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Freyja Inc. Ch. 01

By: Texas_law_man



There has been little doubt in Shea's mind that she always wanted to be an investigative reporter; the problem was getting a break. It has been three years now since she graduated with honors from Ohio State University School of Journalism. The dream job of working for the New York Times was still a dream and the rag she did write for wasn't even in the same league. The only thing close to the dream was, she was in New York. 

Shea worked for the New York Daily Courier, NYDC for short, the eighth most read newspaper in the city. Her job description was staff writer for the Fashion and Society section of the paper. The Fashion and Society section only ran in the Sunday edition so it wasn't like she had her name out there for others to discover. 

She was very disappointed in her situation and the work environment wasn't that much better. Her supervisor, the Fashion Editor was a bloated, lecherous old man who would steal credit from everyone in the department, all three of them, to make himself look better with the owners. Mr. Quinn was so bad he wouldn't allow any of his writers to attend high fashion events because he was afraid they would make him look bad with a proper review of the event. Also it would cut into his sex life if they started to attend instead of him. You see Mr. Quinn would use these events to higher out high end escorts and charge it back to the paper. 

As luck would have it the paper cut back on expense accounts for all departments, so Mr. Quinn lost his cash cow for his high priced dates to events. A charity ball and auction was coming up soon and Mr. Quinn was running out of options for finding a date. You see it was in bad taste to attend one of these thing solo if you were in the media. What would all of the other Editors think? 

As the date quickly approached Mr. Quinn finally broke down and told Shea that she was going and would be his unofficial date for the evening. Seeing how she was the only female under the age of fifty in his department she was the likely choice. Mr. Quinn would never be seen out with and older woman, he had his Playboy image to protect in front of all of the other Editors.

Shea had two days to find a dress for the event. She scrambled for a dress asking everyone at the paper if they had one she could borrow. Most of the ones offered were either out of style or from someone's daughter's prom. None of the dresses available would be sufficient for the event.

Shea broke down and visited a rental shop and found a lovely dress that fit just right, not too revealing and more on the conservative side. Shea was form a small Midwest town and this dress would have made her mother proud. 

The night came and Shea felt very excited as the cab dropped her off in front of the hotel where the ball was scheduled. As she walked into the lobby she could see a large number of guests mingling around as they made their way into the great room. Walking in a little further she spotted her boss Mr. Quinn bellied up to the bar with a group men and three or four rather scantily clad females. She could tell by the looks of the women they were escorts, and not very expensive one at that. When Quinn realized she was there he quickly excused himself and grabbed her by the arm and marched her off to a remote area.

"What the hell is this thing you have on?" He grunted with a tone of disapproval.

Shea replied that it was an evening gown and it was the dress attire for the event.

"I thought you understood when I told you that you were coming, you are the eye candy tonight and that was it. This thing is crap! I want to see cleavage and thighs young lady or your ass will be out on the street. Do you understand?" 

Shea looked stunned; she was not sure how to react but nodded her head anyway. 

Mr. Quinn reached into his wallet and pulled out an Amex card and told her to go to the hotel boutique and find another dress quickly before anyone saw her with him. As he handed it to her he also mentioned that this was coming out of her check. 

Shea's eyes teared up a little as Quinn walked away. She was not asked hear as a journalist but as a piece of meat to be put on display to make her boss look good with the boys.

She walked across the large lobby towards the boutique sheepishly, head down, and heart crushed. As she passed some of the other women in the room she noticed the style of their dresses. Most of the women had on low cut dresses showing lots of cleavage, short hems, or long slits in the dress revealing lots of leg. Shea was not accustom to wearing this style of clothing but knew that these were the outfits worn by wealth well kept women. Most of these ladies there were either escorts or trophy wives and showing off their goods was no problem for them.

When Shea entered the shop a small chill went up her spine as she looked around at the outfits displayed on the mannequins. They looked beautiful but way more risqué than she was comfortable with. 

The sales person asked if she could assist her and Shea replied that she needed a new dress for the ball. Looking her up and down the lady said, "I would think so honey that thing looks like it was made for a grandmother."

She led Shea over to the back corner and showed her a few things asking her what she thought of them. Shea was not sure of any of them and was having a difficult time making any kind of decision. 

The lady commented on Shea's figure complementing her on her bust size and waist. She pointed out how nice her legs were and told her if she would allow her, she could make her the bell of the ball.

