We entered the new house, Jack set the sacks under the heat lamps in the kitchen and announced he was going to take a shower and disappeared toward the stairs; the other three followed him.
I went to my private office and turned on the recorders for the third floor to see what they were doing, Yeah, I know that is sneaky but I also wanted to know if there was anything unusual taking place.
I took Sandy by the hand and led her to the master bedroom and the monstrous shower there. It was oval shaped with six separate temperature controlled showerheads and was big enough for ten people.
We stepped in and I set the temperature for one hundred degrees. The water reached that temperature in about ten seconds and it came from all directions at once. Sandy squealed when it first started but soon began to enjoy the feeling.
We washed each other and I shampooed her hair and massaged her back until I felt the others would be returning. We dried each other with the big fluffy towels and returned to the kitchen just as they came down the stairs.
We sat at the big dinning room table and ate the hamburgers, French fries and drank cokes. For some reason this scene reminded me of my high school days and I had to smile as I remembered a McDonald’s ad proclaiming, "A hamburger, fries and a coke for less than a buck."
Art asked, "Is the play room available?"
"Sure but be careful, some of the equipment can be dangerous if not used properly."
"Well, why don’t you and Sandy come along and show us how to use it properly then?"
This was not exactly what I had in mind for the evening but I didn’t want anyone to get hurt either, "Be glad too."
There were several of each different type of equipment except the large wheel. I started with a demonstration of the various uses for the examination tables. I pointed out the many rings that were attached to the frame to be used as tie points. The subject’s legs could be spread as wide as they could stand and raised straight up.
The padded tables were not able to raise the subject’s legs but they were built to permit wide separation and easy, close access. They also had many tie rings.
I pointed out the horses and several different types of whipping benches. The wheel seemed to be the most popular if the questions were any indication. I explained that it was used to keep a subject in a spread eagle position and could be rotated a full three hundred and sixty degrees to provide access to all parts of the subject.
There were stocks of all types as well as crosses and cages. There were four treadmills lined up in a row. Marie asked, "What is so special about a treadmill?"
"Are you brave enough to try it?"
"Why not, it’s just a piece of exercise equipment."
I ask Jack if he had any objection; he just shrugged so I directed her to stand on it as I began to fasten the harness on her. "What is that for?"
"It will prevent you from falling."
"I’m not going to fall."
"You may not but I always insist that all the girls who try it must be safe."
She gave a snort of irritation but stood still as I finished securing the harness. She squirmed as I installed the wrist cuffs and secured them together.
When I asked her to spread her feet as far apart as possible on the treadmill she asked, "Why?"
"There is one more item to be fitted before you will be ready for a little walk." This was going to be interesting; would she balk at the walking dildo or let it be placed in and on her? As I lubed the tip of it she said, "Just where do you think you are going to put that thing?"
I stepped back and said, "In your pussy my dear," In my best Boris imitation.
She giggled and said, "I don’t think so, it is way too long."
"I will just do the best I can in that case." I said as I bent over to begin the insertion.
She wiggled, "That thing is cold."
I gave my best evil laugh, "It will soon warm up." I finished the insertion and fastened the straps around her thighs.
"You are now ready for a little stroll," I said as I turned the machine on to dead slow. She took a couple of steps with a surprised look on her face then tried to stop but the harness kept her on the machine.
I handed the controls to Jack and showed him how to stop it and restart it. I watched for a couple more steps then ambled over to the lounge area, got a coke out of the refrigerator there and sat down with Sandy.
Sandy said, "That poor girl will be hanging in the harness within minutes."
"Yep, and having the time of her life too." No sooner had I said that than she gave a scream and passed out.
Jack was frantic, trying to wake her up. I walked back over to the treadmill in time to prevent him from removing the harness. "Never remove the harness first," I admonished him. "That dildo would do some serious damage when she sat down."
He looked at me like I was crazy, then he realized what I had said and dropped his hands to his sides. I told him to just leave her alone for a few minutes and she would be ready for a little more. I cautioned him to watch her closely and he would be able to keep her at the edge of an orgasm for a long time by shutting the machine down from time to time.
"This type of thing is new to me; I’m not sure I could tell when it would be time to shut it off." I asked for the control and then moved over to Marie and rubbed the cold pop can on her forehead.
She moaned and opened her eyes, "Wow, that was something else."
I agreed, "Yes, it works very well, ready for another little stroll, you only got fifty feet that time."
"I don’t know if I can stand any more."
"Then we need to find out." I turned the machine on again. After five steps she was beginning to stagger so I shut it off. I waited a full minute and turned it back on for three steps and stopped again. When it stopped she was moaning and trying to wiggle around to get more sensation. I continued this for about twenty minutes before giving the control back to Jack.
June had been watching all of this but I couldn’t tell from her expression if she was intrigued or scared. "Do you want to try it also?"
Art said, "Sure she does," before she could answer. He took her hand and led her to another machine. I watched as he installed the harness and the dildo then started the machine.
She screamed with the first step. Art shut it off quickly and I laughed, she hadn’t been intrigued or scared, she was aroused. When he realized what had happened he grinned, waited a minute and turned it back on.
I figured that those girls were young and resilient so the guys could keep them on the treadmills for half the night. I motioned for Sandy to come over; she did but was shaking her head. "I’m not in the mood for that tonight. I would much prefer a good spanking to release some of the tension from the last several weeks."
"Your wish is my command." I led her to what looked like a horse with a dildo attached. "Sit down on this and I will spank you ass for you, titties too for that matter."
She looked at the thing more closely, the base was too wide to be for punishment, in fact it was padded. She finally straddled it and slowly lowered herself as the dildo penetrated her pussy. When her ass was solidly against the base she relaxed and commented that it was actually comfortable.
