The Jewel Of Desire Ch 13

It was going to be a hot day; it was already 95 degrees at 8am, with the high predicted to be 112. Anything over 106 could stop a match according to the lead official. The 4.5 Women's Doubles Finals originally scheduled for 3pm was pushed up to 10am in an effort to miss the hottest part of the day. Dee and Julie were facing familiar rivals from Julie's league team. They'd be accustomed to the heat and were decent players. They'd been seen at their previous matches, trying to learn what they'd be facing. The only thing that might work for Dee and Julie would be to change things up a bit. Julie usually served first and then Dee, Dee favored the ad court and Julie the deuce. The plan would be to switch during the first set and return to the previous for the second. The rest of their game remained pretty solid, but they had to win the first set.

Jill Vanderbilt (a lefty) and Kate Crawford a right-hander was a good match, and because Jill was a lefty, the sun wouldn't be an issue for them, even when it was high in the sky. The match began with Jill and Kate winning the toss and electing to serve, but uncharacteristically they lost the first game due to having prepared to face their opponents in the opposite positions on the court and missing key shots.

Dee had been serving well all weekend and today would be no different. She had tremendous hook on her slice and when her opponents attempted to compensate by moving to their right, Dee would serve up the tee with a hard flat cannonball. However, Jill's lefty status was proving to be a challenge for Julie, and she dropped her serve, but they were still up 3-1. When Julie used her back spin drop shot and it bounced back over the net before Kate could get to it there was a heated exchange that the official allowed to go on for too long and didn't penalize either team. Jill told Dee to

"bite me!"

and defiantly Dee scowled and replied for both to

"eat me!"

It appeared that the exchange had taken the fight out of the two, Dee and Julie won the first set 6-3. But Dee suspected something more nefarious was at play. What she didn't know was that her strongly worded insult had an effect on the two women. Though both were happily married with normal marital sex lives. Never had either considered sex with another woman. But now, if only subconsciously they were both curious. As they watched Dee dart across the court, only with considerable effort did they manage to keep at bay thoughts and images of Dee naked. Then thoughts of what it would be like to eat pussy for the first time would emerge.

As a result, at the beginning of the second set when it was legal to switch service order and court position, (ad and deuce court), it wasn't until the third game did they notice and change their strategy. By that time, they were down 0-3.

It was very hot now, at least 101 degrees and each team was hydrating themselves well and sweating profusely. Dee and Julie had selected white and yellow colors for their matching tennis shirts and tops. Like most white materials when wet they become a bit translucent, not much, but enough that if the right areas became wet, it could be a treat for the right person.

Since both Dee and Julie were large breasted they wore heavy duty bras to secure their breasts in place. Their sweat was collecting in their bra cups and causing their nipples to harden and protrude. It acted to further distract Jill and Kate. Both were small breasted and envious of women more endowed, their thoughts turned to images of large naked breasts with firm nipples. They didn't win another game, despite strong rallies.

Jill and Kate were gracious losers and took pictures holding their smaller trophies as they smiled with Dee and Julie.

"Good match, Kate, Jill. It could have gone either way,"

Dee said though she knew better, and Jill offered her own magnanimous comments. "

You both are too kind; you kicked our asses. Congratulations. Perhaps we can have lunch some time and learn your secret,"

Jill said and stroked a stray lock of hair from her face.

"Our only chance was in that first set, but then we lost it all in the second,"

Kate said and licked her lips, as she pulled her bag to her shoulder. Their defeated opponents headed for their cars with their second-place trophies leaving Dee and Julie to discuss what they had just observed.

"Were they flirting with us,"

Julie asked.

"I think they were, perhaps a bit. We'll take them up on lunch if we win our second final. Agreed?"

Smiling she agreed.

They had an hour before their final match of the tournament, in the Women's 50 Doubles. As they walked off the court they were greeted by Wendy and Gail. Almost in unison they offered their congratulations.

"We got here too late to see the match, but we heard you dominated, 6-4, 6-1. Way to go,"

Gail said.

"Thanks,"

Dee replied smiling and looking quizzically at both Wendy and Gail. "

I didn't know you two knew each other."