Shea was shy about her figure and never thought of herself as a sexy model type but the lady convinced her to try on a few items.

Shea grew up in a small town were every one was a little on the conservative side when it came to outward appearances. She was taught to always cover up and make sure she presented a good girl image when she went out. Even in college she would wear layers to cover her herself not showing off her figure. 

As far as figures went Shea was more than beautiful, she was down right gorgeous. Shea was 5'7" 127 pounds and tone. She worked out daily all through high school and college. She tried hard not to look like the typical Midwest farm girl and keep herself in good shape. She had dark auburn hair with green eyes and a light brown natural complexion. She was blessed with good genes. Her father was from Ireland which is where her hair and eyes came from and her mother was three quarters Native American allowing her to have flawless golden skin. 

Shea was a natural C cup and maintained a slim waist with a firm backside. Her legs and arms were slim but muscular and because of her dedication to her workout regiment she maintained a low percentage of body fat giving her a very athletic yet graceful figure.

As the sales lady returned Shea had a moment of resolve and told the lady, "Madam, if you promise I won't look like a cheep slut you can dress me in anything you want. Just please keep it under $1,500"

The lady laughed and said, "Honey the only thing in here under $1,500 is that purse over in the window."

Shea turned green and then admitted that she didn't have that much money and couldn't afford to charge it to her bosses card. The lady smiled and told her not to fret. She whispered in her ear that if she would allow her to dress her up right and be in the fitting room with her as she tried things on she would let her borrow an outfit for the evening, but she would have to return it before she left the building.

Shea thought that was easy enough so she agreed. The sales lady smiled and gave her a quick harmless little hug as if she was extremely excited. 

The sales lady scampered off towards the front of the store. Shea thought she was going to get another outfit, but she noticed that the front doors were closing and then she heard a click as the lock was turned.

Standing in the back of the store Shea was not able to see everything but she could hear the sales lady moving around and then towards her.

"Here honey take these and lets go in the fitting room." The lady said as she came around the corner.

Shea took the items and followed her into a small room behind the fixture next to the sales counter. The room was larger than a department store fitting room and had a small sofa along one wall. The mirrors were mounted on two walls from floor to ceiling, and there was a third one on a rolling stand. 

Once inside the room the sales lady positioned herself on the sofa so she could see everything clearly. Shea walked to the middle of the room which allowed the mirrors to reflect all sides of her with the third mirror pulled into position. 

As she stood there she asked which outfit should she try on and the sales lady told her all of them. Shea looked in her hand and realized there were three outfits but the weight of them all was maybe equal to the weight of the one she had on. 

Shea tossed two of them to the sofa and held up the other. It was light and flowing, almost like a night gown. The dress was a dark red floor length gown without sleeves. It came all the way up to her neck like a chocker. There was a long slit in the dress to allow her to walk with normal steps. 

Shea started to disrobe in front of the lady. She was OK with that because she was still covered by her underwear. Once she had the dress on the sales lady got up and finished zipping it up. 

"That looks great on you, the lines are good and it hugs your hips in just the right way." She said. As she stepped back to get a better look Shea turned to see herself in the mirrors. She did look good in that dress, probably better than she has ever looked in any dress. 

The sales lady snapped her back in focus when she said, "Something is just not right, the bra line shows too much through this dress. You would have to remove it so the dress would fit naturally." Shea's eyes popped out as she thought about walking around without her bra on; that just wasn't natural for her. As she turned to look in the mirror to see what the lady was talking about, the sales woman spoke out, "Something else just isn't right. I know."

With that she knelt down behind Shea and lifted up the hem of the dress. Shea watched in the mirror as the lady reached up under the bottom of the dress. At first she thought she was fixing something down around her ankles. To her shock the woman's hands keep going up past her knees, thighs, hips, and now at her waist. The whole time her hands were traveling up Shea's legs the dress was riding up with them. Once she reached the top Shea was exposed all the way up past her thighs. If it wasn't for the way the fabric bunched up she would have been able to see her panties in the mirror. Then she realized what the sales lady was doing. 

