Chapter 3
She was attracted to him the second that she walked into the hotel room with Abby, even though she knew she could never love this man, or any man.
He had set up a leather sling in the middle of the room and he told the two girls that he didn't care who got tied, as long as the one being bound was tied to the leather sling. And as the two of them were putting on their leather bras and other leather straps, they decided that Betty would be bound.
They stayed in the bathroom for a while, as the other male guests arrived and the two of them didn't mind staying hidden. After all, Fred had been nice. He'd given them a bottle of champagne and some cocaine to snort.
And they were real high when he stuck his head in the bathroom.
He told them that they could come out now. But before they stepped out, Abby tied Betty's hands in front of her body, binding the wrists together with leather straps and tying a long leather strap around Betty's neck.
That way, she, as the mistress and dominant one in the scene, could lead Betty out in front of all the men. As both of them were walking out, she could hear the leering remarks that the men were making and she knew that they were going to like this scene.
They were already all turned on. Just looking around the room, she could see the way there were stiff bulges in each man's pants.
Abby led her over to the leather sling, but before putting her in it, she pushed Betty down on her knees. She talked about the way a good slave girl should satisfy her mistress before anything started to happen.
So Betty started to flick her tongue in and out of Abby's cunt, sucking on her clit and working her over so that Abby was coming really hard.
Then Abby helped her into the sling and took a leather whip. She started to lash Betty's tits and belly and even moved the leather near Betty's cunt. Then she moved her mouth down between Betty's legs and ate her.
Betty was looking around the room as she was being eaten and watching all the men wasn't really turning her on that much. But there was something real nice about Fred, a kind look in his face and Betty kept looking at him.
He had to be at least ten years older than she was, she had thought.
And then, he pulled his cock out of his pants and started to move closer to her. They hadn't been expecting men to join into then-game so fast and as he moved his fine looking prick near her lips, he spoke under his breath.
"Now make sure that you really do a good job sucking my cock," he said to her. "I'm paying you and I want all my friends to think you're real eager."
She sucked his cock like crazy. She didn't have that much of a choice, when it came right down to things, for he held the back of her head and started to ram his prick in and out of her mouth as fast as he could.
She choked on his cock, for it was long enough and the head did enter her throat and she loved the way it felt as she was choking on him.
Of course, the fact that Abby was eating her at the moment had a lot to do with things. Abby's skilled tongue, worked over her clit like crazy and she felt the way her friend sucked the cream right out of her cunt.
The harder Abby sucked, the more turned on Betty was getting.
So when Fred started to come in her mouth, she was more than willing to suck as hard as she could on his cream, sucking every last drop down her throat. She knew that he was really turned on, because of the way his knees buckled.
And when he started to pull back, she could see other stiff dicks out.
Within seconds, both she and Abby were being used by the men. As far as she was concerned, she had it a hell of a lot better. After all, she was lying back on the leather sling with her hands bound. Even though they were bound in front of her body, it was easy to raise them up over her head and hold them there, pretending that they were strapped to one of the four chains that held up the leather sling.
She felt cocks rubbing against her tits and the sides of her body. She felt a cock in her mouth and a cock in her cunt.
And it just seemed to go on and on, with all the party members coming in her or on her, or in or on Abby, too, for Abby took on a lot of the men.
When the party came to an end, the two girls went to the bathroom to dress. Then Fred knocked on the door and asked them to stay for a little while, after the guests left and they decided that they would.
They talked about Fred while they waited in the bathroom. Both girls were impressed with this handsome, black-haired older man. Both knew that he had to have a lot of money to be able to throw a shindig like the one he'd just had.
"God, I'd marry a man like that in a second, if he asked me," Abby said.
"Would you? I don't know if I could do something like that."
"Sure you could, honey," Abby told her. "Look, do you want to spend the rest of your life being a whore to any man who wants you?"
And Abby went on talking about security and how a rich man like Fred could most definitely give a girl security which would make the rest of her life much easier.
When the door opened, the living room of the suite was empty, except for Fred, who was now completely naked. He had a real hairy chest and he had a very good body, too, with muscles that were all pretty tight.
The two of them went into the bedroom and she started to go down on Fred's cock right away, while Abby stood up and kissed him on the lips. But then, she felt the way he started to pull her to her feet, while he pushed Abby down.
So their positions were reversed for a while. Abby was forced to suck his cock, while he kissed Betty with a great deal of passion. He slid his hand all over her body, rubbing her buttocks and massaging her tits.
He seemed to get off on the feeling of her cunt rubbing against his hip and he made sure that her flesh was pressed against him constantly.
Then he pulled his cock out of Abby's mouth and told Betty to lie back on the sling so that he could fuck her. She didn't have her hands bound or anything. She just lay back and spread her legs for him and as she looked at him, she was turned on. His naked body looked real hot and when he moved his cock into her, she got off on it.
