Chapter 12
Cathy was left in her usual state of confusion relating to Luis Sanchez and his entire operation after the session with Jorge Velasquez.
Velasquez came and went without any explanation to her about what the visit was all about. She could see that the highly shrewd Sanchez was exceedingly careful about divulging information, at least to her. It was her opinion that Sanchez did not feel, at least at this point, that he could trust her enough to reveal confidential information.
Another thing plagued her greatly about the situation she was in. She did not know how long she had been kept captive in this lavish estate. She did not have access to a calendar, and even clocks seemed to be few and far between in the household. Cathy had the definite feeling that it was Luis Sanchez' plan to make everyone in the large household lose all sense of the passage of time, resulting in a pattern of remoteness and escape.
The one thing on the plus side that she could recount was that her basic needs were being attended to at Sanchez' estate. Aside from the times that she was forced into having sex without having any say in what went on, the rest of her stay was very much in the form of a vacation in which she was allowed to lie on the patio at poolside, a nude bather who ultimately acquired a tan as dark and rich as those of the other girls. The food and drink were excellent and plentiful, she had plenty of time by herself in her spacious room, where she was able to digest three paperback novels she had brought from home. Also, she was able to sleep as late as she desired so that she always seemed rested, except for those periods when she would stay out in the tropical sun for excessively long periods of time, and on those occasions she would take lengthy naps, upon which her strength would be replenished.
Despite the fact that there were some positive things to be said for her stay in this bizarre setting, Cathy never ceased worrying. She kept wondering if Luis Sanchez might be deciding to keep her around for good, just as Dolores and Mary had become permanent residents. Just as there was not so much as a fragment of rebellion in either young woman, she wondered if at some point down the road she would occupy the same position, a contented, docile figure enjoying the kind of escapism that this kind of life afforded.
She actually began wondering if, in time, she might actually opt for spending her life in this fashion. She had to concede that, except for the times when she was forced to have sex, she did not seem to be under any strong compulsions to do much of anything. There were no schedules to meet, no worries about work deadlines or pleasing people, sometimes people you did not even care for, no traffic jams, air pollution, or even having to go out and stand in a line at a supermarket.
Two days after Velasquez had left, she was informed by Ramon, who had contacted her in her room, that she would be Luis Sanchez' guest for dinner that evening. That meant one thing. She would be served up as the dessert.
It was not until Ramon left the room and she went back to her reading that it dawned on Cathy that changes indeed had taken place in her life. She reacted to Ramon's announcement with complete calmness, and was not even feeling so much as a tinge of fearful anxiety over a sex interlude.
She thought back and realized that her reactions toward Dolores and Mary had changed as well. After she had had her initial sexual encounters with Luis' two beautiful and altogether willing captives, she had felt a sense of shame in the aftermath of the sex. She tried to convince herself that she could never truly enjoy having sex with another woman, and that she had tolerated engaging in such a worked activity only because the sex had been forced upon her. She had only thought she was deriving enjoyment during the acts themselves because of the confusion resulting from her having been forced to engage in sex against her own wishes.
But now she was having sex on a regular basis with the two beautiful women, and admiring their tan and curvaceous bodies. The last two times she had had sex outside with them, she had actually suggested the acts. Afterwards she tried to tell herself that she was truly confused, and that the pressures of being a subjugated woman in a strange atmosphere far from her own country, far from her own home, were wearing on her.
Now she was beginning to realize that something
Luis Sanchez had told her early in her stay, and had repeated a number of times, was starting to bear the unmistakable stamp of truth. He had been confident that the young woman would blend into a freer and easier attitude toward sex, and would eventually wind up as uninhibited as Mary and Dolores.
Luis' words reverberated through her ears the rest of the day, and when she was sitting at the dinner table with him, sipping imported French wine and eating filet mignon, he paid her a compliment:
"I think you are adjusting magnificently. The Acapulco sun is having a pleasant effect on you. As beautiful a woman as you were when I first laid eyes on you, you are even more stunning now. Also, you do not have the same narrow attitude toward sex that you once had. You are learning that there is a good deal of pleasure to be derived from lovemaking. I will just tell you also that you are very popular with everyone here. You have blended in beautifully."
Once that the dinner ended, just as Miguel was beginning to clear away the dishes, a smiling Luis reached across the table and let the fingers of his right hand stroke against th sensuousness of her left inner thigh.
"You are so breathtakingly lovely," he murmured softly. "Oh, do I ever look forward to every delightful interlude with you. In fact, I long for them."
