The Arrangement [Box Set] Page 9

  April cried out when Tyler finally inserted the enormous girth of his shaft into her tight little asshole. She felt like he was ripping her apart. He’d been loosening her up with his fingers for a few minutes but they were nothing compared to the monstrous cock that he was now forcing deep into her anus. Tyler’s dick was far thicker than his fingers, and it was only with a tremendous amount of pressure that the tip of his cock finally began to slide into the bum. He started gently but soon grew more and more vigorous, ramming his cock into her ass with strong, wide thrusts of his torso. April felt like her butt was going to be torn to shreds by it but she could hear Kit shouting for him to go harder and harder.

  As she was being rammed in the asshole by the cock, April herself began sucking Kit’s cunt harder and faster so that at last, with a gush of juice that spilled all over April’s face, Kit climaxed in an ecstasy of orgasm. Kit cried out and pressed April’s face so hard against her dripping, squirting cunt that she couldn’t breathe. Kit held April’s face there for the length of the orgasm, which seemed to last forever, and April gasped for breath when she was finally released.

  She licked up every last bit of juice that had squirted out of Kit and then wiped her mouth and tried to catch her breath while all the time being rammed by Tyler from behind. She looked up at Kit who was now smiling at her. Kit sat up and leaned forward and gave her a long passionate kiss on the mouth. April had never kissed a woman like that in her life and was amazed at how sensual and delicate Kit’s lips and tongue were. Kit got up and immediately Charmaine sat in her place. April saw that Charmaine was now holding onto the leash.

  —You didn’t think you were finished already, did you? Charmaine said and spread her legs wide in front of April.

  —You be nice to her, Kit said. She’s a little darling.

  Exhausted, April began the process of eating Charmaine, gently pushing her tongue into Charmaine’s wet vagina while Kit and Midge sat on the opposite bench with Jay, Gabe and Brad. April flicked her tongue all over Charmaine’s cunt and was surprised when Charmaine started convulsing in orgasm just a few minutes into her treatment. Charmaine must have been dying to come because it had barely taken any time at all to bring her to climax.

  April licked the vagina and sucked up any juice that was on it and then wiped her face on her arm. She was still being continuously pounded from behind by Tyler’s rock hard rod of muscle.

  —I think it’s time we finished this little test, Kit said. You’ve been a darling little bunny, April. You’re going to enjoy this.

  April looked up from where she was and saw that Gabe was coming over to her. He was holding onto the leash now. He sprawled his legs over the couch in front of her and sat down and for a moment April thought she was going to have to suck him off but that was not the plan at all. Gabe swung his legs up onto the couch and slid his body underneath April’s. On her hands and knees it was not difficult for Gabe to get beneath her. He held her up while Tyler continued to pound her poor little asshole and when he was down far enough on the couch he lowered her slowly so that the lips of her vagina touched the tip of his firm, ripe cock.

  —Oh my god, she cried, as Gabe’s dick plunged into the wet mouth of her cunt. She was now being double fucked by two of the largest and hottest cocks she could imagine. They were both pounding her in an overwhelming rhythm and she could feel the two penises almost touch as one of them thrust deep into her anus and the other plunged all the way up her vaginal passage.

  The sensation was so rich and deep and overpowering that she almost lost consciousness. She was a rag doll and they could do as they liked with her. She couldn’t influence the rhythm or pace at all. With one cock she would have been able to signal whether she wanted it harder or softer, faster or slower. With two cocks pounding into her simultaneously all that became impossible and the only thing for her to do was keep her legs spread as the two men did whatever they wanted to her. All she could tell at this point was that she was being completely and deeply screwed, right into the core of her body. Her pussy and her ass were tingling with exquisite pleasure and she felt as if she was going to have a heart attack when she finally climaxed. She closed her eyes and began to wail out in sheer sexual joy as waited for the two penises to fire their loads into her. It was the most intense sensation of her life.

  And as if that was not enough, when she opened her eyes she saw that Brad was now standing in front of her. He was standing right over Gabe and Gabe’s face was just inches from Brad’s scrotum. April instantly knew what she was meant to do and craned her neck back, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and allowed Brad to face fuck her while her ass and cunt were being fucked by Tyler and Gabe.

  It seemed to April that all four of them climaxed together. Her body rocked to its core as wave after wave of orgasmic convulsion flowed through every muscle she had. She felt the fire of Tyler’s cock explode in her asshole, filling her anus with his hot, sticky goo and overflowing out onto her buttocks. As she screamed out Yes, Gabe pulled her close and held her tight as his cock poured squirt after squirt of juicy semen into her cunt. She felt as if she’d been connected to a garden hose and was being blasted with a jet deep inside her vagina. At the same moment, Brad filled her mouth and splashed her face with yet more semen, coming so hard that he literally roared out, causing an echo throughout the cavernous room.

  —Good little bunny rabbit, Kit said as April collapsed onto the couch. Now you’ll be loyal, won’t you?

  April nodded at her. Kit came over and licked April’s asshole and had a taste of Tyler’s juice which was oozing out of it.

