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“Good morning, sir,” Giselle answered her phone. She sat in a lotus position on her bed and spoke in French. “Have you taken breakfast yet?”
“Morning? What time is it there Giselle?”
“One in the morning,” she replied, looking at the alarm clock on the nightstand.
“I thought it was earlier. Midnight,” He hmmed.
“No, sir,” Giselle said.
“It doesn’t matter. How are you handling our Mr Lahey?”
“Sir?” Giselle frowned.
“The seller,” he said over ground teeth.
“Mr MacKay. Yes, I’m sorry. I haven’t spoken with him since he used myself and Mr Marcusson’s daughter sexually at noon.”
“I understand taking possession of you, but why the girl?” he scoffed. “She can’t be as beautiful as you.”
“Thank you, sir,” Giselle nodded. “She is pretty in a young uncertain way. Perhaps he has young tastes. However, I believe he did not know the utility of the coins when he harvested Frieda.”
“Pretty name,” Maxim said. “I had a Frieda once. A caretaker for Natasha when she was little.”
“Yes sir.”
“Before your time, I suppose,” Maxim said. “My driver is here. If you cannot be here because he requires you, make sure I am arranged to be greeted at the airport.”
“I am to meet Mr Marcusson at the airport. I have alerted him that I may have to take a meeting and he will be there either way.” Giselle said.
“Good.”
“It’s nothing,” Giselle said.
“No word from Natasha?” He asked.
“She hasn’t used the credit card you’ve given her,” Giselle said.
“No, she wouldn’t.” He sighed. “She’s had a history of going on her walkabouts and knows how we found her before.”
“I will see you soon,” Giselle said.
“If you have the opportunity, make yourself indispensable to our Mr MacKay.”
“I will sir.” Giselle hung up and frowned. She considered contacting Owen, but felt she had better wait until she was well rested and prepared to overwhelm him.
Elizabeth hung back as Darlene opened Owen’s bedroom door. The sounds of pleasure and passion rumbled off the bed. Elizabeth had no idea which twin he was fucking, that girl was face down with her legs scissored around Owen’s far thigh. The other one, was silhouetted by the window behind her as she sat on her ankles furiously masturbating.
“Not how I would’ve used twins,” Darlene said.
“You don’t have a cock,” the kneeling twin answered.
“That sister’s got the brains,” Darlene leaned back and whispered at me.
Owen turned. Elizabeth raised her right hand and waved with a wiggle of her fingers. She felt so self conscious. Her party dress stunk of dancing sweat. The whole bedroom smelled of cloying sex. The apartment had funk of girl to it as well. She wasn’t special. Roxxi touched the small of Elizabeth’s back as she rushed around the waitress. Roxxi followed Darlene into the bedroom. Roxxi had stripped before coming over from the living room.
“Roxxi, push down Barbara, and start licking,” Owen pointed to the kneeling twin. “Darlene - seems like you got where you wanted to be.”
He leaned back and kissed Darlene over his shoulder. Elizabeth saw her work buddy, her fellow sex slave, her only friend who could understand being fearless where Elizabeth could only be petrified. Darlene was fucking Elizabeth’s man with that cunt that made Elizabeth cry. And two other sluts. That only accounted for the bedroom.
“Bed’s not really built for six,” Janice said. It was a queen sized mattress. It was a struggle for three.
“I can’t really watch that anymore.” Elizabeth gestured to the couch. Tamara was verbally tearing down Jewel while holding her ex-husband’s new fiance to her pussy. Tamara had to sound so sweet when she outlined every freedom they had all lost.
Elizabeth wished she had someone to tear down so she could feel better. Roxxi? It was really hard to bully someone if eating her pussy was the cost of getting caught. She hoped she never got used to girl sex. She hoped she started to love it.
“Yeah, Tamara’s enjoying herself,” Janice nodded. “How many days does Jewel go through Tamara’s abuse before Owen notices and puts a stop to it?”
“Only a few, I hope,” Elizabeth frowned.
“You wanna get cleaned up before we join them?”
“Zera and Wendy are in the shower.”
“Well, we can run across the hall to my apartment.”
“I need a shower. But it’s always going to be we.” Elizabeth’s shoulders slumped.
Janice reached over and rubbed the blond waitress’s shoulder. They watched the change happening on the bed.
Owen was throwing Brandy off his cock and dragging Darlene around him. Darlene’s ass was dropped between Brandy’s thighs. Owen climbed over both of them. Darlene greedily grabbed Owen’s hair and they made out as Owen worked his cock into Darlene. Brandy squirmed for a moment and then accepted she was pinned.
“Owen’s not going to ask, but he’ll expect us to pick up for him,” Janice said.
“Great, now I’m a maid,” Elizabeth sighed and dropped her shoulders.
“Ish,” Janice said. “Roxxi’s been given that job, as far as I know. I think she likes it. Being the house elf.”
“And no one’ll ever give her clothes,” Elizabeth said.
“She wouldn’t take them,” Janice laughed. “So, what’ll it take for you to be happy?”