He released his hand from her thigh a moment later, and as she slowly eased herself up from the table, he looked at her and smiled.
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner," he said softly.
"Very much."
"Good. And I hope you will enjoy what is coming next every bit as much or more."
In a matter of a few minutes they were in the intimate, semi-darkened confines of Luis' bedroom.
They calmly removed their clothes, and before long Luis was wrapping his strong arms around her body and plunging his hungry lips forward, letting them make scorching impact against her lips as she felt waves of passion immediately beginning to circulate throughout her entire body.
Finally he released his lips from hers and, continuing to hold her naked body tightly against his own, he eased her downward into bed, planting his own warm, slightly quivering body on top of hers.
He reached down and let his fingers clutch warmly against the firmness of her perfectly formed breasts.
'This never ceases to excite me," he exclaimed. "I love touching these beautiful breasts. Oh, how warm, how appealing! They come alive in my hands."
While his fingers continued to pinch and squeeze against the warmth of Cathy's firm breasts, Luis Sanchez shoved his tongue boldly forward. He let it twist and thrust as it worked its way time and again inside the blonde beauty's mouth, and simultaneously he allowed his fingers to spiritedly roam against her breasts and nipples, filling her with wild waves of passionate enthusiasm.
Finally he released his fingers from her breasts and his tongue from her mouth.
He reached down and swiftly parted her legs, his firm fingers working their way up and down against the smoothness of the beauty's firm thighs.
"Oh, will this ever be great," Luis smiled.
Luis hurled his steaming cock forward, letting it plunge forward as he worked it inside her pussy. Instinctively she responded, her cuntal muscles tightening as her wiggling hips and buttocks thrust back and forth in the course of the hot screwing.
"That's it, fuck back to me," Luis excitedly exclaimed. "Oh, this is what I really love!"
His thundering cock continued detonating against the tightness of her ravished vagina time and again, and all the while his stirring fingers continued working up and down against her trembling thighs.
The swiftness of Luis' well-timed movements continued to dramatically increase until eventually he could hold back no longer, pushing himself to the brink of passion as his mammoth, rock hard organ hammered her again and again.
As for Cathy, she was also feeling the effects of the stormy action. Between her legs she could feel the scalding heat dramatically building as she pushed ever closer to climax.
"Ah, keep fucking back to me," an excited Luis called out, his breath coming in short puffs and gasps. "I'm just about there. I will be there in no time, my sweet."
He tightened the grip with which he held onto her thighs as he powered his cock into her again and again, driving himself ever nearer to the ultimate state of orgasmic satisfaction.
Several thrusting stabs later he let his fingers clutch sharply against her buttocks. His whole body rocked and spasmed as the streams of hot semen commenced jetting feverishly from the tip of his cannonading organ and into her vagina.
As she felt the semen spilling into her, and as her body rocked sharply, the juices began to shoot from her impassioned pussy. Now their were two rocking bodies in the throes of wild orgasm.
"Oh, this is so good, this is it, this is wild sex," Luis exclaimed as he watched the steaming juice spill out of his cock and into the simultaneously exploding organ of his lover.
Moments later it was all over, and now a smiling, admiring Luis was running his fingers through his lover's blonde hair.
"You have made such progress since you arrived here," he told her. "You are not the same woman. Not in any respect. I am in a better position to make such a judgment than you."
"I still don't have the faintest idea of what's going on around this place."
"Does it really make all that much difference?" he smiled. "Your needs are more than adequately taken care of. You are the picture of glowing and radiant health."
"Yes, but I'd still like to know."
"Why is it important to you?"
"I've always had a curious mind."
Luis Sanchez burst into loud laughter.
"You have a very quick mind. I can't help but admire that," Luis Sanchez said. "Well, there just might come a time in the not too distant future when you learn what is going on here. I just may unravel the mystery for you."
Cathy thought momentarily about querying her captor-lover about when she might expect her freedom, if at all, but thought against even raising the issue at this point in time. Things seemed to be going particularly well with Luis at the moment, and Cathy did not want to risk alienating him by making it appear that she was applying too much pressure on him. It was obvious that Luis Sanchez was the kind of man who would move when he wanted to, and not one second sooner. She had already pushed far enough by asking him what she had.
"I have truly enjoyed your company," he told her. "Each time I am with you I find you stimulating. And as for your abilities to perform the act of lovemaking, your inhibitions are greatly diminishing and you are becoming better all the time."