  —Are you still thinking of going back to work?

  —No. I swear it, April said.

  Kit leaned down and whispered into April’s ear.

  —Good. Because I have this entire little performance on video.

  VI

  THE NEXT DAY APRIL LAY by the pool and allowed her body to recover from the extreme ordeal that it had gone through the day before. Her bum was still sore from the ramming it had taken and she felt as if she could still feel the sticky pungency of semen in her throat. She drank glass after glass of soda water to wash away the feeling.

  At dinner she hadn’t been able to look Walter in the eye. It was true that all of this was his doing, he had been the one who’d brought them into this arrangement, but she didn’t know if he knew just how naughty the girls got when they were alone.

  She was mortified about what had happened at The Lace Cat. She had been forced to suck the vaginas of all three of the other wives and she had been used by three men at once. She was afraid that someday Walter might see the recording that Kit had made of the encounter, especially because there had been parts of it where she had been clearly enjoying herself. Never in a million years would April have suspected that she was capable of being such a slut. Once she was given the opportunity though, she had been all over the experience and she knew that would be obvious on the video.

  She was also worried about her relationship with Kit and the other wives. She didn’t know if the encounter had been a once off or if she was going to be humiliated and used like that for the enjoyment of the other girls all the time. She didn’t know if it had been a way of testing her and securing her loyalty or if she was to be their slave as well as the slave of the men.

  Her mind was racing. She thought of her daughters at the Greenwood Academy and prayed that they were settling into their new routine better than she was. She allowed the maid, Carla, to refill her glass as she stared into the light blue water of the pool. How had her life come to this?

  She wondered if she wasn’t perhaps worse off than her mother had been. Her mother had always struggled to find security. She’d gone from man to man and home to home like a doll being passed around. She’d never been able to find a truly secure place in the world for herself and her two daughters but April was certain that no matter how difficult things became she’d never been used for sexual gratification they way she had at The Lace Cat.


  Sitting there, thinking on what she had become, a plaything for a group of wealthy couples, she found herself crying. She was crying because of how powerless she was in this new arrangement. She’d been punished brutally by Kit simply for mentioning the thought of getting a job. And she was crying because of how isolated she was. The only people she knew and could talk to were the partners, their wives, and the staff who depended on the firm for their livelihoods. There was no one here at all who was unconnected to the firm.

  She wept also because of her own weakness and cowardice. She knew she was being a coward. She had options. Everyone in the world had options and she was no different from all the countless other women who found themselves in abusive or controlling marriages. It was her husband who had brought her here and it was her husband who was keeping her here. And yet, she couldn’t bare the thought of fighting him. Not only would she lose all the wealth and security that she had just so recently acquired but she would also risk losing access to her two daughters. At least now she could still see them on weekends and holidays. If she fought Walter she didn’t know what would happen. The firm had powerful friends and she had no doubt that they would use the girls as pawns in any divorce battle.

  She looked at the water in the pool and decided that she wanted to swim. She called Carla and told her to bring out a bathing suit and towel. The sun was shining and she felt she might as well make the most of the luxuries that she was paying so dearly for. She tried to put on a brave face when Carla returned with the bathing suit.

  Carla was about to leave and it crossed April’s mind that she had been forced to eat three pussies but no one had eaten hers. She realized just how similar she could become to Kit and the other ladies as she looked at Carla and told her to wait.

  —I want you to help me get dressed, she said.

  Carla nodded and helped April out of her sundress. Then April turned her back to her and Carla undid the clasp of her bra. She turned and faced Carla with her pert breasts exposed in the sunshine and looked at the woman. Carla was at least forty, she probably had a family but none of that seemed important to April. After all, she had a family of her own and that hadn’t protected her from being used at The Lace Cat for the other wives’ enjoyment.

  Carla looked at her and when she wasn’t dismissed she realized that she was expected to help April out of her panties. She got down on her knees and pulled April’s panties down to her ankles. April stepped out of them. Now she was entirely naked.

  She looked down at Carla’s head. It was just inches from her pussy. She felt an overwhelming desire to take Carla’s head in her hands and push it into her cunt. It wasn’t that she wanted the sexual pleasure of having her vagina licked. That wasn’t it at all. She’d had enough sex to last her quite a while and she could think of better uses for her pussy than having another woman lick it. What she wanted was to vindicate herself. She wanted to assert her own dominance and autonomy and Carla was the only person around who was lower than her in the pecking order. All she had to do was take Carla’s head the way Kit had taken hers and push it into her cunt and tell Carla to lick it. Then she would no longer be simply the slut that everyone else could control. She would have some control of her own.

  She looked down at Carla but she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t become Kit. Not yet at least. This wasn’t her. She allowed Carla to help her into her swimsuit and then sent her on some errands. Carla thanked her profusely, as if she knew just how close she’d come to being made more than just a maid.

  April dived into the crystal clear water of the pool and she couldn’t tell as she swam whether she was crying or not.