I secured her hands and arms behind her, fastened her wrists to her elbows. I raised the horse until her feet left the floor then secured her ankles to the supports. I picked out a light flogger and began to stroke her ass cheeks, lightly at first and slowly worked up to heavier strokes. When she began to moan I turned on the machine.
She squealed from surprise but soon settled down to enjoy the sensations. I played with the controls of the Sybian as I discovered new combinations of movement for the soft dildo she was riding. She soon gasped as an orgasm began; I switched to the highest speed and got ready to catch her if she passed out. Surprisingly she didn’t pass out but her orgasm continued for more than ten minutes before I shut the machine off.
I released her ankles and wrists and helped her to dismount; she could hardly stand. I half carried her to the lounge area and sat her in a chair. I gave her a coke and lit a smoke to wait for her to recover.
Jack and Art were waiting for the girls to recover also and I waved them over to the table. As they sat down I noticed Art looking at me kind of funny so I asked him, "Something bothering you?"
"Smoking will kill you."
"Something is going to kill all of us someday, but I’m not that concerned about it as I made it to my thirtieth birthday."
"You have to be older than thirty."
I laughed at him, "As a matter of fact I’m well past twice that age and still going. I don’t see much of a problem with it."
Jack grinned, "I didn’t know smoking was allowed here or I would have brought mine down also." I shoved the pack over to him and as he lit up I said, "I don’t have a problem with it but I would prefer that you didn’t when there are guests in the house."
Sandy was beginning to show signs of survival and reached for the coke I had opened for her. She took a long slow drink and sighed. "That thing is horrible and wonderful at the same time. I don’t think I could handle it on a daily basis."
I gave her my evil grin, "I guess we will have to find out." She stuck her tongue out at me.
The other two girls were now standing on their own so the guys ambled over to them and began to remove the equipment. Soon they were helping them to the lounge area.
Marie was the more coherent of the two and expressed her opinion of the treadmill, "I have never had an experience like that before; it seemed to last forever."
Jack grinned, "I was only about a half hour, the next time I will try for a full hour."
"You will have to carry me away from it. I can hardly sit up right now."
June entered the conversation, "I loved every minute of it, at least the parts I can remember."
Marie was sitting across the table from Sandy and looking at her nipples stretchers. She finally asked, "Don’t those hurt?"
Sandy giggled, "Only if I bump them on something."
Marie looked directly at me, "Why did you do that to her?"
Sandy jumped in, "He didn’t do it. It was my idea and I love them."
June commented, "I don’t know if I would like the stretchers but I love the piercings, they are lovely. I might get mine done if I could find a good piercer."
"There just happens to be a registered nurse and a doctor who do piercings right here in the community. They do group piercings every Friday evening. If you are seriously interested you can attend one of those meetings."
I looked at the two new girls. Marie had a small tattoo of a butterfly on her left breast; June was unmarked as far as I could tell. I thought they both would look nice with pierced nipples.
Art was listening to every word, "Where are those meetings held?"
I explained where and when the meetings took place. Piercing was not the only subject covered. There were other meetings on other days also.
Marie seemed upset, "Is that where you had your cock mutilated?"
I laughed, I had heard it called a lot of things but this was a new expression," No, I had the PA done months before the meetings started. I did have the jewelry changed to a larger gauge though." I knew this was going to lead into a lot of questions so I quickly answered them before they could be asked.
Art was thoughtful for a couple moments, "I would like to get a PA but June would kill me."
June was quick to reply "It would look nice but I don’t think it would feel good during sex."
Sandy giggled, "You don’t know what you are missing."
June apparently was still aroused from the treadmill, "Would you mind if I tried it just once to see if I would like it?" I still don’t understand why they always want to try my PA. There are dozens of them in the community.
Sandy said she didn’t mind and Art agreed but said, "Just this one time." Nobody asked me what I thought of it, but that was all right, I wasn’t going to turn this opportunity down.
June approached me as I slide my butt to the front edge of the chair and spread my legs as an invitation for a little tongue work. She reached down and touched the ring as if it was going to bite her. I said, "Boo," just as she touched it and she jumped back as I laughed at her.
She giggled and knelt down and looked at it very closely then touched it with her tongue. She was soon licking the head then slid her lips over it a couple of inches. Slowly she tried to accept more of my cock in her mouth but soon choked. She gave up on swallowing my cock and decided to ride it instead. As she stood up I closed my legs and she straddled my cock and slowly lowered her pussy over it. As my cock became more deeply imbedded in her she moaned softly. When it was as deeply seated as possible I reached up to her nipples and gentle pinched them. She moaned again and began rocking back and forth.
I released one nipple as I moved that hand to her clit and gently massaged it until she screamed as her orgasm came to life. I continued to stimulate her with clit massage and tightening my crotch muscles several times to cause my cock to move. Her orgasm continued to build until she collapsed against me. I wasn’t sure if she had passed out or went into subspace or was just paralyzed as her orgasm peaked.
I wrapped one arm around her back to keep her from falling and gave her a couple good hard smacks on her ass with my free hand. She sighed and slowly raised her head. "Art has got to get one of those," were the first words out of her mouth.
After a couple minutes she felt she was able to stand and slowly rose up leaving me with my cock standing up for all to see. As she moved to a chair my handprint on her ass was very noticeable. She sat down to let her breathing get back to normal.
Marie was sitting with her arms folded across her chest, "I don’t believe that, it looked too phony to me."
June stuck her tongue out and Jack said, "Why don’t you see if you can last any longer?"
She thought about that for a few seconds, "Sure, why not." She stood up and came over to me and immediately straddled my cock and began to descend. When the ring touched her pussy lips she jumped but recovered quickly and continued downward. My cock soon entered her and she quickly buried it as far as possible. I pinched both of her nipples hard as I tightened my muscles and she screamed. I twisted the nipples and she screamed again.
