The Russian Enterprise Ch. 10

"Thank you Tony." Lena smiled. Already she imagined herself as the woman clinging to his arm. "Good man!"

Lena congratulated him, stroking his cock and giving his balls a little tug. The silk fabric pulled on Tony's erection, making it stand higher. Pre-cum was leaking through, leaving a big wet patch.

"As part of our game you can make a wish. You have sacrificed something, so now you have earned a little reward. What is it to be?"

Tony thought once more. He knew he was strong enough to overpower these girls immediately but he didn't want to do it. He was lost in this little game of theirs and wanted to be part of it - part of both their lives in fact - but as they tightened their grip on his wrists and his balls, the full realization struck home: both women would not be available to him. Only one of them was on offer - Lena.

"There is something," he ventured. "If you say I can't have her at all, can I at least touch her before she goes?"

The sisters couldn't believe their luck. This big crime boss of theirs was lying on his back between them, asking their permission to touch. He must be besotted. They looked at each other along the length of his body and somehow they felt quite fond of this lion of a man laid low.

"Naked or clothed?" Katya asked, preparing herself.

"You know there's only one answer to that," Tony replied.

"Nicely done!" Lena exclaimed. "You earn another reward. May I release your companion here?"

"Ohh! Please!" Tony moaned as Lena took hold of the elastic and lifted it over his erect penis. It bounced upward and wagged in the air as she released it from its silken constraint. The two women giggled, and Lena eased the shorts down his legs.

"Someone down there is saying hello," laughed Katya. "Here is a little reward for him - from me." Leaving his hands, she moved along the bed beside him.

For the first time he could see this beautiful woman clearly, and he could smell her too - the smell of a woman who'd made love all night - the scent of her perspiration - her love juices - the lovely woman smell of her arms, her skin, her hair.

Above all, he could smell sex - her sex and his. On her skin he could smell the semen of that other man who owned her now - the man who'd paid for Tony to bring her all the way from Russia.

Tony wanted to love it all because it was Katya, but the effect was tainted. Instinctively he recoiled from that little piece of knowledge so unacceptable to him. During the night another lion had roamed onto his patch. It was all so hard for a man like him to take.

Katya moved her hands to her red bra and Tony's gaze followed. Nestled in her cleavage was a small bow in crimson ribbon threaded through the lace. She took hold of the ribbon and pulled. The bow came undone. Another tug and it came free.

Kneeling beside him, Katya took Tony's erect cock in her gentle hands and tied the ribbon close to the base. His cock nodded its approval. Tony couldn't keep his eyes off her beautiful hands as they worked.

Lena began to stroke his cock, her eyes on his. It all seemed like a ceremony as Katya withdrew. Tony was fascinated.

"Now your manhood is free - but not free; mine - but not mine," Katya whispered as she leaned across to place a feather-soft kiss on his lips. "You may touch me now, but only the way I allow it."

She knew she couldn't let him touch where he liked. Not after her time with Carson. When Tony made a move to sit up and swing his hands to the front of his body, Katya gently pushed him back onto the bed.

"I need your hands here, Tony," she reminded him, pulling them back behind his head.

She returned to her position behind him and wriggled out of her panties. Lena could see the pale brown pubic curls as she released them from the crimson lace. Still in her bra, Katya knelt on the bed and again spread her knees, moving her body forward until she almost straddled Tony's face.

Tony looked up at her and caught a glimpse of her pussy as she lowered her naked ass onto his hands.

"Feel me Tony," murmured Katya. "Feel my bare skin and remember."

Tony was so frustrated. With his hands bound, he could do nothing but feel her ass as she presented it to him. He wanted more than this. She was so close he could smell her essence, but at the same time she couldn't have been further away.

"Please," he begged, "Give a little won't you? I love your ass on my hands, but I can't take any more of this. I never heard of this kinda stuff. Can't we do it face to face?"

He felt Lena gently sucking his cock and making little slurping sounds, but his mind kept returning to the unseen Katya sitting on his bound hands, preventing him from touching her more intimately.

