Judge Sandy Ch 07

Judge Sandy -- ch 7

"What the hell is going on?" Brandon asked again as he stepped into his truck. Sandy was buckling herself in. "You made it pretty clear you didn't like the idea of Maggie crashing our little party. Not that I ever wanted it."

"Her and I have had several girl talks when you weren't around. I don't see her as a threat. She's made it very clear she's just a girl that likes to have fun. And you were right. She is a very attractive woman. She agreed to the ground rules. So I thought, 'why not?'

"Ground rules?! What ground rules?" Brandon asked still shocked.

Sandy giggled. "You'll find out."

They rode in silence. Brandon getting more excited as he thought about the evening ahead. Sandy kept glancing over at him, smiling. Now that she had gotten to know Maggie on a more personal level, she might have been more excited about sharing their bed with her than Brandon. She smiled to herself as she recalled her college days and one of her sorority sisters she had some fun with on occasion. She wasn't a complete novice when it came to sharing her bed with a woman. She just preferred men. She looked over and saw Brandon flexing the hand with the cut arm. "How's your arm?"

"Hurts like hell. Starting to throb."

Sandy reached over and laid her hand over his groin. "I think you'll be forgetting all about it shortly. Think you can handle two horny women tonight?" She squeezed his already swollen cock.

"Do I have a choice?" He asked smiling.

Brandon parked the truck beside the cabin, then checked the outside of the place as Sandy went inside. He walked in the cabin ten minutes later. "Get in here." He heard Sandy yell from the bedroom. She was waiting for him, laying on the bed, naked.

"I figure we have a couple of hours before Maggie gets here." She patted the mattress next to her. "I want to show you how turned-on you got me this evening, before she gets here."

He quickly undressed. "Let me jump in the shower first."

"No." Sandy replied emphatically. "I want to smell my man tonight."

'That's a first.' Brandon thought to himself. 'She's never called me her man before. She must really be turned-on.' He pulled off his clothes and climbed up on the bed, laying next to her.

Sandy rolled over on his body and began kissing him as her hand roamed up and down his body. She wrapped her small hand around his cock and pumped it several times, squeezing it hard.

Brandon sensed she was already worked up. But he wanted to see how far he could push her. "Squeeze that cock baby! Come on! Squeeze it hard!" He groaned.

Sandy squeezed his cock harder, moaning. "I don't want to hurt you."

Brandon's lust took control. "You're not going to hurt it!" He growled. "Now squeeze it bitch! Squeeze it like you own it."

Sandy groaned as she felt her own lust taking control. "Oooohhhhh!" She moaned as she squeezed his cock harder than she'd ever squeezed it before. She had held his cock many times before. But there was something about the eroticism of the moment, seeing his flesh in her hand, feeling the hardness of his blood swollen shaft, hearing him growl at her to take it like she owned it. She looked at him with a longing in her eyes, squeezing his manhood.

Brandon recognized that look. He grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard, digging his fingers into her flesh. "Tell me what you want!" He growled at her.

"I want you!" She growled back. "I want you to take me like you own me! I am so fucking horny for you! I want you to fuck me like you own me!"

He smiled at her as he put his hand on the back of her head and started pushing it down his body. "Get down there! You know what I want."

Sandy didn't need to hear anything else. She slid down his body, not needing his hand to force her. She draped herself over his abdomen as she held his cock at attention. She slid her mouth over it and began to suck it with a frenzy. Her head bobbed up and down on the length of his shaft, moaning and slurping.

Brandon groaned, instinctively laying his hands on her head and back. Sandy didn't need any direction. He just wanted to feel her. "Oh fuck!" He groaned softly. "Feels so good!" He laughed softly. "I do love that mouth of yours."

Sandy squealed, hearing his words, intensifying her sucking and slurping on his cock. She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock to catch her saliva as it ran down his shaft. Then she used it to bathe his scrotum, massaging it down to his perinium.

"OH FUCK!" Brandon moaned loud enough to almost be a scream. The sensations as intense as any he'd ever felt. "Where the fuck did you learn this?" He groaned, chuckling.

Sandy pulled off his cock, giggling. "Told you I had a lot of fun in college."

Brian laughed. "I'm glad you were such a good student." An overwhelming urge to have her beneath him took hold in his psyche. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her back up, next to him.