I released one nipple and reached for her clit; I pinched it also and she screamed again as she began to slid up and down on my cock. I pinched her clit harder and she exploded into a monster orgasm. I continued to pinch and twist in addition to the muscle movements and she continued to scream as her orgasm deepened.
I continued the stimulation for more than ten minutes before she passed out. I wrapped one arm around her back to keep her from falling but I realized that a slap on the ass wasn’t going to wake her up. I stood up with my cock still imbedded in her and set her in a chair in a manner that would prevent her from falling.
Jack was laughing, "Serves her right, she always tries to downplay everything; I want to see her try it now."
I wasn’t sure why I had been so rough with her; it just seemed that she wanted it that way. I suggested that Jack could move her to one of the examination tables and put her in a position where he could lick her clit when she woke up.
"You bet, and I’m going to lick it forever." He picked her up and carried her to a table and secured her with her legs spread wide and pulled high so that her pussy was fully displayed for all to see. He returned to the lounge area, "How long will she be out of it?"
"I really don’t know, each person is different but I suspect at least half an hour."
Jack frowned, "I’m going to explode before that."
He was correct; his cock was standing straight up and throbbing. Sandy took pity on him and said, "I may be able to help you out."
He looked surprised then glanced at me. I nodded my head to indicate it was okay. He sat down beside her as she slid out of the chair and dropped to her knees in front of him. She quickly swallowed his cock completely and held that position for a full minute before slowly raising a little at a time. She stopped keeping just the head in her mouth; what ever she was doing was working as he began to moan and hump. She again swallowed his cock completely and I could see her throat muscles working.
He reached down to the back of her head and pushed her even farther on his cock as he came with a yell. Sandy stayed right there and swallowed every drop as she continued to work her throat muscles. Jack began to squirm as his cock head became super sensitive and Sandy was still working on it. Soon he yelled again as he came a second time. She began to withdraw as she sucked every drop out of him and his cock began to shrink.
He looked down at her, "Damn you’re good." She grinned as she gave the head of his cock one final kiss, "I had a good teacher."
I laughed at her, "But you still need more practice, come over here." As she moved over to me I saw Art motioning for June to do the same. Soon the two of them were busy licking and sucking as Jack looked on.
There was a moan from Marie as she began to come around. Jack got up and walked over to the table where she was secured and gently ran a finger over the tip of her clit, she moaned again and tried to move away from it. He lowered his head to her pussy and began to lick her clit. She tried to move away again but was still unable to relieve the sensations flowing from her clit. She screamed and then screamed again but Jack continued his assault.
As she continued to scream and plead for him to stop he increased his attack until she reached another orgasm. He quickly stood up and rammed his cock into her and began pumping hard. With one final thrust he came as her scream suddenly died and she passed out again.
With Sandy doing her very best job and the sight of Jack and Marie I didn’t last very long before I shot my load in Sandy’s throat. Soon Art did the same to June.
I took Sandy’s hand, "Bedtime; these kids can go all night but this old man is going to bed."
I awoke to bright sunshine coming in the windows to the bedroom. Sandy was missing; I took a quick shower and headed for the kitchen. There was fresh coffee in the pot and a plate of breakfast rolls on the counter. With a cup of coffee and a roll in hand I headed for my office, the one nobody knew about.
I flipped on the videos for the playroom and fast forwarded them to the point where Sandy and I had left. Jack and Art each lit a smoke from the pack I had left on the table and chatted about how great all the equipment was and what they wanted to do next. June just sat back with a coke and listened.
When Marie began to moan Jack removed her from the table and helped her to a chair. She was still only about half awake and looked like she had been through a war.
Jack and Art began talking about putting the girls on the horses...
My phone rang so I killed the video and answered it. It was Jeff and he wanted to see me right away. I went back to the bedroom and got dressed. I stopped back by my office to check the surveillance cams in an effort to find Sandy. She was in one of the playroom bedrooms trying to get the kids woke up.
I punched the intercom, "Sandy, I have to leave, I will see you later with Klaus and Kathy. Bye." I didn’t wait for an answer.
Jeff was in his office when I walked in and Jan was behind the counter. I knocked on Jeff’s door and opened it to find him with a cup of coffee and pacing back and forth. "I’m here, what’s so important?"
"I just got a call this morning from the CIA. They want to know what happened to get the Russians and French so upset. They want to know who did it and how it was done. But most of all they want to know if it can be done again with a magnified effect. What do you know about it?"
"Why would I know anything about it?"
"Klaus was unconscious so he didn’t do it. They can’t figure out how it was done. Someone has a great deal of information about his dealings and you are the prime suspect."
I smiled, "Well, in that case, I will not tell you what happened or how it was done or even who did it. I will tell you it can be done again many times either all at the same time or once a week or once a month."
"Good. They want it all at once."
"That will require a lot of cash, and it will not happen without immunity from any possible law violations in any country in the world. I’m not talking about a personal hand shake; I’m saying a fully authorized document with some very big names that signed at the bottom."
He thought for a couple of minutes as he continued pacing, "I’m not sure I can get that kind of protection authorized."
"Without it nothing will be done. There will be half a billion dollars at risk and that is too big a gamble to take without every protection possible. Now if they want to put up the money that would make a difference."
"How much of it would be lost?"
I was thinking fast now; if the government would front the money for an operation of this size there would be an enormous profit, much too big to be well hidden in the usual manner. "Hopefully none; but there is always a risk factor." I was still trying to think of some way to cover the tracks. With a hit this size there was going to be hell to pay. This was over my head; I needed to talk to Klaus.
