Chapter 1
When Hugo Brandon worked, he worked hard. He had to in order to control his empire which consisted of the most influential newspaper in the state, an entertainment complex known simply as The Club, and a piece of the action of a number of ventures, mostly the speculative type which were not stable enough at the outset to attract conservative bank money.
But when he played, he did so with the same gusto. Thanks to the fact that he had a knack for finding the right people, inspiring their loyalty, then allowing them to run their show, he Was able to spend much more time playing than working.
When he played, he chose female playmates, not just any females, but beautiful, firm fleshed, intelligent females. "I wouldn't screw a woman that I couldn't talk with for an hour or so later," was an integral part of his philosophy, so that in addition to having it in her bra and panties, a candidate for the role of a Hugo girl, had to have it in her head too.
The three playmates who had come to his apartment that evening, by invitation, as always, had it all. The four had chatted, listened to music, sipped a few drinks, then settled down to a game of cards, a Hugo game.
Before commencing play, he stripped naked and liked what he saw in the eyes of his partners. He had an athletic build and was more handsome at the age of forty-one than he had been ten years before.
But it was not his overall build which caught their attention. Rather, it was his erect penis. Rumors in certain circles had him being hung like a horse, but as in the case of most rumors, that was an exaggeration. He was really hung like a man whose organ, fully erect, measured an impressive seven inches, not abnormal, yet enough to make most men envious and most women anxious to try it on for size. Many women had done so and Hugo had received no complaints, except for the odd, sighing female who later reported that after a night with Hugo, she'd had difficulty performing such operations as walking and sitting down.
As the game commenced, the women wore bras, panties, garter belts and nylons. The garter belts and nylons would remain, but as each lost a hand, she removed one of the two dispensable garments.
Each player was dealt ten cards, one at a time, then the face value of the cards was totaled. The total of Hugo's hand became the target, the player whose total was fartherest from it was the loser. While clothing remained on, she parted with bra or panties "as her penalty.
When she had no more clothes to remove, the loser lay across Hugh's naked thighs, and her pretty buttocks received one spank for each point by which she had lost.
But Hugo liked variety, so that from time to time, instead of administering the spanking, he would delegate that task to another player. He enjoyed watching one beautiful woman spanking another, and in the course of such games, he watched such scenes often, delighting in seeing bare breasts dance while spanker warmed the firm, naked bottom of spankee, and, if the job was done in the proper manner, sobs and cries further warmed the room.
Within ten hands, Hugo's three playmates wore only garter belts and nylons and he had administered three spankings and watched one other.
On the next hand, Midge, who stood all of five feet in height and had the figure of an erotic Dresden doll, lost her third hand out of four. Her bottom still hot and tingling from previous spankings, elected to pay some other form of penalty rather than take a spanking.
"I don't blame you at all, Midge," Hugo told her with a grin. "Your chubby little bum still looks hot. Lie on your back and Olga will ride your face until you make her come. That should provide a pleasant interlude for all of us."
The young beauty quickly lay on the carpet in the circle of players, then Olga, the tall, sophisticated, cool looking but very warm beauty, went to her. Her lush breasts bobbing excitingly, she knelt astride the face of the girl, used the tips of long, beautifully manicured fingers to part the lips of her warm organ, then slowly delivered her warm crotch to the waiting face below and felt Midge's hands clutch at her to pull her more firmly onto her face.
"Ooh, look," Dawn, the other player sighed, "don't you just love the way she pulls a crotch onto her face. She does it like she's pulling on a tight glove. There isn't a better cunt lapper in the business than Midge."
"I agree," Hugo told her as they watched the young beauty lap her partner, "but then again, she's great at everything sexual. When she sucks my cock, she does it with the charm and the air of innocence of a tiny girl, yet she has the instincts and the secual drive of a first class whore."
While Hugo and Dawn watched and chatted, they saw Olga squirm and heard a little whimper. Crawling over to the pair, Dawn checked, then giggled as she looked at Hugo.
"I guessed it," she told him with a laugh, "that little devil has a finger up Olga's arsehole. What a naughty little brat she is."
"She's also a clever one," Hugo told her, "Midge knows Olga doesn't like to have her hole diddled. It will slow down her orgasm and give the little devil a lot more time to lap her cunt."
"I'll fix her, the little bitch," Olga told them with a wink.
They watched her make a subtle change in position, then, as they stared closely, saw that she had moved so that her behind was sitting on Midge's face, the nose of the little one captured between the firm buttocks of the woman who was pressing down hard, smiling at her superior position. She held her victim there for a couple of minutes, then raised off her face with a smile of triumph.
"Now, little Miss Midge," she said, looking down at the girl who breathed deeply as her nose was liberated, "will you get on with the job of lapping my cunt and leave my arsehole alone?"
Giggling, Midge assured her she would. Olga brought her warm crotch back into position and Midge used all her erotic skill and quickly lapped the woman to climax. Her orgasm was obviously a strong one, and as she writhed through it, the tall beauty used her wet, warm vulva to give Midge a very thorough facial.
"That really stirred me up," Hugo commented as the two returned for the next round. "The loser of this hand is going to get a pussy full of stiff cock."
