Chapter 8
"Here we are!" she announced. "What do you think?"
"It's wonderful," Sue said.
The twins simply nodded their approval.
"Let's get the berries inside to the kitchen and have something to eat," Miss Manley said and headed toward the front door. They followed, Victor and Erich carrying a bucket of blueberries.
This is John's . Almost all the kids who live in here will eventually work for John. He's very good about that. The job you have is to have fun and help other people have fun. That's John's business; he makes people happy. He helps them have fun."
They didn't exactly understand. "Does he put on shows and concerts?" Victor asked.
"Among other things," Miss Manley asked. "Maybe he'll even let you be in one of his productions."
They finished their light meal and Miss Manley offered to show them the rooms where they would stay. They followed her from the kitchen into the living room where they came upon a group of naked children lolling on the rug and playing with each other's sex organs. Not one even bothered to look up from his game to see who had come in. Two little girls were sitting across from each other and were taking turns kissing each other on the cunt.
A girl was rolling a boy's penis between the toes of her feet. Another girl was playing with her own small hole, running a pencil in and out of it. Several children were paired off and were locked in tight embrace. The whole scene seemed unreal. Several of the children said hello to Miss Manley as they wound their way through the crowd. When they were safely through the maze and headed down a long hallway, Miss Manley turned to the boys to see their reaction. Erich was smiling and Victor wore an expression of bemused confusion, and both of them had growing pricks bulging in their pants.
"We can go back there later, but now I want to show you your rooms," Miss Manley said slyly.
She took out a ring of keys, selected one as she paused before a wooden door, and inserted it in the brass lock.
"You'll be staying in this suite, sharing the bathroom with the boys," Miss Manley said to Sue.
"I hope you don't mind," she added.
"No, of course not," Sue said.
Erich and Victor entered the room on the right, and stopped to stare in amazement at the plexiglass walls and huge, globelike chair with plush, red velvet lining. It didn't fit in at all with the wild, outdoorsy surroundings of the rest of the house. The only connecting link was the floor to ceiling clear plexiglass windows looking out to the western mountains on the horizon. A huge fish aquarium took up another wall and it was filled with salt water fish of every color in the world. Green ferns were waving in a slight current, perhaps generated by the one, huge black eel that circled nervously back and forth in the huge aquarium. The beds were covered in black fur, and each was shaped in a large half-circle so that they could be pushed together to make one enormous round bed. The twins were impressed and pleased that Miss Manley had brought them here.
"I'll leave you two to rest for a while," Miss Manley said. "I'd like to talk with you for a few minutes, if I could," she said to Sue.
"Sure," Sue replied.
Sue opened the door to her room and stood looking at what appeared to be a glass-walled garden, with a small fountain at one end that ran down a miniature stone cliff and dropped like a waterfall into a little brick pond. Goldfish glistened in the clear waters, and a few pennies were visible at the bottom. One wall was made of oiled wood paneling and a large brass bed stood against it. A pair of oval rattan chairs hung from the ceiling on either side of the bed and the glass walls were -lined with exotic and colorful plants.
"This was once the greenhouse," Miss Manley said. "Do you like it?" she asked.
"I'm allergic to pollen," Sue confessed.
"No problem," Miss Manley replied. They left and walked to the room on the other side of the twins' room and Miss Manley opened the door on a long, narrow room that was dimly lit and had two alcoves opening on either side of the entrance. The alcoves were oval-shaped with ceiling-length windows and a parrot cage swinging from the ceiling in the center of each one. Plush burgundy carpeting led up the room to a huge round bed that took up nearly the entire floor. There was just barely room to pass on either side to get to the door at the far end of the room, which led to the bathroom and the twins' room beyond that.
"This is my room," Miss Manley said. "You can sleep here tonight."
"Where will you sleep?" Sue asked.
"Don't worry about me," Miss Manley replied.
Sue stood in he soft, languid light as Miss Manley strolled to a bar that she had in one alcove. She fixed herself a drink and prepared to take a sip but stopped and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to offer you something. How impolite of me. And you are my guest. What can I fix you?"
"Oh, nothing," Sue said modestly.
"I've embarrassed you, now. No, I insist. Is a daiquiri okay? I just fixed a batch." Miss Manley poured out an ice cold pink daiquiri and handed it to Sue.
"Thank you," Sue said and took a sip of the sweet drink. "Good," she said.
"My favorite," Miss Manley said. "Drink up, there's lots more," she added, holding up an icy pitcherful.
The drink was sweet and cold and Sue hardly noticed the alcohol. She was thirsty from the long ride and drank the whole glass quickly.
"This is terrific," Sue said. Miss Manley poured Sue another drink. Sue began sipping this one a bit slower than the first. She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.
"Kick your shoes off," Miss Manley said, pouring herself another drink and strolling leisurely toward the bed. "How do you like my room?"
"It's nice. A little odd."
"Yes, but I think it matches my character."
Sue finished her drink and Miss Manley promptly poured her another. "I'm really thirsty," Sue said.
"So am I," Miss Manley concurred. "How about a toast? Here's to love in all its many forms."
"To love," Sue repeated. They both downed their drinks. Miss Manley took Sue's glass and her own and poured two fresh daiquiries. Sue watched Miss Manley dreamily as she returned with a glassful of the blissful nectar.
"I want to make a toast," Sue said.
"By all means," Miss Manley asserted.
"To Miss Manley, the world's best host."
"To me," Miss Manley smiled and they both tilted their heads back and took a long drink.
"I'm awfully tired," Sue said.
"Well, then, why don't you relax," Miss Manley said. She took Sue's drink from her hand and set it on a little night stand that protruded from the bed. She immediately flopped back on the bed. Sue closed her eyes and thought she could feel the room spinning.
"I think I'm getting drunk," Sue confessed.
"Me, too," Miss Manley agreed. "Hey, why don't you scoot over and make room for me?"
"Gosh, I'm sorry," Sue said and moved to one side. Miss Manley plopped down on the bed, laying her shoulder bag on the floor as she did. They lay on their backs for a few moments.
"Miss Manley?" Sue said.
"Yes."
"Have you ever really had sex with Victor and Erich?"
"Sure have."
"Both at the same time?"
"Among other things, yes."
"That must be fun. I like Victor. He's really good at sex."
"Taught him everything he knows," Miss Manley boasted.
"Why did you do it?"
"I like them. They're strong, handsome young men and they're good lovers. Most men aren't. Most women, either. You're very lucky to be like you are."
Sue heard Miss Manley's voice as if from a distance. The room swirled through her memory as she drifted off slowly to sleep. She felt someone unbuttoning her skirt, but she didn't have the energy to look and see who or why it was. She felt the snap on her pants open and then her zipper went down.
"I'm trying to make you more comfortable," Miss Manley's voice suddenly burst through. "You can at least help me by lifting that pretty little rump of yours so I can get these jeans off you."
