Chapter 2
Stephanie was an expert marksman. She had been around firearms all of her life and owned one of the best collections of handguns in the world. She also had her own private pistol gallery. Pistols excited her. Just the thought of an exploding pistol turned her on. If she knew she was going to a swinging party and was anticipating a lot of fucking and sucking, she would go down to her private shooting gallery and fire off a few dozen rounds. Without fail, those few moments in the shooting gallery would prime her for the evening ahead. It was the exciting thought of fucking someone she never met before, the tingling anticipation of sucking on a sweet pussy. And for those few short moments in the shooting gallery, she would feel absolutely ... virile! She would feel as if she could satisfy any woman in the world. Each time she hit the bulls-eye, she would fantasize a cunt wildly exploding in her mouth.
Usually, by the time she came back upstairs, her thighs would be quivering and her cunt palpitating.
Sometimes after a shooting session, her pussy would be aching with such desire and need, she would have to bring herself off at least two or three times before she could get herself together enough to finish dressing. When she was that wired, her favorite way to relieve herself was to jerk off with her electric toothbrush. Since the electric toothbrush used direct current, it was much stronger than a vibrator, as well as much more satisfying. She would place the back of the miniature toothbrush against her clit. Sometimes she would turn the brush sideways so that the bristles of the toothbrush massaged her cunt-lips at the same time the plastic part of the brush vibrated her clit. During those times, she would often imagine herself lying on her back with a voluptuous and earthy woman squatting over her face. It was very important for the woman to be facing her. Then she could play with her tits and watch the expressions on her face. She would experience deep and long orgasms, and at the very height of her climax she would imagine the woman (whose cunt she was eating) in the throes of her own climax, slowly rotating her hips, grinding her pussy hard and slow on Stephanie's mouth, filling it with sweet pungent cunt-juice.
When she finished, she would remove her panties, which by this time would be drenched with the juices from her own flowing cunt. Stephanie wore the sexiest, briefest panties she could buy. She would put the stained panties in her purse, and later, at the party, she would take them out and pass them around, turning everybody on with the provocative and musky odor of her steaming cunt! Quite often that would be the only incentive needed to start the festivities.
She opened the glove compartment and took out a box of ammunition, .38 S&W Specials, very accurate cartridges, indeed. Tonight of all nights, accuracy was the prime priority. She did not want to miss. For the first time in her life she would be pumping bullets into a living, breathing target. Her heart pounded with excitement. She remembered going to her gun cabinet earlier in the evening and carefully choosing the right handgun. She selected a Smith & Wesson Centennial Airweight. Revolver. .38 calibre. Hammerless, so it wouldn't catch in clothing. Overall length of six and one-half inches, including the five-inch barrel. With standard loading, it had a muzzle velocity of eight hundred and sixty feet per second, and muzzle energy of two hundred sixty foot-pounds. To keep the weight down, the cylinder held only five cartridges. But only one cartridge was necessary. From Stephanie's point of view the other four rounds were simply extras.
As she loaded the cartridge chamber, she found herself anticipating the sweet taste of revenge. With an expert snap of her wrist, she nipped the cartridge chamber back into place. Considering the events o the past few weeks, she had more than one good reason to pay Pasha back. Yes ... perhaps she would use all five cartridges. After all, he deserved all the "extras" he could get!
She opened her purse, placed the weapon inside; then with shaking hands, she took out a large gold key. She glanced up at the mansion. Even in this drenching downpour she could see a rosy, reddish glow emanating from the upstairs window of Pasha's bedroom suite.
She opened the car door and stepped out into the driveway, completely indifferent to the rainstorm. Rivulets of water streamed down her face, merging into her tears. She glanced down at the key in her hand. The three-inch key was sculptured in the shape of a cock and balls. Pasha proudly referred to it as his "Golden Hard-on!" Stephanie thought of it as simply one more reflection of his sick humor. But Pasha had great fun passing out this unusual key to his friends. The key was solid gold, and when he gave one to a male friend, he would tease him with, "Yours may be bigger, but mine is worth more!" He would gleefully inform the women that if they masturbated with his "Golden Hard-on," they would achieve orgasms of incredible intensity and feelings of physical pleasure that would be beyond the furthest stretch of their imagination!
This got him fucked, more times than not, because along with the key, Pasha offered satisfaction guaranteed. Many times Pasha was required to make good his "persona!" guarantee! Pasha considered himself to be the best fuck in the world. "After all," he would say, "someone has to be ... and it might as well be me. My entire adult life has been devoted to the pursuit of sexual excellence!"
