No Holds Barred in Munich

By Limey Lady

Trish finds interesting ways to relax ahead of her latest rematch with Victoria.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Limey Lady
• Release date: Jan 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370719051

Limey Lady

Here's a confession for you: I'm not sure if "Limey Lady" is a pseudonym or my alter ego. Back in 2016, when she came into being, she was definitely a nom de plume. Now, however, I am not so sure.As background, I have always written stories but, up to 2009, writing took a backseat, way behind the demands of my family and career. Then a life-changing medical condition . . . well, it changed everything for and about me. Suddenly I had/have time to spare. Suddenly I was/am churning out tale after tale.I was born in York but brought up in West Yorkshire, in part of the Aire Valley often described as "Bronte Country". I must say, though, that although most of my stories are set locally, they have little in common with the fine works of Charlotte, Emily and Anne. So far my output can be divided into two: long stories featuring ne'er-do-wells, guns and some violence . . . and shorter stories featuring "liberated" women who rarely do what they're supposed to do.Limey Lady was created to be the author of the short stuff. But the longer novels all include feisty, uncooperative females - much like her characters - so I'm going to put her name to both as I publish on Smashwords.Watch this space . . .

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No Holds Barred in Munich

By LimeyLady

Copyright Mark C Woolridge (writing as LimeyLady), 2017

Distributed by Smashwords

All characters and events in this publication,

other than those clearly in the public domain,

are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons,

living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

Chapter One - Taken by Surprise

Chapter Two - The Aftermath

Chapter Three - An Unexpected Proposition

Chapter Four - Striking a Deal

Chapter Five - The Announcement

Chapter Six - Temptation

Chapter Seven - Punishment

Chapter Eight - Trapped

Chapter Nine - No Way Out

Author’s Note

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Chapter One

Mickie had to go back to the master bedroom to get the key for the handcuffs. While she was at it she took opportunity to prepare for the fun ahead. Then, wearing a robe over her harness, she returned to Erin’s room.

‘What kept you?’ the reporter said snappily. Then, as she noticed the bulge in Mickie’s gown, ‘I do not believe it. You left me at the mercy of liver-eating ghosts for that!’

‘You’ll be thanking me for that before the night is out.’ Leaving one end of the padded cuffs on Erin for the time being, Mickie took the other off the bedhead and paused. ‘How’s your wrist?’

‘Not too bad.’ The reporter’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. ‘It hasn’t bruised. My arm’s just a bit stiff but don’t worry; I’ll still find plenty to sue you for.’

‘It’s being attached to something inanimate that causes stiffness.’

‘Yeah, yeah, I’m sure you know all about that.’

‘I do, actually.’ So saying, Mickie fastened the freed cuff to her own wrist. ‘There,’ she said with a grin, ‘and I promise I won’t be inanimate.’

‘I bet you won’t.’ Erin laughed shortly. ‘Come on, let’s get out of here. I heard strange noises while I was waiting for you.’

As she spoke there was a muffled rap, away to their left. It came from outside, probably a twig or something similar, blown against the window. But it still startled the elfin reporter.

‘It’s him isn’t it?’ She stared fearfully in the direction of the sudden sound. ‘He’s come looking for his squaw.’

A shiver ran through Mickie. Her ghost story hadn’t been made up (not entirely), but she hadn’t for a second believed it . . .

Not until now.

Erin was more than convinced. ‘Let’s get out of here,’ she repeated, ‘locking the door behind us.’

Doing her best to seem nonchalant, Mickie led the tiny woman out of the room. And she did lock the door behind them, telling herself she was just keeping up the pretence as she did so.

It’s for Erin, she thought, she’ll want comforting all night at this rate.

And so might I!

Then, as they crossed the main lounge towards the master bedroom, a woman’s loud voice rang out.

‘And now,’ it said, ‘in a late change to the programme . . .’

It was Mickie’s turn to be startled by a sudden sound, even though she knew she’d left the TV playing away to itself.

‘We have a special treat for you,’ the voice continued. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, replacing the scheduled opponent, here she is! The lady who needs no introduction . . .’

Fanfare for the Common Man resounded and Erin tugged her in sight of the screen just in time to see the WWE audience go berserk. And didn’t they do it well! They made the reaction to a Super Bowl touchdown seem like polite applause for a no-hoper’s scraped par at Augusta.