John Smith Inc. Ch. 03

As expected, Chance's car was on time, although the girls were running late. They spent half the morning trying to decide what to wear and the other half pleasing each other in ways they never conceived possible. If it wasn't that they were determined to get some cock, they'd have thought they were at risk of becoming lesbians.

They couldn't decide if they should go commando and be ready for sex or simply be conservative, after all their parents were going to be there. That would be awkward. Reluctantly they decided they needed to wear appropriate underwear, it would be best not to be so bold. Particularly if they decided to be truthful and tell their families what had actually transpired over the last several days. There was little chance of that, they knew their parents would have them in therapy so fast their heads would spin.

Each carried a single overnight bag, not planning more than a single night away. Exiting the hotel for the limousine that had been waiting for almost an hour, the driver a polite and handsome, jumping from the car to open the doors, collected their bags storing them in the spacious truck with care. He instructed them to make themselves comfortable, the bar was fully stocked and that although it was a short drive to the villa, it was long enough they could relax with one or two cocktails. He also informed them their relatives had arrived about thirty minutes ago and are eagerly awaiting their arrival.

It wasn't far away, just on the other side of the island, but the trip could be anywhere from ten minutes to thirty minutes. No one on the island was in any particular hurry and what little traffic there was, was unpredictable.

Upon arriving, the girls excited girls jumped from the car to the arms of their family and friends.

Jill hugged her parents, Joann and Lou Davis. "Mom, dad, you came! I'm so happy to see you."

Joann thought her daughter looked good, maybe a thin. She hoped the girls weren't starving themselves to fit into sexy swimwear.

While embracing his daughter, Lou couldn't help but notice how much his little girl had grown up in such a short amount of time. Being out of his sight away at college for the last three months made a big difference, he thought. "She looks so mature now." He was careful not to appraise her appearance too fully.

Ellen found her mother Debra Cook and older sister Zoe and hugged them warmly. "I thought dad was coming, too?" Ellen questioned her mother.

"Oh baby, he wanted to, he was all packed and ready to go when the office called. You know how hard he works. He was looking forward to some time off." Her mother lamented.

"Hey brat! You've lost some weight. It looks good, tanned too. Looks like the island life might be good for you!" Zoe said as she looked out over the panoramic view of the island from the villa. "This guy got some kind of money, eh?"

Holding her daughter at arm's length, Maxine appraising her appearance. Like the other two girls, she'd lost several pounds since their ordeal, but didn't look starved. It was apparent not just in their leaner bodies, but in their faces, too. "Have you been eating right, you look thin," her mother said.

"It looks good, mom. She was becoming Miss Piggy." Bobby Baker taunted his older sister. "You're going to have to share your secret." Bobby was captain of the wrestling team and mostly made of muscle.

As if on cue, a beautiful young black woman wearing a tight colorful African dress, approached the families, greeted them with a million-dollar smile. In her best island accent she said, "Welcome to Mr. Goodwin's home. I'm his assistant, Toni Dupreé. Please follow me into the house, he's had his chef prepared a small feast in your honor."

They were soon all inside the huge house and gathered in the Great Room. "Welcome to my home!" Boomed a deep baritone voice drawing all eyes to the staircase as Chance trotted down to greet them.

"I'm Chance Goodwin. Let me first apologize for having you worry about your daughters, we've not yet gotten cell service on the southern island. Please forgive me for having you worry needlessly for your children's safety." He used his best native accent which he knew his guests would love. "Thank you for coming here for a short vacation, please enjoy my hospitality."

With that said, Chance moved into the small gathering and began engaging with the family members as waitress distributed crystal glasses of a fruity red drink the guest immediately loved and quickly consumed. As the waitress held out her tray for Chance to take his glass, he held it up and proposed a toast to his guests and newest friends. Glass clicked and all cheered as more of the fruity sweet nectar was poured. Just as Chance was about to take a sip of the drink, Toni interrupted him giving him some important news. Setting the glass back on the tray he excused himself to attend to the important matter.

As he left Toni gestured to the dining room, where the doors had just been opened and fabulous aromas waffled out enticing the hungry guests. "Dinner is served, let us please adjourn to the dining room."

The meal comprised all their favorite summer time foods, barbeque pork, chicken and beef with traditional sides and many Bahama local dishes, Bahamian Hot Patty, Johnnycakes, Peas 'n' Rice and Guava Duff.

The meal was setup buffet style, everyone grabbed plates and selected the foods they were most interested in eating. As they ate and chatted catching up on things, soft jazz played in the background creating a pleasant festive mood. More of the fruity drink was served and everyone was relaxed.

As they polished off desert, they adjourned back to the great room that opened to the pool, through French doors which were opened allowing a warm breeze to flow into the house. By now the three families, who were already familiar with one another, began mixing and enjoying each other's company. A few asked for stronger beverages while most continued to drink the fruity concoction.

Away longer than he intended, Chance learned more details of the human trafficking ring which was plaguing his homeland. It was far bigger than he imagined, he was going to need help if he were to totally disrupt their operations.