Stephanie had seen Pasha holding court many times, his constant and beautiful, but expressionless, companion standing next to him. Her real name was Maria, but he called her Mother Night because she hated the daylight, and her pussy-according to Pasha-was infinitely deep and capable of fucking all the pricks in the world. He said that when you fucked her, you felt warm and secure and as sheltered as the world wrapped in a blanket of night.
Stephanie remembered vividly the first night she met Pasha. He was at the pinnacle of success in the lucrative flesh market, and was considered to be the Prince of Pornography. He set himself apart from his competitors and his business associates by seeing to it that his products and services were of the highest quality and perfection. He had center stage and was loving every moment of it. His audience was fascinated and hung on his every word.
"No, Serena, that's not the idea at all. I'm afraid-to use a phrase that's dear to us all-you're not plugged in. What you're speaking of is commonplace. What I have in mind is unique ... let me explain it in my own way."
He paused to consider the proper choice of words....
"What I have in mind is much more than a world of fucking and sucking. Oh, there'll be plenty of that to be sure. But what I'm talking about, my friends, is a Pleasure Palace, mind you! Visualize, if you will, an erotic resort on a small, enchanted island ... my island. There I will create the final Sensory Experience! It will be a projection of my own magnificent libido." He smiled, letting the effects of his words sink into the minds of his audience. They were fascinated, hanging on his every word. He circled around Mother Night, occasionally caressing her, but directing his words to his listeners. His caresses were unconscious actions, without thought or purpose.
"It will be the ultimate head trip, a multitude of sensory delights, designed for the pursuit of physical pleasure...!"
Clad in clinging silk, Mother Night responded to Pasha's caresses. Her long, lithe body undulated to the rhythm of his effortless gliding hands. Her large succulent nipples popped out, straining against the thin silk material of her gown, as his hands brushed underneath her full, round breast. The muscles of tight sensuous buttocks rippled as she slowly rotated her hips.
"Think of it as kaleidoscope of physical sensations ... with one purpose only ... total sexual fulfillment! Three dimensional erotica! Women of every shade and color! And bronzed-skinned young boys, their cocks oiled and well-hung ... and heavy with sperm!"
Pasha paused to observe the effects of his words on his audience. It was no surprise to him that they were growing hotter and hornier by the minute. The women were grabbing at their vaginas and rubbing their breasts. Some of the men had unzipped their pants, while others had their hands up under their girls' dresses, slipping their probing fingers into juicy cunts. Stephanie felt her own cunt twitching as she watched Mother Night's responses to Pasha's experienced hands. That was a long time ago. Revenge was all that mattered now!
With tears streaming down her face, she entered the side gate. The golden cock was a special pass-key which could unlock all the doors in Pasha's mansion.
In the beginning, Pasha was very selective with whom he presented his golden cock. They had to be unusually "talented" people with a "special interest," people who could make "interesting" contributions to his parties. Gradually, as more and more persons obtained the sought-after golden keys, a special and unique "Key Club" was formed. This "preferred" group would often form the nucleus, the starting point, of Pasha's parties. But that was in the beginning. II Pasha had remained selective perhaps things would have been different.
She pushed the golden cock in the front door keyhole. The locking device was electronic. There was a soft click and the door swung slowly open. Even in the semi-dark room, it didn't take Stephanie long to get her bearings. She glanced around the room. The main living room was gigantic. It was designed specifically for Pasha's fuck parties.
In fact, Pasha referred to the room, not as his living room, but as his "loving room!" It was a masterpiece of erotic design. Beds were everywhere, on every level, in every nook and cranny. Some were even suspended from the ceiling. And, of course, there were water beds everywhere. One wall was a 35mm movie screen for hard-core sex films in stereophonic sound. The balance of the walls and ceilings were covered with mirrors. Giant three-by-five playing cards were used as room dividers. Beautifully explicit fuck and suck scenes were painted on the backs of the cards.
In the semi-darkness, Stephanie stumbled over an unusual chair. It was a special masturbation chair for women, designed by Pasha. The chair was in the ape of a hand, palm up, with the middle finger extended up and crooked over. If a woman was sitting in the chair and was watching someone getting fucked, and she got horny, all she had to do was slide a bit forward until her clit pressed up against the extended middle finger. The finger was connected to an electric motor. The girl could press a button and bring herself off at about two thousand RPMs.
