Kingston Surprise -- Part Three -- The Reckoning
Background -- Cheryl and Bill are a 40 something couple who have been in the swing lifestyle for nearly 20 years.
Bill recognized and groomed Cheryl's submissive sexual nature from the time the two met in their 20's. His efforts have paid off in many exciting adventures for them both.
While both are fit and attractive, Cheryl has worked hard to maintain her body and looks as she aged. She never fails to turn heads and she does love to dress to impress.
Paul is a divorced man their age whom they met online. He has dominant interests at least similar to Bill's with an inclination to the deviant.
He and Bill are in regular touch scheming new experiences for Cheryl. Bill views Paul as co-conspirator in having fun with Cheryl. In reality, Paul is a procurer of talent for a porn producer and escort service operator. His true interests are far more deviant than those he presents when he and Bill talk.
The three have met several times for great sex and Cheryl has most certainly fallen under Paul's spell.
On the two most recent meetings Paul introduced his good friend Patrick to their play. Patrick is a very large and very black former pro football player.
During his playing days Patrick made friends with people involved in the financing and production of pornography. After retirement he joined forces with James, a well-known producer of pornography.
James, a similarly very large and very black man, specializes in interracial and zoo porn and, over the last number of years, had been a leader in the growing market for mature women in porn.
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Paul woke early, smiling as he rolled out of bed watching Cheryl sleep soundly. She had to be so exhausted after last night's activities. He planned to let her sleep until 9:30 then rouse her in preparation for a day of enlightenment. Seeing that Cheryl had great promise as a mature film star and, at the very least, a great money-making party toy and escort, James had given him directions for continuing the subjugation of Paul's latest discovery.
James, after recognizing Paul's uncanny knack of finding submissive, white wives, had funded a state-of-the-art camera and sound system at Paul's rural home. There was no place inside or out that wasn't connected to the very best audio/video system. The system had proven its worth several times over the last few years providing James with amazingly profitable sluts.
Plans for today had been discussed in detail prior to the weekend. Paul went about getting things ready for Cheryl's awakening. He set the breakfast table with multi-grain muffins laced with hashish, cannabis butter and hashish infused herbal tea for Cheryl and identical food, but without the intoxicants, for him.
James had provided a beautiful, diaphanous robe for Cheryl to wear. It had but two ties at the bodice leaving the body of the wearer clearly visible.
James and Patrick were to arrive by noon and Paul was to be sure Cheryl consumed the breakfast in time to be impaired and finding herself ready for sex once again. It was planned that the four of them would watch some of the film from last night with the intention of having an intoxicated Cheryl ready for her continued descent into a life for their fun and profit.
Paul slid back into bed with Cheryl. Her sensual moan and the movement of her hips against his crotch demonstrated her continuing reaction to the pleasures from the night before. His hand gently caressed her breast as he slowly eased his raging hard-on into her still wet pussy. Cheryl's moans made it clear she enjoyed the contact and her hips began to almost immediately move against him. Soon the two of them were fucking hard and Cheryl was cumming non-stop.
As Paul moved on top of her, he saw that Cheryl's breasts and nipples bore the impact of the abuse they had taken. Love bites covered her breasts and her nipples were raw and swollen. He could only imagine the sensitivity of her cunt after being taken so many times last night.
Cheryl was fully awake now and totally lost in the lust of the movement. She kissed Paul deeply then cried out as another massive orgasm crashed through her.
The two lay panting and savouring the moment.
Without prompting, Cheryl gave Paul a deep, open-mouthed kiss and cried out, "I love you Paul!"
Paul responded similarly, all the while thinking, "This stupid bitch is hooked on this. She is a born slut and going to be an amazing money maker."
As they caught their breath, Paul gave Cheryl another kiss and told her she should get in the shower and get herself ready because James and Paul were coming by for lunch. He chuckled at her excited smile on hearing the news. Paul told her to shower, do her hair and make up in a way that would show what a sexy lady she was.
He said that he would leave a robe she was to wear on the bed for her. Paul chuckled again as she quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the shower.
While Cheryl got herself prepared Paul made the last preparations for breakfast.
