Chapter Four

I awoke to find Sandy still in bed, yesterday she was making breakfast when I woke up. Oops, I had left her hands tied to the headboard, she couldn’t leave. She also still retained the butt plug.

As I untied her hands and removed the wrist cuffs she woke up and grinned, stretching and as soon as her hands were free she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. She didn’t close the bathroom door and I could hear the stream flowing. Her attitude about her body was certainly changing.

We both entered the shower and began to wake up as we washed each other. She spent a great amount of time washing the same spot or was it thing? Anyway she had me at full erection in short order. She dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth as she massage the tip with her tongue.

I loved the feel of it and held out as long as possible which wasn’t very long. She didn’t miss a drop. Looking up at me she said, "I just had breakfast, are you hungry?"

Sure, why not. I dried off and went back to the bed as she went to the kitchen. Hey now, that isn’t what I had in mind. I followed her catching up as she opened the refrigerator door. I reached around her from behind to cup her breasts; "I would rather have my breakfast in bed."

She giggled, "Not today I’m tender in that area. What all did you do to me last night?"

"Just the usual whipping and such with a little girl play to spice it up a little. How much of the fun do you remember?"

"I remember that I passed out several times and went into subspace when you removed the rings. All in all it was a fantastic night."

"Should we remove that plug?"

"You can remove it if you want to but it is okay where it is for now. In fact I kind of like it. The wide part keeps pressure on my G spot and moves a little when I walk. Feels nice." I decided that it would stay, at least for the time being.  

Kathy walked into the kitchen looking bright eyed and bushy tailed, "Good morning of is it afternoon?" She asked. I glanced at the clock in the microwave it was nearly 1.

I noticed she still had her butt plug also. Leaving them in must be habit forming. Interesting habit.

Klaus came staggering in only half awake wearing a bathrobe. Everyone else was buck naked. The girls attacked him and actually tore that poor robe to shreds; all that was left of it was a small section that he held with both hands to cover himself. When he realized how small the piece was he just dropped it on the floor.

"So much for modesty, "He said. "Where is the coffee?"

Sandy hurried to made a pot while instructing Kathy on the location of the frozen pancakes.

As breakfast was ready and we were all seated in the dining room the subject turned to the previous evening.

Kathy was just glowing as she reported that it was a fabulous evening. "I had some of the best orgasms I ever had. I just kept going and going."

Sandy agreed, "Yes it was wonderful. Very intense."

Klaus entered the conversation; "This has been a very memorable time for me. There have been a couple of first time activities also for me. This is the first time we have played with another couple and it is the first time I have been naked outside of a bedroom."

We all laughed at that. "With people like us you will just have to get used to it," I said. "There have been a lot of first time activities for Sandy and I also. This is the first time we had ever played together, I mean with each other. It was the first time she ever received a full body whipping, it may have been in segments but it covered her whole body. This obviously is the first time we have played with another couple and last but not least the girl - girl action was also a first."

"And a good time was had by all," Kathy added.

All good things must come to an end. Klaus had a late afternoon business meeting and Sandy was due to return to her vanilla hubby.

There were hugs and handshakes all around as Klaus and Kathy departed with a solemn promise of future fun.

Sandy gathered up all her belongings and somehow stuffed them all in her bag. She asked that I help her remove the plug, as it was a long drive to her home. I never refuse an offer that good.

I slowly worked it free, gave her a good swat on her butt just for the hell of it. She giggled and wiggled so I did it again.

She stood up and kissed me, hard. "I really had a wonderful time. I hope we can arrange another weekend soon."

"Would you like for Klaus and Kathy to join us also?"

"Sure, but after we had a day or two with each other."

Sounds good to me. She put her bag in the truck of her car and waved as she pulled away.

I found my self in a big empty house but with some wonderful memories that would always be with me. Instead of dwelling on the past weekend I decided to get the housework caught up. I loaded the dishwasher and got it running. I stripped the linens off of the two beds and put them in the washer then added the towels and wash clothes from around the pool and the three bathrooms and got it going also.