Shea felt her fingers loop the waist band of her panties and start to slide them down. She was frozen with horror that someone was stripping her out of her underwear. As the lady slowly lowered her panties she said' "I knew it, these full coverage panties were giving you a very nasty panty line that just killed the appearance of this dress." As her panties reached her ankles Shea stepped out of them, she didn't know why she did but it was as if her body was moving without her mind telling it to. 

The sales lady sat back on the sofa and held onto her panties with a tight fist. She told Shea to look in the mirror and tell her what she thought. 

Shea turned a few times and admired the way the dress looked. It was hard for her to really concentrate on the dress with the feeling of being nude underneath. She felt awkward and free all at the same time. As she turned and looked Shea could see the sales woman in the mirrors admiring her handy work. At one point she glimpsed up and thought she saw the woman sniffing her panties. She held them in a tight fist and with here hands propped under her chin it would have been easy for her to steal a quick sniff without anyone noticing. 

Shea thought to herself, "Why would anyone in their right mind want to sniff another person's underwear?"

"This dress looks wonderful do you think it is nice enough for this event?"

The sales woman responded, "It is fabulous on you but before we decide I think you should try on the other two."

Shea agreed and reached back to unzip the dress. As she started to lower the dress she realized that she was still naked from the waist down. The sales lady still had a firm grip on her panties and had not offered them back to her. Shea was a little reluctant to lower the dress past her waist but the sales lady politely said, "You need to hurry up dear or you will be late for the ball."

Shea took a deep breath and slipped the dress down over her hips allowing it to fall in a pile on the floor. 

As she stood there motionless the sales lady got up and approached her from behind. Shea could see her every move in the mirror; watching her Shea notice the sales lady fixating on her bare ass as she moved closer. There was never a change of expression on her face just the focused glare on her firm butt cheeks. As the sales lady came up along side of her she knelt down to pick up the dress. At this vantage point she was eye level with Shea's pubic region. Looking straight foreword in the mirror the lady asked her to step out of the dress. Shea could tell from the reflection in the mirror the sales lady was looking at her vagina with intense focus. When Shea complied the sales lady took a deep breath through her nostrils and then commented, "My dear you have the darkest red hair I have ever seen. It looks so lovely and soft, I bet all of the boys love playing with that thick patch doesn't they?"

Shea was floored with the comments; she didn't know how to respond to such a brazen statement, especially from a woman. 

Quickly with out a second thought the sales lady stood up returned to the sofa and picked up another dress. This time she handed Shea a shiny gold dress that looked very expensive.

"Here you go; this one is one of my favorites." She stated as she placed it in Shea's hand.

Stilled shocked at the situation and the words from the ladies mouth Shea stood there motionless for a moment. When she finally snapped back Shea stepped into the dress and worked it up her hips. This dress was much tighter in the hips and waist and the length came down to just above her knees. This one would be difficult to walk in with it being form fitted like it was. As Shea started to pull the top of the dress up she realized that there were no sleeves, for that matter there was no back. The dress was just a front panel that came all the way up to her neck and then turned into a chocker the buttoned behind her neck. 

Snapping the buttons together behind her neck Shea turned a little to see how the dress fit. The sales lady stood up again and walked over to her. Standing next to her the woman began smoothing out the fabric along Shea's thighs and kept telling her how much she liked the dress. Her hands kept moving stroking the fabric as if nothing was out of the ordinary, but Shea noticed that her hands had made their way from her thighs to her ass.

"This woman is groping my ass!" she thought as the woman's hands slipped up and down her firm backside. 

As the sales lady continued to feel up Shea's wonderful ass she leaned in and whispered into her ear. "I think there is one small problem with this outfit sweetie."

Turning to her with a quizzical look Shea asked "What is wrong with it?" The sales lady proceeded to trace her finger tips up Shea's ass past the fabric onto her bare back until she hooked two fingers under the clasp of her black bra. 

"This is the problem." She whispered as she snapped her fingers unhooking the bra allowing the straps to fly open. 

Shea quickly cupped her breast as they sprung free from the restraint of the bra. 

"Relax dear it's OK. Most of the dresses we have here are made to be worn without a bra." She said in a louder voice, trying to help remove the shock in Shea's heart.

"Let me help you with the straps dear. We don't want to hang those hooks on this fabric." She said as she slid the shoulder straps down her arms. 

When they pulled the shoulder straps free from Shea's arms the sales lady leaned in again and whispered, "Now hold your arms up over your head as I free those wonderful breast from their prison."

