "You fucking broke my nose."

Ruby looked to the side, seeing the four men starting to move into action.

She stepped backwards, away from Benny, who was starting to recover and slipped her hands from her handcuffs.

Just then, the roar of Carter's Shotgun got everyone's attention as it echoed around the warehouse's hard, empty brick walls.

Fisher looked like he was going to jump out of his skin. Carter was grinning. He had broken the shotgun and was loading two new shells into it. Then he brought it back up and pointed it at the men.

Ruby made eye contact with Eddie, who looked even more frightened, and Ruby realised that from his angle, Eddie wouldn't be able to see who had fired the shot.

"Fisher, fuck off," Carter said. "I'll call you when it's time to clean up."

Just then, one of Benny's four men got brave and started to charge at Carter.

Clearly, the man didn't know Carter.

One side of the shotgun roared, and the man collapsed into a bloody mess about ten feet from where he'd been standing; Ruby couldn't help feeling surprised he'd gotten that far.

Fisher looked like he would rather be anywhere else in the world. Carter, on the other hand, was smiling.

"You other three, you can fuck off with Fisher. It's him that we want."

The three men looked at each other, then at Benny.

"Don't you dare leave, or I'll have the lot of you."

The three men looked at Ruby and Carter, then back to Ruby.

"Go," Ruby said, and they did.

Benny looked at Fisher and cursed him under his breath.

Carter moved forward, holding the gun in one hand. The barrel pointed upwards, and the stock rested against his hip.

"How are you doing Benny?" Carter said with a smile.

"You are a dead man," Benny snarled, he didn't seem to realise how serious his situation was.

"You see, Benny, the problem is that you've tried to hurt the wrong girl," Carter said. "You've also kidnapped a man who one day will sit in the House of Lords. You, my friend, are totally fucked."

"You don't know who you are messing with; my brother and I will finish you."

Ruby smiled at Benny, then walked behind Eddie and started cutting him free with the knife she'd hidden in the small of her back.

As soon as he was free, Ruby offered him her hand; she pulled him up and hugged him. He was still an asshole, but at least he was safe.

"Wait for us outside; we won't be a moment," Ruby said slowly to Eddie, turning her eyes back to Benny.

Eddie looked at her, then at the gun, then at Carter, then back at her. He nodded and started to walk away.

"Hand me the Purdey, Carter," Ruby said slowly as soon as Eddie had left.

"You crazy bitch, what the fuck do you think you are doing? Do you know who I am? Do you know what will happen to you?" Benny roared.

"No, Ruby." Carter said.

"Give me the gun," Ruby said, striding towards Carter. She put her hands on the gun, but Carter didn't release it.

"This isn't for you. Don't get your hands dirty; once you do, you won't get them clean. No matter how much you try, you won't be able to walk away. Ever."

"Give me the shotgun," Ruby said again. She felt the anger in her, the rage, and wanted to end Benny there and then.

"No," Carter said. "No. This is why you have me."

"And why do I have you? So you can tell me what to do? What is right and wrong?"

"So that you can have a life, Ruby. So you can walk away and make something of yourself. Don't ruin yourself by letting this cunt get the better of you. You have a future in the real world."

Ruby looked at Carter's eyes. She knew he was right.

Ruby smiled and turned to Carter.

Benny was smiling, almost laughing, he thought he was safe.

"Go on then, you do it."

"Wait, what? No. You can't fucking do this to me..." Benny yelled, his words were cut off by the roar of the shotgun roared.

Benny folded double and collapsed into a pile on the floor. He groaned, and his hands started clawing at the ground, trying to pull himself along.

Carter shot him in the head with the handgun, and he stopped moving.

***

Eddie hadn't said a word since they'd got him from outside the warehouse and taken him to a small cafe. He sat silently, holding his cup of tea.

Carter was eating another bacon sandwich, the recent excitement not having ruined his appetite.

Ruby sat back down, just having hung up the pay phone.

"Fisher says he'll have Jack Riley's country address for us by this afternoon."

"No chance he'll tip him off?" Carter asked.

Ruby grinned, "I think not."

