This is the second part of the second story following the exploits of Maggie, her friends, and the enigmatic and vicious Count Pyre. This story is mainly set in Romania. I only used this country because of the joking Count Dracula similarities. All of the people and places are purely imaginary, and if they bear any resemblance to real people that is unfortunate and unintended. If the story line upsets anyone from that great country I apologise unreservedly.
There are some old characters who make a reappearance, plus plenty of new ones that will hopefully keep you interested. The story contains elements of extreme BDSM that may upset some people. If that is the case with you, then please move on. Apart from that, there is something for everyone. Straight sex, lesbian, toys, lingerie, anal and group sex. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If you hate it just leave a bad rating and move on. I am not a professional writer and just do this for a bit of fun. For me the main enjoyment I derive from writing these stories is in creating the characters. If you have strong feelings about any of the persons in the story and would like to read more, or less, about them please leave your remarks in the comments and I will try to accommodate your wishes when Maggie & co. come back for the third story. From the ratings I received for the first Maggie story I know that some of you like my stories, so I hope you like this one. As always, thanks for reading. I wish to emphasise that this is a pure work of fiction and I hold all rights to the work.
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December 19th
Maggie wrinkled her nose as she came awake. She had forgotten to put the empty wine bottles outside her door or pour away the last remnants in their glasses. The smell of old alcohol was strong in her room as the windows were shut against the cold outside air. Crawling out from the warmth of her bed she threw on her favourite bath robe and opened a window. Freezing air filled the room as Maggie dumped the bottles outside her door after first pouring the remaining wine down the sink and rinsing the glasses.
Maggie stood in the shower for twenty minutes. The hot water felt wonderful. She washed her hair thoroughly, running her shaver over her body. After blow drying her hair, putting on a loose-fitting knee length skirt with a long jumper that fell to mid-thigh, she grabbed her raincoat and went down to the kitchen. Ingrid was already there sipping a cup of tea. Paulo was alone by the stove, so his namesake had apparently not recovered enough to come to work. Maggie was just sitting down with her normal cappuccino when Gabrielle and Charlotte walked in together.
Maggie could tell from the way they walked, arm in arm and giggling quietly that they had slept in the same bed last night. Charlotte still wore the same olive-green harem pants with a sweatshirt in the same colour. Gabrielle was wearing jeans and a zipper jacket that was made of some fluffy material.
After drinking some coffee and picking at some toast prepared by Paolo, the four made their way to the foyer. Bert was sitting on one of the sofas waiting for them. Ten minutes later and the Rolls was moving gradually through the early Saturday morning traffic on the way to Luigi's. Maggie sat in the front with the other three girls in the back.
Bert enquired when they wanted to be picked up and Maggie told him they would probably go for a drink after, and then get a cab home, so he could watch the football. She knew his beloved Crystal Palace were playing away at Manchester United in the early Sky game so he could watch that in peace.
Arriving at Luigi`s they were greeted like long lost relatives by the gay Italian man. Ingrid was introduced, then they were all ushered into the private room in the rear. It was warm in the room and all the girls were soon naked. Luigi already knew Maggie, Charlotte, and Gabrielle`s sizes, so Ingrid was a bit shocked as Luigi did his routine hand measurement of her breasts and sex but relaxed noticeably when he finished and started to pour the wine that was sitting in an ice bucket on a small corner table.
The first two glasses were drunk very quickly before Luigi returned with four boxes. One for each of the girls, and then they all were enjoying the wine and trying on various lingerie items. Maggie was in awe of Ingrid. Her long athletic body looked fantastic in everything she wore. In the end the other girls stopped trying on things themselves, content just to watch Ingrid.
Luigi soon got into the spirit of things and brought an increased selection for Ingrid. Basques, panties and bra sets, corsets, nightwear, pyjamas, French knickers, Ingrid tried them all. Maggie thought she looked fantastic in all of it.
As Ingrid poured herself more wine the three girls decided to buy Ingrid all the lingerie and split the bill between them. Maggie bought truly little. Just a few pairs of panties and ten packs of stockings. Gabrielle bought a bra and panties set in nearly transparent red silk. Charlotte bought a sexy basque and suspenders outfit in a pale yellow, plus about twenty packs of stocking for work.
Ingrid argued with all of them when she was presented with five huge carrier bags carrying Luigi`s logo on the side. The other girl`s split the bill for Ingrid and they all left the shop in a wonderfully good mood. Luigi was also happy as the four had spent over a thousand pounds in four hours.
They walked round the corner and found a small table next to the window in a packed pub. Ingrid insisted on getting the first round and disappeared to the bar.
Maggie glanced up at the TV on the wall and saw that Crystal Palace were losing in Manchester, so Bert would not be very happy this evening.
Ingrid was soon back with four glasses. Maggie took a sip and nearly choked. Her vodka tonic was ninety percent vodka and ten percent tonic water. Ingrid grinned at her, "It`s a double, double. It`s my small way of saying thanks to all of you." Ingrid then looked at the table and murmured, "Plus of course I will model my stuff anytime you want."
The four of them clinked their glasses in a toast as Maggie exclaimed loudly, "I`ll drink to that!" and the others all cheered, which drew strange looks from the other patrons.
Gabrielle brought the next round and Maggie gave her a glare when she realized that this round was equally as strong as the last one. They were all on their way to being very drunk as Maggie went to buy the next round. Maggie only bought single vodkas, but she was still seriously unsteady on her feet as she made her way back to their table. She was halfway back when a huge cheer exploded in the pub as Crystal Palace equalized in the ninetieth minute. She was hugged by the man nearest to her and the vodkas fell to the ground.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry. "The handsome young man apologized in a strong American accent, "Please let me replace those mam. What are you drinking?"
"Vodka and tonic," Maggie slurred.