"See what you can arrange and let me know," I said as nonchalantly as I could manage and got out of there before he could think of any more questions I wasn’t going to answer.
Klaus was in good spirits; the traction on his neck had been changed to a different type that mounted against his shoulders permitting him to raise the head of the bed to a semi-sitting position. He was able to talk some and was able to move his right hand a little.
I finally told him what we knew about the crash and what had happened afterwards. He asked several questions regarding who could have sabotaged the plane but I couldn’t help with that as no arrest had been made that I was aware of.
I also confessed that I had used his little scam to hit them hard while he was still in the hospital in Paris. He started to laugh but cut it short, as his ribs were still very painful. He wanted to know how it turned out when I told him he grinned, "Served them right."
Then came the hard part, "It really ticked them off, they tracked the plane to Dallas and even tried to follow the ambulance. We were able to capture two of them and by the way, they are Russian." I revealed the role the government had played and that got a grin out of him.
He then began to ask specific questions about the methods I had used to acquire the stocks, which brokers and banks were used and such. As I answered each question he continued to grin, "You did well my friend."
I explained just how we had managed to get him back without anyone knowing where he was. I also stated that they were still searching and sooner or later they would find him. This brought me to the current situation.
"The CIA wants someone to hit them again but ten times as hard and all at once to force them to expose themselves as they try to find out who did it to them."
"That would be a big risk."
"That is what I told them. I think I can get them to finance it and provide documents of immunity for every country that would be involved. There would still be a risk factor for many of the brokers and I can’t disclose who they are without blowing the whole operation."
"I can handle that, they all know the risks involved and are well protected."
"In that case can you give me a list of what companies should be hit this time?"
"Any of the ones that are on the list you already have. The timing will not be the best so profits will be less than usual but it will certainly get their attention."
He was getting tired and his speech was beginning to slur. I l said my good-bye and headed back to the new house. Sandy’s car was still in the driveway.
I found all of them in the kitchen drinking coffee. The kids looked totally worn out. I could see that the girls were wearing marks from some tittie whipping and there were a couple very red and very limp cocks.
Sandy explained, "After we left they spent the rest of the night trying everything in the playroom; I found them asleep in one of the bedrooms there. I don’t know what all they did but they could hardly walk. I had them clean and disinfect everything they had used before I let them come up here for some coffee."
I tried to look as though I was upset but I couldn’t keep a straight face and finally had to laugh; none of them would look at me directly. "I guess kids will be kids. I think they all need a shower before I take them over to the old dispensary to finish the cleaning."
There was a chorus of groans from them, "Time to get moving, go get cleaned up."
They stood up and it became evident there had been a lot of play. All four asses were bright red. Art and Jack were wearing some really heavy ball stretchers, as the girls walked toward the stairs I could see that they both were fitted with big butt plugs. I decided I would run the tapes from last night all the way through as soon as I had time.
When they were out of sight I told Sandy to check on them in a few minutes and put them to bed; they were too worn out to do any good at cleaning that old building today.
I got a cup of coffee and went to my office. I opened the monitor for the third floor shower area. They were there but moving very slowly, as they dried each other off the conversation was all about how to get the ball stretchers off. They had inadvertently used a type that took a special little tool to release them. I just might wait a couple days before I ‘find’ that tool.
The butt plugs were another matter; it was going to take some unpleasant stretching to get them out. It was going to be interesting to see how long they were left in place.
Sandy appeared in the picture and told them to just go to bed. They sort of duck waddled toward the hall as I put three more monitor on line, the hallway and the two bedrooms.
Art and June entered their room and asked each other what to do now.
Art asked, "How am I going to get this thing off? I can’t find anyway to release it."
"I don’t know, maybe Sandy will have an idea, but how am I going to get this plug out? It took a lot of force to get it in."
Art grinned weakly; "You may have to live with it until your butt hole gets used to it."
"How long will that take?"
"Probably not more than a week." She groaned with that answer.
They went to bed and squirmed around for a little bit trying to get comfortable.
Jack and Marie had a very similar conversation with Jack more or less resigned to the situation while Marie was trying to remove the plug without success.
"How am I going to get that huge thing out of me?"
He replied in a matter of fact tone, "It will come out as nature takes its course." She groaned too.
As they all went to bed I ran the tape from last night on fast forward to see how they had gotten themselves in this situation. It started when all four of them started looking though the cabinets that lined one wall of the playroom. They passed up the dildos, whips and canes but the girls found the ball stretchers to be of interest. They weren’t sure what to do with them until they saw a picture on one of the packages. I slowed the recording to real time and sat back to watch.
Jack had been watching very closely and asked Art what he thought of it.
"I think they’re a little too heavy for a first time but I can handle it."
Marie already had a set in her hand as she walked toward Jack. He looked at them, "Are they as heavy as the ones on Art?"
"Sure, got to keep everything even." He was soon grunting also.
He looked at Art, "There has to be something we can do to get even." He began opening unexplored cabinets to discover the butt plugs. He picked out two the same size and showed them to Art, "What do you think?"
"What size are they?"
"The place I got them from said 2 X 5 I think that means two inches in diameter and five inches deep. There are enema bags there also, some liquid soap and lube. Why don’t you get them?"
Jack had decided they would do just fine, "Come on girls time to clean you out." He took one wrist of each of the girls and pulled them to the shower area.
I switched to a different recorder to see what happened in the shower.
Jack exclaimed, "Look what I found." He was standing at the far end of the shower area and was pointing at a trench type drain in the floor with a widely spaced screen over it. "This has to be for cleaning." He looked around for some place to hang the enema bags and discovered there was a hook at about the six foot level for every showerhead in that part of the room. There was a small shelf at each of the six locations to hold the lube, soap and butt plugs. He also discovered a large water hose that could be used to rinse the entire area into the drain in the event of poor retention or bad aim.