I lugged that overweight clunker of a vacuum cleaner out of the closet and quickly ran it through out the house. The dishwasher shut off so I unloaded it and put everything away. By then the washer was also done and I moved the clean, damp clothes to the drier.

While all of that was going on I couldn’t get the thought of a stock jumping from twenty cents to a hundred dollars overnight. The more I thought about it the more it seemed to be too good to be true. Usually anything that sounds that way is too good to be true. Still, it was worth a little research.

I called a friend that did some small time investing just for the fun of out thinking the brokers. He did pretty well at it too. He had heard of the company and checked the current price; it was actually down to fifteen cents. He hadn’t heard of anything going on that would cause any interest in that company.

Fifteen cents a share, mmmmmmm, almost seven shares per dollar. Actually it was 6.66 shares per dollar. That would be a profit of $665.00 for 1 dollar invested; my better judgment was telling me the word was not investment but "RISK" in capital letters.

A little more math and the potential recovery became more intriguing. Ten thousand dollars invested (again that word in capital letters flashed before my eyes), would result I a profit of over six million dollars. Who was I kidding; I didn’t have ten thousand that I could afford to invest/RISK.

I tried to forget it but that didn’t work so I started to rationalize; even if the stock went down another nickel I would only loose one third of my ten thousand. It was working; I could handle that size loss.

I called a broker my friend recommended. When I told him what I wanted to buy he just laughed at me. I asked if he laughed at all of his customers; he choked a little but stopped laughing. I sent him all the info he needed to set up an account then told him I wanted it purchased today. He gulped but said, "Yes Sir"

He called fifteen minutes later to say the transaction had been complete. Now it was nail-biting time. I wouldn’t know how much I had made or lost until Friday or perhaps next week. It was only Monday afternoon.

I put the worrying aside until later and went into the office to check my e-mail. There must have been 100 Spam messages and a couple from my wife. I deleted the Spam and answered the wife’s messages. She was going to stay another week with her sister. At least I wouldn’t have to hide my nervousness from her.

The week dragged by as I tried to convince my self it was going to work but that little inner voice kept saying, "SUCKER".

By 5 PM I hadn’t heard anything from the broker. Damn! I turned on the TV to kill time and watched the news; the politicians were calling each other names again/yet. A car bomb had killed some people in the Middle East. It was raining in New England and there was a heat wave in Texas.

The financial report started as I went to get a soda. "A big surprise on Wall Street today. FDS Corp. that was listed on the big board right at closing yesterday has become a winner. More after these messages- - - " I stopped dead still; could it be? Could this be the Future Data Systems Corporation that issued the stock I had purchased?

I forgot about the soda and waited the longest two minutes in my life as the commercials ran one after another. Finally, "And now we return to the financial news. FDS Corp. stock has risen over 147 points this afternoon on the new of their resounding break through in long term data storage. The stock rose dramatically after the announcement rocketing to 150 points and closed slightly off a 147." I quit listening after that. It had worked. It really worked. No more flashing, "SUCKER" was to be seen. Without getting my calculator out I figured that had to be over eight million in profit. That broker was going to go nuts when I tell him to roll it over into my annuity account.

Next problem, would Klaus catch on that I was the one making that kind of a profit on his deal? Of course he would. What kind of a reaction could I expect from him, I didn’t know him well enough to even guess? The small amount I had invested/gambled should almost go unnoticed. I would just have to wait and see.

I didn’t have to wait very long; he called before noon Monday.  "Did you notice what happened on the stock market Friday?"

"I don’t follow that much, what happened?"

"Just as I predicted that stock I told you about last weekend went over one hundred dollars."

"That’s great, you should have made a good profit." I wasn’t going to let the cat out of the bag. If he was just bragging I would just listen. If he had something else on his mind he would have to say so directly.

"Yes I did and so did several other people."

"I’m sure there were other people that had stock in that company who would have profited from it."

"Yes there were and one big winner in Dallas."

Aww shit, here it comes. "I guess that could be."