As they resumed play, each of the women was hoping to lose. In their game, face cards had a zero value and each time one fell, the claimant of it smiled, since it was obvious that Hugo was gathering a low count hand.
On his last two cards, he drew tens, with the result that what seemed like a sure loss, and thereby a win, for Midge, turned around and gave Olga the biggest point spread.
Smiling, she got to her feet and approached Hugo, seeing his long, stout penis throbbing with arousal. As he stood, she dropped to her knees and, holding his big scrotum gently in her left hand, she caressed the heavy sac lovingly while she fed the head of his hard organ into her mouth and gave it a little sucking.
When he patted her shoulder lightly, she released his penis, then, after checking with him, knelt on all fours, her magnificent body delightfully presented for his pleasure and that of the audience of two.
As he knelt behind her, Hugo saw that her buttocks were still faintly pink from a previous spanking. They would have been more exciting were they red and hot from a more recent spanking, he thought, but rules were rules and so he decided against giving her another spanking. With a little sigh, he sent his long organ under her beautifully arched behind, guided it to her more than well lubricated slit, then it was pushing into her as she groaned with delight.
"Oh yes," she groaned, "Christ, how I love it when you feed that big bone to me so slowly. Damn it, you're teasing me, you're driving me crazy," she panted.
And indeed he was. Hugo had given her about four inches of his organ and was working it in and out from there, making her beg for the rest of it, stripping away her cool poise, her sophistication, rendering her just another woman, hungry for the length of stiff rod he was denying her, smiling with pleasure as the other women looked on.
And then, when Olga least expected it, Hugo drove the full length of his weapon into her depths, brought a cry from her throat, then went on to give her the kind of riding she wanted. He did it so well that Olga cried into a delightful orgasm and he held her silken behind against him until it stopped twitching and jerking and he resumed screwing her, using long, unhurried strokes which soon did their job.
When he felt the approach of ejaculation, Hugo gave her a few more fast strokes, then pulled her lush buttocks tightly back against him and, holding her tightly, his tool buried in her vagina, he spurted a generous supply into the depths of her while she cleverly used her vaginal muscles to suck him dry.
Play was resumed and the sound of naked buttocks being spanked continued to ring through the room. He had just helped Dawn off his lap after giving her the sixteen spanks she had won, when his private phone rang. It wasn't the ordinary private line which his friends used and which he did not always answer, it was instead his hotline, the number of which was known only to three VIP employees of his organization.
The caller turned out to be Carla, his special assistant, very confidential secretary, and right arm. She didn't have to tell him she was sorry for calling him at home, they both understood that if she called, then the matter was important enough to justify it.
"It's himself," Carla told him. "He says he has to talk to you tonight. Will you take it?"
Himself was their name for the governor of the state. He was a sometimes friend of Hugo's, but that did not spare him the wrath of Hugo's newspaper when Hugo decided the governor was off base.
"Hello, Carl," Hugo greeted the governor casually as he picked up the phone in his private study, "You wanted to talk to me?"
"Don't sound so wide eyed innocent, you bastard," the governor answered. "Damn it, Hugo, that editorial in the evening edition was vicious."
"So is a buzz saw if you stick an arm in it. You had plenty of warning. I told you your highway widening bill was strictly pork barrel to repay campaign contributions. That editorial was only the start. Unless you withdraw the bill, my newspaper will fight you. right down the line."
"Damn it, Hugo, what gives you the right to be the watchdog, the great guardian angel?"
"Everybody has that right, Carl, especially you as governor. When you're doing your job, my paper will support you all the way. Try to pull a stunt like this and I'll cut the legs out from under you."
The conversation continued a little longer, then the governor was chuckling, trying to sound convincing and casual at the same time.
"Hell, Hugo, I saw some flaws in the bill myself. I was beginning to have second thoughts about it before I even left the House. Maybe talking to you has helped me get my thinking straight. I'll give it some thought tonight, you know, I'll sleep on it."
"Great, Carl and thanks for calling," Hugo said to end the conversation.
There was no need, he knew, for more threats. He had won his point and didn't need to rub the governor's nose in it. Hugo had respected JFK for his philosophy of wanting to win every battle, yet leaving his enemy room to back off gracefully, to retain dignity in defeat.
Returning to the room, Hugo was as casual as if he had merely left to go to the bathroom. He found Dawn and Midge locked in a double ended embrace, each sucking greedily in the crotch of the other. Beside them, Olga casually sipped at a drink, watching them but not showing any great interest in what they were doing.
Sitting beside her, Hugo claimed one firm breast and fondled it as he watched the pair until, one after the other, they climaxed.
"Let's have a swim to refresh ourselves," he suggested. The women stripped off their garter belts and nylons and the four went to the lighted, heated pool where they played in the refreshing water. After his swim, Hugo went to the suana. When he finished there, he felt his vitality fully restored and knew he would be able to resume sex play with his girls and enjoy another couple of hours before calling it a night.
Midge had joined him in the suana and as he admired her firm buttocks later, he knew they would be very sensitive to the brisk spanking he was going to give her by way of resuming the fun and games of the evening.