The lady's voice was soft and low again, almost sultry as she whispered in Shea's ear. She noticed that every time she would get close and whisper the woman's voice had that same tone. It was like she was trying to be comforting but yet sexual at the same time. It made Shea uneasy more than comfortable. 

Shea complied with the lady and held her arms up allowing the woman to slide the bra out one side. As the cups of the bra popped free to one side the lady gently held each cup and folded them on top of each other. Stepping behind Shea the lady grabbed the hooks on one side and the cups on the other and told her not to move. "I need to get these hooks through without snagging the fabric."

Slowly the lady started to pull the bra strap through. As the hooks held tightly in the woman's hand started to slide through the side of the dress Shea watched in the mirror with an out of body type feeling. She couldn't move or say anything, her body was stunned and her mind frozen as the woman's hand moved up under her right breast grazing it. Shea could feel the soft skin of the sales lady's forearm move across the underside of her right then left breast as the bra strap was pulled out. Looking in the mirror she could see the woman staring intensely at her with a look of longing as her arm supported the weight of Shea's breast. 

"Your breasts are so firm and full." She said softly in Shea's ear.

Slowly she started to slide her hand back out from under the dress. Both Shea and the sales Lady stared into the mirror, the sales lady focusing on her breasts and Shea locked in her eyes as they flashed a hint of desire. 

Shea felt a chill run through her body as the sales ladies hand disappeared behind the fabric. Her warm soft skin brushed against the underside of her breasts as her hand and fingers fanned out as they ventured along the long slow journey to the other side. 

Her palm and fingers cupped the underside of Shea's left breast, she could feel the heat of her hand course through her body as her index finger glance upward grazing Shea's now awaken nipple. A BOLT shot through her that stunned her. It felt so good but why. 

As the sales ladies hand moved away from her left breast she felt her fingers linger on the soft flesh of the breast before they traced a line through the valley between the mounds of warm soft glorious flesh. Just like the first time the sales lady's hand cupped Shea's breast as it traveled across. This time she was more deliberate in touching her nipple. Shea could feel the finger approaching and she had a feeling of anticipation. She wanted it to be touched just like the other one. As she looked into the sales lady's eyes she saw a deep longing in her stare. A BOLT hit her again just as her finger reached her hard wanting nipple. Shea was stunned at how hard the jolt was and how much she wanted it to happen. She had never been with a woman before and certainly had never had one feel her up before.

Sliding her hand out completely the sales lady softly, seductively whispered, "You feel so warm and soft, I could hold on to you forever."

As soon as the moment happened the sales lady stepped back and changed tone. "Now that dress is just the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. You make it work dear."

Returning to the sofa, she sat back down and waved her hand it a circle giving Shea instructions to turn around and look at herself in the mirror.

Looking in the mirror and focusing on herself for the first time Shea could see why the sales lady loved that dress. It saw stunning. The way the dress fit through the hips showed off her firm buttocks and the length allowed her legs to be framed just right. The open back gave it a feel of sexy yet elegant and the front panel covered everything up front to make you imagine what was behind it. Well imagine was what Shea thought but in reality the golden fabric clung to her body like a second skin. . The shape and outline of her breast were very obvious. It looked as if some one painted her tits gold and let her walk out in public. Her nipples jutted out to their full extension looking like little golden nuggets waiting for a minor to come by and find. As she turned to her side she could see the soft golden flesh of her breast visible to anyone beside her. The front panel only covered about half of the side of her breasts and if you stood at just the right angle you could see all the way through from one side to the other just under her ample breast exposing the underside of them to the viewer. 


Freyja Inc. Ch. 01



Shea loved the dress and how it looked but knew that it was too risqué for this party. She looked up in the mirror to find the sales lady to ask her for the next one when she noticed her lightly rubbing her breast. It almost looked like she was massaging them through her blouse.

"Why would she be doing that?" Shea thought.

As she spoke to the sales lady about trying the next dress she saw her hop up and come up behind her to help with the buttons on the collar.

With the collar undone the sales lady flipped the dress top foreword exposing Shea's firm mounds to the open air for the first time. Shea gasped as she raised her arms to cover her breast but it was too late. The sales lady saw her beautiful tits in the mirror and observed the dark red areola and nipples crowning each one. 