Art hung the bags and discovered the hose was more than long enough to reach the intended areas. He removed one of the bags and began filling it with the hose. When it was about half full of warm water he put some of the liquid soap in the bag and then filled it to the top. He hung it back up and filled the second one.
Jack moved each of the girls into a position where the bags would reach their asses. He put a little soap on the nozzle and handed the bottle to Art who did the same.
"Bend over girls; it’s cleaning time," he said with a laugh in his voice.
June dutifully bent over and put her hands on her knees. Marie was arguing with Jack and he finally gave her a good solid smack on the ass with his open hand; she bent over.
Both nozzles were inserted and the water valves opened. Both girls began squirming while the bags were still half full. The water flow was stopped for a full minute then turned on again.
When the bags were empty and the nozzles removed the girls wanted to get rid of the water right away. Jack told them they had to hold it for ten minutes to make sure it was doing the job. They danced and moaned until the time was up then they wanted to go to the toilet area but Jack told then to just move over the drains and let it go.
June couldn’t wait any longer and just let it squirt where she was standing, Marie squatted down but that didn’t help her much as it splashed all over her ass and legs.
After about ten minutes of moans and grunts nothing more was coming out so they were hosed down with cold water. The bags were refilled and the nozzles were reinserted for a second round of filling. This time they both managed to take the full two quarts with out a break.
Another ten minute wait and out it came; this time it was almost clear. One more refill without the soap and this time it was clear.
Again they were hosed down and dried off before being led out of the shower room. I switched back to the main play area screen to see them walking toward the whipping horses. Each girl was securely fastened to a horse with her ass in the air and wrist and ankles securely fastened to the legs. They could move a little bit but theirs asses would be available at all times.
Jack squirted a fair amount of lube on Marie’s puckered opening and began to massage it with a couple fingers. Slowly he inserted one finger as she squealed and squirmed.
Art was following Jack’s example and soon had a finger inserted in June’s backside also. She was more receptive than Marie and quietly accepted the intrusion.
Soon there were two fingers working in and out of each of the available holes.
Jack removed his fingers and positioned his cock for an entry. As he pressed forward Marie began to yell for him to stop as she squirmed as much as possible to avoid being penetrated. This worked to Jack’s favor as his cock was soon buried in her ass. He stood still as she continued to move and squirm until she realized she was providing all the action. She stopped moving as he continued to just hold his cock in her ass.
Art had accomplished the same degree of penetration and was also waiting for her ass hole to adjust to the intruder. June hadn’t made a sound so far so he began to slowly withdraw and reenter until she began to moan.
Jack began to pump Marie’s ass also as she continued to protest but she never said the word that would stop the action.
Soon both men had cum and withdrew. The female ass holes stayed partially open as they squirted more lube in the openings. The butt plugs were partially inserted and a small amount of pressure was applied.
Marie began to yell and squirm which helped to open her bunghole faster. She screamed as the largest part disappeared in her ass. June's ass was quietly accepting her plug but the progress was slower. As it finally popped into place she sighed and relaxed.
Jack said, "Why don’t we leave them here for a while to get used to their new friends?"
Marie said, "That thing isn’t a friend of mine."
Both of the guys laughed as they headed for the showers to clean their cocks.
They returned after a few minutes and examined the two girls. Both plugs were still in place and both pussies were wet and the cocks were beginning to rise as they teased the girls.
Art commented, "I’ll bet those pussies are a lot tighter with those plugs in place."
Jack nodded, "I would think so but we better check to make sure."
They both began to push their cocks against the pussy lips without success. They lubed their cocks and tried again. Slowly entrance was accomplished.
"Yeah, a lot tighter here, how about you," Was Jack’s reaction.
"Nice and snug. I think I will take it slow and easy and see how long I can make it last."
They continued to work theirs cocks in and out slowly for almost a half hour as the girls had one orgasm right after another.
Apparently these two couples had played together before. Art said, "Time to switch?"
Both of them withdrew and change positions. Jack entered June’s pussy and Art began pumping Marie. This continued for another ten minutes before they both came and released the girls.
Marie was complaining that her pussy was raw and it would be days before she could use it again.
Jack grinned, "That’s okay my cock will need time to recover also."
Both girls were walking a little funny as they adjusted to the plugs while in a standing position. The guys were also walking a little sprattle legged as the ball stretches got their attention.
As they reached the lounge area the guys sat on the front edge of the chairs so that the ball stretchers didn’t exert any more pressure that necessary while the girls sat well back in the chairs and leaned forward to relieve some pressure also.
I shut the recorder off and rewound them, time to get busy. I pulled out the files on the list of companied that Klaus felt were ready for some action. I picked out ten different ones all based in France or Russia and began to study them. It was going to take some time to get everything set for that many all at once.
I checked the list of brokers and found that I would be able to uses ten different ones on each of the projects except two where I would need to use the same brokers twice. I decided that the brokers that would be involved in two different acquisitions would be in the US so that they could be protected by the CIA and FBI, This would also provide a great opportunity for some more captures.
I continued to determine the structure of each separate part of the operation. It was dark outside and I had exhausted the fourth pot of coffee by the time I had three deals ready to be sent to the thirty brokers. I sent all the faxes with the proper ID codes and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
The two couples were sitting at the table with Sandy and I was quickly out voted as they all wanted to go to Jacob’s. I reminded them that proper protocols required them to display all modifications and equipment.
Art looked thoughtful for a moment, "If I understand the protocols correctly, only the subs are displayed."
"That is correct but it also applies to switches, and you were playing both sides of the street last night."
"In that case I guess I can just leave my pants unzipped?" he asked.
"Sure and the girls will have to wear something that displays their plugs."