"This is only the beginning," Katya informed him. "I have something else you may touch."

Once again she raised herself up on her knees and this time Tony followed her with his hands, sliding them down the backs of her thighs as she moved, stroking one then the other. He wondered where she was leading him, which part of her he would eventually explore.

Katya was leaning forward as she reached behind her back with one hand and undid the hooks on her red strapless bra. Tony observed her spread labia as she leaned. He could see the pearly sheen inside her moist opening as it widened for him. She seemed very wet. The smell of her arousal was fresh.

She slipped off the bra and her heavy breasts came free. Tony gazed at the outline of her large nipples as they took shape above him and he gripped her legs a little more tightly. How he'd love to get his hands on those beautiful breasts! They were so far away.

But it wasn't to be. As Lena paused in her attentions to his manly parts, Katya leaned down over the helpless man and lowered her generous breasts to his face.

Tony groaned in ecstasy and frustration. While his hands clung to a thigh, he could only use his mouth and tongue to nuzzle at Katya's lovely breasts.

"This is my hello and goodbye," she murmured as she grazed a nipple across his lips.

Tony reached for them with his tongue. He wanted to catch those nipples in his mouth. He truly wanted to die between those breasts - to breathe his last breath under their weight.

"Say goodbye to them, Tony," whispered Katya. "They are not for you, but I will always remember you have set me free. Thanks to you I have found Carson."

She smiled and reached down for a final kiss on the mouth.

"Must I?" questioned Tony as her lips left his.

"You must," Lena ordered, stepping into the action again.

As Tony reached for her prominent nipples one last time, Katya leaned lower and crushed his face between those swelling mounds. She dangled each so that Tony was able for just an instant to lick and suck each one. When she withdrew, it was for the last time. He thought he'd died and gone to heaven between her luscious orbs.

But he hadn't died. The proof he lived came to him as Lena rose to her feet and slipped the white robe from her shoulders, revealing her own naked body. She was stunning in the morning light.

The two sisters seemed to have choreographed their actions so smoothly. As Lena dropped the robe to the floor and stepped towards him, Katya slid from the bed. Tony had taken the bait and Lena had done the switch.

"My sister is tired," declared Lena, smoothing her hands over her hips. "She needs to take a shower before she sleeps. Tony, you may watch her go."

At no time had it occurred to Tony that he was being given permission to do anything, but now the message became clear. He'd been thinking with his dick all this time. These two had been playing with him ever since he'd knocked on their door, and they still had him on a string.

For a moment he thought of protesting, but the idea of being cut off from two such unusual sisters was more than he could bear. He wanted their trust.

He tried to sit up but failed, so he rolled onto his side to watch Katya walk naked to the bathroom, worshiping her ass and her beautiful legs as she moved. When she turned to him at the door, he saw what he'd longed for and lost - her unattainable breasts still untouched by his hands. The sight of her neat pussy made his mouth ache.

Tony looked from one set of sisterly breasts to the other and considered his options. Was Lena an option at all - so young, so beautiful? In spite of all his power and all the money he'd accumulated, he knew he had fewer choices as time went by. Essentially he was without a woman. He'd slept alone for years.

Katya was lost to him. Now he could only adore this goddess from afar. It was too late to try anything more. With regret, he looked down at his still tumescent penis lying heavily to one side and wondered if he'd get to use it today.

Noting his wistful expression, Katya gave a little wave with her fingers and Tony blew her a kiss. She closed the bathroom door. The vision was gone.

Tony turned to Lena with a lump in his throat. A dark cloud moved across the sun, blocking out the light. In the garden, a rush of air lifted the palm fronds.

*

Left alone with Tony, Lena put a finger to his lips and moved between his legs. Bending low to his swollen cock, she took it in her mouth, sucked the bulbous head inside as far as it would go and let it out again with a pop. She smiled up at him, waiting for permission to continue.

