...continued from Episode 5
About an hour after Andre had left his suite, Max emerged from his bedroom. Katie was napping in his bed, and he was letting her rest after an intense session with Andre, followed by a lengthy session with her himself. Eric, who had been waiting in Max's living room, walked up to him as the bedroom door opened.
"What the fuck was all that?!" Eric said to Max, referring to Andre's mistreatment of Katie.
"Quiet down... I don't want her to hear you," Max whispered back to Eric, as he shut the door behind him. "She's sleeping right now, but I don't want her to hear you."
"Well what the fuck was that?! He just about raped her back there," Eric said forcefully in his best attempt at whispering.
"Look, man, she's fine. Isn't she?" Max replied, pointing to his bedroom. "She was FAR from being raped, and handled it like a true professional."
"Well, what the hell was his problem? He was an absolute asshole. And that asshole just blew a load inside my wife," Eric said to Max in frustration.
"I didn't want you in the bedroom for that. Why do you think I tried to keep you from being in the bedroom this time? I knew he was going to be rough with her. That's how he is with my girls," Max replied.
"So you're cool with guys doing that with her then?! Fuck!" Eric exclaimed to Max. "This isn't what I had signed up for with all of this. I thought she'd get fucked, yes, but I didn't think she'd be taking a beating from men like that."
"That's the business, bud. Katie will do what the men want her to do -- end of story. There is no negotiation here. They're paying A LOT of money for her body. So we'll do whatever we need to accommodate them. Is that understood?" Max said sternly to Eric, staring daggers at him.
Eric paused, not sure what to say. On the one hand, this was just what he wanted with Katie... he loved the fact that Max had gotten her into a position to let men enjoy her body as they were doing, but he didn't love the way that Max was going to let them treat her in his operation.
"Well, I don't think it's the business I want for her anymore... I'm done, and she's done," Eric said to Max. "We're done, Max."
Max shook his head. "She's not done," he replied firmly and confidently. "This is her place in this whole system... she has to accept that she's there to get fucked by these men. It's our job to keep her in this mindset. Got it? She doesn't know that they're paying, but she's willing to stay in this because she thinks I love her and love watching her take cock like this."
"Well I want to get her out of all of this now," Eric said to Max, matter-of-factly.
"Well you can't," Max said, leaving a long pause for Eric to take in. "She's in and she's not getting out."
"Well I'll take her out then," Eric replied.
"I'm sorry, bud; you can't. If you try to take her out then I'll tell her that you're selling her body," Max threatened.
"You wouldn't do that... you'd lose her also... she'd never talk to you again," Eric responded confidently to Max.
"Dude, I can snap my fingers and find new pussy. You can't snap your fingers and find a new wife. I'm sorry." Max paused again to allow his words sink in. "I want you to trust me, and to trust that I have a plan for Katie. I know what she can and cannot handle, and I will keep her in good shape. I need her to be happy, to be clean, and most-importantly, to be TAKING DICK OFTEN. I have a vested financial interest in that, so please trust that she is well taken care of to make that happen. And let me be absolutely clear here on this point: DO NOT EVER AGAIN interfere with my financial interests. I don't care that it's your wife."
Eric felt the enormity of the moment... he couldn't go back now. His wife is going to be an actual, working whore... something he had fantasized about for years, but hadn't fully considered as a real life outcome until just now. Max telling him that he had a 'vested financial interest' in getting her fucked often was hitting home. He felt as though Max had somehow managed to take full ownership of Katie's body at this point, and that she couldn't go back now. She belonged to Max.
"Go home man. I'll send Katie home in a cab tomorrow morning. Just go home and cool off. I'll send you some pics and video from tonight for you to jerk off to," Max said.
Eric nodded, reluctantly accepting Max's offer to send Katie home tomorrow morning.
"Oh, and here is your portion of tonight's take. And I'll even throw in your share from Paul as well," Max said, generously providing Eric with half of the money Paul and Andre paid to have sex with Katie.
Eric looked at the thick stack of bills that Max handed him. Without counting, Eric could tell it was significant. "This was all from those two?!" Eric asked.
"Yes," Max replied. "I told you we are going to do well here. Now go home and cool off."