Gail and Wendy giggled.

"Long story, short version is we met at Lifetime,"

Gail said giving Dee a knowing glance and then changed the subject.

"What time is your 50s?"

Dee and Julie left Wendy and Gail to return to their room to change and rest, while Gail showed Wendy around the complex. They would be in the front row to watch the finals. In their hotel room, with only an hour to rest, Dee and Julie showered together but resisted the temptation to play. Cooled by the shower, they dressed again in matching outfits, ate light snacks and waited until the last possible moments to return to Darling Tennis Center for their final match.

With most of the other matches completed, a crowd had grown to watch the final. Their opponents were from Phoenix Arizona where temperatures exceeded even those of Las Vegas, sometimes by as much as five degrees. Las Vegas was the high desert and Phoenix the low, determined by elevation, which explained the variance. As a result, their opponents were acclimated to the heat.

The Women's Doubles 50's meant that you had to be at least 50 years old to participate but could be older. Dee didn't look anywhere near her 65 years. But she was well known in the community, through her civic involvement and her tennis activity. Julie was just over 50 and also well-known and respected.

Their opponents were not, however they checked out as true to their ratings and age to play in this division. Anne Smith and Judy Jones of Peoria Arizona, a suburb just west of Phoenix, they went by the moniker

"Alias Smith and Jones"

. Like the Western television series, they both grew up watching on ABC in the early 70's, they were a dynamic pair having partnered for over ten years and won numerous tournaments large and small. Anne Smith was a small quick blonde with a consistent serve and a strong net game. Judy Jones, who went by the nickname Jay-Jay, an African American with a fair complexion, wearing her hair in long braids and was just under six feet tall with a decent topspin serve and good court sense. Both women were married and had children in college.

The chair umpire walked out to the court holding new Penn neon green tennis balls, the name "Penn" imprinted in bold black letters and the number "4" imprinted below. The pre-match meeting was the same as with previous matches, the official reviewed the rules focusing on players making their own calls and the chair overruling, if necessary.

Asking the Phoenix team to call the toss, he flipped a coin to determine who would serve first, then handed out the new tennis balls and told the players they had a five-minute warm up. With only a minute remaining in the warmup, he announced the players.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this Final match of the Women's Doubles 50s division is the best-of-three tie-break sets, to the right of the chair, from Peoria Arizona Anne Smith and Judy Jones."

Applause was strong from all around the court.

"To the left of the chair, from Las Vegas Nevada, Dee Newman and Julie Betts. Smith and Jones won the toss and chose to serve. Time!"

As the women returned to their seats to sip water and towel off, their friends and family cheered them on, as promised Gail and Wendy were in the front row at the net which gave them a good view of the court.

"Dee and Julie, you got this,"

they cheered.

A little after 3pm, the sun was high and wouldn't be a factor for two hours when it began to set. All hoped it wouldn't take that long. Dee didn't count on that and wanted to put their best server in the sun in the event of a long match and would defend from the south side of the court. The winds were calm and also wouldn't be an issue.

Taking their positions the match was ready to begin.

"Serving Anne Smith,"

said the very fit looking African American official, sitting perched in his chair under an umbrella.

Bouncing the ball a few times, Anne toss it over her head and served a well-paced top spin to Julie's backhand. She returned a deep cross court shot just avoiding a poach from Jay-Jay. Anne took four long strides to get there and tried to hit a cross-court shot of her own. But Dee poached and hit an overhead smash for a "winner". The battle was on.

Anne took the bait and served to Dee's backhand. Dee had positioned herself as though she was protecting a weak backhand and that's just what she wanted. She hit a sharp return up the middle too wide for Jay-Jay and too fast for Anne to recover. She was looking for a cross-court return. "Luv -30."

Anne served to Julie's backhand this time and she hit a passing shot down the line, which was completely open. Jay-Jay had anticipated another cross court shot.

"Luv - 40".

Most players would have gotten down on themselves, but Anne was determined to hold her serve. She fired a hard angling topspin wide to Dee's forehand, she had to move fast to get there, but was a few seconds too late. It hit the top of the net but didn't go over. "15-40".