Sue raised herself up without opening her eyes, just enough for Miss Manley to slip the pants over her rump and down to her ankles. Miss Manley toyed with the pants, shaking Sue's leg as if she couldn't get the pants off. "Leggo!" Miss Manley demanded in a slurred voice. Sue laughed and kicked her legs back and forth. Miss Manley finally pulled them off with a tug and Sue's legs dropped to the bed limply. She lay with her eyes closed, giggling.
"Okay, now, up. Off with the shirt."
Miss Manley raised Sue up and took the shirt from Sue's exaggerated limp shoulders. Then Miss Manley dropped back on the bed herself and closed her eyes.
"Shit, you're a real wet noodle when you get drunk. Now who's going to help me get comfortable? You don't look like you're going to be very cooperative. Cheez."
Sue opened one eye guiltily and spied Miss Manley lying beside her. What the hell, she though, and forced herself to rise from her drunken lethargy. She began opening the buttons of Miss Manley's blouse.
"Thanks," Miss Manley said, her eyes tightly shut. I am a little drunk, she thought.
Sue opened the shirt to reveal Miss Manley's wonderful bosom. The warm brown nipples were soft and relaxed. Sue unsnapped the pants and lowered the zipper, then began the battle to get the skin-tight jeans over Miss Manley's ample ass and down her thorough thighs. Sue tugged and pulled as the pants inched their way down Miss Manley's slender stomach.
"How do you ever get these things on?" Sue puffed.
"With a strict diet," Miss Manley chuckled.
The jeans and the panties were coming down together, but neither Miss Manley nor Sue seemed to mind, so long as the pants made it off. A few of the pubic hair became visible, then more of the curly brown bush as the line of her opening came into view. Sue marveled at the sight as she mentally compared it to her own tiny pubis with its sparse covering of fine, black hair. Finally, she managed to get the pants over the crucial point and they slid easily off Miss Manley's ankles.
"Whew!" Sue exclaimed and plopped back on the bed. She reached down and took the half-full daiquiri glass in her hands. "I need another drink." She downed the icy remains in one gulp.
"Me, too," Miss Manley piped in.
"Oh, heck, well, I'll go get another one. No, I'l go get two more."
She went to he bar and poured the two drinks and returned to the bed, standing over the naked Miss Manley. "Here," she said, extending a drink to Miss Manley, who propped herself up to accept the drink and they both laughed at how drunk they were.
"To daiquiris," Miss Manley toasted. They both drank. Sue set her drink down and lay back down on he bed. She immediately felt the bed rolling as if it were floating on waves. She began humming a tune to herself, mouthing the words.
"I once knew a boy. He was so mean, he put my padded bra in the drying machine. It melted the rubber, it deformed the foam, it looked like a refugee from an old ladies' home."
"I'm really getting silly," Sue said. She felt a hand on her thigh, but she didn't seem to mind. It felt rather pleasant and good.
"You have very nice legs," Miss Manley said.
"I wish I had had legs like yours when I was your age." She ran her hand all the way down Sue's leg to her slender ankle, then up again on the inside of her legs. Her hand felt the fine smooth texture of Sue's inner thigh and traced a line up to the little bridge between Sue's legs and the hand stopped to rest on the tiny mound.
Miss Manley placed a slight pressure on the spot and moved her hand circularly. Sue thought to herself that slip should stop Miss Manley for doing this, but it felt so incredibly wonderful, these sensations that were drifting up through her hazy consciousness. She tilted her head back further and felt Miss Manley pulling her underwear over her ass and down her legs. Sue obligingly lifted her legs to help the process.
Sue lay naked and still on the bed, her lovely young body stretched out in the darkness beside the full, womanly figures of Miss Manley, whose hand came down and touched Sue's pubic rise, the fingers running lightly over the fine soft hair. Her middle finger traced the valley that ran down the middle of the mound and then she turned her finger sideways so her long fingernail entered the slit slightly. She ran her finger down the slit again like this and the odd sensation caused Sue to spread her legs wide automatically. Miss Manley knelt down in front of Sue and brought her face down to Sue's cunt, kissing the surface lightly. She kissed the area all around the opening; the inside of each thigh, each half of the mound, Sue's flat stomach. Sue felt it all from her dream-like state and found it wonderful. She forgot where she was and who was stimulating her. All Sue could sense was the tingling stimulation Miss Manley was performing on her.
Miss Manley brought her lips down on Sue's pubic lips and kissed them long and wetly. She ran her tongue over the opening and around its rim. Sue brought her knees up so the entire opening came up to Miss Manley's view. Miss Manley ran her finger all the way down the slit and over the little area of flesh that separated the cunt from Sue's asshole. She ran her finger over this opening and inserted it slightly in the hole, rotating it a little. Before Sue could react, Miss Manley replaced her lips to Sue's cunt and began kissing and flicking her tongue in and out. She probed the upper wall with her tongue until she came to the hard little pleasure button and she ran her tongue all around it. At the same time, she forced her finger deeper into Sue's asshole, causing a mixed sensation of pain with pleasure. The sensations became so entwined Sue could not tell which came from where. Miss Manley rotated the finger in Sue's ass while she continued to massage the clit with her expert tongue. Sue's cunt had gotten dripping wet and Miss Manley placed her mouth full over the opening and sucked a goodly portion of the juices into her mouth.
Removing her finger from Sue's ass, Miss Manley maneuvered her body until she had her legs spread across Sue's face, all done while she continued her gentle massage on Sue's pleasure box.
Miss Manley lowered herself slowly, until a few cunt hair were tickling Sue's cute button nose. Sue brought her hand up to scratch the itch and found Miss Manley's thighs instead. She opened her eyes to see Miss Manley's great mound of flesh perched just above her face. Sue thought to herself, what the hell, and placed her hands on Miss Manley's firm round rump, drawing the primed pussy to her mouth.
Miss Manley gladly lowered herself down onto Sue's face, and her juices flowed freely at the first touch of Sue's lips. She rotated her hips until Sue's tongue came into contact with her large, hard clit, and Sue obligingly sucked and licked it alternately. Miss Manley continued the same process on Sue's vital organs, running her tongue deep into her vagina, and then emerging along the upper wall, rolling over Sue's palpitating clit.
She flicked at it with the slightest pressure very quickly, so the little clitoris rocked back and forth like a little pleasure bell signaling the coming of the orgasm. As if on cue, Sue began a smooth undulating motion, moving her hips higher and harder into Miss Manley's face. Miss Manley tried to press herself deeper into Sue's sex, at the same time pressing her own cunt down onto Sue's sensual mouth. Sue came, at last, the juices flowing freely inside her, and Miss Manley flicked at the clit and sucked alternately. Sue lay spent finally and seemed to have lost the interest in her stimulation of Miss Manley, who rotated herself on Sue's face, but got no response.
