My Only Talent Ch. 09

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Peggy and I finally opened up her picnic basket about midnight. The food was great, and so was the company. We toasted each other with ice cold sparkling cider (she noted that she did not drink either, not due to a metabolic issue like me but that she had seen 'alcoholism close to her family' and she just wanted to stay away from it to be sure), and I made toasts to Peggy's marvelous breasts, her perfect pussy, and her awesome ass, and she giggled and blushed at each one. We took the grapes out of the homemade chicken salad and fed them to each other. She toasted my tongue, saying she had never had so many orgasms in her life, and my cock, saying it was now her favorite snack. I discovered that holding some of the highly carbonated cider in my mouth while sucking on her nipples provided her with some extra stimulation, and she quickly applied the same technique to my nipples, with great results. Finally she rolled over onto her stomach and said "Please just fuck me from behind!" and I did my best. Once again she could take everything I could dish out, and she enjoyed catching just as much as I liked pitching. I listened to her Suzie signal almost absentmindedly and she came three times with me on autopilot. Her third orgasm triggered mine, and suddenly I was violently spent, and then lay peacefully on top of her for some time, then we snuggled together and slept again.

When we awoke we went into the family room of the ranch house, which had been constructed around a patio that contained three big tiered bird baths with a flowing water system, planted all around with plants that attracted butterflies and other tasty insects that attracted birds, plus several traditional bird feeders. Hummingbird feeders where hung so they would be visible from the floor to ceiling windows. As the sky began to show pink to the east, she was captivated by the birds that began to arrive, and spotted two additional new ones on their way to winter in South and Central America, respectively. Soon the patio looked like the tarmac at DFW, with all manner of birds landing, eating, watering, bathing, and taking off again. We stripped the bed in the guest room, took a shower together, and then put the sheets and towels in the washer. We dressed and went outside and Peggy took the lead on checking the drip systems, demonstrating considerable knowledge by spotting the clogged emitters quickly and also spotting the tools and spare parts kits on the gardening bench. In twenty minutes all was functioning perfectly. She also demonstrated easy familiarity with deer feeders and salt licks, and here I thought she was a city girl. We took the sheets out of the dryer, made the bed, and hung the towels in the guest bathroom, and suddenly our chores were all done. We packed everything into the Rover, armed the alarm, locked the door behind us, and hid the key again. We took a driving tour of all three lakes in the full daylight, then passed through the gate, closed it, and accelerated onto the county road.

Peggy drove smoothly and confidently, and it made me realize how comfortable I felt with her. I sent my grandma a quick text telling all was well and we had just locked things up and left. She replied 'any new ones :)' The radar detector sounded as we approached the state road, and Peggy set the cruise control for the double nickel, passing a state trooper writing a ticket for an eighteen wheeler. Once we were out of radar range, it was back to 100 mph and we covered the ground back to campus very quickly. We made our goodbyes with some sweet kisses and she dropped me at the dorm. I was not the least bit hungry, and immediately took a nap. I awoke when Kevin arrived back at the room to shower before dinner. He had been playing touch football for ZZZ against another frat. He shouted at me from the shower as I tried to wake up. "I haven't seen anything on Alpha Gamma in the press yet, but every fraternity and sorority has seen all the videos and I have heard some really wild stories being told about who was recognizable in the videos. Nobody can find the guy who runs their website, and their house is sealed up tight. No one is answering the door or the phone, but they send a guy out every once in a while to pick up all the jars of mayonnaise that pranksters are leaving on their lawn. I heard that someone panicked and took a welding torch to the webmaster's PC at the house, thinking that would take down the website, but it is still up. And the hit count is blowing up like a bomb! My dad has two potential clients signed up already, but he says there may be some criminal charges happening too."

He shut off the shower, but continued talking. "Everyone is ecstatic except perhaps the Kappa Kappa Alphas. They used to be certain there was one frat lower and more despicable than they were, but if the AGs get the death penalty, then 'KKK's will be the lowest thing in the food chain."

I spoke up. "Speaking of that, Kev, how did a nice Jewish boy like you end up with the initials KKK?"

He laughed. "My dad was trying to build his brand. He thought that was thumbing his nose at the anti-Semites and it would help to make him look like the baddest Jew trial lawyer on the East Coast! It may have worked, but I have taken some shit, too. Let's go do dinner."

