Chapter 1
La Ronde! The Carousel! The Merry-go-round! It was all the same thing. It had been the name of an old, of French movie in which a series of love affairs had been depicted, and the camera followed the male of the first love affair to another female, with whom he had yet another affair. Then the camera followed the female to her next male, then that male to the next female, and so on until the last male returned to have an affair with the first female.
Livia Napolitano had seen the picture at one of the theaters that showed old art movies. Then she saw the movie had been re-made, but this time as an X-rated movie. This time nothing would be left to the imagination. This time, no one would be spared.
Livia was basically a romantic woman. She had become a woman early in life when both her parents had passed on; the father because of emphysema, the mother because of cancer. She had just completed a course at a two-year university when her mother died, and so was able to go out into the world and support herself since her parents had left her nothing in the way of money.
Livia was a pretty woman, but gave the appearance of being heavier than she was. She had a roundness to her that should have made her look curved and angular. Instead, she looked fat. This seemed ridiculous to the twenty-three-year-old woman who, for the past three years had been working as a bookkeeper for a large banking chain. The truth of the matter was, Livia was five feet tall exactly, and she weighted less than a hundred pound. In fact, she was just a little more than ninety pounds. Because of the hard life she had been leading, she had premature streaks of gray in her otherwise brown hair. Her face had a slight roundness to it, and she had large, shining gray eyes. Her nose was not thick, nor did she have heavy lips or a double chin, and yet, the overall impression of her face was roundness. Livia had large, very large breasts, which added to the illusion of weight, and in an effort to fight getting fat, she exercised so assiduously, her breasts stood up by themselves, not needing a brassiere in spite of the fact that she wore one, anyway.
Though Livia didn't have a pinched-in waist, neither did she have a thick waist, and her hips were rounded swells that, with the spherical shapes of her buttocks, added to the illusion of heaviness. Perhaps the clincher was the fact that although Livia's thighs were solid, they were also somewhat chunky, and she had full-blown calves, as well. Oh yes! There was the final thing! Livia always dressed in loose, baggy clothes, creating the impression she was trying to hide a rotund figure beneath the loose, tent like clothing.
For a long time in her young life, Livia had been too busy earning a living to bother with men. Now that she had a comfortable nest-egg, and she wanted to start dating, she felt shy. The chances were, Livia would have remained fairly shy and unknowing had it not been for her desire to see the new version of La Ronde.
She had been discussing it with a coworker at the bank, when she was overheard by one of the senior vice- presidents, himself a single man, but more, a lecherous man in his early forties.
Forrest Cameron was a tall, handsome man, but just as Livia had not had time for men in her life in order to survive, So Cameron had not had time for too many woman in his life with this driving urge of his to continually succeed. Now in his early forties, with dark hair that was graying at the temples, the man was like a tower of strength to the bookkeeping company of Addison and Wentworth. One day soon, his own name would be added to the other two, but the craggy-faced man with the slightly crooked nose and the strong jaw realized that in order to continue getting ahead, he would not only have to continue doing business as he had been doing, but he would have to gratify his bosses carnal desires, as well. Both Addison and Wentworth were men almost twenty years older than himself, and both were still lusting after all kinds of young women. Normally, they preferred not to touch a woman working for them, but if the woman was attractive enough, they were willing to make exceptions.
The thing was, even though Livia was certainly attractive enough, she was prudish in her own outlook, although she would have been the first to deny it. In fact, Livia claimed she was the most open- minded of women, and as a result, would be willing to go out of her way to prove it.
Forrest Cameron was counting on just that. What the woman needed was one good gang-bang, as then she would be ready to pass on to the big bosses. When that happened, Cameron would be a shoe- in for the spot of company president next year, when Addison retired and Wentworth moved up to chairman of the board.
So Forrest Cameron called Livia into his office one Friday afternoon and quietly made a date with her, offering to take her to see La Ronde. Livia was excited and looking forward to it.
The movie was more than Livia had ever imagined it would be. Not only was it X-rated, but XXX-rated. For the next two hours, sitting in the darkened theater beside Forrest Cameron, surrounded by a sea of heavy breathing people, Livia watched, and quickly came to understand that sex was much more than a mating of penis to vagina. Seeing the close-ups of weighty male organs plummeting back and forth inside the female bodies made her tingle. In reality, this was the first time Livia had ever seen an erect male organ, and she had never dreamed they were capable of growing so large. She had seen art statues in the museums, but the penises on the naked males were always in a relaxed state, looking so tiny, she had often wondered how it was possible for a man to penetrate a woman with anything so limp and undersized. Now she knew better.
She stared at the way the penises made contact with, and then penetrated the vaginas, sinking all the way in to the hilt. How absolutely thrilling it was to see the men bury their faces between the thighs of various women, using their tongues to lick at the clitorises and vaginal lips and interstices. Livia decided that was something she would love to feel, but she didn't dare admit it to a man like Forrest Cameron, whom she sincerely believed was an art-lover, which was why he had brought her to this art theater in the first place.
Even more amazing was seeing the way some of the women actually put their mouths on the penises of the men, sucking the full length of the organs all the way inside. Livia was unable to understand how any woman was able to swallow the full penile length. She noticed each time a woman did take a penis into her mouth, when it was three-quarters the way in, the woman would hesitate for a moment, then push her head lower and literally squeeze the. head of the penis into her narrow gullet.
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When the movie ended, she went with Forrest to a nearby restaurant, and there had a late-night supper. He was courteous and gentlemanly at all times, complimenting her on her blowsy brown dress, looking so immaculate in his dapper gray suit. It was early March, and both also wore coats when outside. He had a gray overcoat to match his suit, while she had a brown tweed coat which, with its wool lining, kept her warm.
That night, when he took her to her apartment, Forrest kissed her good-night, making her head whirl She went to sleep alone, dreaming erotic dreams, and in all of them she and he were the participants. If there were many men, that all had his face.
The next time, he took her to see a Fifteenth century erotic art collection at one of the museums. Once again, she was convinced it was the love of art that drove him. This time, she invited him into her three-room apartment for coffee, and before he left, they had done more than some light kissing.
On the third date they had actually petted, but on the fourth date, after seeing another triple-X-rated film, he invited her to his apartment, and Livia knew she was going to give him what she had never given any other man before. Having seen it all of film, she had the feeling that novice though she was, she would be able to acquit herself fairly well. Nevertheless, she was nervous, and didn't mind letting him see it.
His apartment was a luxury penthouse in a high-rise, and when he ushered her into the bedroom, she was overwhelmed by the size and firmness of his bed. But tonight she would get more than she had bargained for. Tonight she would have a crash course in rape.