"A limp noodle, all right," she said as she climbed off Sue and reached over to get the rest of her drink that sat on the night stand still. She took a sip, and then had an idea. Sue lay with her knees still up and her cunt pointing toward the ceiling. Her legs were spread wide and Miss Manley looked straight down into the depths of Sue's cunt.
She placed one hand on Sue's thigh and with the other poured a little of her ice-cold drink into Sue's hole. Sue kicked, knocking the glass to the floor. She tried to jump up, but Miss Manley caught her and pushed her back down.
"I'll get it," she said and placed her mouth on Sue's cunt and began to suck. The daiquiri mixed with the steaming cunt juices into an exotic flavor and Miss Manley sucked for a long time, flicking her tongue in and out occasionally. Sue lay back, feeling her juices beginning to flow again. She felt drunk and drained.
Miss Manley suddenly rose and got up from the bed. She reached down and grabbed her shoulder bag that lay beside the bed and opened it, taking but a small rubbery instrument shaped like a penis. It was long and rounded at both ends and had a flat rubber divider like a skirt around the middle. The ends had tiny rubber feelers that were made of the softest imaginable material. Miss Manley took it and crawled back onto the bed. She ran the end of the instrument over Sue's chest, tickling her nipples with it, then running it down to her waist and over her mound. Sue responded with a motion of her body several times as the feelers found especially sensitive areas.
Miss Manley took the gadget in both hands and twisted the shaft a half turn. The instrument made a buzzing noise as it vibrated rapidly in her hands. She placed the jiggling rubber feelers on Sue's nipple again and this time the sensation made Sue recoil in delight. Miss Manley ran the whirring dildo all around Sue's tits, then down her belly. Sue giggled and squirmed at the wonderful tickling sensation. The gadget ran down her pubis and tickled her anus.
Miss Manley took the gadget and placed it to her own tit, letting the tiny fingers stimulate her nipples until they were stiff. She smiled at her own prowess as she let the vibrator travel down her tummy to the soft hair of her cunt. She massaged herself with her hand and let the vibrator follow as the sensations started her sexual generator going. She turned the thing off momentarily and inserted it into her opening, then gave it a half twist again. The tiny fingers whirred inside her, tingling her entire womb. She tossed her hair back and ran the instrument up against her clit. The feeling was like rain falling steadily inside her, and like a thousand little fingers stroking every part of her supersensitive vagina, her throbbing clit. She had to force herself to reach down and give the instrument a half turn again. It shut off. She stood for a moment as the tingling sensation subsided and then looked at Sue lying dreamily on the bed, her legs parted wide.
She placed her hips between Sue's, the dildo sticking out of her cunt, and spread Sue's legs as wide as they would go. She brought the furry head of her tool down to touch the moist lips of Sue's vagina, then eased it into her. Sue was a little tight, and Miss Manley worked the dildo with her hands and her hips, moving as if she were a man inserting his prick, as she pressed the shaft deeper and deeper into Sue. As she did this, the dildo was pushed deeper inside her, too and the feeling of all the little fingers brushing up inside her made her moan. She knew Sue must be feeling the same thing.
The rubber divider was between their two steaming cunts, separated by a distance of about three inches. Miss Manley reached down and gave the shaft a half twist and it began to whir as the little feelers came to life. Sue jerked at the immensity of the sensation, as did Miss Manley. Miss Manley brought herself down upon Sue, driving the vibrating penis all the way into both their cunts and they both let out painful moans of pleasure. Miss Manley caught her breath and brought her lips down on Sue's. Sue parted her lips hungrily and they kissed with savage ferocity, grinding their hips into each other. Sue dug her nails into Miss Manley's back and Miss Manley grabbed Sue's rump and clawed at it fiercely. The vibrator whirred and tingled inside both cunts, massaging the walls and churning the juices.
Miss Manley tightened her cunt muscles around the dildo and it shook and tickled her, trying to get free. She threw her head back but held on, then placed her hands on either side of Sue and raised herself from Sue's embrace, drawing the dildo up out of Sue's cunt until the little fingers were performing their magic dance on Sue's clit. Sue struggled to get free while trying to keep the dildo pressed to her pleasure node at the same time.
The feelings were causing her to writhe on the bed in an agony of pleasure. She tightened her muscles around the gadget and Miss Manley loosened her grip on it at the same instance. It was drawn down out of Miss Manley's cunt until it vibrated on her clit as well. Both women had their eyelids squeezed tight as the little gadget did its magic work on their senses.
Sue thrust her cunt up into the shimmying penis and then back down again and then up in rapid, panting movements. Miss Manley suddenly cried out and threw herself down on the shaft, sending it deep into both women's cunts until it whirred at the back of their vaginas. They grasped each other with all their might and ground their hips together, the little rubber divider between them. They clawed and tried to bite at each other as their orgasms shook them inside and out, and the vibrator continued its whirring and jiggling, causing the orgasm to go on and on. Both women were gasping for air and were drenched in sweat and come juices, but they continued, slaves of the little device that kept them going.
Their muscles became exhausted, and they began to respond less fitfully to the dildo's command, until finally they lay on top of one another, rolling rhythmically together and moaning. Miss Manley managed to slide herself off the dildo enough to reach down and make the lifesaving half turn. She collapsed beside Sue and they both fell into a death-like sleep.
Sue woke up much later and when she tried to get up felt an incredible pain in her head.
"Oh, my aching head," she said and lay back down on the bed. She felt a distinct throbbing at her temples and she let out another moan. Her throat felt very dry and coarse. She opened her eyes a little and saw the light streaming in one of the alcove windows and one of the parrots called out, "Good morning, good morning," to which the other responded, "Good night, good night."
Sue was confused for a moment whether it was night or day, but then Miss Manley walked in carrying a tall glass of orange juice and said, "Good morning."
"Morning. I was beginning to wonder which it was, morning or night," Sue replied.
"Head hurt?" Miss Manley asked.
"Horribly," Sue answered. "What happened last night? Everything seems so fuzzy, like a crazy dream."
"Well, I don't think you had any crazy dreams, but you did have an incredible sexual experience."
Sue started to remember, then looked at Miss Manley. Sue looked confused. Miss Manley reached down to her bag and held up the erotic dildo. "Remember your little friend?" she asked.
Sue looked at it with awe. "I guess I do," she said finally. "Then all that really happened. I don't know what to think."
"You knew what to think last night. You did just what you were supposed to do. And you got just what you deserved. I hope you enjoyed it."
"Well, I don't know. I You sure got me drunk. I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't been drunk. I think you tricked me. And I feel terrible today."
"Have a glass of juice. You'll feel better quick enough. I thought you wanted to do it. I wouldn't have if I thought you didn't want me to. But you liked it, didn't you?"
Sue didn't know what to say to that so she just drank in silence.
"I'll leave you to rest a while," Miss Manley said, and left.