About 260 miles south southwest of campus, the AG sysadmin/webmaster was waking up to the most awful headache and hangover he had ever even heard of, much less experienced. He vaguely remembered floating the river and the two girls and then the drinking game. The girls told him he was winning, but it seemed to him he was losing more clothes and drinking way more shots than they were. He had a fleeting memory of them naming him "King Stud" and something about giving him a chance at 'every girl in boy's town', but he was not sure what that meant. He did focus his eyes for a few minutes while they were driving and saw a sign for 'Laredo' and then seeing lots of signs in Spanish. They went to some sort of night club with topless dancers and a donkey and then everyone was cheering and the two girls from the river were gone but there were lots of other nice dark haired girls that were paying him a lot of attention and the lights were very bright. He forced his eyes open now, wincing at the pain the harsh sunlight caused. He was in some kind of really cheap and dirty motel room. He had no clothes on, and could not find any in the room. His phone was on the floor, but he could not find the battery anywhere. Someone knocked on the door. He peeked out the peephole and saw a tall dark man with a big mustache in a light brown uniform with a badge and sunglasses and a dark brown cap. Maybe this nice policeman would help him out.

I was surprisingly hungry at dinner, and Kevin gave me an update on all the latest gossip. Janet's roommate Melanie had dropped out and gone back to Houston, and Janet and Lou were hanging out together a lot now. Lou was great in bed but a little bossy, and what happened to double teaming her? I told him I was having trouble keeping up with my best girls and did not have the energy for a 'spite fuck' right now. He said he understood. He said he was amazed that he had been ramping up his kinky demands on Lou, not really caring if she broke up with him, but the kinkier he got the hotter she got and the more orgasms she had, and he was now reluctant to break up with her. He said Lou was apparently not nearly as wild as her reputation led people to believe, and Kevin was only the second guy she had slept with since she started school. We talked about the Halloween party at ZZZ and I told him I would be there but was also going to a lot of others after that. He asked if I would bring Suzanne or Lara, and I said yes. He looked at me funny, and then asked "Both of them!" I smiled. "What kind of costumes will they be wearing?"

I laughed. "I don't know that myself. I won't get to see them until that night. But I would bet my left nut they will look pretty good!"

Kevin grinned. "You fucking dog. I guess we better warn the photographer!"

I brushed my teeth and walked over towards Lara's, taking a little detour to the east and walking by the AG house on the way. There were two police cars and some yellow tape now, and two vans from TV stations idling outside with their antennas poking up. I saw a tall woman in a dark suit near the door arguing with some old guy in a very bad suit. The tall women looked like the DA I had seen on TV talking about a recent and very scandalous drug related murder that happened just west of campus. The door opened and two evidence technicians carried out a partially burned desktop PC and some DVDs. I walked on by, not wanting to draw any attention to myself.

Lara let me in and gave me a quick kiss, and said "We have a few more minutes to go on Suzanne and then you're the next model up. You may not see our costumes yet, so amuse yourself surfing the web here for a few minutes. After we measure you, I need to talk to you in private for a minute about Suzanne." I started with the AG site and it was still up! Further searching revealed a 'police blotter' one paragraph teaser on the local newspaper site that said that police were investigating a complaint about homosexual child pornography and the destruction of evidence at a local fraternity. Wow! There were a few blog posts saying things like 'be sure to check out the AG site' but not much else.

The bedroom door opened and I stepped up on the little stool and they began fitting me with a pattern made of something tougher than tissue paper that needed a lot fewer pins and marks, so I assumed they were making progress. Suzanne then headed for the bathroom and closed the door, and Lara began whispering in my ear "Suzanne wants to be our sub for the night, and she does not want us to go easy on her! She has always had some fantasies about being dominated and used, and she figures she will never get a better chance to try it with someone she trusts than with us. I want to make it great for her, but that means no mercy! Do you understand?"

I had sort of turned off my Suzy receiver since my nap this afternoon, but suddenly I realized that Lara's little crafty Suzie was about to make a try at getting me and Suzanne both to submit to her. I sure didn't see that coming, but I had to squash it now! I remembered what Asa had said about Lara and how she needed to perceive me and my feelings for her.