She watched as Abby stood up and sucked on one of his nipples while he was still fucking her cunt and she could see that Abby was looking at her in an odd way. It was almost as if Abby was mad at her, because this hot rich man seemed to be paying more attention to her than he was to Abby.
He even pushed Abby away when he wanted to press his hairy chest against Betty's nipples and start to fuck her nice and hard, in the standard missionary position.
And though Betty was faking a lot of her moans, a lot of them were real, too. He was a real hot fuck and she had a lot of fun with him.
After he came in her cunt, he pulled out and then told her that he wanted to see her dominate Abby. After all, he pointed out, at the party, Abby had been the dominant one. He wanted to see Betty dominate the redhead.
So Betty tied Abby up and she really had to be more rough than she usually was, because Abby didn't seem to like being bound this time. She seemed to want to rebel and rebellion on her part had to be met with a severe punishment.
Fred seemed to throw out a lot of suggestions as to what the dominant one could do to the passive one and in the end, Abby was lying face down on the leather sling with her ass bared, so that Betty would be able to whip it hard.
Then Betty started to fuck Abby's ass with the leather whip handle. After she had done that for a while, Fred fucked Abby's ass with his cock.
He sent the two girls home, many hundreds of dollars richer.
Then, a few days later, Betty got a call from him. He asked her if she would like to be his escort to a dinner that night. He said it was going to be something of a stuffy dinner and that he couldn't imagine going without taking a fun lady with him.
Betty didn't have a thing to wear to a fancy dinner and he suggested that she go to an exclusive store, where she could buy a dress and put it on his charge. They were even expecting her when she came through the door.
That night, the two of them went out and had a really wonderful time, but there was never any pretense as to what their relationship was. He never came out and said anything about loving her, or anything like that.
She was just his hired, paid escort and after the dinner, the two of them had a terrific night on the town. He took her to afterhours clubs where they could gamble and dance and drink the night away.
Then he asked her to come back to his estate so they could make it.
That was the first time she ever got a look at his mansion. And when she saw it, she thought about what Abby had told her. With a man like this, she could be set for life. With a man like this, she would never have to work again.
She sucked his cock while he was sitting at the edge of the pool with his feet in the water. She was in the heated water, between his legs, sliding her eager mouth up and down his cock shaft, opening and closing her lips, flicking her tongue.
He really got off on it and he shot his load into her mouth.
Then he swam in the water for a while and ended up fucking her in the shallow end of the pool, so that they could both stand and she could lean against the edge of the pool and hold on as he rammed his dick in and out of her.
Betty loved the way that it felt. Each time he thrust his cock in, she could feel a rushing wave of air bubbles moving into her cunt. Those air bubbles moved right over her clit and made her whole body surge with pleasure.
When he started to throb, she knew that he was getting ready to come. He rammed himself all the way into her and then felt him exploding. She licked her lips and rubbed her clit and had a mild orgasm, which he was able to feel.
It seemed to really turn him on when he felt the way her cunt spasmed around his cock shaft as he was filling her up with his cream. By the time they finished fucking, it was no longer night. They had partied the night away.
They slept out by the pool so that they were even getting some sun as it rose later in the morning and when she woke up, she looked at him and thought, yes, I want to make this man want me enough to marry me.
She didn't even care about loving him, or about him loving her. All she cared about was the security of being married to a rich man.
It did not happen for quite a long time. There would be weeks when she would not hear from him and then he might call her three times in a week. Sometimes it was just so he could come over and make it with her and other times it was because he needed an escort to take to some fancy dinner or something.
He always paid her, too. She started to feel strange about taking money from him and even told him as much, but he assured her that it was better this way.
"You can use the money and I don't feel obligated," he said.
Once or twice, he wanted to have a threesome with her and another woman. The first time she had Abby come to her apartment, but she realized that she was not going to be able to do it with Abby anymore, because Abby had changed a little.
She was jealous of the way Fred favored Betty over her. So the next time that they had a threesome, she called another one of her friends.
Fred wanted to see Betty's friend tie her up and abuse her and she let her friend do that, because Fred was getting off on it. He sat there tugging away on his hard pecker, almost working himself up to orgasm many times, but holding back.
Then one night, Fred wanted to tie her up. It was the first time since the party that she had been bound when he'd made it with her and he seemed to really get off on it, more than any other sex session he'd had with her thus far.
When he tied her hands together and then tied them to the bedpost so she could not pull free, he started to slap her flesh as hard as he could. Then he took a leather belt and began to use it on her, lashing her real hard.
She felt the way the leather almost cut into her, but she got off on it because there was really nothing she could do about it.
"Yes, you would be a perfect slave for a man," he said to her. "A most perfect slave for a man. I could get into being your master."