"Honey I don't know why you are so shy, if those were mine I would show them off every chance I could." She told Shea. Then whispered in that soft sexy voice she had been using, "I wish I could make them mine just for one night?"

Shea was speechless, this woman has been very foreword all evening and has taken advantage of a quick feel or graze every chance she could and now she tells her that she wished she could make her hers for the night. Shea didn't even like women or at least had never thought about being with a woman. 

The sales lady knelt down again close the Shea's hip and started sliding the dress down over her hips. Shea stood frozen watching this brazen woman strip her down to nothing. Again Shea's bush pops into view eliciting a comment from the sales lady, "So soft and inviting." Then she took a deep breath through her nose, "And the sweet smell of lust mingled with innocence."

As she dropped the dress to Shea's ankles she slid one hand up the inside of her leg to the knee caressing the soft skin on Shea's firm legs. "Step out of it dear so I can return it the hanger." 

With her hand at Shea's knee the sales lady was able to swing her leg open slightly as Shea raised the leg to step out of the dress. All the while she was glaring into the mirror focusing on Shea's pussy. As her leg swung out the sales lady was able to sneak a peek at Shea's labia and clit. Her uncomfortable excitement was betraying Shea causing her female treasures to respond with signs of lust. The sales lady was smiling as she witnessed Shea's inner lips peek out from behind their fuzzy hiding place. 

"Oh so kissable." She mumbled under her breath but just load enough for Shea to hear.

The sales lady popped up and walked back over to the sofa fetching the hanger and flippantly replied, "You better try the next one on in a hurry or your going to miss your party."

Shea panicked, she was only supposed to get a new dress and hurry back. Her boss was going to be pissed. Standing in the middle of the mirrors total nude Shea quickly lost her inhibitions and started to move quickly to get the last dress on. As she went about finding the zipper and clasps the sales lady sat on the sofa enjoying the show. 

This time she was more open with her movements as she fondled her breast and pinched her own nipples through her blouse and bra. She was even starting to squeeze her thighs together tight and then relax over and over again. The view of the gorgeous auburn haired goddess in front of her was more than she could resist. Seeing her, touching her, and smelling her was more than she could handle she had to do something to ease the fire burning deep within her.

Shea donned the final dress, a black halter top open mid-back dress with the skirt hitting her just above the knees. The dress was cut with deep cleavage but the breast straps had built in padding so her nipples wouldn't poke through. She looked elegant and classy in the black dress and the sales lady even replied with the same thoughts. It was also the only one of the three that matched her shoes. She didn't want to waist anymore time in the store so she asked what she would have to do to use this dress.

"I will tell you what, if you promise not to spill anything, tear anything, or tell anyone about borrowing this dress I will let you wear it to the ball. After it is over you most come back to the store and return it to me so no-one knows it was missing. I will be waiting in the lounge on the other side of the lobby until midnight. If you are later than that you will owe me big time. Do you understand?" 

Shea replied with a head nod and a firm, "Yes Madame!" 

The sales lady walked her out to the lobby and waived good bye as Shea stepped out into the lobby. She was headed towards the lounge when she heard her name barked out from the entrance to the ball. Her boss was standing there looking impatient as she turned and headed that direction. "What the hell took you so long?" he grumbled. As she walked by he told her to stop, she froze thinking there was something wrong. Shea started thinking, "What could it be, I have on a new dress. I look good but not slutty. Oh shit I don't have on any panties or bra! He can tell I am naked underneath the dress. He might get the wrong idea and think I am interested in him. Dame it!" 

"You left the tag on stupid. Now everyone will know how cheap our paper is." He said. 

"Fucking shit girl you spent $8,000 dollars on that dress! There is no way I am paying for that. You better return that shit before we both get fired."

Shea's jaw dropped when she heard how much the dress cost. She reassured Mr. Quinn that the dress was on loan and she didn't buy an $8,000 dress for one night. She handed him back his credit card and told him there was no sales receipt to prove to him she wasn't lying. 

Mr. Quinn grunted and said, "Well you look good in it so let's go. Keep your mouth shut and let me do the talking. We're here to be seen and I don't want you fucking up all of the hard work I have put in with these people for the last fifteen years."

Holding his arm out Quinn stood there with an impatient look, "Well take my arm girl. You act like you have never been to a black tie affair. All women must be escorted in if they are with a GENTLEMAN." 