"On your knees, slut!" I pushed her down on her knees, and not gently. Her little crafty Suzie burned with irritation, but then I sensed excitement, and surprisingly strong contentment. "I will do anything to please Suzanne except to ruin my relationship with you!" She looked thunderstruck. "You are mine to do with as I please! I will never submit to you or allow you to submit to anyone but me! Suzanne will not be 'our' sub! She is my sub, just as you are mine! Put that ass up in the air!"

I spanked her very thoroughly, and her lovely ass got very red and I got very hard. "You are mine! Do you understand? Mine! You belong to me and no one but me!"

She cried and blubbered. Her Suzie signal blasted like a tornado siren, screaming simultaneous excitement and contentment! She hugged my knees, and her tears fell on my legs. "Oh Master please forgive me! I love you! I don't want anything but to be yours and to please you!"

I used my foot to push her head down to the floor and held it there. "You may serve as my assistant to punish Suzanne for not being honest with me much sooner about being a complete slut. If you show any mercy I will make an example of you and then deal with Suzanne myself. Now go choose your implements and begin her training. And if you do not take her into new territory and make her not only admit to herself that she is a total slut, but embrace it, and then you will pay the price too. She started to stand up and I slapped her back down. "Crawl, slut, and make her crawl to me also!" There it was: that tight little smile I loved so much, and those blue eyes shining like never before. She was so wonderful.

I sat on the couch in the living room, and soon Suzanne crawled in, wearing a little grey leather hood just like Lara's electric blue one, and nothing else. Lara followed behind slapping her ass with the short multi strand leather whip. Suzanne's skin was already red all over, and there were red marks on her amazing ass. Her nipples were hard as rocks, and she was breathing like she had already run ten miles. In short, she was spectacular. And Lara was in fine form, too. "You know you are a slut, I know that you are a slut, and Master knows that you are a slut. Why have you not been honest with us?" All of this was punctuated by lashes with the little whip.

Suzanne sobbed. "I didn't admit it to myself until yesterday!"

Lara laughed diabolically. "You are about to discover how much of a slut you truly are!"

I stood and grabbed Suzanne's head using the little handles on her leather hood, and fucked her mouth with absolutely no concern for her, studiously and deliberately ignoring any Suzie signal she was sending. I concentrated on my pleasure and my pleasure alone. She literally had to fight to keep breathing. I pumped my come down her throat like an old bull topping a young heifer. She sucked me dry and worked hard to breathe through her nose. I listened to her Suzie and it was frantic with fear and humiliation, suddenly giving way to excitement.

Lara did not miss an opportunity. "Look at your pussy drip with slut juice! You were made to be a fuck toy, weren't you!" She grabbed the handles and fucked Suzanne's sweet face with her golden pussy, showing her even less regard than I had. Lara came several times, and her Suzie sang domination and pleasure, and Suzanne's sang humiliation that then morphed four fold into rabid excitement. Lara grabbed her head and positioned her face right next to my cock. "Now suck that cock and get it hard again!"

Suzanne moved forward, searching with her mouth, as her hands were bound behind her. She touched it and I moved it away. She chased it and finally sucked it into her mouth. I had to steel myself not to laugh as Lara began to criticize Suzanne's technique. "You call that a blowjob? What are you, in 7th grade? Suck that dick like you mean it slut. Sucking cock is your highest calling! Except perhaps your destiny of licking my ass." Suzanne's new humiliation suddenly summed with all the previous excitement, and her Suzie was screaming. Lara was just getting started.

"Don't even think about coming until Master gives you permission, slut! Faster, suck harder take it all the way down your slut throat. Lara begin whipping Suzanne like a coxswain beating the time for oarsmen, and Suzanne struggled to suck me at the blistering pace Lara was setting. I looked down at Suzanne's reddening thighs and ass and suddenly got as hard as I had ever been in my life. Suzanne felt it in her mouth and groaned, perhaps thinking I was about to come again. But I was in the Zen zone now, ready to fuck for a long time before I had to come. I watched as Lara donned something new: a strap on dildo. She put a little lubricant on it and grabbed Suzanne again with the handles and pulled her back as if she was going to sit on Lara's lap, and then penetrated Suzanne's perfect ass with the dildo and pulled her back down toward Lara, fully impaling her with no warning or fanfare.