"What are you doing baby?" Sandy asked, the longing in her eyes evident. "I wasn't finished with you."

He chuckled. "I'm not finished with you either." He pushed her on her back and straddled her body. "I'm going to fuck you like I own you. Your words." He crawled up her body till he was straddling her breasts.

Sandy smiled up at him when she realized what he wanted. She grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times before pushing it down between her breasts. She pushed her breasts together, wrapping his cock in her warm, soft flesh. "Fuck those tits baby. They're all yours." She moaned, her voice revealing her arousal.

Brandon settled into a slow and steady fucking of her breasts as the two lovers stared at each other. "You are so fucking gorgeous." His feelings for her overwhelmed him as he watched her facial expressions. That wanton look, coupled with the knowledge of how much she loved him. "What have you done to me woman? I don't think you know how much I love you." He groaned as he felt his orgasm building.

"Tell me." Sandy moaned as she held her breasts squeezed together. No matter how many times he told her, she always loved hearing it.

He smiled down at her, knowing what she needed to hear. "You're smart. You're funny. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for." He grunted, feeling his orgasm approaching. "You're gorgeous, sexy, sensuous. You're the fucking best lover any guy could have." He began grunting. "OH FUCK! I DO LOVE YOU GORGEOUS!" He groaned loudly as his orgasm took control.

"I LOVE YOU TOO BABY! NOW FUCK ME YOU BASTARD! She cried out as his body began to spasm. His cock erupted, spewing his first and second blast all over her face and hair. Sandy opened her mouth, trying to catch some of his seed. She'd grown to love its taste.

Brandon leaned against the wall at the head of the bed for leverage as he leaned into her body. Her breasts felt like velvet wrapped around his shaft as it plowed between them. Sandy keeping them squeezed tight together, as though she was trying to milk every drop of his cum out of him. He never took his eyes off her as he quickly painted her face with his white seed. The smile on her face and in her eyes never leaving as he did.

Brandon finally collapsed against the wall, panting, not wanting to dismount from her chest. He wanted to savor the warmth and softness of her breasts as long as possible.

Sandy kept her breasts squeezed together for another minute, or so, before releasing them. "Get up here!" She said softly, as she released her breasts and pulled on the back of his hips.

Brandon scooted forward as Sandy lifted her head. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and began sucking and licking it, taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. Swirling her tongue around the head as if she was bathing it.

"Oh fuck!" Brandon moaned softly, still panting. He reached down and grabbed the top of her head, holding it propped up as he began to fuck her mouth. "How is this possible?" He asked when he realized he was ready to go a second round already. It usually took him an hour or so to recover.

Sandy pushed her head back smiling up at him. "Maybe it's the thought of having two horny women. You better save your strength, tiger. You're going to need it. It's going to be a long night."

Vlad drove through the gate of the family estate just after 4:00 a.m. The adrenaline still pushing him. He and Maxim and the rest of the gang had paid Sandy Fiore's parents a visit. The outcome was just as he expected. Her parents had no idea where she was at, and now they were both dead, needlessly. But he'd fulfilled his mother's wishes. He parked his car in one of the garage bays next to the house. He decided he wasn't going to go anywhere the next day, which was already today.

He walked in the house, staggering slightly as he and the guys had stopped off at the strip club to have a few drinks. He'd had enough shots of vodka to give him a nice buzz. He found Czarina waiting for him in the living room. He just looked at her, for the first time feeling a sense of disgust for her. Her hatred of Sandy Fiore was not just consuming her, it was consuming everything around her, himself included. Now he'd just murdered two old people for no other reason than to appease her sick sense of vengeance. "What are you still doing up? Couldn't wait to hear the good news?" He asked sarcastically.

"Is it done?" She asked with no emotion. "Did they tell you anything?"

"IT'S DONE!" Vlad yelled at her in anger. Then he pulled out his phone and opened a picture he'd taken of their two bodies, duct taped to two dining room chairs, slumped over with gun shot wounds to their heads. "I KNEW THEY HAD NO IDEA WHERE SHE WAS!" He continued to yell. Then he forced himself to calm down. "They begged for the other's life. Not their own. For the other. Before I shot them." He'd executed dozens of people over the years. But the moral code within his psyche, if you could call it that, told him this was both wrong and stupid.