Sue spent the day recuperating from a hangover while the boys spent it horseback riding with Miss Manley, who gave them a tour of the estate. It was enormous and all kinds of fruit groves as well as dairy cows and chickens. There were large spaces that were untouched where they could ride full out and shaded streams where they could rest and drink. It was a paradise world. They spent all day out and came back toward dusk, watching the sun descend behind the purple mountain in the distance. At supper, they ate in a large dining hall with some 100 or so others, mostly kids, and the food was all delicious and perfectly prepared. The boys felt they wanted to stay forever.
At supper they met some of the other children and they met the two redheaded twins from John's apartment. They laughed at each other and joked about the fun of being identical twins. Miss Manley said that if the boys stayed, they should match up with the two girls for a skit in the spring show they put on for fun every year. The boys said they wanted to stay more than anything.
Sue finally came in to supper and sat next to Victor, who beamed happily at her presence. She was feeling much better and ate a hearty meal. When supper was over, they all walked back to Miss Manley's room, where she told them to wait for her. They sat joking and talking to the parrots, who had a large vocabulary of cuss words.
Miss Manley entered with a neatly dressed man beside her.
"I'd like you to meet John Waters," she said.
"How do you do," they all said in turn.
"Well, I'm glad you all could see my estate," Waters began. "How do you like it?"
"It's beautiful," Erich said.
"Yes, it is. And it is all here for your pleasure, as long as you stay. You, I presume, are Victor?"
"No, I'm Erich."
"I'm Victor."
"And I'm Sue."
"I'm very pleased to meet you all. I hope you can stay for a long time. Make yourself at home and relax. If there is anything you need, don't hesitate to ask. I've got to be going now. I hope I'll get to see you again very soon. Goodbye for now."
"Goodbye," they all said.
Erich and Victor stayed with Sue and told her all about the sights they had seen that day. Sue smiled and nodded but didn't seem very impressed. Erich finally got tired and went off to his room. Victor stayed behind to talk to her.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing," she said and turned away.
Victor felt confused. "Why are you acting like this? Something must be wrong. Can't you tell me what it is?"
"It's nothing. I-well-I just don't want to stay here, that's all."
Victor looked at her incredulously. "But why? Did I do something?"
"No, it's not you at all, Victor. I like you. I like you a lot. You seem a lot older than most of the boys, even the ones who are older than you. And I like to make love to you. I like that more than anything."
"Then what is it?"
"I want to go back home. I want to go back to my friends at school. I don't want to stay here forever. I just don't. And I don't like Miss Manley, either."
"But Miss Manley's a wonderful woman. And you haven't even seen the place yet. At least stay until you've seen the place."
"No, I want to go. Miss Manley said she wouldn't be here tonight, so I'll stay tonight, but I want to go tomorrow. Will you come back with me?"
"I can't go. I can't go and leave Erich here. And besides, what would I tell them when I got back. It's easy for you. You're older and you do this all the time. But not me. And where could I say Erich is?"
"Tell them you don't know."
"No, Erich and I always go together. Mom would know. And I can't leave Erich alone here, anyway. Won't you stay? I promise you'll like it when you see the rest of it."
"No, I won't, because Miss Manley will be here. Miss Manley did something very mean last night. She did something dreadful. And I can't stay anymore."
"What did she do?" Victor asked.
"She made me have sex with her."
Victor thought for a moment. "How did she do that?" he asked.
"She got me drunk, and then she stripped us both naked and made me kiss her pussy. It felt good last night when I was drunk, but it feels terrible today. And I know she'll want me to do it again. And I just can't, Victor. I can't. Please come with me."
She wrapped her arms around him and cried softly on his shoulder. Victor held her tightly and felt like he wanted to cry, too. They stayed in the embrace for a while, and Victor finally said, "I can't, Sue. I want to, but I just can't. Please don't ask me any more."
They went to the window and looked out at the moon rising over the mountains and Victor held her in the soft glow and kissed her lips. She put her arms around his slender waist and held him close and they embraced for a long time and felt each other's tongue gently resting on their lips. They undressed quickly and stood again in the moonlight, the glow illuminating their young and innocent bodies. They came together again and pressed themselves together, holding each other tightly.
She held his face in her hands and kissed his eyes lightly, then his lips were covered with her own small smile. He wanted to crush her into him and she had to break the embrace and say, "Victor, too tight. You're hurting me." He apologized and they embraced again.
She took him by the hand and led him to the bed, and she lay down first, pulling him down next to her. They lay side by side in the semi-darkness, touching each other's body and face as the moon crept higher in the windows, erasing time as it went.
Victor told her how beautiful she was and she kissed the palm of his hand and placed it upon her small, round tit. He felt its firmness and caressed it, then brought his lips down upon the upturned nipple. She placed her hands behind his head and ran her fingers through his hair as he cupped and kissed her little nipple.
He moved his lips up her tit, kissing her shoulders and neck and she rubbed his warm back and held his smooth, soft face in her hands. They kissed again and she rolled over on her back, bringing Victor down on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his back and pressed him tightly to her, opening her legs to let him touch her most treasured place with his.
He slipped his hips down easily and touched the lips of her sex-lightly with his. It slipped in easily and he eased his body down upon hers until he felt the soft hair of her pubis touch him. They lay like this, locked in a warm embrace, their lips mingling together, their bodies still. Victor held her face in his hands and stroked her cheek and she rubbed his back and caressed him. They both lay perfectly still and she felt his penis shiver slightly and then a warm tingling at the back of her womb. She opened her eyes and looked at his face as she felt another warm sensation and she shut her eyes back and kissed him lustfully. She felt a cold feeling spread all through her body and then a hot feeling, and they were both exquisite. Neither of them moved as they completed their silent, static orgasms and remained locked in each other's embrace. They soon fell asleep.
Victor awoke the next day alone. He felt sad and depressed and he ate very little for breakfast. He and Erich began their new lives of leisure, but he somehow didn't enjoy this new life without Sue. He missed her terribly. Erich had many new sexual adventures, most of them with Miss Manley, and he told Victor of them in graphic detail and Victor participated in some of them. Gradually, he began to forget about Sue as the memory of her became more and more distant in time.
Victor and Erich learned many new methods of sex, and they soon became the prize studs of the farm. Miss Manley was quite proud of her accomplishments and never tired of talking about them to Waters and of their latest achievements. Already they were up to three orgasms a day, and Miss Manley was plying them with all manner of stimulation to bring the number up higher. She would suck their cocks, put honey on them and let the cats lick it with their rough tongues, both their pricks in sweet oils.
She sent them out to play with other girls in the farm and she taught them the game of the pickle and the barrel which the little girls liked to play. The object was to get the little boy's stiff pickle into their sour little barrel and keep it there until the pickle became soft and cured. The boys played this game at least once a day with little girls no more than eight years old whose little cunts were barely big enough to fit a pencil into.