Jack spoke up, "The girls are used to the plugs by now but these stretchers are still creating some discomfort. I think we need to even things out here."
I couldn’t let an opportunity like that pass; "I think I have just the thing for them." I leaned over to Sandy and whispered in her ear. She left the table and returned several minutes later with several leather straps and laid them on the table.
They were duplicates of the crotch strap I had made for Sandy so many months ago. I showed them to the kids and Jack thought they would be just fine. He had Marie stand up so that he could put the waist strap on her. She said she didn’t see the point of all of this, as her plug wasn’t going to come out anyway.
When he put the crotch strap in place and adjusted it for maximum stimulation she jumped the first time the little chain came in contact with her clit. Jack told her to walk across the kitchen and back, a distance of almost fifty feet.
By the time she returned to the table her legs were getting shaky and she was breathing hard. Jack thought that was just fine. Marie thought it was terrible.
Art was impressed and June was soon in the same condition. I told the four of them to go get dressed and be back in the kitchen in an hour.
Marie had an orgasm before she reached the elevator and Jack had to hold her up. June made it to the elevator but then quickly sat down on the floor as the doors closed. This was going to be a fun night.
Sandy and I went to the bedroom and as she laid out the clothes she was going to wear I filled the enema bag and selected a nice fat butt plug. Sandy noticed what I was doing and decided to wear a different gown.
It had been a few days since she had been plugged and she had some difficulty accepting it. She finally sat on the edge of the bathtub and wiggled her bottom until it popped into place. I installed the crotch strap with the little fuzzy ball and added a small weight to increase the contact. It still had the same effect on her as in the past. We dressed and walked back to the kitchen area, Sandy had to stop twice on the way.
Apparently the kids had just arrived as the girls were setting down and breathing hard. I took almost fifteen minutes to get them all in the van; the girls had to stop every few steps for a rest break.
Jacob’s was only about half full as it was a weekday but there were still some interesting sights. Many pretty titties showing, some pierced, some tattooed, some undecorated and some bright pink from recent attention. There were also several sets of ball stretchers in sight, and at least 10 butt plugs that were about evenly divided between male and female.
As the waitress was taking our drink order Connie, Michael, Brenda and Bob entered in their usual condition; Connie was displaying her tattoos and pussy rings, Brenda was displaying her nipple rings and navel piercings while Michael was wearing his ball stretchers and a new device that attached to the ends of his vertical and horizontal piercings through his cock head and had a weight hanging down from it, Bob also had ball stretchers and a large butt plug.
As I made the introductions June’s attention was drawn to Michael’s pierced cock, "I love it. Art, look at this -- that is what I want for you."
Art wasn’t impressed, "In your dreams."
June continued as if he hadn’t said anything, "Those pretty little silver balls are so cute."
Connie giggled, "And they feel good too."
The subject of piercings became the topic of the evening as the meal progressed. June stayed on the topic of getting Art’s cock pierced and after almost an hour of enduring comments from almost everyone that it would look nice he finally had enough, "When I see a couple more sets of pierced nipples and a couple pierced clits then we can discuss this again."
June clapped her hands, "When can we get it done?" June grimaced, "No way." Art said. "You first, then we will discuss it."
June stayed right after it, "We can do it Friday evening at the demonstration."
I stepped in at this point, "You may want to wait a few more days. Remember, you will be working during the party Saturday."
June replied, "Darn, another week of waiting." Art grinned at the thought of a week’s reprieve.
As we left the restaurant the girls all had to stop a couple times to let the sensations generated by the little chains rubbing on their clits subside.
Marie was complaining all the way to the van and Jack finally told her," If you don’t quit complaining I’m going to get a nice big penis gag for you." She stopped complaining but continued to moan with every step.
When we arrived at the house the girls had to be helped up the front steps. As soon as they were through the door they wanted the crotch straps removed.
I told Sandy I thought she could make it to the bedroom, she groaned and started down the long hallway.
Jack and Art thought the girls could make it up the stairs also. I didn’t think they would so I cautioned them to not let them fall. I’ll bet it took them thirty minutes to get to the third floor.
When Sandy and I finally got to the bedroom I removed the crotch strap and she dropped to her knees, unzipped my fly and began to kiss the head of my cock. After only a couple minutes of this she removed her gown and jumped on the bed as I undressed also.
I lay down on my back and she immediately straddled my cock and began impaling herself. She had a monstrous orgasm within a few seconds. I began to twist and pull gentle on her nipples and her orgasm continued to grow. I came as she passed out.
I tossed and tuned all night worrying about the deals I was putting together and I was up early enough that I had to make the first pot of coffee for the day. I went to my office and began to assemble all the paperwork that would be needed for deal number four. I finished it by ten, printed everything out and put it all in a folder. I went back to the bedroom to get dressed and found Sandy was still asleep; last night had been exhausting for all of the girls. I let her sleep and slipped out the front door to have a little conference with Klaus.
He was almost sitting up in the bed and was able to raise his right hand a little in greeting. We chatted a little about what was happening in the compound and I described our dinner at Jacob’s.
Apparently Kathy was eavesdropping because she suddenly entered the room, "I’ll bet you had those new girls in those awful crotch straps with the little chains didn’t you?"
"Sure did but their hubbies installed the butt plugs, it all made a nice package."
"You men just love to torment us girls."
Klaus chuckled a little but then moaned from the pain in his ribs, "That is why we brought you here, just to torment you, but you don’t seem to mind too much, you are still here." He turned his head toward me, "And would you look at all the pretty shiny things hanging between her legs."
She stuck her tongue out at him and left the room. She was beginning to be her sassy self that we loved.
I opened the folder and went over every detail of the three deals I had completed and the forth deal that was ready to be sent out. Two hours later he said, "They look good to me. I would have used different brokers on a couple parts but that is just a personal preference."