"What did your dad say?"

"He's on his way back," Ruby said.

"Did he say well done?" Carter asked.

"What do you think?" Ruby asked, taking a sip of her coffee. It didn't taste any better than the one earlier; she added a cube of sugar and stirred it.

"He should've; he wouldn't have done a better job."

Ruby grinned, "that's the first time I've heard you say anything bad about him."

Carter shrugged. Then looked at Eddie.

Ruby winced.

"Yeah, we should get you back to Catherine."

He looked up at her. He looked exhausted.

"Catherine?" he asked.

"Yes, Catherine, your girlfriend. Remember her? Or are we still playing the lying twat card?"

Eddie blinked at her.

Carter was staring at him, too.

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"Look, let's get you back to your fathers apartment. And you can rest."

"Catherine and I aren't together any more, I ended it with her last week," Eddie said.

Carter and Ruby looked at each other.

Eddie continued, "After you, well. Yeah. But, I thought you knew?"

"You see, that doesn't make a lot of sense. If that was true then why did she call your dad's apartment looking for you then?"

Eddie looked confused.

"She called my dad's place?"

"Yep, just this morning."

He looked at Ruby as if he was trying to add two and two together and kept coming up with five.

"I answered," Ruby said, helping him out. "Then left. I do remember being quite clear that I wouldn't be your side piece."

"I don't understand. Catherine and I are over, I don't know why she'd call." Eddie said.

Ruby could tell that Eddie was desperate to convince her, but it wasn't enough. He looked over at the pay phone on the wall.

"I'm going to telephone her and see what she wants. Do you want to listen in?"

Ruby looked at Carter, who shrugged. She looked back at Eddie, and nodded.

"Hello, can I speak to Catherine, please?" Eddie said into the telephone, holding it between them so Ruby could hear.

There was a moment of silence before Catherine came on the call.

"Is that Edward?" Catherine said. "Where have you been? I've been trying to call you all day. And why was that little slag Ruby Sinclair in your father's apartment? You know they say her father is a gangster."

Ruby felt her fists clench, and she was about to give her a piece of her mind.

"Why did you call me Catherine?" Eddie said with a coldness that surprised Ruby.

"Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to do the theatre this Saturday..."

"Catherine, I told you that we were over," Eddie said with a scowl of distaste. "Why would I want to go to the theatre with you?"

"Oh, come on, Edward, you can't be serious... Your father and my father..."

"I am serious," Eddie said, cutting her off again. "And Ruby was there because we've started seeing each other."

There was shock at the end of the phone, and Ruby sensed that Catherine was about to explode.

Eddie must have sensed it, too, as he hung up the phone he looked very pleased with himself.

Eddie looked into Ruby's eyes with a look that made her stomach surge and her legs weaken.

***

Eddie forced a kiss upon Ruby the moment the hotel door closed behind them. He was an animal, and his hands were already unbuttoning Ruby's jacket before she had time to put the bolt across the door.

They'd checked into the Tower Bridge Hotel, its modern concrete structure and central location providing the anonymity that both of them wanted. They used a made upname and paid cash.

Carter had gone to chase up Fisher and get the country location for Jack Riley. Ruby figured they had a few hours before Jack got wind that something had gone wrong with his brother.

That gave her a few hours alone with Eddie.

Her clothes were on the floor in front of the door; Ruby was just in her expensive lingerie when she began stripping off Eddie's suit and shirt with a passion and desire that was more than equal to his..

There were no obstacles now, nothing to get in the way of their passion, and a lot of tension to burn through.

She dropped into a crouch in front of him; the scent of her own arousal reached her as the position opened her legs. She reached into his briefs and expertly pulled out his already rock-hard cock.

Eddie's hand tried briefly to stop her, but Ruby knew what she wanted, and her hot, wet mouth engulfed his length hungrily. Ruby slobbered and sloppily worshipped his perfect erection right there in that doorway. She was now his; he was now hers, and she'd come so close to losing him.

Ruby bobbed her head and used her hands to twist around the base of his cock; she didn't hold back and gave him everything. She was desperate, and the way she sucked his dick showed it.