Anne continued to serve well after a shaky start and soon had the score tied at deuce. She was bouncing the ball and hit a good flat serve up the tee to Julie's backhand, a few quick strides she returned a high lob forcing Jay-Jay to yell for help from her partner. Forcing Anne to move to back beyond the service line and hit an overhead up the middle. That's where Dee was lurking and angled a sharp volley into the alley. But Jay-Jay ran after it and hit a good forehand at Julie's feet for a winner. It was so fast; Julie couldn't find the ball in time to react. "Advantage Smith & Jones". Serving to Dee she placed a hard flat serve to her backhand for an ace and just like that Anne held serve in the opening game, which lasted over ten minutes. The crowd cheered.

~

He was angry. Carl had to decide how to respond. He suppressed his first instinct to find and punish the people responsible for this action. He could use Sandy and Kim to lead him back to the people or person. It would be easy to do and then he could turn them gay or impotent or worse. He needed to know what he was dealing with, was it a one off or an organized group. Although he now could control minds with a glance, that wouldn't be enough against bullets or knives. He could infiltrate them and then seduce them all. But if they anticipated that he'd have nothing.

The first thing he'd have to do is release Sandy and Kim, and then heal their mental anguish. If he was to catch or discover who was behind all this, he'd be putting them back in the same danger, but perhaps with the ability to no longer be entranced, perhaps helping them find the person or people responsible.

One at a time, he held them by their shoulders and looked into their eyes, removing the hypnotic control they were under, reinforcing his own, making it stronger and each better able to resist, should there be a next time.

Being a big man, and an intellectual, he was a bit of a pacifist. As a young man, Carl never had to fight much; his mere presence was intimidation enough. But now two of his girls had been drugged and controlled, that wouldn't stand. There were several unanswered questions. The most pressing, why them? Did they just happen to fit the girls they targeted, or was there a connection to him that he was missing? Was he being watched?

"You must find and kill whoever has done this!"

A voice in his head stated as a matter of fact.

"This cannot go unpunished."

It was of course the jewel.

"Oh, your back. That's not as easy as you think."

"Back? ...I never left. I've been resting and growing stronger. It's much simpler than you imagine. You have access to important and powerful people now. That means you have access to their resources, their muscle. Use them. You can have the culprit found and killed without being exposed. Do it."

Sandy and Kim spent the rest of the day in their master's care. Or was I the other way around? They basked under their master's attention and soon felt like their old selves. Sandy was on her knees bobbing her head back and forth, his large cock in her mouth, as she attempted to swallow all of his length.

Meanwhile he played with Kim's perfect breasts. Licking and chewing lightly on her dark brown nipple. Kim cooed at the "titty play" and her master's attention. His touch had her on the verge of coming several times, but he asked her to wait until he told her she could come. Just when she thought she had her control locked down, he'd switch tits and she'd be on the verge all over again. It was sweet torture. His free hand would then take the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Moaning loudly, Kim began fingering her very wet pussy, which was a distraction, but didn't provide any relief.

He was ready to fuck and decided he was in the mood for anal. Pulling his cock gently from between Sandy's lips, she was pleased to learn of his intentions. Although she was capable of taking her master's cock dry in her ass, he saw little point in making her suffer.

Without fanfare he plunged his cock in her dripping pussy, and for several very satisfying minutes he stroked back and forth before pulling out and shoving it in her puckering hole. It was tight. Stroking her ass slowly at first, he increased the tempo. Somehow Kim managed to latch her mouth on Sandy's abandoned pussy, holding it open as she tongued and licked, even as their master's strokes increased. Despite her early apprehensions, Sandy was becoming quite the fan of anal sex, and quickly adjusted to her master's size and girth.

After a few more strokes she moaned, then screamed with passion. Between Kim's tongue and her master's cock she was cumming harder than she ever had before from anal. With Sandy's enthusiasm he also found the pleasure too enticing. A few more strokes and he roared loudly filling Sandy's rectum with his cum. Gripping her tightly, he grunted and lurched forward once, then once more, until the last of his seed had squirted out. Easing his grip, he pulled free and fell back on the bed, satisfied for the moment.