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Several weeks went by since Andre had visited Max's suite, and in that time Eric had come to accept the reality of Katie's role in Max's business enterprise, along with his own. Not only had Max managed to convince Eric of this reality, but somehow he had also been able to continue to convince Katie to have sex with the random men he would bring over to his suite each weekend. It was also about this time, in fact, that Max was able to get Katie to agree to come over and get fucked a second time each week - a goal that Max was proud to have gotten Katie to agree to in such a short amount of time. His influence over her was now obvious and profound.
For her part, Katie had never in her life imagined that she would become so promiscuous, especially with random strangers. Historically, she had looked down upon women who had frequent sex with men, and she certainly would look down upon women who would have sex with men they weren't married to. However, she couldn't help her deep-seeded feelings for Max, and the pride she would feel in pleasing him when she would visit. Those visits to his suite would be the only time she'd get to spend time with him, and they were visits that she would look forward to greatly. The fact that Max liked to watch her get fucked by other men was something that took time for her to get used to, but after understanding that it was the only way for her to be with Max, she accepted her place in it all, and even started to enjoy it to a degree.
Additionally, Katie's relationship with Eric was actually somewhat strong, despite her feelings for Max, and despite her now-promiscuous lifestyle. Eric was getting from Katie the sexual fantasy that he had always dreamed of, and was even able to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh at home with Katie occasionally - something that wasn't as frequent an occurrence prior to the relationship with Max. Eric would find himself having intense orgasms with Katie on days following her visits. He loved the fact that he was fucking his wife, who just hours earlier had been fucked in multiple ways by multiple random men. He would bombard Katie with questions about what the men had done with her the night before, and whether she enjoyed it or not. Most of Katie's answers were short and lacking much detail, and her apparent lack of enthusiasm for getting fucked by these men was clear in her "it was okay" responses to whether or not she had enjoyed her experiences.
Eric was no fool in all of this and realized that Katie wasn't having sex with all of these men because she was enjoying it. Rather, he knew very well that Katie was spreading her legs and opening her mouth to please Max. He knew that all of their business hinged upon Katie being happy with their de facto arrangement: that she basically gets to have intimate time with Max in exchange for taking cock from his "friends".
To support this delicate balance, and as a treat, Eric contacted Max days earlier to arrange with him a night where Katie could go over to his suite alone and spend some time one on one. Max, though busy managing the other women whom he had been prostituting, had agreed with Eric for Katie to spend a night at his penthouse, though as a surprise to Katie.
Eric waited for Katie to come home from work to tell her the surprise news. He knew that she'd be delighted to hear it. Eric had some reservations about letting his beautiful wife spend the night with another man, but he reminded himself that Max isn't the type to steal Katie away from him. He figured that Max was perfectly happy keeping Katie at arm's length by having her remain in her marriage - especially if her husband was not only okay with her getting fucked by other men, but also okay with her being prostituted. He also knew that Max wouldn't want Katie being around him on a daily basis. Max was running two businesses: his daytime business (doing who knows what) and his side hustle of prostituting women out to his business colleagues and customers. Given these facts, Eric felt fine letting Katie have a nice intimate night alone with Max.
He especially loved the fact that the money that Max was generating with Katie was considerable. Keeping his wife's legs in the air (and now twice a week) was going to be quite a lucrative side hustle for him.
Later that night Katie stepped out of the elevator, walked up to the door of her and Eric's apartment, and opened it to find Eric seated on the couch watching a basketball game. Eric turned off the television as he stood up and greeted Katie.
"Hey, how are you?" he asked.
"I'm fine," Katie responded. "You didn't need to turn off the TV. You can keep watching; I don't mind."
"Oh, no, it's fine. I was meaning to talk to you about something," Eric responded.
Katie put her bags down on the dining room table, and took off her jacket. "What about?" she asked.
"Well, I know that you've been dealing with a lot of emotions with all of the liaisons you've been having with Max and his friends," Eric said to Katie, "and I just thought that maybe you'd enjoy a night alone with him -- just the two of you."
Katie looked at Eric, puzzled. "Uh, what do you mean? Like you want me to go over to his place alone... without you?"