He looked thoughtful for a good five minutes before he spoke, "Ten deals like these will certainly stir up a big stink and there will be heads roll from it. However if you really want to hurt them there is one consortium that was not listed in my files. It is a joint project between the two governments that is camouflaged as a private enterprise and operated by the mafia. If it is made public there will be hell to pay. I mean the governments will be crippled and there will be mass resignations and many assassinations reaching to the very top levels. They have kept the stock value extremely low in order to involve as many unsuspecting people as possible. If you can purchase enough stock to gain controlling interest the governments will be forced to repurchase the stock on the open market. At the last price quote I saw it was only pennies a share but there are millions of shares. This one is in the big time with a potential of several billion dollars profit."
"Do you thing we should try something that big? I’m sure there would be some type of repercussions from it."
"Yes there will be trouble, but there will be trouble even without this one. As you have said before, they will find us sooner or later."
"Maybe not. There are no links to me anywhere; everything has been done in your name. They don’t know that I exist or what I look like. As for you, your injuries are going to require some rather fancy plastic surgery so they won’t be able to identify you either. I think you are going to die in the near future and there will be notices posted in several countries." I continued, "I’m sure Jeff can have a new identity built for you with full US citizenship and a US birth certificate. The old Klaus Berger will be no more."
He thought for a few seconds, "That would work. It will take several months for all the scars to heal so we need to plant many false leads for them to follow."
"I’ll bet Jeff can handle that, I will check with him today. I think we need to do the big deal and then shut it off completely." He nodded his agreement.
Jeff was in his office as usual. I outlined what Klaus and I had decided and asked if he could get a new identity built for him.
"Sure, same as the witness protection deal, but why?"
I outlined what I was going to do and he whistled, "Damn you think big."
"Are you aware of the implications here?" I showed him the list of companies to attack with the last one written in.
He studied the list for a couple minutes, "Most of these are unknown to me but that last one is something else, and it has to be considerably bigger than all the others combined if the rumors about it are true. If you gain control there you could almost take over several governments just from the blood bath that will follow. Do you have any idea how many governments are involved?"
"I’m not sure anyone knows who all of them are but there are several besides the two main targets," I replied.
"I have to get some advice from DC," He commented as he picked up the phone. I watched as he reached into a desk drawer and flipped a couple switches on an electronic box.
After a couple minutes of phone tag and transfers he managed to get to whomever it was he wanted. He passed on what I had told him and then listened for several minutes before hanging up.
He was grinning as he turned to me, "They think that company is just a smoke screen designed to confuse our intelligence agencies. They also said that if you want to waste your time and money on it, go ahead. I think they are in for a rude awakening."
I returned to The Manor; yep that is the name of my new home, to find everyone was up and around. There was coffee in the kitchen so I filled a cup and went to my office. I flipped the surveillance system on and discover all three girls were in the playroom making it as spic and span as possible. Art was operating a remote controlled sweeper in the pool to remove all the leaves and such that had accumulated over the last couple weeks. Jack was bundled up like an Eskimo and taking inventory in the freezer.
I shut everything off except for the front gates and the hallway leading to my office and began to set up the big deal. I chose the very best brokers in the country for this operation. I wanted them to be where they could be protected 24/7, they were going to need it regardless of the attitude of DC.
I had about half of it set up when the hall monitor beeped and I saw Sandy on the screen. I pushed a button on the desk console and opened my office door for her, I was watching as she jumped when it opened. She stuck her head in to announce there were sandwiches in the kitchen. That reminded me that I hadn’t eaten yet today; I joined her and we headed for the food.
The kids were there and began to laugh and point at me; I was the only one that was dressed. I bowed as if they had provided a royal reception, filled my coffee cup, grabbed a couple sandwiches, said, "See you later," and went back to my office.
By ten that night I had completed another four deals including the major one. I was getting better at this and it was taking less time as I continued. Sandy was in bed watching the news when I got there. I watched it with her as the politicians continued to call each other names, there were a few car bombings in the Middle East, an earthquake in Turkey, China was still threatening Taiwan, and the UN was bogged down in a discussion about fishing rights. Finally the weather came on and Saturday was forecast to be bright and sunny with a high of seventy seven degrees. The commercial about some new and unneeded drug put me to sleep.
I was up early again and finished the last of the deals by nine. I got dressed, asked Sandy if she wanted to ride along with me as I did a few errands; she was glad to get out for a little while.
I took my camera with me as I drove over to Klaus’ new house. I took pictures of everything from the front gate to the gigantic swimming pool then headed over to see him.
Again he was in a good mood. I reported that everything was set and the fireworks would start on Monday. He nodded, "Good, I hope it will provide an incentive to put several of those bastards in the same shape I’m in."
He was surprised that the big shots in DC didn’t believe the corruption went as far as it did and said he was going to enjoy watching those incompetent jerks scramble to cover their asses.
I plugged my camera into the computer beside his bed and downloaded the entire set of pictures I had taken. He was delighted to see the house was completed and waiting for him. "When can I be moved there?"
"As soon as Frank says it is OK."
"That’s not soon enough, I want to go now!"
I called Frank and asked about a move, he replied, "Sure as long as the traction stays in place for a few more weeks it will be fine."
I turned to Klaus, "Well you know how doctors are, always want to keep you down as long as possible."
He was not happy, "I want to go now."
"In that case I guess we will move you now since Frank said it was Okay."
He looked at me, "That was a dirty trick. I will get even someday." I laughed at him.
"I will schedule it for later in the day. Clyde and his group will be returning today so that we will have people available to manage the place for you until you are back on your feet."
"That is fine but I want an electric scooter so that I can get around by myself."