Stephanie adored the chair. She had used it hundreds of times. Her favorite way was to sit in the chair fully clothed, as if nothing at all was happening, and then let the vibrating finger jerk her off through her panties! With the finger chair vibrating her own cunt like crazy, she would look around to see who was getting fucked in an interesting way, or perhaps she would watch a beautiful girl getting her cunt eaten. If she didn't move, if she disciplined herself and remained completely relaxed for as long as she possibly could, she would have an incredible orgasm. Sometimes she would be able to time it and come with the girl whose juicy pussy was being sucked on. She would feel a rushing sensation, a tingling wave that would surge down through her own cunt. She would come in gushes, flooding both the finger chair and her panties!
She found herself getting turned on just thinking about it. She could feel that her panties were getting moist, and it wasn't from the rain! She was tempted to sit in the finger chair and bring herself off. She had to stop thinking that way. She wasn't here in Pasha's Pleasure Palace to get turned on. She knew very well what would happen if she gave in to her own insatiable desires. It was time for her to find Pasha ... and she knew exactly where to find him.
Pasha's master bedroom was upstairs. Shifting the gun to her right hand, she quietly and cautiously ascended the stairway. Her dress was still wet from the rain. It clung to her tight little ass, outlining her skimpy bikini panties. Stephanie had a beautiful pussy. The mat of crisp black pussy hair on her Mound of Venus was clearly defined through the wet dress and through her sheer panties. When she reached the top of the stairway, she could hear moans from down the hallway. Sexual moans! Frantic ... animal moans! Obviously, some little cunt was getting her ass fucked off and loving every minute of it. It would be interesting to see who Pasha was fucking this time. Whoever she was, she would remember this fuck for the rest of her life!
At the end of the hallway, a door was opened just a crack. Stephanie knew the sounds were coming from there. As she got closer, the sounds became words and the words became demands.
That prick feels so good! It's so hard ... and so big! Ohhhh! That's it ... just like that! Give it to me, you mother-fucker, give it to me-harder! Ohhhhhh, you cuntfucker, it's going to be so good! Ohhh Ooooooo ... Jesus Christ! FUCK ME . ... I'M GOING TO COME! Don't stop .Please ... don't stop! God damn you, you cocksucking sunuvabitch! Why did you stop?"
Stephanie peeked through the crack in the door. She could see two people fucking. Well, not quite fucking. Pasha had just pulled his big ten-inch cock out of the girl's cunt. She could see his powerful tool, rock hard and pulsating. The thick, bulbous head was flaming red and dripping with the girl's cunt juices.
"Please ... slip it back in! Just the head ... that's all, just the head of that beautiful prick of yours!"
"You love that prick, baby?"
"Oh, God, yes!" the girl panted, "I love that prick!"
"You want it? You want me to fuck that hot cunt of yours? Huh? Tell me how much you want this prick, baby!"
"My cunt is burning up ... please ... I gotta have it ... Fuck me now! Please ... I'm aching ... and hurting ... and I've got to come!"
"I'm not sure I believe you, baby ... Maybe I'll jerk off and come all over your cunt ... then, maybe I'll just leave you hang there to suffer...!"
"Oh, no, please don't do that! I need that prick! I need it now! Fuck me, you cocksucker ... please ... I'll do anything ... anything you say, but please fuck me...! Come inside me ... I want to feel your hot come inside of me!"
Stephanie knew exactly what Pasha was doing. He was holding off their orgasm, not letting either one of them come, but instead, letting the tension build. He had performed in the same way with Stephanie many times ... sometimes holding off their coming for two or three hours. Then when they did come, it would be the ultimate orgasm. They would nearly blow each other's heads off!
The girl's legs were spread open in a wide vee, pointing straight up towards the ceiling. Actually, she had no choice. Both ankles were shackled and held in a special harness suspended from the ceiling. She was practically hanging by her ankles. Her arms were stretched out behind her head, the wrists handcuffed together, then chained to the headboard. The girl was completely helpless, which was not unusual. Pasha liked his women that way.
The girl had a fantastic body-tits that weren't too big, but nice and round, firm and erect. She had long slender legs and sensuous thighs held wide open by the leather harness, exposing her pink pussy foaming with love juices, and surrounded by a thick bush of black curly cunt hair.
The girl was wild-eyed and frantic, delirious with desire. In a passionate frenzy she twisted and pulled at her harness, trying to break free from the leather restraints. More than anything, she wanted to break loose from her bondage, wrap her arms and legs around Pasha and fuck his brains out.
Stephanie knew the feeling very well. She knew what it was like to be bound and tied, to be helpless, to be at the mercy of a dominant and teasing lover, to have your tormented body begging for fulfillment. But, secretly, she knew she enjoyed it and that it would end in a pounding, throbbing, consuming release!