"The amazing thing is I know that winner in Dallas, in fact I am talking to him right now."

CAUGHT!!!! "Yeah, I made a couple bucks on it."

"You surprised me. You didn’t show any interest in what I was saying at the time. I didn’t think you were paying attention."

"I listen pretty good sometimes. That was one of those times"

"You did well because of it my friend, almost as well as I. I am glad you were paying attention."

Talk about surprised; he had me totally speechless. I was expecting him to read my pedigree instead he was thanking me. For the first time in a long time I didn’t have a flippant answer, I didn’t know what to say.

I could almost hear the smile in his voice, "I am still in the city. I would like to come to your house and discuss this further."

"Okay, I will be here all day. I’ll have the coffee ready."

Now it was thinking time. What the hell was he up to? You don’t just give that kind of money away. The biggest question was, why me, I hardly knew the man.

He didn’t give me much time to think as he arrived ten minutes later. He really did seem cheerful about the whole thing. As soon as I poured the coffee I asked, "Why?"

He looked me straight in the eye, "There were several reasons but some of them do not concern you. As you know I operate all over the world. Most of my activities are well hidden from view and originate for many different countries."

I started to interrupt but he held up a hand, "Please let me finish. I also operate in the open when it serves my purpose to continue my identity as a deal maker. In this particular situation I am hidden and wish to stay that way. I was not able to control as much of the stock as I wished without being recognized. The best cover is to have several big winners that are not connected in any way."

So I am just a part of his cover? "This isn’t making any sense; you know hundreds perhaps thousands of people that would have gladly taken part in this. Again, why me?"

"True I know many people but I do not know anyone else that enjoys the life style the way you do."

How did this lead to my life style? Besides, what life style; the past weekend was the first ever with someone other than my wife. "I don’t know where you are going with this." I explained my situation to him again as he nodded in agreement.

"I truly admired the manner in which you conducted yourself. Every activity was adjusted to Sandy’s tastes. You would give her instructions from time to time but you did not employ demands or vulgarity to accomplish your goals. Even though it was your first meeting it was a loving and fun time for both of you."

"Okay, so I’m one of the good guys, I’m still not following this." 

"I have been to clubs and seen some of the brutality that is passed off as BDSM. It is disgusting to me. The type of play we had is much more to my taste. I found your office very interesting because you had music playing, soft peaceful music. You also play music and from the music books I saw it is the same type music. This is the type of man I want as a partner in an endeavor I have planned."

"That is all well and good but it still doesn’t answer the main question."

"Yes it does. You always have consideration for you partner in play and I am sure the same considerations would apply in any situation. You can be trusted to do no harm. The fact that you followed my suggestion on the stock is a good example. You entered with such a small amount that the overall picture was not altered. Again, no harm."

Finally I was getting the picture; he needed someone to front some kind of new operation. I wasn’t sure this was anything I wanted to get into. The past week had been a real strain and I didn’t want any more of that.

"I wish to set up a community, a complete community with a BDSM theme. I wish for you to find a location for it and see to the development of the community."

Finally he had my interest. It would be nice to have somewhere to go that your activities did not need to be hidden. I was hooked as I thought about a little cabin that would be available by the day with a full service staff available. Right, dream on.

"I must go now as I have other commitments that need attention. Please think about what I have said the rest of the weekend. I will call you in a few days."

We shook hands and he was gone. I just sat down and was lost in possibilities for the rest of the day. Great idea but, and there were several buts, that quickly came to mind. The biggest one being that I couldn’t be out of town to oversee such an undertaking; who would care for my wife in my absence? Speaking of my wife, she was due back on a 7 PM flight and I better get going.

The flight was late, a wheelchair that should have been there had to be located; the luggage took forever to show up in the carrousel. It was past 10 PM when I was finally able to get her into bed. She was asleep in seconds.

I checked the Internet for property available within 100 miles of Dallas. After a couple hours of searching it became apparent the bulk of the farms and small ranches that were listed were pretty much all in a rather small area just a few miles square. This lead to another search to determine what had happened to cause this.