Ripples of excitement were running non-stop through Cheryl's belly as she showered. She hadn't expected to see James and Paul again before she went home. As her hands touched her breasts and pussy sparks of pleasure/pain raced through her body from her nipples to her clit. Cheryl looked down and saw the love bites on her breasts and red, raw nipples. Seeing them brought back so many memories of last night. She couldn't suppress the moans that left her mouth while she touched her tender flesh, unwilling to stop.
Cheryl decided she needed to be ready for James and Patrick so, reluctantly, stop her self-pleasuring and left the shower. She had no idea that it wouldn't be long and she would be getting more pleasure than she could handle.
Cheryl was determined to look her best for James and Patrick. She opened her make-up case as she sat in front of the bathroom mirror. She gasped when she saw her reflection and the love bites that covered her neck. She had no recollection of how they got there but smiled, thinking how proud James and Patrick would be to see the marks on her neck and breasts. In reality, the marks made her feel the slut even more.
With continuing excitement, Cheryl set about doing her hair and makeup. A pleased smile came to her face as she gazed on her new look. Hair up and more make-up than she usually wore gave her a super sexual look that she knew would get the men's attention.
A ripple went through her as she picked up the sheer robe from the bed realizing she would be essentially naked in front of the others. That brought an even bigger smile to her face and she giggled as she twirled in front of a full-length mirror.
She had no idea that what she and Bill had naively believed would be a chance for her to have fun with their "friend" Paul was about to change. The next few hours would be the beginning of experiences neither she nor Bill had ever imagined. Today would mark the start of a life that would be beyond the control of either of them and one which, in perverse ways for each of them, would lead to incredible excitement and pleasure.
Proud of how she looked, Cheryl almost skipped out of the bedroom to the great room.
Paul smiled and looked her up and down. She looked incredible in the outfit and from the look of her hair and make-up she was clearly trying to look her sexiest for the coming visitors.
He gave her a hug and had her turn around for him. "Cheryl, you look incredible! James certainly made a wonderful choice in that robe! I know both he and Patrick will be pleased to see such a beautiful slut! I knew you wouldn't disappoint me after Patrick and I told James how much you loved to fuck!"
Paul was testing the waters calling her a slut and talking about what they had told James. That was part of the plan.
He chuckled to himself when he saw Cheryl blush and gush, "Do you think they will approve?" Cheryl had responded enthusiastically without hesitating over any of the language. It was clear she was excited to be seeing James and Patrick today.
Paul brought Cheryl to her chair at the table and offered her a couple of the special muffins, the "herbed" butter as he poured the "herb" tea into her mug.
Cheryl was ravenous after last night's activity and eagerly ate her breakfast as she nervously chattered on about her nervousness at the start of last night but her enjoyment of it. Paul chuckled when he had to add more butter to the plate, brew a second pot of tea and bring Cheryl a third muffin.
As the clock moved towards noon, with Paul's coaching and encouragement, her talk was becoming more excited and her descriptions of last night more and more graphic. Her smile broadened and her eyes sparkled as she seemed to be reveling in the recall.
Cheryl was oblivious to the changes in her mind and body as she ate. She put her dizziness and growing horniness down to the conversation and the anticipation of James and Patrick's arrival. Cheryl felt her nipples hardening and couldn't stop squirming as she and Paul talked. The excitement of the weekend, and the breakfast she had consumed, were making her feel naughty and sexy. She could feel herself getting wet with each remembrance of last night. Cheryl jumped when the door bell rang.
"We should go welcome our guests Cheryl", said Paul and he offered his hand.
Cheryl was glad for the support as she was unsteady on her feet but wearing a huge smile as they walked to the door. She shuddered as Paul opened the door to James and Patrick. Every visual from the night before was reinforced by the appearance at the door of two of the most handsome men she had ever seen.
James could not have been more pleased to see Cheryl enthusiastically smiling. She was all but naked with her robe gaping open and sheer. "Don't you look wonderful Cheryl!", said James as he quickly saw her glazed eyes and sloppy smile. His massive body quickly enveloped her in an embrace and he kissed her deeply. "We are so glad we could see you before you left Cheryl", said James as he slid his arm inside her gown and cupped her ass.
Cheryl couldn't help herself and a groan escaped her lips as she looked up and returned the kiss.