Pasha held off their orgasm for over an hour and Stephanie could see that his throbbing cock was ready to come. He slipped the head of his king-size cock between the girl's feverish cunt-lips. Then, slowly, without penetrating the pussy hole, he slid the head of his cock up and down, between her clit and her asshole. It drove the girl crazy. With his cock going back and forth between her clit and her asshole, the girl was frantic. She heaved and squirmed and pulled at the harness, but to no avail. She was reduced to a quivering, shaking mass of lust and desire. The girl's frenzied passion stimulated Pasha to the very edge of orgasm. He could feel the tingling deep in his balls as the head of his prick slid up and down the girl's glistening cunt!
"Oh God, Pasha ... my pussy aches for that cock! Please ... shove it in my cunt!" She strained upwards with her pussy, trying to suck in his cock!
Stephanie, a natural voyeur, was hypnotized by the. scene. Without even being aware of it, her free hand had slipped into her panties and parted the outer lips of her smoldering cunt. Slowly, she massaged her clit with her thumb and finger-fucked herself, shoving her forefinger deep into her pussy.
Pasha continued rubbing his gigantic prick up and down the imprisoned girl's cunt. He realized he wasn't far off from coming and that it was going to be a mind-blowing orgasm.
Suddenly, without warning, the girl lost all control. Her ass twisted around and around and the muscles of her inner thighs quivered and shook as she went into the beginning stages of a fantastic orgasm.
"I'm going ... to ... come, Pasha...! O ... ohhh....ouhhhhhh, migawd ... it's comming....I can't stop it!!! I am going to come! OHHHH ... I'M COMMING....! I'M FUCKING COMMMM ... MING!! SHOVE THAT FUCKING PRICK DEEP INTO MY CUNT, YOU MOTHER-FUCKER....!
Pasha placed the head of his throbbing cock against the girl's gaping cunt-hole. He didn't even get a chance to apply pressure. Her cunt was so hot, the minute she felt his prick slip between the lips of her cunt, her pulsating pussy sucked him deep inside. As his prick glided through her cunt-hole, she screamed with pleasure, "AAWWWWWWWWWWGH....!"
Slowly, inch by inch, he pushed his bone-hard cock deep into her throbbing pussy. The deeper his prick, the more intense her orgasm became. Pasha could feel the walls of her cunt grasping his cock with each orgasmic spasm.
"Give it all to me ... V she screamed. "I want that fucker DEEP in my cunt! Oh, Jesus ...! I'm still commmmmming, it's so goooooood!" By this time she was coming so hard, she was actually sucking him off with her cunt.
In the hallway, Stephanie's hand was a vibrating blur. She could feel her own orgasm starting to build.
"Ohhhh ... that's it! Deep ... and-hard! My God, I think I'm going to come again...! Suck on my tits, you fucker! I'm commmm ... minnng! I'VE NEVER COME LIKE THIS IN MY LIFE! Suck on my tits ... suck, suck, SUCK, because I'm still 'comm....MMMMIIING! AHHHHHHHWWWGH!"
Pasha could feel his own orgasm starting. His ass muscles tightened and quivered. His cock swelled. His thrust got longer ... slower ... and deeper. His boiling hot come churned deep in his balls, and then erupted, blasting his fiery seed down the shaft of his long cock and spurting it out deep into the girl's furnace. Instead of hammering her cunt with a piston-like fuck, he slowly shoved his cock into her cunt, inch by inch, spurting gobs of come with each spasm. The sensation was incredible! He felt like he was taking a long piss inside her cunt. He was, only he was pissing hot come! It was more than he could stand. He threw back his head and screamed, "I'm cooommm....mming ... in your CUNT! YOU FUCKING BITCH ... YEEOW...!"
Stephanie could see that they had reached the peak of their "come" together. The girl's legs shook and vibrated uncontrollably. Gobs of come juices gushed out from between his prick and her cunt. The girl cried out, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give me that HOT COME...!"
It was too much for Stephanie. She had seen hundreds of people fucking, but this was the best fuck she had ever watched. Between her own throbbing cunt and the scene unfolding before her eyes, it was all she could do to keep from bursting into the room, diving between the girl's legs, eating her cunt, and sucking up all of her love juices, including Pasha's come. A tingling throb of pleasure pulsated deep in her pussy. As much as she despised Pasha, Stephanie could feel a powerful orgasm beginning, her spasms of ecstasy matching the driving thrust of his cock, in and out of the girl's foaming pussy. Pasha was still spurting his come into the girl's foaming pussy as Stephanie came, flooding her hand in a torrent of her own cunt juice.