I found that a small manufacturing plant that employed a couple hundred people had relocated to, guess where, Mexico. I just love NAFTA, don’t you? The plant was also for sale, cheap. To increase the problems in the area the rainfall had been considerably below normal for the past three years. Result; the farmers and ranchers were losing money and without supplemental employment income they could not survive.

I suspected that most of the property could be purchased for far less than the listing price, however I started to hatch another idea. We would need to own everything within a perimeter of two or three miles. Two square miles is 2560 acres. Three square miles would be 5760 acres. The normal asking price was around $400.00 per acre for farmland. Add in the value of improvements such as building and it would be twice that amount.

There would be some folks that did not want to sell which would be a problem. How to convince them? A little subterfuge was in order. Make hard offers to all their neighbors’ contingent on the holdouts selling also. Should work. Local peer pressure is a lot more effective than a checkbook at times.

I wasn’t used to thinking in these terms.  I would have to discuss this with Klaus tomorrow. I glanced at the clock; it was tomorrow and almost noon.

I left a message on his voice mail and took a nap on the couch.

My wife woke me up just a couple hours later, She was feeling much better and was hungry. I fixed a light lunch and we chatted as we ate. Ever the diplomat she didn’t ask about any activities that may have taken place in her absence.

She made her way to the office with my help to play a few games on her computer. She soon tired and I helped her back to bed setting the TV to her favorite channel.

As I returned to the living room Klaus returned my call. I reported what I had discovered and asked how large a compound he had in mind. "The bigger the better it will be particularly if it is possible to limit access to the area. Perhaps I should meet you and we can go over the possibilities."

He was at the house within an hour with drawings of what he envisioned. It was impressive to say the least, a community that was almost totally self sufficient. It was too much to take in all at once. He suggested that I should personally see the area and contact some of the local people to get a feel for the prevailing attitudes. He was really serious; the cost of millions of dollars didn’t cause him to even so much as raise an eyebrow and that was just for the land and existing structures. The additional costs would be at least as great.

The cover story was simple; a large corporation was planning to establish an experimental farm to work on the problems created by the decreasing rainfall and would need many acres for the purpose. The idea was to work in the affected areas rather than in some University greenhouse on the other side of the country with totally artificial conditions. Sounded okay to me just so long as no one wanted the name of the corporation.

I made a list of things to do in the morning. First on the list was a call to my stockbroker with instructions to roll that stock over into my annuity account. Next was a call to my wife’s doctor for a recommendation of a 24/7 nurse for a couple of weeks. Finally I called a motel in a little town near the target area and made reservations. That was enough for today, bedtime and try to get some sleep with all of this running through my head.

I woke up at eight, fix breakfast for the two of us and explained to her that I had a temporary job that was going to keep me out of town for a few days. She wasn’t happy about it but thought the money would come in handy; I hadn’t told her about the stock yet.

The broker thought I was crazy until he checked the value of the stock then he could barely speak but agreed. The doctor recommended a nurse that had considerable experience that would cost $100.00 a day. She would be at the house by noon. All that was left was packing for the trip.

The nurse, Ms. Barbara Banks arrived right on time. She was an older, who am I kidding, woman that knew her business. My wife and I agreed she would be wonderful. I gave her two weeks pay and made arrangements for her to buy anything that was needed and I would reimburse her when I returned. She had my cell phone number and the number at the motel.

I kissed my wife good bye and I was on my way. The trip took nearly three hours mostly due to construction and traffic as I was trying to leave the city. I checked into the motel and just drove around the area making notes about which properties were up for sale; there were a lot of them. The little factory seemed to be at the center of what appeared to be the most desperate section.

I returned to the motel, which was a little Spartan but clean and began to locate the phone numbers of the owners of the properties. I wasn’t interested in the realtors; the owners would make the decisions. The asking prices were in line with what I had expected. All of them were willing to negotiate. I set up a meeting with a half dozen owners for the next morning at a local restaurant a few miles away from the area; it was the closest thing to a meeting room that I was able to locate.