Tony could never refuse a woman who offered to suck his cock, but as he prepared to lie back and enjoy Lena for everything she had, he suddenly felt she'd done enough. On the instant, he made a decision.

With his wrists still bound, Tony sat up suddenly and threw his arms round his sexy companion, pulling her against him in a fixed embrace. Lena couldn't move. Her large breasts were mashed against his chest.

"Time for a change, my little Arctic fox," he murmured in her ear. He gave it a nip. "Something tells me you need a good man to show you some loving."

Lena tried to escape his hold.

Tony chuckled.

"You must release me some day," he laughed, "So how about this very minute?"

He leaned away and smiled into her eyes. Lena glared back at him, outwitted but amused at his action.

They heard Katya turn on the water in the shower.

"OK Tony," Lena conceded, "And what will you do with those hands if I let you go?"

"We don't have time to try anything fancy," replied Tony, raising an eyebrow suggestively, "But I confess my style is a little cramped like this."

He lifted his arms to release their enforced hug, and presented his tied wrists to his captor.

"Not with your teeth," he added with a wicked smile. "You'd take forever to chew through all that."

Lena smiled back at him then glanced at his turgid member. It was no longer fully erect but was very swollen. Katya's crimson ribbon gave it a decadent air. There was still time to please him and she knew she could suck his manhood back to life. Watching him carefully, she took hold of his hands and untied the sash. It fell to the floor.

Tony rubbed his wrists and pulled his shirt over his head. He noticed Lena admiring his physique.

"You've spent all this time on the floor," he observed softly. "It's about time you were up here with me. Come on."

He pulled her to her feet and drew her into his embrace. For a minute or two he held her there, swaying gently, holding her close with her cheek pressed to his chest. He sensed she needed soothing and was rewarded when he felt her relax.

For all her perky behavior, Lena was relieved to be in the arms of a determined man. She wasn't a tall woman but she seemed to fit in with Tony as he held her there. At just under six feet, he had a hard strength in his lean body that suited her curves perfectly, and once more his cock was rising. Lena felt her pussy grow warm as her body registered the intimate progress of its arousal. She reached round and squeezed Tony's muscular ass.

It was an instant message. At that moment, Tony knew he was in the company of a woman who truly appreciated men. He released his hold and drew her to the bed. The two of them slid under the covers as one.

With his erection going nicely, Tony thought he'd use it from the start. Sensing the pre-cum there, he reached across her with one leg and swiped his cock head along her slit, normally a procedure he'd employ a little later. She was very wet and her swollen labia were wide apart. Her clit jumped with exquisite pleasure and she felt her juices flow.

"We don't have much time alone," he whispered.

"That is true," Lena agreed as she listened to the water hissing and gurgling in the bathroom. Then she remembered the approaching bad weather. She'd forgotten all about it.

"The hurricane!" she exclaimed in alarm.

"Hush, my pet... later...," Tony murmured her as he stroked a nipple. "This place is built to withstand storm and tempest of every magnitude. I'm here to reassure you."

"Oh!" Lena giggled, overcome by the confidence of this man as he faced the oncoming blast.

She realized how very ready she was, how very aroused from all their play, but she longed for Tony to do more. She was curious about the things he'd do for a woman. As Lena lay there, lost in the arms of a man she'd dominated only moments earlier, she allowed him to explore her breasts, his fingers stroking their swelling shape and tugging at her nipples. All the while, his warm lips fed on hers.

Tony had been up early that day showering and shaving for his guests, so his kisses were sweet and smooth as his tongue entered her mouth and made love to hers. Lena almost forgot they needed to hurry.

As they kissed and he twirled an erect nipple between thumb and finger, Tony spread her legs with one knee and brought his hard cock into play, locating her wet slit as if by remote control and sliding its hard length along her moist valley.

Breaking their kiss for a moment, he moved back a little so he could tease her clit with the head of his cock. It was still oozing pre-cum from its tiny slit. Then, using his cock like a tool, he worked its hard shaft between her labia to massage her erect bud with increasing force as their kisses deepened.