Her eyes rolled as his pre-cum oozed into her mouth; she could feel he was getting close.

She looked up at him with her most innocent-eyed look of admiration. It wasn't hard. With his shirt off and towering above her, he looked so powerful and strong.

Like the lord of the fucking manor.

The look did the trick, and within seconds, his cock was erupting hot strings of cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all like a good whore.

Afterwards, he lifted her up and kissed her deeply, then carried her to the bed.

Ruby couldn't resist wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers entwining in his hair.

This was different; she'd worried that he'd want to sleep once she'd drained him, but that was not what he intended.

He let out a low moan, rolled Ruby onto her back and then gently stroked her face before kissing her slowly and tenderly.

"You are incredible; you are like no one I've ever met," he moaned softly.

Ruby grinned up at him and kissed him again.

He moaned and firmly grabbed her chin, then turned her head and kissed her bottom lip, then curled his tongue and licked her lips. The fire in his eyes was intense.

Ruby reached down between them and found him already hard, which was a very pleasant surprise.

He didn't let her get a hold of him, though. Instead, he pushed her arm aside and pinned it above her head, then kissed her again.

She wrapped her leg around his and felt the heat of his body against hers, the strength of him, the size of him.

She moaned again, her whole body shivering despite the heat in the hotel room; suddenly, goosebumps were covering her body.

This time, he was doing things his way. He was totally in control, taking what he wanted, and he wanted to do it slowly.

He bit at her lip, causing her to squirm and try and playfully nip him back, but she wasn't quick enough. Then he was nibbling at her ear, her neck, and finally, her shoulder.

This was the most aroused she'd ever been in her life; she'd never known anything like it. She wondered if this was what making love was.

Then one of his hands was between her legs; he found her clit in moments and began his work.

His touch wasn't frantic; instead, it was slow and intense. Eddie was clearly in no rush, Ruby sensed he'd be prepared to work at that same speed for as long as it took.

Ruby squirmed and moaned, her whole body responding to his touch. Her back arched, and her breathing came in gasps.

All the while, his fingers worked; he didn't let up with his kisses, little nips, and occasional lick. This was so intense.

In her head, Ruby was already imagining what it would feel like when he slid into her pussy. What it would feel like for him to make love to her properly and for her to cum like his lady. And she was his lady; one day, he would be a lord, which could mean that one day, she could be a lady.

Ruby had no idea if this was how things would be, but that was the dream.

Then Eddie slipped two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet, and the wet noise was obscene. He curled his fingers inside of her.

"Fuck me, Edward," Ruby gasped out in her most educated accent. "Fuck me so hard."

Eddie grinned down at her. He smiled and kissed her. Then, he removed his hand and put it on her thigh. Then he lifted and rolled her onto her side into a foetal position.

He turned her head upwards and pushed another long kiss onto her lips.

Then he was sliding in behind her; he used his arm to turn her head so that she was kissing him over her shoulder.

Then his cock was pressing against the small of her back, then her arsehole, and then he pressed forward. Ruby knew her pussy would be spared again.

This was not what Ruby had been expecting, and she almost came on the spot.

Her mouth fell open wide, and she gasped. It was a low erotic sound, and his mouth seemed to swallow the sound, leaving the room in silence.

Eddie didn't rush, and he didn't force his way in either. He lay there, steadily increasing the pressure, slowly building up to the point where her natural reflexes couldn't resist him anymore.

Ruby was in ecstasy as the pressure built up, and her mind anticipated the pain and pleasure of her anus stretching around him like a condom.

When her defences finally collapsed, Eddie didn't plunge himself straight inside as he had before; he reduced the pressure instantly so that he slowly slid inside her.

"Oh... god..." Ruby gasped out, closing her eyes and her mouth again hanging open.

Her fingers gripped the sheets, causing them to form deep ripples as she sought to relieve the impotent desire that was building up inside her. This time, there were no bonds for her to fight against; she had no release; she just had to ride the waves.