The boys became excellent horsemen and they would take long rides over the estate, often with Miss Manley who would invariably have some kind of sexual surprise waiting for them when they stopped to rest.
The boys became stronger and grew, and they learned all there was to know about giving pleasure to women. Their pricks grew in size from the constant stimulation, and their balls became huge and heavy with come, waiting for the next opportunity to release their juices in some waiting cunt or mouth. Miss Manley began sending them out on jobs, telling them only that there was a woman who had seen them and wanted to have sex. The twins were more than willing to oblige. They worked as a team. They would fuck a woman together, one in the cunt and one in the mouth. Or one, the asshole and another in the cunt, or under a woman's arms, or in her hands. The possibilities seemed endless.
But the most pleasure of all was still Miss Manley. She would excited them with endless new ploys and devices. She took to hiding grapes in her cunt and the boys would lick them out with their tongues. Sometimes they would come into her room to find her stretched out naked on her bed, with a generous topping of whipped cream adorning her cunt and they would fall upon her to lick the cream off and find some delightful treat underneath-blueberry ice cream, or chocolate fudge, or bubbly soda. They drank wine and champagne from her cunt, and once they found, to their surprise, that she was lying back calmly with an ice-cold banana daiquiri sloshing in her pussy.
They became bronzed all over from running naked in the warm sunshine and the tips of their penises became deep brown. Their sexual prowess increased and they became deep brown. They were able to time their ejaculations exactly so that they could both come at the same time or come one after the other, or they could hold back and tease with their stiff young pricks, saving the glorious juices for the time when they thought they should let them flow, or not come at all. This was the greatest trick, being able to screw and screw and hold back until ready, or not come at all. Next to this was their ability to excite themselves at will, causing their pricks to rise untouched and then to come in a matter of moments, spurting halfway across a room. Yet, they hadn't even reached fourteen years of age!
Women began to ask for the twins by name, Erich and Victor, and Waters was exceedingly pleased with their progress. He was continually complimented on his fine new young studs, and he graciously rewarded Erich and Victor for their good work. He bought them a pair of white stallions and beautiful hand-embroidered saddles with special padding so they could ride nude if they desired. On weekends, he would come and they would all go out together on adventurous rides in the mountains, and Miss Manley would come along for added adventures after dark.
They lived happily for several months as the famous day of the big show approached when everyone participated and showed off the talent they were famous for. The kids began working on skits and routines for the big day, Erich and Victor along with the rest. Erich and Victor were to be in two acts in the big show, one with the little red-haired twins and the other in the big act with Miss Manley and Waters. Their rehearsals required two orgasms a day, and it took up most of their riding time. But they didn't really mind, for it was fun to be working on this performance. Waters came on weekends and they rehearsed with Miss Manley and some others. Their act was spectacular and required a number of props to be built on the stage that was in the barn. Sometimes they performed the act three times in a day, which left them completely drained and exhausted and Miss Manley trembling and covered with come juices.
Waters was very pleased with the way the show was coming along, and began inviting some of his friends and clients to come and watch. Eventually, he had invited as many as the huge barn would hold, and had to turn down anxious individuals who had heard about it and wanted to attend. It became the social event of the voyeur season.
Finally the day arrived, Saturday, and all the children spent the day making last minute preparations and being very nervous and jumpy with each other. At supper, they all sat and chattered at once so that no one heard what anyone else said and they all laughed together. No one ate very much of their supper as they all scrambled to get ready for the show.
At eight o'clock,. the big barn was full, with people sitting in the rows of chairs that had been set up on the floor. A staggered platform had been built for the chairs so none would be obstructed from viewing the show and all the seats formed an arc slanting down toward the stage. The audience chatted pleasantly as they waited for the curtain to go up. Finally, a spotlight flashed, the curtain rose and Miss Manley stood in he center of the stage, dressed in a black top hat, tight lace leotards, and a tuxedo coat with tails. She held a microphone in her hand and began the show.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we thank you all for coming tonight and are sure you will enjoy the show. We bring you the most spectacular show of its kind in the world-Sex Follies!"
A round of resounding applause went up from the crowd.
"We know that the excitement you're going to see up here on the stage is going to whet your thirsts, so we've provided free champagne served from our mobile carts now at the back."
The spotlight zoomed to the back of the room to reveal two carts manned by the twins with iced bottles of champagne sticking out all around and the two little redheaded twins lying on the carts, their legs spread wide, opening within easy reach at the end of the cart.
"And for those of you who demand a unique taste, we've arranged a special serving technique. But enough," Miss Manley said over the laughter, "on with the show!"
She pranced off the stage as the curtain came down. Her voice came over the speaker, "Ladies and gentlemen, the talented Miss Cyd."
The curtain rose on a well-endowed young girl wearing red sparkling stars over her nipples, a star over her shaved pubis, and bright-red tap dancing shoes. She held a black cane in front of her and then as the music struck up, she began tap dancing across the state, throwing her rump out to the audience to reveal a bright red star there, too.
She planted the cane firmly in the center of the stage and tap danced around it, resting one hand on the cane and keeping the other one free. She spread her legs apart, keeping the tapping going the whole time and closed them around the cane, thrusting her pubis against it to the sound of a bass drum. She pulled the cane up between her legs and licked the end of it in an exaggerated motion, then tapped around until her ass was facing the audience.
She did a series of cross steps, then lowered her face to the floor, and keeping her hoofing going the whole time, brought her legs wider and wider apart. Finally, she brought the cane between her legs, extended it out to the audience, and eased it up her asshole, doing a series of stutter steps as it went. She closed and opened her cheeks on it and then brought her whole weight to rest on it. She did a pirouette on the cane, keeping a tap dance going the whole while and extending her arms straight out at either side. The audience applauded wildly.
She reached back and snatched the cane, did a series of difficult jumps followed by fast tap steps and then tapped the cane twice in front of her and jumped upon it with her cunt. The audience let out a groan, but she simply arched her back until she touched her head to the floor behind her and lifted the cane into the air with the muscles of her cunt. The audience was amazed and roared its approval as she tapped the cane to the stage using her cunt muscles in time to the music and her accelerating tapping shoes. She raised herself up, placed both hands on the cane and did a complete turn, resting her entire body on her hands and cunt. When she was facing the audience again, she sprang from the cane and dropped on one knee as the drummer finished with a crash of cymbals. The curtain came down to thunderous applause.
Miss Manley came out and thanked the audience and then introduced the next act. It was a comic routine in which a thief stole a diamond necklace and hid it in his wife's cunt. The police came to question the thief and he denied everything. They searched the apartment, bumping continually into his well-endowed wife who was dressed in an extremely short skirt. Everyone knew where the diamonds were except the inspector. Suddenly, a link of the necklace glistened at the hem of her skirt and the thief grabbed his wife in a passionte embrace, stuffing his hand up her cunt to hide the diamonds.
