"I know that, Princess, but I just think it's kind of odd that a 70-year-old man enjoys being tied up and, now, dressed in his wife's underwear while myself and black Bob break into their house, beat them both and fuck every hole his 65-year-old wife has, then force the old fella to his knees to clean up our cum from the woman he loves after we are done raping her. I just find it strange that at their age they get enjoyment from this, that's all. I know they are paying for our services and that they are just living out a fantasy but, fuck me, at their age you would think they are past all that; especially him. You would think he would want to protect her and mind her not to have two guys come to their home, slap them around and rape her as he watches. I don't know, Babe. As I said, I just think it's strange they live in that fantasy world at that age, that's all. It's fucking odd," was my reply.
"Look at it this way, Pops. I hope when you get to that age, you are still able to perform. Still able to fuck me. Still able to make love to me. Still able to live out your fantasies with me and, besides that, as old as they are they have and still are spending a fortune with us every month and have gotten us loads of new customers over the years. And, just remember, I once offered them a freebee for their loyalty and help in building our business to what it is today. And they kindly refused, saying it would not feel the same if they didn't pay; that paying for our people to use and abuse and rape was all part of their humiliation, which they thrive on. So let them at it, and enjoy the lifestyle that you earn from the Greens,"Louise said, looking for my reaction.
I nodded a knowing nod and drank more from my coffee cup. Louise got up and filled my cup again with more hot black coffee, returning the pot after she topped her cup up.
She walked past me and asked, "Are you sure, Pops?" grinning as she swayed her nice, full, round arse past my eyes.
I knew what she meant. She wanted me to fuck her in the office, but tiredness was taking over my body.
"We can fuck later, Louise," I told her.
She looks at me with pity in her beautiful blue eyes; not pity for herself, but pity for me.
"Okay," she started. "Saturday, there are three bookings, but none for you. Two are regulars in Dublin and one in Cork. The Cork one is only a second visit, so not really a regular, and Samantha was requested to do it, as she was before. It's a guy who apparently likes to worship pussy and ass and then get strap-on fucked as she drags her nails down his back, ripping the skin off him. First time he contacted us, he was charged 1000 Euro. But when he contacted us this time, I asked Samantha about him and she rang him.
"She told him on the phone that if he wanted her again then he was going to pay more. The cheeky bitch charged him an extra 300, which he gladly paid, and readjusted his payment online. I told her she shouldn't be doing that, and she said he was minted and could well afford it. And she said, anyway, she worked him hard. And she knew he would come back to us again, so she upped the price. So I will split the extra 300 with Sam fifty/fifty and pay her her usual 350. So she has a good payday from that dude and we make a little extra from him, too." Louise took a breath again and then carried on, "The two in Dublin are the usual old pair of dolls. They have booked Michael and John again, same as always: Dinner date, dance and fuck. Two and a half grand between them. Same every week. Pay the boys 700 between them, plus their own personal expenses: petrol, clothes and such and we make about one and a half grand.
"On Sunday, I have one myself. It's Mrs. Caffery, but only for a few hours as her husband is playing golf locally. She's still being charged the same as usual. I just treat her like a dog: walk her on a leash, make her eat from a bowl, have her lick my pussy and rim my hole. Then, I finish with the usual: make her drink my piss from my pussy and lick my arse clean when I shit on her saggy old tits. So it's going to be a quick session for her. And she doesn't mind not being fucked by me, or getting her usual spanking, as she is afraid her husband will return early," Louise said.
I then remembered what Louise had said to me when I walked into the office about Mrs. McGirk and asked her what it was that she wanted different than the last time.
"Well, Pops, you know she likes to change things around now and again. Like the last few times you and black Bob have been with her and doing to her whatever it was. Well, she wants a change again. She asked for you both again, but wants things to be different. She still wants to be raped by you both. She wants you both to use a little more violence, but not to mark her face. She basically wants to be kidnapped, gagged, hooded, roughly treated and abused by you both. Only this time, she wants it like she has seen in some of those humiliation pornos. She has sent a few clips in her email of what she would like to happen, and has asked us to email her a bill for it for the extra services.
"You can look at the clips later, if you want too, but its mainly ass-to-mouth, gagging and puking on cocks, facial spitting, pussy stretching, tit torture and bondage. That kind of stuff," Louise said.
"Fuck me, she is really getting into the rough side of things, isn't she? I remember the first time she booked me, she was so embarrassed when she first sucked my cock. And now look at the dirty old cunt! She can't get enough of it since she first started. She is a dirty old fucker. Remember last bank holiday she booked me and Bob? Well, we took it in turns with her, after both using her on Friday evening and night.
"We kept her at it all weekend. All over the bank holiday, she must of only slept about five hours, total, because we would take it in turns to rest and sleep, so that there was always one of us with her at any given moment. We wouldn't even let her go to the bathroom. We made her piss and shit in a bucket in the corner of the room. Then, we made her go outside naked at night and empty out her mess and clean the bucket out. Ha, ha, ha, that was funny, because she didn't want her friends seeing her out there like that.
"I thought she was going to piss herself when I shoved her out the door into her garden with the bucket and wouldn't let her back into her house for ten minutes until she had the bucket cleaned properly. And now she wants a bit more humiliation, degradation, suffering and pain? Well, as long as she is paying, the old whore can have what she wants. When has she booked for?" I asked.
"She hasn't booked a date, yet. She says in her email to run it by you. And if its OK with you, then to book her either Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday. She said you should pick the day and surprise her at home. She will be home alone for those three days and doesn't want to know when you plan to visit her. She wants to have the surprise when it happens, but she only wants to hire you and Bob for twenty-four hours; not the whole three days. So, what do you want to do, Pops? Do you want to do her on Monday, as you're not booked for then, anyway? And I can move Bob's other appointment around so it suits you. Or do her on Tuesday when you're both vacant?" Louise asked, looking at me as I settled myself down on the sofa, laying on my back ready to have a snooze.
"Yeah, Tuesday is fine. We can do her on Tuesday. We get an early start on Mrs. McGirk because she really is a goer. She can go for three days so we will have our work cut out on her. So may as well make it an early morning visit, I think. If you're not too busy, Louise, you can come and watch, if you like. It will add to her humiliation even more if you're there laughing, watching and advising us on what to do to her while she is bound up being used. I know she has spoken to you many times on the phone but she has never met you and i think it would be a real nasty treat for her if you were there and humiliated her with us. What do you think about that?" I asked.
"Well, I'm busy in the morning, Pops, but I could make it for the evening time, when I close the office, if that's not too late," Louise said, smiling at the thought of getting off at someone else's expense.
"That's that sorted, then. So, it looks like Mrs. McGirk is going to get a good seeing too this time. First by me and black Bob, and then by all three of us. Fuck me, she is going to panic when she realizes that not only is there another woman in the room watching her flabby old body being used... but she is going to be very embarrassed when she finds out it is you, the dear sweet girl on the other end of the phone that she has spoken to so many times," I said with a laugh.
"What will we charge her this time?" Louise asked, half laughing at the thought of it all.
"Just the usual 1000 for Mrs. McGirk; and 200 extra for the extras that she wants. And the surprise of you being there we won't charge the old fucker for. She can have that extra free of charge because she is a weekly booker and always gives us a little bonus every week. And the fact is she isn't too bad a fuck for an old bitch. She can take my full 71/2 inches and Bobs 9 1/2 inches and she always has dinner in the oven left for us and a few beers in the fridge. So, she ain't so bad, after all. But anything over and above her time and she has to pay premium rates for," I replied.