"Good!" Czarina replied, again with no emotion. "I didn't think they'd have any useful information. But that doesn't matter. What matters is their deaths will bring her out of hiding. And then I will exact my revenge on her myself."

Then it was as if she just flipped a switch in her psyche. She stood up to go to bed. She took Vlad's face in her hand as she looked at him tenderly. "Thank you, my sweet boy. Thank you for taking care of that for me. Now let me take you to my bed and take care of you. I want to reward you."

Vlad just smiled at her, knowing what she was trying to do. She was trying to take back control of their sexual relationship. She wanted things her way. He grabbed her hand, then held the palm of it to his mouth and kissed it. "Oh, you're going to take care of me, Mama." He said menacingly. He still loved her, in his own warped way. But it was quickly being replaced by a simmering lust. A lust that tasted sweeter each time he tasted it. "Now get up to my room." He commanded her.

Czarina bristled at his ordering her what to do, remembering how he had treated her the night before. "I'm your mother. I will not be talked to, or treated, like one of the sluts at the strip club." She flinched when Vlad raised his hand to her face, thinking he was going to slap her.

He caressed the side of her face with the back of his hand as he stared at her, smiling. There was a smoldering, sensuous beauty about her, that made him want her all the more. She had opened this incestuous door the first time she had seduced him. Since then, she had kept him in check with her anger, and his fear of standing up to her. He realized he wasn't afraid of her anymore. He continued to caress her face in silence as the two stared at each other. He watched as the defiance in her eyes slowly faded. "You need this Mama. Don't you?"

She groaned softly. He knew how to manipulate her and she knew it. She also knew he was only treating her the way she had treated him for years. "You know I do, sweetie. I need my sweet boy. Why are you doing this Vlad?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

He leaned forward and kissed her softly. Then traced the outline of her mouth with the tip of his tongue, knowing how much she craved his gentle touch. "You know why I'm doing this Mama. It's all because of you. You created a monster. And now this monster will have you however he wants." He paused as he watched her. "I do love you Mama. Sometimes, I love you so much, it hurts inside." He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately as his other hand grabbed her breast and began to squeeze and knead it like a lump of dough. "But I've also watched you over the years. I've watched the way you've used men for your pleasure, humiliating them, degrading them, and then throwing them aside. The whole time reveling in their pain and humiliation."

He kissed her again. This time hard as his hands came around to the front of her throat. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and pulled on it, before biting it. Czarina cried out before sobbing. "So you see Mama." He continued to taunt her. "I've learned from the best. And now, I want to know what that feels like with you. I've taken the sluts at work so often, they do nothing for me anymore. I want to know what it feels like to take you, and make you my slut."

"NO!" Czarina screamed defiantly, trying to push away from him.

Vlad slid his hands down to the lapels of her blouse as he responded. "YES!" The combination of the vodka lowering his inhibitions and his anger towards his mother took control. He ripped her blouse apart, sending buttons flying around the room. "YES YOU WILL!" He shouted. His gaze dropped to her heaving chest momentarily. The he stared her in the eye again. Something had snapped in his mind earlier as he carried out her orders to execute those two old people. "I did your fucking dirty work for you tonight. I killed two old people just to satisfy your blood lust. I knew it was a fucking stupid idea! But I did it anyway." He wrapped one hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into his body as he reached in his pants pocket and pulled out his favorite knife.

Czarina's eyes widened as he held the knife in front of her face and flipped open the blade. She knew she had pushed him too far. For a brief second she thought he was going to cut her throat. "Please Vlad! No!" All defiance absent from her voice as she stood frozen with fear.

"Now you're going to satisfy my lust." He slid the flat side of the blade over her cheek, down her neck, then down the valley between her breasts. With a slight tug he sliced the thin piece of cloth holding the cups of her bra together. He then used the blade to push aside the cups, exposing her breasts to his gaze.

Czarina's body began to shake as her son ran the flat side of the blade all over her breasts. She had never seen this side of her son, which made her fear that much greater. She had no idea what he was thinking, or what he was going to do to her.