The inspector watched curiously, as the motion was repeated several times. Finally he saw the necklace and tried to grab it. A scuffle ensued and his assistants finally subdued her. They removed her dress-she wore no underwear-and saw the diamond trailing out of her cunt. The inspector grabbed hold and began to pull the diamond from her crack.
She moaned and groaned as the string of diamonds grew longer and longer, until' the inspector walked completely off the stage, the chain of diamonds trailing behind him. The husband stood in front of his moaning wife as she gave a grunt and a diamond the size of a basketball flew into the air. The audience laughed and applauded.
For the next act, Victor and Erich came out on stage and faced the audience, their arms crossed over their chests. They wore muscle shirts that had "V" and "E" emblazoned on them, and they wore no pants so their limp prinks hung down between their legs. Those who recognized Erich and Victor applauded wildly; the twins bowed graciously. They rose again and stood very still as the spotlight turned red. Their pricks slowly rose until both stood out stiffly. When they were both standing straight up, the drummer hit the base drum for emphasis. Then both descended at an amazing rate until they hung limp again. They completed their motions in perfect time to each other.
The audience applauded. Now the redheads came out, leading Miss Manley, who was naked except for a large bull's-eye she wore over her cunt. She came and stood between the two twins and the audience applauded wildly. The redheads led her to a partition that stood facing the audience, so Miss Manley was clearly visible. They could see that at the bull's-eye there was a hole cut in the target and Miss Manley placed her legs in two stirrups on the partition that enabled her to stand with her legs wide apart.
The girls came back to where the twins were and Erich and Victor once again faced the audience and caused their pricks to become hard. The little redheads stood at either side of Victor and Erich and placed a hand on each prick. They brought their faces down close to them and looked down their lengths as if they were aiming them. Victor and Erich spread their stance wide and pushed their pricks out far. The spotlight centered on Erich's prick as the little girl took careful aim. She pushed the skin back once as if she were cocking a rifle, then squeezed gently in his balls. A shot of hot white come went whizzing across the stage in a high arc to the sound of a drum roll. The spotlight followed it as it hit the target just above the bull's-eye. The crowd applauded.
The spotlight now went to Victor as his partner repeated the process, took aim, and Victor fired his wad. The come settled toward Miss Manley and landed just below the bulls-eye. When the spotlight returned to Erich, and he again fired a shot on cue to the drum roll, the crowd let out a wild round of applause. The shot landed just right off the bull's-eye. Victor's next shot landed just left, so that the bull's-eye was now -rimmed with a coating of sticky come.
A spotlight went on Erich and then another on Victor as the drum roll started again. Both fired simultaneously and the two wads struck each other just in front of the bull's-eye entering together in one giant wad. The crowd applauded wildly. The redheads began aiming the pricks higher and lower as Erich and Victor could no longer restrain themselves and jets of thick come squirted toward the target, splattering it. Shot after shot entered the bulls-eye and the audience applauded wildly as the curtain went down.
There was a short intermission while Miss Manley cleaned up. The boys came down the aisles with the champagne carts, and several people drank from the shallow cup of the little girls' cunts. They complimented the boys on the fine taste and kissed the little girls' cunts sweetly when they were through.
Miss Manley finally came back out on stage dressed once again in her master of ceremonies suit and the crowd gave her a warm welcome.
"Thank you for waiting," Miss Manley began. "We hope you are enjoying our show." The crowd roared their approval. "Thank you, thank you. We all appreciate your enthusiasm. But now it's time to get on with the show."
Miss Manley introduced the next act, which was a dog fornication act, in which two little girls fucked a pair of cocker spaniels. Following that were a series of intense sexual scenes, in which various members of the farm demonstrated the many varieties of sexual intercourse. The acts got the audience hornier and hornier and men began excusing themselves to run to the restroom to ejaculate. Several women came in their panties. By the time the medley was over, the temperature of the room had risen considerably. A sweaty audience applauded the bowing performers, several of whom were covered with come.
Miss Manley reappeared and announced the final act.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, the act you've all been waiting for, the finale. Due to the precariousness of this feat, we will require a few moments preparation, so please be patient with us. And once again, we hope you've enjoyed the show."
Miss Manley pranced off again to a round of applause. The lights remained dim as the sounds of equipment moving around backstage could be heard. The audience became fidgety and anxious. They whispered among themselves about what the grand attraction might be. They heard sounds far at the top of the barn and others far at the back, and still more behind the stage. They, could not imagine what this could be about.
Finally, the barn became quiet and with a drum roll, the spotlight went on and the curtain rose. Standing on a raised platform was a completely naked Miss Manley. The crowd hurrahed with delight. A trapeze swing was lowered from the ceiling and she sat graciously on it, crossing her legs politely. She kicked off a pair of spike-helled shoes she was wearing.
The trapeze swing was especially constructed so it had a cage-like construction around Miss Manley, who now sat on the lowest bar, with several bars extending out over her in front and in behind. She swung in on her perch out over the audience and they looked up into her crack with delight. She performed a few simple tricks, then resumed her position as the spotlight revealed another acrobat at the top rear of the stage, perched on a platform. It was Erich in his "E" shirt, no pants, and his prick stood out stiffly. The crowd applauded his appearance.
A trapeze bar swung toward him and he took hold of it. He swung out on it in a high arch, reaching his peak just as Miss Manley reached the backswing of her arc. They swung back and forth like this a few times until Erich could reach out and touch Miss Manley if he wanted. She shifted position on her bar and placed her feet in a pair of stirrups that hung down from it.
She placed her waist over the bar and grabbed another one that was set just far enough in front of her so she could pull herself tight against the bar at her waist. When she made the next arc, Erich's prick touched her extended ass. They made another high arc, and Miss Manley spread the stirrups wide, opening her asshole.
At the top of their arc, Erich's prick touched the rim of her asshole. The crowd looked on in awe as they both strained to get a high arc, then came hurtling toward each other. They hurtled toward each other and Erich released his bar. Miss Manley spread wide as his prick dove straight up her ass till his groin bumped her cheeks. Simultaneously, he grabbed a bar above her head and they swung back over the crowd together, Erich firmly impaling it in her ass. As they came to the top of the arc, Miss Manley rose a little higher than Erich, causing his prick to slide halfway out of her ass. As their descent began, Miss Manley again fell all the way down on his prick, pressing her ass to his thighs as best as she could. It was a spectacular feat. They made another peak with the same effect and then swung back out over the crowd. At the peak of this arc, another spotlight went on and showed Victor atop a platform over the crowd just as Erich had stood a few moments before.
Victor wore his "V" shirt and his prick also stood straight out, ready for the coming feat. He watched as Erich and Miss Manley swung toward him, then back away again. He sprang off the platform clutching a trapeze bar and swung out over the crowd. At the height of his arc, he came within inches of her at the height of hers. They swung back again, Victor straining for altitude, and came speeding toward each other.