  VII

  WHEN WALTER CAME HOME THAT night April made sure there was a nice meal ready. She had the cook prepare duck. She also had the formal dining table set and the candles lit so that they could have a romantic evening together. They had a well stocked cellar in the house and she went into it herself to select some of the finest wine. She didn’t know why she was going to all the trouble. It wasn’t as if she felt close to Walter lately. He’d brought her into this situation after all. It was more the fact that she felt the need to have some sort of ally, and some sort of human connection. She felt lonely and vulnerable and weak and she thought a nice evening with Walter would make her feel more secure and safe.

  She met Walter at the front door after work like he was a guest coming to visit the house. She took his coat and hat and hung them up for him. Then she brought him into the dining room.

  —Wow, this looks great, he said.

  —It’s nothing. With all the help we have now I really don’t have to try very hard.

  —Well I think it looks great.

  April had no idea how much Walter knew about what had happened at The Lace Cat. She didn’t even know if he knew she’d gone shopping with the other girls. After dinner she had Carla bring down some of the lingerie boxes that had been delivered. Almost a hundred boxes had arrived so this was really just a sample of the outfits that April thought were the most humiliating. It included the animal costumes, a full leather body suit, and some of the other kinkier garments that were made of leather, latex or involved chains.

  —What’s all this? Walter said as April took the boxes from Carla and laid them out on the dining table when they were finished eating.

  —I presume you knew that the other wives took me shopping yesterday?

  —Of course I did, and I hope you had a lovely time.

  —Not quite, April said.

  Walter looked surprised. —What do you mean?

  April had no intention of telling Walter everything that had happened at The Lace Cat. She would have been mortified if he ever saw the video recording that had been made. All she wanted to do was get a sense of his attitude toward the more blatantly humiliating garments that had been selected for her by Kit.

  She pulled out the kitten outfit.

  —What do you think of this?

  —What do you mean? Walter said.

  —Don’t you think it’s a little risqué?

  —Not particularly.

  April’s heart sank. She could see where this was going. She shouldn’t have brought it up. She sat back down at the table, utterly defeated.

  —I suppose you want me to wear those outfits for your partners.

  —Is there going to be some sort of problem, April? Because if there is you can tell me right now. You’re not irreplaceable you know. I could find a hundred other girls to take your place and you’d be out on your ass with no where to go. You’d have nothing. Is that what you want?

  April couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She hadn’t meant to upset Walter like this at all. She’d just felt the need for his support. Now it was clear she wouldn’t be getting that, at least not if she went against any of his wishes or those of the other partners and their wives.

  —I’m sorry, Walter. Please don’t be like that. You know I’ll do whatever you want.

  —Whatever I want?

  —Of course I will.

  —Are you certain, April? Because lately I’ve been getting the feeling that you won’t do what I want at all. You insist on fighting me on every single little detail of our life. I try to put the girls in a nice school, you fight me. Kit takes you out shopping, you’re insulted by what she chooses. Herb provides you with a new home and a chauffeur and you’re suspicious of it all. To be honest, April, I’m starting to have my doubts that you’ll ever be satisfied. I’m getting pretty tired of it. I could find a much more pliable and compliant wife if you don’t feel like playing along.

  —Oh, please, Walter, don’t speak like that. I’m completely satisfied. I swear to you I am.

  —You better be, April.

  —I am, Walter.

  —And if I hear so much as a hint from Herb or Pete or Frank that you’re not acting entirely to their satisfaction, or any of their wives, I mean it, you’ll be out on your ass so fast you won’t know what hit you.

  —I swear, Walter. I’m going
to make you so proud of me. You won’t even know I’m the same girl.

  —Well I’m glad to hear it, April, because you’ve got a very big night tomorrow.

  April’s heart sank. She was terrified of what it might entail.

  —We’ve got some important clients to impress in the coming weeks. Herb wants you and Midge to come out and help us entertain them.

  —What did he have in mind? April said.

  —I don’t know, honey. Whatever it takes, remember. That’s what you promised, and that’s what you’re going to have to deliver. Look around you. Look at this house. Look at all this wealth. If you want it to last, if you want even a shred of decency and security in your life, then you better resign yourself to doing whatever we need. Am I clear?

  —Of course you are, darling.

  —And it’s a good thing Kit brought you out and bought you those clothes because tomorrow night you’re going to need them.

  —Of course, darling, she said. Of course. Then she got up from her seat and went around the table to Walter’s seat and kissed him as long and passionately as she could. When she felt him grow stiff in his pants she brought him up to their bedroom and asked him to select an outfit for her from the hundred boxes that were piled up in her dressing room.

  I can make this work, she said to herself all the while. I can make this work. I have no other choice. I have to make it work.

  I

  APRIL MASTERSON SAT NEXT TO the phone for over an hour before she finally summoned the courage to pick it up. She had the brochure for the Greenwood Academy next to her and she read the number from it as she dialed. She knew Walter would be upset with her but it had been almost two weeks since she’d seen the girls and she hadn’t had a single call. A woman’s voice answered.

  —Greenwood Academy.

  —Hello. This is April Masterson calling for Lucy and Mary Masterson.