At that point in their relationship, she felt as if he was her master already. She even started to call him that and when he thrust his dick into her and fucked her as she was bound, her cunt responded like never before.
She came over and over again, her tight wet pussy spasming around his shaft and she could hear how he was even gasping for breath.
She tried to lock her legs around his ass to keep him from coming in her so soon, but he was much stronger than she was and when he broke her leg lock, he started to thrust faster and harder, until he came in her.
After that, a week did not go by without her hearing from him. Even if they didn't get together, he called her at least once a week, to talk.
Then one day, after he'd known her for over a year and a half, he came to see her.
He started to talk to her about the two of them getting married.
When she heard him say it, she thought that she wasn't hearing right. After all, she couldn't imagine why he would want to marry her.
"My Mother is dead and my Father is dying," he said to her. "I have an older brother who is not only married, but already has a kid. A daughter."
"But what does all of this have to do with me?" she asked.
"My father believes that the family is the most important thing in the world. He believes that I'm just a playboy and he is right. But he has told me that he won't leave me anything unless I'm married before he dies."
"But you seem to have so much already," she said to him.
"Oh, I do. A lot of property and investments. But there's no ready cash available for me and that's quite important. So will you marry me?"
"Strictly for business purposes, right?" she asked him.
"Yes and no. You are the most fun woman I've ever met. And I feel that because of the way our relationship began, there'll never be any pretenses about what it's all about. I even want you to sign a paper."
She was a little bit surprised when he asked her to sign a paper stating that if she ever left him, she wouldn't get a cent. If he decided to end it with her, however, he would give her quite a lot of money.
It was written up as a form of security. After all, there were a lot of women who married rich men, then divorced them and took them for everything that they had. He did not want to be one of those rich men taken by a woman.
She could understand that and when she thought about living in his mansion, she knew that she would never want to leave.
During their first few years of marriage, things were wonderful. Their sex was real good and every once in a while, he would have another woman come over. He knew that she got off on women, playing both dominant and passive roles with other women and it turned her on to not only do it, but to also be turning him on as she did it.
Then, his brother and sister-in-law were killed in a private jet crash.
When he told her about it, she knew that he was upset, but it didn't really bother her too much. Not until she learned what that would mean.
It meant that he became the legal guardian for his niece.
Roni was twelve when she moved in with them and that was when things began to get a little tense. He was no longer as free with Betty as he had always been. He certainly didn't talk about sex as freely as he used to.
Nor did he want to fuck all over the mansion, like they had done before. Sex seemed to now be confined to his bedroom (they did have separate rooms) and it started to annoy her when she'd think that Fred seemed more concerned about Roni than he did about her.
When she threw that in his face one day, he laughed.
"Of course I am, Betty. I love her a hell of a lot. She's my real only living relative. And her Dad and I were closer than brothers usually are. And you know that I never claimed to love you. I never told you I loved you once."
And that was true. She realized then that over the years, her feelings for Fred had started to get stronger and she was falling in love with him. His words were like a stinging slap across the face. She felt like she'd been a fool to let her emotions get the better of her and she cried it all out.
It bothered her, as the years went by, that Fred was being so over protective when it came to Roni and one day, she begged Fred to let her call another woman so that they could have a nice, hot threesome. Fred refused.
"Maybe we should wait until Roni's old enough," Betty suggested. "Maybe we should wait until she'd old enough and have a threesome with her."
And though she sensed that he was shocked when she said it, she also saw the way his prick began to stir a little bit. After all, Roni was a hot looking teenager.
Of course, he said that he could never do anything like that.
"Well, what if I started things?" Betty asked him. "What if I seduced her and she got into it? Then you could get into it, too, right?"
And though he never said yes, she knew that the idea of it turned him on.
It turned her on quite a lot, too, because she really hated Roni and her idea of having a threesome with Roni and Fred involved her being the mistress over Roni. It involved her tying Roni up first and beating the hell out of her. And Betty would often think about it and think that she wouldn't just be playing, either.
She would really work that little bitch over. After all, when she and Roni had once had an argument about something, hadn't the young girls said, "I don't care what you say about anything. Your opinion means nothing. You just married my Uncle Fred because you needed the money. That's all."
Of course, whenever Betty would talk to Fred about his fucking his niece, Fred would tell Betty that it would never happen. After all, Fred would say, Roni was still a virgin and he was not going to abuse his ward.
And so Betty had not been able to do anything for a long time. Because even though she had her doubts, she wasn't all that sure about whether or not she felt Roni was a virgin. She thought that the girl could just be putting on virginal airs.
And now, as she looked at Roni and her two male friends playing in the water, she was absolutely positive that Roni hadn't been a virgin when she entered that sauna.
Even if she had, Betty thought, she sure as hell wasn't one after coming out. And she could not wait to tell Fred all about it.