Kim was torn. Cock or ass? Her master was empty for the time being, but his yummy cum was trickling from Sandy's ass. Making her decision she sprang forward like a cheetah going after an antelope. Telling herself she'd just wait for gravity to do its thing. But after most of the cum had leaked out, Kim wanted more and went in as deep as she could, finding what she sought just out of reach. She was determined to get it.

Despite it having just been in her ass, Sandy's first coherent thought was to clean her master's cock. Squealing with delight as she pulled his deflating cock into her mouth. She'd tasted her ass before, but this was about tending to her master. She would have eaten shit if it made him happy. Kim's tongue and fingers worked expertly emptying Sandy's ass of Carl's deposit, and now was working Sandy up for more as she revived his cock, now too big for her mouth she licked it like a lollypop. Kim's ass was wagging, and Carl was ready to fuck the black woman now. On her hands and knees Carl held on to her hips as he fucked her with long slow strokes as Sandy fingered her pussy close enough for Kim to reach once she was ready.

~

The first game of the match lasted ten minutes and resulted in Smith & Jones holding serve. Dee began to wonder if this was going to be one of those matches that wouldn't be decided by skill, but by mental toughness. It appeared they were evenly skilled. It looked like a bit of trash talking would have to be interjected. And this wouldn't be a quick match.

Serving from the south side of the court, Dee tossed the ball high above her head. Waiting for the ball to come down, she cut a beautiful slicing serve, which was angling for the right side of the service box. Although it appeared to have been hit hard, it actually had more spin. It just managed to clear the net without touching and dropped shallow inside the box. Realizing it was going to be short, Anne scrambled forward arriving just in front of the spinning ball. With her racquet back, she was ready to hit a cross court shot. However, what she failed to consider was the amount of spin Dee had put on the ball. She planned on catching the ball on the rise, hitting a winner. But as the ball bounced it broke hard to the right. Anne swung through empty air, completely missing the ball. Anne's momentum took her to the net, and she grabbed it to stop herself as she glared at Dee. She'd not make that mistake again.

Gail and Wendy had a bird's eye view and cheered loudly as Dee's first serve resulted in an ace, "

Fifteen Luv."

"What's the matter? Don't you use spin back in Phoenix?"

Dee taunted.

Serving to the "ad court", Dee thought she'd try the same tactic. Jay-Jay had been hugging the left line of the service court, she might be hiding a weak backhand. Lightning did in fact strike twice. Jay-Jay made the same mistake, but managed to clip the ball slightly, sending it sailing out deep in the left alley,

"30 Luv."

"Julie, add to your list, both can't handle spin",

Dee told her partner as she bent forward just in front of the net on the deuce side of the court. Further irritating her adversaries.

With her slice service established Dee decided to go hard and flat with her next serve. She aimed for the left side of the court, landing a deep cannonball in the left corner. Anne had to rush again, this time to her left for a backhand return, which she hit too late and into the net.

"40 Luv".

"Julie, add hard and fast flat serves to the list."

Dee had shown her opponents two strong serves. She could close out the game with the next. Thinking she'd try the same serve against Jay-Jay to see if she'd been paying attention. She had and was ready this time. Although she was surprised by Dee's accuracy, she hit a backhand cross court. Julie had been waiting for an opportunity to poach and dropped a short lazy chip shot angled off the court for a winner. It was too far away and too little pace for either of them to reach. The set was tied one game each.

"And that's how you serve."

Dee said to no one in particular. But she had her opponents seething.

The good news was that the game took less than five minutes to play. Nevertheless, it was looking as though this might be a long match. Dee and Julie were fit and used to the Las Vegas heat, but Anne and Jay-Jay were from Phoenix, where it was often hotter.

As the match continued, and the lead changed hands frequently, so did the sniping from both sides of the net. Jay-Jay and Anne gave as good as they got. But failed to win the crucial game twelve. Up 6-5, Jay-Jay fell behind and Julie passed Anne to win game twelve, tying the set at six games each and forcing a 7-point tiebreak.