I began the meeting with an offer to buy everyone breakfast which went over well. The research story held up and when I said I would be willing to pay the asking price and selling costs they cheered. When I offered to purchase any farm equipment that was in good working order I thought I was going to be mobbed. I met with some disbelief when I stated that I wanted to buy 9 full and uninterrupted sections they were amazed. When they understood that it meant all property must be included, no holdouts they wilted. I explained that it would be up to them whether or not I would be able to complete my offers. "These people are you neighbors and friends, you will have much more influence with them than I will."

The gentleman that seemed to be the leader of the group, Bill, talked a little bit about the fact that some of the farms had been on the marker for a couple years and this was the only offer that had been made. He was a real inspiration and they were going to do it one way or another. Time would tell how well they followed through.

I had a private conversation with Bill after the meeting. He agreed to arrange a meeting of all the owners at the little factory for the following evening. I asked about any lawyers in the area; there was only one within twenty miles but Bill said he was okay.

The next item was the county commissioners. We didn’t want any public roads running across the property. I offered to buy the few roads involved, which would put them back on the tax rolls. As many of the properties had back taxes owed they would be brought up to date with the sale. I also informed them that the whole deal depended on their agreement. I saw the lights come on in their eyes as they realized the cash flow that would generate. Soon a letter of intent was drawn up and signed.

The two realtors were next on my list. Word hadn’t gotten to them yet about the plans, which was what I was hoping for. I was just a potential buyer to them. I started by determining that the farms were not selling, neither of them had closed a deal in over two years on the properties I was interested in. Then I made my offer. I would buy everything they had listed within the boundaries I had set. Now that I had their attention I dropped the bomb. I would not pay their normal commissions of 10% on farmland and 6% on improved property. I would pay 1% on everything. It took a few minutes to drive home the point they were getting nothing now but the reduced commission would be more than they had made in several years. When they totaled up all the listings involved they quickly agreed. I sweetened the pot a little by offering to also pay 1% for handling the completion of the other purchases that were to be made.

Now if the owners just did their part we were all set. I got a decent meal at the little restaurant and returned to the motel. I called Klaus with an update and made arrangements to have funds available to cover all the different transactions. A phone call to the house to make sure all was well and bedtime, finally.

Up and going again by eight. Coffee at the restaurant and a meeting with a local lawyer named Paul Norton. Paul’s office was a small building behind his home that was comfortable but plain. There were only a couple file cabinets to be seen and I suspected there wasn’t a lot of need for his services. Although he was located five miles from the target area he was aware of what I was doing. That saved some time and I got right to the point, "I would like to contract with you to approve all the paper work on the transactions. Make sure everything is correct and legal, no loop holes or hidden problems."

"The normal cost is $250.00 per transaction with some extras such as liens and probate proceedings as they come to light."

"This is not a normal situation. I will pay $100.00 per transaction plus the extras on a case by case basis. I suspect that will total out at about fifteen thousand and should be mostly completed within a month. Everything is contingent on being able to acquire all the properties."   

He looked down at his desk for a moment, "I was expecting something like this from what I have heard about your dealings and before you say it I know that is a lot more than I normally make in three months. Actually it is more than I thought you were going to offer. Deal."

I asked if he could be present at the meeting that was planned for later in the day. "I wouldn’t miss it," he responded.

A woman entered the office without knocking carrying a tray with a coffee pot and cups. As she set the tray on the coffee table I noticed she was wearing heavy bracelets on both wrists, which didn’t completely conceal what looked like recent rope marks. Interesting. Paul introduced her as his wife, Tammy, I acknowledged her as I continued to appraise her generally. A pretty girl, about 35 with a genuine smile on her face, not the pasted on look so common now. She poured the coffee and said, "I’ll see you later," and she disappeared through the door.

There was more going on between them than would meet the unsuspecting eye. I don’t make snap decision as a rule but for some reason, rope marks perhaps, I made an exception.