He was really pushing but I couldn’t blame him. I said I would get him a scooter.
My cell phone came to life and Clyde announced he was within five miles of the main gate and wanted me to meet him there. I told Klaus good-bye and headed for the front gate as I called Cora to make arrangements for the transfer.
Clyde pulled up at the front gate at the same time I arrived. He was leading a convoy of a dozen vans and several cars. He wanted me at the gate to help get all of this past the guard. Ron was on duty there and was dubious about letting this many unapproved people in. I explained that they were the janitorial service he had been notified about, He still insisted on calling Robert for clearance. When Robert said, "Okay," he apologized for the delay. I told him he did exactly what he should have done.
I guided the convoy to the old dispensary building and said they could finish the clean up and put their stuff in there. I pointed out that as few vehicles as possible were to be brought to The Manor.
Clyde decided to just park the vehicles and use a few cars to move the people. I lead them to Jacob’s, as they hadn’t stopped for breakfast and it was approaching lunchtime.
During lunch I gave a quick orientation and separated the newer people from those who had been approved. There were fourteen new applicants that needed to be tested and approved.
When the meal was completed Clyde took all the original kids with him in his van and drove to The Manor while I led the rest of the group to Corporate Headquarters to see Connie and fill out the tests. Cora was going to meet them there to take blood samples. Fortunately Jerry was on his way from the college and would arrive to do the personal interviews. They should all be cleared in a few hours.
I returned to the Manor and continued working on the deals. I finalized the last one by five and went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee and found Jack busily preparing goodies for the party. The counter tops were covered with pies and cakes of all descriptions. Both big commercial ovens were full with more of the same.
The twelve new couples began arriving shortly after five thirty and I assigned June the task of showing them around. I took Clyde and Betty over to see the new house Klaus was moving into. They were amazed at the size of it as we drove into the circular driveway at the front entrance.
There were a couple of cars parked under the portico so I suspected Klaus had already been moved. Barbara met us in the grand entranceway to exclaim that she was lost. I pointed her in the direction of the master bedroom and began a tour of the place.
We started at the top, the fourth floor that was designed much the same as in my home. Many separate apartments and a large shower and bath area.
The second and third floors contained several bedroom suites each equipped with a hot tub in addition to the normal facilities.
The main floor included a large library that extended up through the second floor and was completely filled with books of every description and subject. There was a balcony type walkway encircling the room at the second floor level with a beautiful circular stairway providing access to the upper level. There was a mammoth conference table in the center of the room surrounded by leather upholstered chairs.
Overall it was fabulously decorated and furnished; Jim had done a marvelous job.
We met Barbara again as we approached the master bedroom. She said Klaus was giving her a rough time about taking a tour of the place and she didn’t know how to handle it. I patted her on the shoulder and told her I would see what I could do.
I entered the room to find Klaus in a nasty mood, "This is my house and they won’t let me see it."
"You better behave or you will end up with that tube down your throat again and then we won’t have to listen to you bitch."
"You would do that to me?"
I laughed, "Probably not but the swelling in you neck is still a problem. Don’t do anything to make it worse. Do you want the nurses to roll this bed all over the place? We’ll have a scooter for you in the morning so just be patient until then."
I changed the subject before he could reply, "All the deals are in process and they will all be hit Monday. With each deal being hit from ten different directions there should be a great deal of confusion. I’m hoping to have enough different activities going at the same time to totally confuse them for a few days, perhaps even weeks."
He finally grinned, "In the past it has taken them over a month to figure out what I had done to them with just six brokers. I’m not sure they will ever figure this out completely."
"That’s what I thought so just relax. Tomorrow you will feel much better when the scooter arrives and you can move around some on your own."
Clyde and Betty decided that at least three couples should be stationed here to maintain this huge house and began discussing who it should be between them selves as we returned to The Manor.
All of the new people were still in the shower area on the third floor so I held a little orientation meeting there explaining that guests would begin arriving by eleven the next morning. Art was going to be in charge of job assignments since he knew the skills of all the people in this group. Clyde assigned the three couples that would see to Klaus and his house.
I stressed the fact that they were to be nude at all times with the exception of any protective clothing that might be needed such as an apron for those assigned to the kitchen and food preparations. There were a few complaints but I explained that many of the guests would be nude also.
I also explained the curfew and the dress codes for Jacob’s at different times of the day and different days of the week. "You have two hours to complete a tour of the house and be properly dressed for a trip to the restaurant tonight. You will have a much better understanding of the situation and attitudes by the time dinner is completed.
I left Art in charge of the group as Clyde and Betty gathered the three couples assigned to Klaus and took them over there.
I went to my office and checked the number of replies to my e-mail invitation; there were over one thousand. With that many replies I was glad logistics had been assigned to Robert.
I got a cup of coffee and turned on the surveillance system to watch the tour. A lot of cute butts in that group and some nice tattoos and piercings also. I figured out how to zoom in with the cameras and tried to remember each of the people that were decorated in some way even though I knew I wouldn’t remember but it was fun watching them anyway.
The tour lasted for a little over an hour before Art led them back to the third floor to get dressed. One girl with several tattoos and piercings said she was ready as she was, "If I have to display all of my mods I can’t wear any clothes at all." Art thought that would be okay and suggested that any others that felt that way were welcome to stay nude. Surprisingly there were several takers to his suggestion.
When we arrived, Jacob’s face lit up with a big smile; it was Friday night and the dining room was half empty. He explained that many people were staying home because of my party tomorrow.
The people that were there covered the full range of normal activities and the group now felt a little more at ease with the dress code. Soon the conversation centered on the different modifications that could be seen and there were several comments of, "I would like to have one of those or that is not for me." Overall the group relaxed and enjoyed the dinner.