Suzanne screamed, and then a clarion Suzie like I had never heard from Suzanne sounded. It was the Suzie signal equivalent of those huge long horns that the Vikings blew to announce the conquest of a new land. Suzanne was now like a beautiful butterfly impaled by a spike in someone's collection. She was trapped and owned and she loved it. Lara lay down on her back and used her hands to grab Suzanne's legs and spread them apart, while still fucking her ass with the strap on.

I knelt between Suzanne's legs, lined up my cock with her pussy, and entered her slowly and teasingly, reminding her "You may NOT come yet, slut!"

Lara had her wrapped up like a wrestler, and Suzanne strained to move forward and get me into her pussy deeper, but like Tantalus, Lara kept her from getting where she wanted to go. Her Suzie signaled desperation to get more of my cock into her, desperation to get more of the plastic cock in her ass, and desperation to find release. I slowly increased my penetration and pace, while Lara continued to fuck Suzanne's ass like a machine. I looked down at these two incredible women fully inflamed and considered how lucky I really was. I touched Lara's arm to get her attention, and indicated to her to let go of Suzanne's legs and to begin pinching her nipples instead. She smiled wickedly at me. I was almost overcome with my feelings for her, and I found myself sending her an involuntary 'Suzie blast' that combined my feelings of contentment, lust, and fulfillment. Her eyes widened, and suddenly the pressure on her clit as the fucked Suzanne with that strap on made her come, too. I drank in Lara's orgasm signal like a fine wine. I grabbed Suzanne's legs and almost bent her double, and began stroking into her at a frantic pace. Lara matched my moves mercilessly working into Suzanne's ass. She began to pinch Suzanne's nipples hard and even stick the edges of her fingernails into them.

Suzanne was red and frantic and her Suzie was beyond desperate. She keened and moaned and clinched her teeth, and the muscles corded in her beautiful neck. I leaned into her face, gave her a ridiculously tender kiss given the vigor with which I was fucking her, and then whispered "You may come, slut!" At first I was not sure that she heard me, but then a look of peace spread over her face and she came so hard that her Suzie felt like it was slapping me in the face. She squirted juice from her pussy so strongly that I felt it spray up onto me and down onto Lara. But I was still in the zone, and continued to fuck her steadily, and so did Lara. Suzanne had three little orgasms one after another; her Suzie sounding like someone was hitting a kettle drum. Then she froze in rictus, and was completely silent for a moment. Lara started fucking her even harder, and Lara's Suzie said she was about to come again. I opened up my Suzie receiver all the way, and heard both girls rapidly approaching another crescendo. I locked into their signals, and just as I was sure Lara was going to come, I let loose inside of Suzanne, exploding with what seemed like more force and volume than I had ever felt before. Lara came a moment later, and then Suzanne came in a final crowning muscle wrenching orgasm that was like one big Charlie horse as every muscle cramped and then finally released. Both girls were frozen for a few moments, and the only motion I felt was my prostate, pumping the last few spurts into Suzanne. It was a memory for the ages.

Suzanne relaxed against Lara, and Lara unzipped her hood and removed it from her head. Suzanne burst into tears and balled like a baby, beads of sweat welling up from every pore. 'Lara swung her over onto the floor between us, and we began to kiss and caress her as she sobbed and shook. She drew in a gasping breath and moaned. "Oh God, Oh God, I love you both, I love you both!" and then shook and sputtered just as Lara had. "That was a bigger rush than finishing a marathon!"

Lara's eyes filled with tears and she kissed Suzanne's cheeks tenderly, saying "You are with us baby, let it all out." Suzanne cried and shook and tears ran down her face for a long time. Suddenly a massive contentment signal came up and dominated my senses, joining with the same kind of signal from Lara. We kissed Suzanne, and snuggled, and kissed some more. We slept, and kissed, and slept again. At some time after that, I woke up with a tremendous hard on. Suzanne's eyes were open and she was watching me with a funny expression on her face, and then she looked at Lara and then back to me. Then she surprised me by slipping off the side of the bed and kneeling at the foot of the bed, putting her hands behind her as if they were bound. I thought back to the first time the three of us were together, when Lara was submitting to Suzanne, and realized what she wanted. I smiled at her, and her eyes shone with excitement. I wanted it too.