With her throbbing cunt momentarily relieved, it was time to take care of business. Pasha rested on top of the girl, his cock buried up to his balls inside her cunt. But the girl wasn't satisfied. She was still hot and steamed up. She squirmed her ass around and around beneath him.
"That was a marvelous fuck!" she cooed in his ear, "My pussy needs some more fucking . ... can you come again?"
Stephanie pushed the door open and stepped into the room.
"Of course he can. He can come again, any time he wants, can't you, Pasha?"
Startled, Pasha whirled around. "Stephanie! What a pleasant surprise. Join us! Say hello to Maria. Maria, I want you to meet the most talented tongue in the world. She loves to give head, and baby, when she sucks on your pussy, you're spoiled for life."
Maria couldn't keep her ass still. She squirmed around as if Pasha were fucking her.
"I'm so hot! Let her suck on my pussy, Pasha, please! I'm burning up!"
Neither Pasha nor Maria had spotted Stephanie's gun. Her arms dangled at her side, the gun concealed within the folds of her dress.
Pasha had a hold of one of Maria's tits. He squeezed it gently, causing the nipple to pop up hard and erect.
"Come on over here and suck on these beauties, Steve-O! She's got great tits and her nipples are very, very sensitive."
Pasha had her tits squeezed together. Stephanie stared at them fascinated.
"A little while ago, I put some vaseline on my cock, and I fucked her between these big, luscious tits.
When I came, I shot my load right in her face! I had hot, sticky come all over your face, didn't I, Baby?"
"Oh, yes, Pasha! It was so good ... Please, suck on my pussy...."
"No, no, Baby! Let Stephanie suck on your cunt! I'll fuck you in the ass at the same time! We'll make it a three-way party, won't we, Stephanie?"
Stephanie raised her arm. She pointed the pistol barrel straight at Pasha. "Party's over, Pasha!"
It took Pasha only a fraction of a second to see that Stephanie wasn't joking. She was serious. Dead serious! Freeing himself from Maria's embraces, he tumbled over onto his back, then scooted up against the headboard, his semi-hard cock glistening with Maria's cunt juices.
Maria saw that she was in equal danger. Her jeopardy was her bondage. She was completely helpless; totally vulnerable, and for the first time since she was locked in the harness, she was truly frightened. Maria strained and pulled at her harness, trying to break loose.
"Who is this bitch, Pasha? What is she? Some kind of fucking nut?"
In spite of her squirming ass and her jerking thighs, the shackles held; her legs remained suspended from the ceiling and spread-eagled in a wide vee. Her pink cunt gaped wide open and dripped with Pasha's come.
"What the hell are you doing?" Pasha cried in alarm.
"As if you didn't know!" replied Stephanie. She fired five times! Bullets slammed into their target. The gun spurted fire; Pasha screamed, and Maria's hysterics all merged into a cacophony of sound and fury. Stephanie poured all of her hate and fury out through the barrel of her gun. Through the haze of gun smoke, she could see Maria's tits shaking like jelly. Hysterical and sobbing, she yanked and jerked, pulling at her harness, desperately trying to free herself from her bondage. Stephanie's eyes riveted onto the girl's squirming cunt. Something in Stephanie snapped. Consumed by an overwhelming impulse, she dropped to. her knees between the girl's wide-spread captive legs. She kissed Maria's wiggling cunt. Sloppy, wet kisses ... mouth lips to cunt lips! The fact that Maria was helpless and bound and tied and shaking with fear turned Stephanie into a lust-driven, sex-crazed animal. She slopped and slurped at Maria's cunt as if she were starving to death! At the same time, she was fingerfucking her own aching pussy!
Maria sobbed, "No ... please ... you can't do that ... please, let me go ... don't hurt me, please don't hurt me ... stop ... you must stop ... it's too terrible ... you have to stop ... Oh ... Oh ... oh, my God! Ohmigawd, ohmigawd, ohmigawd! I think I'm going to COME! IAAM! Oh shit...! "I'M COMMM ... MMING IN YOUR CUNT-SUCKING MOUTH!! YOU FUCKING BITCH....!!"
Maria lost all control and slipped into a quivering, shaking, uncontrollable orgasm, rubbing her wide open, sopping cunt all over Stephanie's face. Without any warning she came again, gushing a tremendous amount of come-juice into Stephanie's hungry mouth.
That gaping cunt staring at her like that! That was where it all began. She was hypnotised by Maria's red slit opening and closing as she struggled against her bonds. It was just like the picture at the Gallery! The Gallery! Freddy's one-man show at the Gallery.