“Hah,” Elizabeth said. “I lost the boyfriend who was probably going to be my husband. I have to hang out and worse with bitches that hurt me. Dad knows I’m a whore and he’s going to take it out on Mom.”
Janice snap-grabbed Elizabeth’s hand. Elizabeth frowned and looked shocked at the warrior panic on Janice’s face. Elizabeth shook her head manically.
“Not violently!” Elizabeth assured Janice. “Passive aggressively mostly. It might be what finally pushes them to divorce. They stayed together until I was 18, and then it was until I finished college. I don’t know what excuse they’re using anymore.”
“Sounds like they love each other but don’t know how to fight,” Janice said. “Dad’s a marriage counsellor.”
“Oh,” Elizabeth said. “Back to your question. I need someone who loves me.”
“You could get pregnant,” Janice said.
“What?” Elizabeth stared madly at Janice. “It’s not my body to get pregnant!”
“Yeah, that’s the argument I used to get Roxxi to put in an IUD yesterday,” Janice nodded. “But what’s Owen done to keep you on birth control?”
“Nothing,” Elizabeth frowned.
“And he still paints your uterus with cum every day,” Janice said. She gestured with a hand, a light roll, telling Elizabeth to take the thought and run with it.
“But, he’s a guy. He doesn’t want to get me pregnant; he’s just thinking with his prick.”
“He’s cared about this crap with his exes. Talk to Tamara,” Janice gestured to the couch. Elizabeth turned her head away and forced Tamara’s sweet poisoned words from her ears.
“OK, maybe he wasn’t always a carless idiot. But that was before he had too many women he knew what to do with,” Elizabeth said.
“As soon as he’s certain he knocked one of us up. He’ll man up,” Janice said.
“Or he’ll ask me to abort it!” Elizabeth hissed.
Janice flinched and rolled her head back. “Are you Christian?”
“Enough, not really,” Elizabeth shook her head. “I don’t want to get my hopes up when someone else could rip it away from me.”
“Yeah,” Janice sighed. “You could get a dog, maybe?”
Elizabeth stopped answering Janice. She looked into the bedroom and matched gazes with Owen. She reached behind her and struggled for the zipper of her dress. Janice pulled it down. Elizabeth stepped over her panties and walked into the bedroom.
Tamara panted and laid back and smiled at the ceiling. She lost her smile when she pulled her hand from Jewel’s hair and the tangles caught her finger. She growled and yanked.
“Fuck! Ow! Stop it!” Jewel pleaded.
“Let go of my Goddamn hand ... Owen’s hand...” Tamara eased her pulling.
“Owen’s hair,” Jewel countered.
“Shit,” Tamara scowled. “I can’t even get ‘filthy whore’ tattooed across your lower back.”
“I didn’t steal Glen. He left you.” Jewel looked up. Her face was red from the pressure of Tamara’s thighs and soaked by the cum Tamara had smeared and sprayed on her.
“Don’t tempt me to claw your eyes out.” Tamara crossed her arms.
“Now, I’m going to fuck your new man,” Jewel grinned.
“He’s going to fuck us. And I get to be in love, while you just get raped.” Tamara messed up Jewel’s hair as Jewel dropped her eyes.
“This is his, he can’t take it without consent. It’s not -- You’re only saying that to hurt me.” Jewel said. “Are you happy yet? Am I beaten up enough?”
Tamara looked around and found herself and Jewel alone in the living room. The sounds of sex from the bedroom were loud constant and women overriding woman that Tamara couldn’t place a voice among the moans. The bathroom door opened.
Wendy was wearing a towel and holding it tightly around her body. Zera was drying her hair with a towel but letting her naked body be displayed.
“Hey,” Zera said. “Party moved in here?”
“Apparently,” Tamara said.
“You sticking with your bitch?” Zera asked.
“I don’t know,” Tamara asked.
“What about me?” Wendy asked. “I shouldn’t be here.”
“Why not?” Jewel said.
“I had a boyfriend and--”
“So did Elizabeth,” Tamara said. “Jewel here was about to get married. I think one of the twins is married.”
“Barbara,” Jewel said. “Not the one with the hair color. She did that to make sure Barbara’s husband didn’t drunkenly mistake her and sleep with her anymore.”
“Fifty bucks says it wasn’t a mistake,” Zera laughed.
“Safe bet,” Jewel agreed nodding.
“Hm...” Tamara said. “There’s no room on the bed.”
Zera looked in and then threw her towel back into the bathroom. “No, Elizabeth and Janice are floating around while the others are a tangle of limbs.”
Wendy waved along with Zera through the door at whoever’s attention they had collected.
“And he’s not calling for us,” Tamara nodded. “And I got this one until Owen needs her.”
Tamara stood up and climbed over the back of the couch waving her pussy and ass in Jewel’s face. “You guys coming this way or going in?”
“In,” Zera said and picked up Wendy’s hand. Tamara gasped and smirked as Jewel grabbed her pussy.
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