At the tip of the arc, Victor's prick dove straight into Miss Manley's mouth. She took it all the way in and they seemed to hang motionless like this for an instant. Then they flew away from one another again, Victor's prick slipping from her mouth. His prick felt icy cold as it flew through the air, wet with Miss Manley's spit. He strove for altitude again, and they came rushing toward each other again. His prick slipped neatly into her mouth and out again, as they again flew apart. All the while, Erich's prick remained lodged in her asshole, executing an in and out motion with every arc.
On the next upswing, Victor thrust himself into her mouth and released his bar entirely. He grasped a bar just above her head and draped his legs around her shoulder, supporting his weight with his arms. Someone pulled on the rope that went from the trapeze to the floor and abruptly halted their motion. They hung suspended over the hall as Erich and Victor began pumping themselves on her. With every penetration Victor made into Miss Manley's mouth, Erich would pull back from her asshole. They began a rhythmic, harmonious motion and the trapeze contraption began to rock back and forth on a pivot.
Soon it was making half circles in the air as their tempo increased until finally the whole thing began revolving in midair as they strove to reach a climax, Miss Manley bending and arching her back to make each penetration deeper. They came at once in a spinning climax that served as a fitting climax to the whole marvelous show and the crowd roared and shouted them on in their feverish orgasm.
Slowly, the trapeze ceased its revolution and it was lowered to the stage. The crowd roared for more as the curtain went down on the three of them taking bows. The curtain went up and down three times. Finally, to satisfy the hungry audience, Miss Manley's round red bed was rolled onto the stage, and to everyone's delight, John Waters appeared on the stage naked and began to fuck Miss Manley slowly and wonderfully so they could all nearly felt her warm cunt themselves, and then the twins stood on either side of her and she took both their pricks in her mouth at once, as she had done the first time they were together naked. And all four of them screwed her to the hurrahs of the crowd.
The people in the audience stood and cheered this grand finale and the curtain came down on the group still grouped in the unique entanglement. Applause and whistles continued for some time, but the curtain did not rise again. Finally, Miss Manley emerged from the side of the stage to the glee of the audience and proceeded to move across the stage, her hand holding to Watkins, who held Victor, then Erich, then the twins and so on as all the performers made one last pass across the stage. The audience seemed finally satisfied, and the applause died down shortly thereafter. The guests began to file out slowly and reluctantly. At last they were all gone and the lights went out in the barn.
The members of the farm all gathered in the dining hall for a late party and celebration. The cooks served up hors d'oeuvres and champagne and Cokes and cookies. Everyone ate and laughed until they were all exhausted. One by one the lights went off in the houses until all was dark. Erich and Victor were exhausted from their eventful escapades and slept soundly. In the adjoining room, Waters and Miss Manley managed to strike up a last orgasm before both of them drifted off to sleep.
The next day was spent lazily, lolling in bed till lunch, and then simply sunning naked all day, the boys and Miss Manley lying side by side naked all day. After supper, the boys adjourned early to their rooms and sat playing cards when there was a knock at the door. Waters and Miss Manley came in and sat on the bed, interrupting the boys' card game.
"We'd like to talk to you for a little while," Miss Manley said.
"Sure," Erich replied.
"I've been keeping up with your progress," Watkins began. "You two are a pair of talented young studs. I think you won't mind my taking frankly."
"Not at all," Erich replied boldly.
"Do you know anything about my business yet?"
"A little," Victor replied.
"Well, I'm going to tell you more about it tonight. My business, as you've guessed, is making people happy. Giving them pleasure. I do that by satisfying their sexual desires. Obviously, I can't satisfy everyone by myself, although I've been known to try. It takes a big labor force, lots of strong young people who are willing to try anything and aren't afraid of the simple taboos that keep others from experiencing fulfillment. It's those kind of people that I'm always looking for and that keeps my enterprise going. It's that which supports, this wonderful place, started it, created it and keeps it going. My entire empire, you see, is built up on the sturdy base of pleasure. Do you understand?"
The boys nodded.
"Good. Now, Miss Manley is my right hand woman. She helps me run this organization as much as anyone! If there's one thing Miss Manley knows, it's pleasure," he said, smiling up at her. She smiled back sweetly.
"Miss Manley brought you here and she has helped you enormously to become as esteemed as you have become in so short a time. The few times I've had you sent out on a job, you've performed far beyond my expectations. You've shown me that you're worthy of my trust."
The twins stared back at Waters modestly.
"Your time here at the farm has been well spent. Now it's time for you to begin a new type of existence. The farm will always be here for you to come back to. I want you to go back to the city as my number one attraction. You'll live in elegance, and you'll have anything you desire, which is quite an accomplishment for a pair of young kids like yourselves. Miss Manley will accompany you at first, but once you learn the ropes, you'll be set free on your own. All the business will be handled by me. You will simply perform, using your discretion, whatever the customer asks for. You'll be dealing with the upper crust, the rich old biddies who can afford to chuck thousands on a pair of sweet young kids like yourself. You're what they want and I have confidence you can do it."
The room was silent for a few minutes as the boys sat in wide-eyed wonder. They hadn't expected anything like this. They loved the farm and they didn't want to leave. The proposition Waters offered sounded like hard and dirty work. And it meant they would have to return to their city and risk being found.
"I don't want to leave," Erich said.
"Neither do I," his twin added.
"I don't blame you a bit," Waters admonished. "I wouldn't want to leave this place if I were you, either. But you understand, you have a responsibility. You've come here and taken the pleasure that exists here, just as all the others. It does not exist on its own. If it is to remain and continue, it'll take more hard work, people willing to go out and do their share to keep it going. I'm calling on you to do that."
The boys knew he was right. They would have to go, either with him or alone. They didn't know what they could possibly do on their own again. Not now, after all this.
"When do we have to leave?" Victor asked.
"Tomorrow morning," Watkins replied.
"Won't we even get to ride to the mountains one last time?" Erich asked.
"The mountains will still be here when you get back," Watkins replied. "You're not leaving this forever. You're just changing your system temporarily. Instead of riding every day, you'll ride a few days a month. It'll all still be here and you'll enjoy it even more after the city. And don't forget, the city has its attractions, too. I'll introduce you to all that, just as I showed you all there was to see out here."
There was another long pause. "Is Miss Manley going to come, too?" Erich asked.
"She will be your closest companion in the city. She will help you and guide you as much as she can. And I will try to devote as much of my time to you as I am able. Does it sound a little better now?"
"A little," Victor said softly.
"Then it's settled," Waters concluded. "Tomorrow morning we depart."
The thought made the boys feel terribly sick. "Okay," they both said.
"Goodnight, then," Waters said.
"Goodnight," Miss Manley joined in.