Vlad calmed himself before continuing. "I was going to save the good news till the morning, after I've had some sleep. But since you were stupid enough to wait up for me, I'll tell you now. I decided this evening, I'm taking over the leadership of this family. You no longer have any authority." He smiled as he ran the blade over one of her nipples. "I do love these tits of yours. They are going to bring me so much pleasure." He looked her in the eye again. "I have the loyalty of all the guys. So, if you think you're going to take power back, think again. And if you think about killing me..." He smiled. "They've all sworn they would avenge my death. I don't think they like you very much." He laughed.

Czarina's mind was racing as it switched to survival mode. "What does that mean for me?"

Vlad smiled as he folded his knife and put it back in his pocket. "You no longer have any say in the family business. But you can continue to enjoy all the perks of being the matron of the family, and continue to live the life you've become accustomed to." He pulled her into his body again as his other hand grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it hard. "On the condition you keep me happy, and serve me as you're told." He dug his fingers into her breast until she cried out in pain. "Disappoint me or disobey me, and..." He paused as he glared at her. "I guess you'll no longer have any value to this family."

Czarina began to sob. Something she hadn't done in decades. "I thought you loved me Vlad. What happened to my sweet boy?"

He just shook his head in disbelief. Either she was just another stupid bitch, or she was trying to manipulate him one last time. The he chuckled. "I guess I have what they call a 'love/hate relationship' with you. And you can thank yourself for that. Now get the fuck upstairs to my room."

Sandy was waiting for Maggie at the front door, wearing a bathrobe, when she stepped on the front porch. She and Brandon had heard her car coming long before she got to the cabin. "Well, hello again!" Sandy greeted her smiling as she stepped aside, allowing Maggie to enter the cabin.

"Good evening." Maggie returned the greeting, her voice a little shaky from nervousness. She looked around the cabin, remembering it fondly from the many times she'd stayed there with Charlie, Brandon's close friend from his time in the Army. "This place is just as I remember it."

"You've been here before?" Brandon asked as he walked out of the bedroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist, having just showered.

Maggie's pussy began to twitch as she stared at his chiseled body. "Yes!" Her voice shaking even more now, as her nervousness collided with her arousal. "Charlie and I spent one of the best summers of my life up here, the summer before he went into the Army."

A light went on in Brandon's brain. He started putting the pieces together. "So you're the Maggie he always talked about?" The three of them had never shared stories of their past and how Brandon and Sandy had come to be staying at this particular cabin.

Maggie's eyes lit up. "Wait! You know Charlie?"

Brandon smiled. "I do. We served together. He spoke of you quite fondly on many occasions." He didn't want to get too graphic as Charlie had often told them of Maggie's insatiable appetite for sex. Then he did some quick math in his head and realized she was more than old enough to be Charlie's mother. 'Who the fuck cares?' He asked himself. 'She's an attractive woman with a great body.'

Maggie smiled as she remembered that summer. "That was a great summer. We had a lot of fun. And he was quite the...." She stopped herself before getting too graphic.

Brandon stepped up to her and put his arm around her shoulders as he held out his other arm to Sandy. Sandy stepped up, wrapping her arms around Brandon's and Maggie's waists. "How about we have our own fun." He said smiling back and forth between the two ladies. Then he leaned forward and kissed Sandy as he held Maggie tight against them. Their kiss lingered as they moaned in unison.

Maggie stood watching, feeling their passion for each other. She wanted to join in, but was uncomfortable at this point. She felt her own arousal deepening as their kiss became more passionate.

Brandon finally broke the kiss with Sandy, only to turn his attention to Maggie. He pulled her head to him and kissed her with the same passion he'd kissed Sandy. He released his hold on Sandy so he could use both hands to slip Maggie's coat off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.

Maggie began to sigh and moan softly as she became caught up in the sensuality of the moment. Her moans became louder when Brandon began to fondle her breasts, over her blouse.

Brandon broke the kiss and then walked around, standing behind Maggie. He looked at Sandy as she stepped forward. The two ladies embraced and began kissing. Brandon stood behind Maggie and listened as the two ladies kissed, moaning and sighing in unison. He began to roam his hands up and down her body, spending extra time on her ass. When he'd listened to them long enough he leaned over Maggie's shoulder and began kissing her neck. "I think our new friend is overdressed." He whispered to Sandy.