Lena gasped. She loved a man's cock and all it could do, but she could only imagine what was going on down there between her swollen pussy lips. She pressed closer, thrusting her hips forward. Tony was sucking at a breast now; with every touch of his tongue on the hard tip of her nipple, a charge electrified her pussy.

When Tony drew back and she felt the hard underside of his cock leave her clit, she wanted him lower, wanted him to enter her. She felt the yearning down there. Her pussy tunnel was crying out for attention. As if reading her mind, Tony rose up on his hands and knees, threw off the bed sheet and aimed his cock, freestyle, at her opening.

Although Lena expected him to use his hands to guide him to the right place, he did nothing of the kind. He merely launched his rocket in the right direction and homed in on the target. Spreading her knees wider, the young woman thrust her hips toward him as he plunged into her moist depths. Willingly, she took his weight between her thighs.

As she felt the impact in her belly, Lena released an audible sigh. Now he'd pump his steel into her and she could give herself entirely to feeling his heat in there, pounding into her body. She imagined his dark pubic curls pressed to her clit, teasing her sensitive nub as he sank into her. She could hear his balls slapping her ass.

She also heard her sister turn off the water in the shower.

Tony heard it too. Undaunted, He withdrew a little - not fully, but enough to leave his cock head just inside her entrance. There, he began to tease her most powerful source of pleasure.

Lena could feel the rim of his corona catching behind her pubic bone so intensely that she fought back an urge to touch her clit and bring herself off on the instant. The tension was building. Her entire abdomen was tightening, pulling upward, preparing for release.

Tony must have sensed her readiness. He resumed a powerful stroke - deep but not too fast - enough to press his balls to her perineum each time and enjoy the agony of her pleasure. His hand briefly returned to one of her nipples and cupped her full breast.

The eager young woman raised her legs so she could grip his ass with her feet, stroking his hard curves and the backs of his thighs in a downward motion. She tucked her heel beneath his ass and reached for his balls. Tony groaned. This was so good, but he wanted more. He reached for Lena's leg and hooked her knee over his arm, bringing it over his shoulder.

"Oh Tony!" gasped Lena, as she sucked her pussy muscles onto his cock.

Tony felt the grip and brought her other knee up. Her ass was in the air now, off the bed, and he was pumping her hard. As Lena tried to squeeze his cock tighter on the in-stroke, she knew she was losing control, her body pushed about the bed by the strength of his thrusts. Reaching for the bed-head to help her take the force of each one, she arched her back, moaning softly, helpless in his hands. She began to tremble. She was on the brink of a mind-blowing orgasm.

Even though Katya had finished her shower and things had gone quiet in the bathroom, Lena could no longer remain silent. Her moans became louder as Tony slowed his deep thrusting, aware of her sensitive state. He could feel her legs quivering and she began to whimper.

Then she sensed a change in him - felt his hard cock swelling, filling her belly with lust. She made one last effort to milk him hard, squeezing with all her might as he plunged into her, trying to hold him inside forever.

It was too much for Tony. His body tensed and his legs straightened. With a huge roar he came, shooting his cum deep inside, pumping spurts of creamy fluid into her depths. His arms trembled as they sustained his weight against their will.

Lena felt all her barriers go down. As Tony's cock pulsed inside her she let out a cry, releasing her entire being into an orgasm that seemed to duel with his. Their climactic spasms fought for attention, confusing their senses and sweeping them to a level of ecstasy that neither had felt before. Waves of pleasure washed over them again and again.

Gradually they subsided. Waiting for the last tiny flutter to pass, Tony collapsed onto Lena's body, victorious but spent, his satisfied member swollen within her. Katya's red ribbon was soaked with their combined juices.

When Katya emerged from the bathroom the two lovers were lying before her on the bed, naked and still connected by their sex.

Outside, gusts of wind were chasing storm clouds in a darkening sky announcing the approach of Hurricane Dean.

Tony had found himself a new woman. The lion was back.