Meanwhile, his guests were becoming much more familiar with each other. Lou Davis unlike himself was chatting with Chance's administrative assistant, Toni Dupreé and couldn't get over her young luscious figure. He was undressing her with his eyes, eager to see more of her ebony skin and what laid between her long slender legs.

Although Toni normally didn't drink, it was her task to sample the beverage they'd be serving. Once approved she decided to have a small glass herself. Throughout the evening, she had her small glass refilled unaware of how many times. She was surprised at how attractive she found this older man, despite being a father and husband she was scheming to find a way to welcome him properly to the island. Noticing the bulge in his trousers grow, she wondered about his size and girth.

Throughout the small gathering the effects of the ambrosia was beginning to manifest itself. Barbara Baker found herself looking at her younger brother Bobby appreciating how much he'd developed since she'd seen him last, she couldn't help but admire the lump in his pants. Maxine Baker tried to understand why she'd never spent any time with Debra Cook, she thought Debra looked smoking hot tonight, and fantasied about what it would be like to have a female lover. Jill Davis was finding her best friend's older sister Zoe irresistible, having been intimate with her sister, she wondered what Zoe looked like naked. With all the young women to choose from Bobby Baker for reasons he couldn't explain found his mother extremely attractive today. He didn't know why he'd not noticed it before. Joann Davis was finding it hard to keep her hands off of Ellen. It began with small touches, as she made a point or laughed aa a joke. As the evening continued, she realized that she was shamelessly flirting.

In the wine cellar below, several bottles of the potent wine were gone from the special crates stored in the back of large cool room. A gift from John Smith celebrating the opening of Chance's newest schools. The "Ambrosia of Pompeii", a rare wine John discovered in his travels. Besides its great bouquet it inebriated all those who consumed it to crave hidden sexual desires and discover new ones. It had arrived only a few days ago. The package marking said "For Special Occasions". You couldn't blame the servant who found the wine, this was a special occasion. Chance rarely had more than one or two people visit him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be away so long, but..." Chance stopped in midsentence astonished by what he saw. Everyone was nude, fucking or sucking. One of his servants also very much naked, offered him a drink of the delicious nectar from the silver tray, unbothered by the cum leaking from her pussy.

Chance accepted the glass and closely examined the beverage. "Where did this come from?"

"Why, your wine cellar, Mr. Goodwin. I must say that it's a very delicious and a bit unusual tasting wine," the servant volunteered as she began to rub her naked tits against Chance's arms. "I think you need to join the party, sir. The ratio is out of balance and the two men may begin to tire."

Chance looked back at his guests, the orgy had just begun, and everyone except for them were engaged in a least one sex act. "How many bottles have you consumed?" He asked the servant as she rubbed his enormous cock through his pants.

She tried to concentrate on answering his question, she was practically drooling. "This glass is from the fourth bottle." She replied as she unzipped his fly and reached in.

Chance gently removed her hand, and did some quick math, eleven people (counting Toni and this waitress) and the bottles are magnums, there is about twenty glasses or 102 ounces per bottle. "Oh, my gawd," he thought, "they've had at least six glasses each."

This wasn't going to wear off after a few hours, he realized. He might as well join in. He'll deal with the consequences afterwards. It may be necessary to wipe this event from their minds.

The waitress hadn't giving up and from her knees began to undoing the belt of the giant. Chance could feel the sexual energy being absorbed by both his ring and diamond, for the number of people involved it was extremely high. This important fact would be contemplated in depth later, for now he decided he should probably just join the fun.

Peeling his clothes off, he pulled the waitress up into the air and kissed her so sensuously that she almost swooned. He gently set her back down on her feet, telling her that his guests came first. He tweaked the nipple on her left breasts and asked her to attend to her duties unless beckoned by a guest. As he made his way into the great room, Lou Davis was fucking Toni while she was eating his wife Joann's pussy. Jill and Zoe were in a hot sixty-nine, while Bobby Baker was fucking his mother Maxine doggy style while Debra played with Maxine's large surgically enhanced tits.

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Panting Candace was still very much aroused. Knowing her mother was almost insatiable when it came to sex, April hit her with the orgasm that she'd been denied, a 6.3 on the Richter scale. Candace eyes widened as the onslaught hit her. Moaning loudly, rocking back and forth on the bed for several minutes, Candace could do nothing but ride out until April released her.

"My god child," Candace gasped fighting to breathe again, "that was incredible. I had absolutely no control over my body. I'm almost sorry I asked about...you know what." She laughed for a while, her pussy still tingling.

"It's so easy to do, mom," April confessed. "It's kind of scary. You knew I wouldn't hurt you, right?"

"Of course, Sweetie, I loved it and I love you. I'll just have to remember not to make you angry." She said jokingly, but knew their relationship had changed in a very subtle way. As mother and daughter kissed, and caressed in post orgasmic cuddling, April heard those thought, too.