"There will be a position open as soon as all transactions are completed for a legal counsel. Would you be interested in a long term retainer as the local legal eagle for The Group?"

"I’m sure we could work something out but I would need to know a lot more about ‘The Group’ as you call it."

We continued to chat for about an hour discussing the potential hold outs that he expected. He volunteered to make a presentation at the meeting, which would carry a considerable impact as he was well respected in the area.

Now the only hurdle was getting everyone to agree to sell. I drove through the target area again, noting which buildings would be usable and which would be removed.

As expected there were three holdouts. The rest of the group tried everything possible to convince them, threats, promises, sympathy but they would not budge. The most adamant was a crippled old man in his 80s that should have been in a nursing home. I recognized his name as being on the mailbox of the most rundown property in the target area. The other two owned small 5 acre plots with nice homes and were reluctant to sell because that was all that was left of a once upon a time family homestead.

Paul talked to the old man for a few minutes and discovered his concern was that he was ready to go to a nursing home but feared the government would take everything he owned. This was sticky and I let Paul work it out. With his objection removed the others reluctantly fell in line. Everything was a GO!

I hung around for the balance of the two weeks before heading back to the city. All was well at home and a routine was established to handle the payments on purchases that were completed. Paul would call with the information on cleared deals and I would wire the money directly to the bank accounts of the previous owners. Two months later it was over. An additional 30 days and everyone had moved on except Bill. I had asked him to stay until everything had been settled.

I contacted Klaus with the good new and asked that he visit the area with me. I suggested that he bring Kathy along, preferable with rope marks on her wrists. He didn’t ask why so I dropped the subject and set up a time for him to meet me.

The first stop we made was to see Paul. Klaus questioned him very closely for several minutes covering everything from the total cost so far to what he expected to happen next. Paul’s answers were right on track. Klaus suggest that we step out for a smoke before we continued the meeting. As soon as we were outside he asked, "How did you determine he would be good as our legal counsel?"

I explained the rope marks on his wife’s wrist, "He has the same interests and as an insider he would be very valuable."

"Very good. I must meet his wife then. Do you have any other surprises waiting for me?"

"I think so but I’m not sure yet. You can help make the determination later today."

As we returned to the office Tammy was bringing coffee from the house. I noticed Klaus look at her wrists as she poured. He turned to Kathy who had been sitting in the back of the room and saw a slight smile cross her lips.

Klaus began with a question, "I understand you would be interested in a position with our organization." Paul nodded his agreement. "I feel you should know there will be considerable legal work in the start up phase of this project. You will require direct and complete information to be effective."

He quickly turned to Tammy, "what ever happened to your wrists, my dear?"

She looked surprised but recovered quickly, "You must ask Paul about that, Sir" and quickly left the room.

Paul looked down at his desk again; apparently this was a common way for him to think, "Gentlemen, that is a private matter between my wife and me. It does not concern you."

"On the contrary it concerns us greatly. You are being considered for a very well paid position within ‘The Project’. Everything concerns us at this point. We do not like surprises."

"Can I count on your discretion?" He asked.

Klaus quickly answered in the affirmative.

"Tammy enjoys being tied up at times. It is harmless."

"I see. Are there many people in this area with such interests?"

"A few but I can’t divulge their names."

Klaus contemplated this for moment, "As you are currently on our payroll, lawyer client confidentiality is in place, correct?"

"Yes, of course."

"Very well then. Kathy please come here." Kathy stood beside him, Please raise the cuffs of your blouse." She had chosen to wear a long sleeved blouse to conceal her rope marks.

Paul stared at the marks with his mouth open. "I don’t understand what this means," he stated quietly.

"It’s a long story but what it means is we have a common interest. It is an interest that many people have but society frowns on it so it is hidden, mostly underground. We wish to establish a community where this is not only acceptable but also common. When I say community I refer to a complete social organization."

"We now have nine square miles of property that can be secured and privacy assured. It will be developed as outlined. We will need many people to accomplish this. You are the first."

"We need good people with skills in many areas to accomplish our goal. Now who are the other people that share our interests?"