The boys both bid them likewise and sat staring out at the blackness outside. Their thoughts traced in the setting they knew existed outside, the great open spaces and the purple mountains on the horizon. They felt terribly sad.
"I felt like this once before," Victor said. "I felt like this when Sue left. It took me a long time to feel better."
"I sure wish we could stay," Erich commented.
"I don't see how. You know what I'm afraid of? What if we get caught back there? What if we're walking down the street one day and we run smack into Mom? What do we do then?"
"I don't know," Erich replied. "I guess we better be real careful. But there's one good thing."
"What's that?"
"You'll probably get to see Sue again. If you're real careful. I'll bet Miss Manley could arrange it, if you asked."
Victor thought about that for a moment and the remembrances of Sue came back to his mind. "Yeah, maybe I could see Sue again." He lay back with his hands behind his head and considered the possibility of it and the great pleasure it would give him. He wondered if Sue would still feel the same way about him. If he did see her again, that would certainly make leaving less painful.
"But what about you?" Victor asked.
"Oh, well, I guess we both knew this wouldn't last forever. I'm getting kind of tired of it, anyway," Erich lied.
"I don't guess we have any choice. We've really got to leave."
"Yeah, I guess so," Erich mused.
They shuffled around, packing up the few belongings they wanted to take along. They took only a few minutes for their chores. They set their bags down beside their beds, ready to depart. It seemed they had only just arrived. Victor went and turned out the light and they both lay in the darkness and listened to the sounds of the wildness filtering through the windows, along with the gentle breezes and the cool, sweet smell. Erich fell asleep first, but Victor remained awake a long time, listening to the sounds and thinking about what was to come.
They awoke early and Erich went to the window to look at the bright rays of sunshine filtering through the morning mist. Victor rolled over in bed, feeling very tired after a sleepless night. He finally rose and bathed and dressed after Erich. They both went in to their last breakfast and were greeted by Miss Manley and Waters, both eating hot cakes and sipping coffee. The boys joined them and ate a hearty breakfast in spite of their saddened hearts. Miss Manley and Waters went up to their rooms and carried their bags to the car. The boys finished breakfast and did the same. They all loaded into the car, Miss Manley in the front seat beside Waters, who drove, and the twins in the back. Waters started the car and they drove away quickly from Paradise.
They sped down the road in the lifting mist with Waters guiding the car masterfully through the haze. It was an excellent day for a drive. They drove quickly past the beautiful scenery, as the distance between them and the farm grew ever farther and their destination drew closer and closer. The boys became apprehensive but Miss Manley felt gay and happy, and she turned on the radio. It played loudly as they rolled onward.
In the late afternoon, they could make out the outline of the city on the horizon. The skyline was stark and harsh against their memories of the green and luscious countryside. Waters pressed on as the traffic became heavier. The sounds of the city began to dominate, machinery, cars, busses, horns and airplanes. They passed the sign that designated the city limits. Their movement slowed as the traffic became heavier and heavier and the street lights began to appear on every corner. They turned up a main avenue and pulled, at last, into the driveway of the Grant Tower. The doorman greeted Waters with deference and opened the car door for him. Waters showed him the bags, and the doorman called for the bellhop to carry them in. They all got out and followed Atkins into the big-rise.
The desk clerk greeted Waters politely and handed him a large bundle of mail.
They all boarded an elevator and made the familiar ride up to his apartment. The bellhop deposited their bags and Waters gave him a large tip. They all flopped down onto the big, comfortable chairs, feeling quite exhausted from, the ride. Waters called down and had the restaurant deliver sandwiches, which they all ate hungrily.
"These will be your living accommodations for the present," Waters said, motioning toward their surroundings. "Your room is behind the door," he said, pointing to a door on the left. "Miss Manley will stay in my room and see that you get everything you need. I will be in and out a lot, so I may not get to see you very much. Anyway, I'm glad you're here."
The boys did not answer.
"Homesick for the farm?" he asked.
"I guess so, " Erich replied.
"Just remember that you'll be seeing it again soon and do a good job while you're here, okay?"
"Okay," the boys concurred.
"I'll show you your room," Miss Manley said, taking them each by the hand and pressing their hands to her thighs. "I think we'll all have a good time here together."
They went into the boys' neatly decorated room, with a pair of double beds and a dresser and tables and chairs. They had a big picture window that looked out over the city toward the south. In fact, it looked straight out toward their old home.
"You boys should get plenty of rest tonight. You're going to get started tomorrow, and you'll be pretty busy from now on. John has let me be the one who chooses your first customer. I'm going to look over who we've got -lined up and set something up for tomorrow night. Do you think you can handle that?"
"I guess so," Erich sighed.
"I guess so, too," Victor said.
"Well, cheer up before tomorrow or you'll drive them all away, me included."
They spent a long time looking out the window as it grew dark, then they took turns showering and getting ready for bed. They thought Miss Manley would come in later that night and have sex with them, but she never appeared. They eventually went to sleep alone and dejected.
The next morning, she had them up bright and early with breakfast, and then told them that she had decided on a customer last night and arranged it all through Waters. It was a spinstery, middle-aged lady who was alone and lonely but rich as hell and could afford something like Waters' service.
"She's a little on the S&M side," Miss Manley explained.
"What's that?" Erich asked.
"That's sado-masochistic, but you don't need to worry about what that means. All it means to you is that we'll be dressing in leather tonight."
Miss Manley brought their costumes and helped them put them on. The top consisted of a tight leather collar with a leash attached to it and the bottom was a pair of horribly tight black suede underwear with holes cut out so their pricks and balls hung out the front. Miss Manley went and donned her costume, which was made of a matching black suede. She had a tight-fitting bodice that came up as far as the underside of her tits, so that it pushed them up and together. Her nipples pointed upward. The bodice came down tightly around her crotch, accentuating the roudness of her cunt. A few of the hairs stuck out on either side of the leather suit between her legs. She also wore spike-heeled boots that laced up nearly to the knee, and held a short black whip in her hand. She looked positively evil to the twins.
She took hold of the leashes that dangled from the boys' collars and gave a playful crack of the whip that landed painfully on Victor's thigh.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed. "That hurts, Miss Manley. I'm getting scared of getting hurt tonight."
"Have I ever hurt you before? Relax. Our playmate for the night should be up here at any minute."
As she spoke, there was a knock on the door.
"Okay, let's get over there in front of the door. Erich, you on the right. Victor, you on the left."
They stood at the end of their leashes with her holding the leashes firmly in one hand and resting her other hand on her hip, the whip dangling from it.
"Come in!" she called.
Slowly the door opened and a handsome, middle-aged woman entered. The boys immediately recognized their mother, as Mrs. Stern recognized her sons and Miss Manley cloaked in those incredible outfits.
The vengeful Miss Manley smiled and said, "Spare the rod and spoil the child, Mrs. Stern?"