As they spent the rest of the morning talking and sharing stories, at one-point April had her mother doubled over in laughter as she described the events of one particular orgy they attended in Malaysia. "So, one of the men thought it okay to fondle John's balls after he'd recently come in a cutie young woman. Although as you know, he's no homophobe, and know that John just isn't into guys. John hit him with what he called a 'mental slap' that must have had the intended affect. It sent the man scrambling and sreiking from his faux pas."

Candace told April the man got away easy and they imagined all the things John could have done to the poor man. April added, "He could have turned him into a woman. It wouldn't be the first time." The two women roared.

"Hey mom, I'm hungry. You want to go out for lunch? My treat."

"I could eat," she replied.

Several minutes later they were seated in a nice local restaurant, consuming "signature salads" and chatting. As they enjoyed catching up on life and who filled what open positions in the organization, Candace noticed a couple seated across the restaurant in direct line of sight. "Oh, my God," she said. "That woman must have the worst timing than anyone one the planet."

"Who?" April asked, turning her head to see whom her mother was referring. Her eyes landed on the table and seeing the woman immediately shook her. She watched as Dinah Cohen shameless flirted with the younger man seated opposite her. She'd become a cougar, seeking young men to satisfy her craving for cock. April and Candace stared, wondering how long it would take before Dinah noticed them. The motherly side of Candace wanted to ask her daughter not to make a scene, but she learned her lesson earlier. April was a Mistress of a powerful ring, she didn't need to be told much, anymore.

It didn't take long, before Dinah saw them. Smiling at her newest boy toy, she glanced to her left and saw them. She had to look again to be sure, then she did what her programing insisted. She averted her eyes immediately. Squinting them shut tightly as the horrible image of herself transformed into the old hag bag lady formed in her mind. A vision she'd not seen in years. It shook her. "I'm sorry. I have to leave. I don't feel well." She told her date as she began to slide out of their booth. She'd been in John's employ for some time now, but as programmed avoided April like the plague. She had heard about her becoming a mistress of one of the mighty rings. She didn't know which one or care to know. She knew she had to stay away. Being pragmatic, she knew one day something like this would eventually happen. She needed to get out of this restaurant fast.

In her mind she heard, "Oh no you don't. I'm not letting you get away that easily." Dinah cringed. The image appeared again in her mind, like a pounding migraine stopping Dinah in her tracks. April slipped from her table and walked the short distance to where Dinah sat motionless. "Hello Dinah," she said. Turning to Dinah's date, April said. "Excuse us, but we've some unfinished business." The confused young man tried being clever and defuse what was beginning to look like a tense situation, but April hit him with a hard stare. In almost robotic precision, he stood and marched out the restaurant.

Like a strobe, the image kept flashing in Dinah's mind. Tears were running down her face as she kept her eyes shut, fearing the worst. Fortunately for Dinah, April and John had talked about this very situation, knowing that it was bound to happen sooner or later. John told her what he'd done to the woman, in fact he showed her. She saw the entire night as if it were a video of the event, including the image of Dinah as the hag. April allowed the flashes to occur twice more, each becoming stronger, before she shut it down. John giving her the power to undo all or some of his punishments. The woman sighed in relief, but still didn't look at the forbidden woman.

"What, no greeting? Perhaps you'd like the images back?"

"No! Please mistress. It's ah...good to be in your presence." Dinah said, not knowing what else to say.

"Really, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to avoid me. Look at me when I am speaking to you." April commanded, in a sweet low voice.

Only Candace watched from her table, somehow, she was able to hear her daughter soft voice as she tormented her victim. April could do significant harm to the woman, Candace realized, it was so easy for April to control her. She thought about joining them, but the all too fresh lessons of the morning led Candace to trust that April knew what she was doing.

Looking up at April still standing at the table, she asked. "Mistress, won't you join me? Please have a seat."

"Why thank you, Dinah. I believe I will."

"What can I do for you mistress?" She said looking at April for the first time and releasing the breath she didn't know she was holding. She couldn't get over how radiant April looked. She was even more beautiful than before, reminding her of the actress Emily VanCamp. Although she was smiling April's eyes told Dinah she was in serious trouble. "I'm so sorry for disturbing your lunch with your mother, had I known that you were at this restaurant..."

"Be silent fool. I'm trying to decide how I am going to punish you for your previous behavior. What plans have you made for today? Any important work for the organization pending?" April demanded.

Wishing she was due in court today to file the briefs for the firm, of course Dinah knew that was tomorrow. Lying would only get her in more trouble. "No mistress, nothing that can't be rescheduled."

"Good," April said. "Because your ass belongs to me now!" April stood and Dinah knew she needed to follow. Candace stood too and joined the women as they walked out of the restaurant, not before Dinah paid for April and Candace lunch and left a very generous tip at both tables.

Getting into Candace's 2019 Jaguar XJ Sportbrake, Dinah was happy her date had picked her up. She squeezed into the back seat as Candace and April took their positions. "Where to," her mother asked. Knowing that her daughter had something special in mind for the former lesbian lawyer.

"I think back to the scene of the crime, what do you think, Dinah?" April asked not really caring what the woman thought.

"Of course," Dinah agreed, dreading what laid in store for her.

(To be continued)