Eddie stopped pressing in, and she felt so full, it was hard to think or to be aware of anything other than the intense full feeling; he felt like he was in so much deeper than before, and she was briefly convinced that her insides must have reorganised themselves to accommodate him. Then, his hand returned to her clit, and she couldn't think anymore.

Ruby couldn't be passive any longer; she put her hand down on top of the hand that was on her clit and pressed it so hard that it mashed his hand flat against her. Then she knocked his hand out of the way and attacked her clit herself. His hand moved to her nearest breast and began mauling it.

They remained locked together like that, a sordid pair united by lust.

Ruby didn't last long; within minutes, her whole body was convulsing in pleasure, her anus tightening around him, causing shafts of pain, and even more pleasure, her body writhing in the perverse feedback loop.

Eddie had no intention of stopping, though; his free hand was now stroking her face, and his mouth was on hers; the intensity of passion was incredible.

She slipped a finger inside her pussy and was amazed by how collapsed her fuck tunnel was. Barely room for her one finger.

"Can... can I cum in you?" Eddie gasped.

Ruby looked up into his eyes.

"Yes," Ruby said, the word barely escaping her lips.

His energy changed; he thrust to full depth, then used the hand on her tits to pull her even further onto him. He pulled back once, slammed forward, and then his body began spasming.

Ruby increased the pressure on her clit, and locked her brain into the fact that her boyfriend was cumming deep into her bowels. That did the trick.

She joined him in a powerful, quivering orgasm.

***

"I love you," he said softly in her ear as they lay still unmoved in the hotel bed twenty minutes later.

"Mmmm," Ruby nodded.

She rolled in his arms and kissed him.

"Are you coming back to University?"

"I think so. As soon as my father returns, there will be just a few loose ends to tie up."

"Good, I want to show you off," Eddie said.

Ruby grinned and nuzzled into his shoulder.

"And I want you to meet my parents."

Ruby reached up and put a finger to his lips.

"Shhhh," she said, silencing him before reaching down with her hand to find his soft cock. She marvelled at it, amazed at the difference.

"Thank you for saving me," he said quietly.

Ruby licked her lips as she saw his cock coming back to life.

She didn't reply.

***

"He's down there, checking out his stables," Carter said before handing Ruby the large field glasses.

Ruby looked.

They were parked on the lane that overlooked Jack Riley's country estate. Jack Riley was walking around his stables and shouting at someone. He looked ridiculous in a facsimile of what he thought an English country gentleman would look like. His clothes were expensive but clearly had no taste.

Ruby lowered the field glasses and looked at Carter.

"You ready?" Carter asked.

Ruby pulled out the small revolver. It was old, an Enfield. It had probably originally been brought back from the Second World War, and Ruby had no idea how long Carter had owned it.

"Just for show, though, right? I'll do the dirty work," Carter asked.

"I know, just for show, no dirty hands," Ruby said, holding up her hands for effect.

Carter nodded. "You've got the clean-up crew ready to go."

Ruby nodded, and Carter smiled. "I'm looking forward to this one."

Ruby didn't reply.

"Oh, by the way, did you get that posh twat settled in the hotel?" Carter asked, sitting in the passenger seat of the Cortina with the broken shotgun over his lap.

"You could say that," Ruby said as she got into the driver's seat and put the Revolver to the side of the seat.

"Good," Carter said.

"Let's tie up a loose end," Ruby said.

The End?

1. Ruby felt a thrill run through her as she contemplated Eddie's dominant nature, reminiscing about his suggestion to sodomize her in the 1980s style of gangsters.
2. Despite her submissive role during their encounter, Ruby couldn't help but feel a hint of humiliation as she was addressed as a "cheap East End slag" by the lord of the Manor.
3. In the heat of the moment, Ruby questioned Eddie about his use of the word "sodomize," unable to suppress her sense of amusement at the unfamiliar term.
4. As Ruby grappled with her emotions and conflicting identities, she couldn't help but wonder if Eddie had been using her as a means to an end, manipulating her to fulfill the desires of his privileged upbringing.

Read also:

• The Blue Boy Bar Ch. 02
• Analisa
• Illicit Romance: Part 11
• Illicit Affair Pt. 22