Shea took his arm and thought, "Gentleman my ass, your just an old, mean, dirty bastard."

Once inside Mr. Quinn went around speaking with various different people. He would introduce Shea as his companion for the evening, never as a fellow reporter. Shea notice that most of the people he spoke with were other media types. There were a few people that he would stop and talk to that had other occupations but for the most part they were his cronies. 

Mr. Stansfield was one of the gentlemen Quinn liked to stop by and visit at these events because he could get free investment advice from him. While standing there for what seemed an eternity Shea observed Mrs. Stansfield, she was in her mid-forties and showed no sign of her age. Shea wouldn't have even guessed mid-forties if she hadn't of heard Mr. Stansfield introduce her to a client as his wife of twenty years. As she stood there obviously board with the conversation Mrs. Stansfield would catch the waiter and order drinks for everyone in the group. Each time a new person would come up she would hail the waiter and order a drink. Shea noticed that when he would return she would flirt with him and even when she ordered drinks she made sure to accent words like rocks, hard, long, and tall in the drink orders. It was clear to Shea that this woman was interested in the waiter and she was not concerned that her husband was less than three feet from her when she flirted.

At one stop Shea observed Mr. Quinn knock down three Scotch on the rocks in less than twenty minutes. The longer they were there the more he drank and the time between drinks was getting shorter. While standing with this one group Shea was left to the conversation with the female guest, the men closed her out and didn't acknowledge her for anything other than a nice piece of ass. Quinn received a few slaps on the back for finding her and one guy even asked how much she cost for the night.

Shea was shock at the comments until she started talking to the other ladies. As to be expected all of them were hired escorts. They all talked about the how they were going to try to stiff the guys later and if they insisted they would charge them more for the sex.

Shea was board with there conversation when one of them said, "I can't believe it, they are here again."

Shea turned in the direction the girl was looking and saw three of the most beautiful women walk in all dress in flame red dresses. The three of them looked so graceful and had an aura of classy glowing around them. 

Shea leaned in and asked one of the girls who they were and she stated, "I don't know their names but they show up at all of the events. All of the men go zombie lead me around by my dick for them. At one ball I saw a guy buy one of them a painting worth $500,000 just so he could dance with her."

"It makes it hard to work the crowd for future clients when they are around." Another girl chimed in.

Shea was intrigued at who these ladies were but she didn't have a clue on how the get the down low on them. She was more interested in an angle she was already formulating in her head, the naughty behind the scenes life style of the New York socialite. 

It had been over and hour now sense Shea was in the little group with Mr. & Mrs. Stansfield. She had been eyeing them from across the room regularly the entire time. Finally she witnessed what she thought she was looking for. 

Mrs. Stansfield excused herself from the group and headed towards the bathroom. As she walked by the waiter she had been flirting with she reached out and pinched his butt. Shea observed him lean in to her as she whispered in his ear while her hand grazed across the front of his pants over his crotch. He nodded and quickly walked way towards the bar. Setting down his tray he leaned over the bar speaking to the tender. Both looked at their watches and then spoke some more. Soon the waiter was headed towards the hall Mrs. Stansfield had ventured down.

Shea quickly excused herself from the group. Quinn was oblivious to her leaving; he was already in the tank and had been groping one of the other girls for at least the last fifteen minutes.

Shea made her way to the hall as fast as she could without running over people. Once in the hall see slowed down and looked for the waiter or Mrs. Stansfield. Shea thought she saw the back of the waiter turn a corner about half way down the hall. She carefully approached the hallway and looked around the corner to make sure she was not walking in on them right there. As she peeked around she saw the light blue train of Mrs. Stansfields dress slip into a doorway. Slowly Shea walked down to the door, it lead to a long dark hall. 

Stopping for a moment Shea let her eyes adjust to the dim light and then quietly move down the hall. She could hear voices coming from down the hall but couldn't make out what was said. Reaching the next to last door on the left she finally found her target. 

The door was slightly open just enough to see through with one eye. Looking in Shea saw a piano offset to the side of the room with a dim light over it. She could hear two people making out but couldn't see them. Standing there a few second she was rewarded with Mrs. Stansfield flying across the room and crashing in to the piano. It was not a violent crash but one of those catch me if you can scenes from an old romance movie. Looking over her shoulder Mrs. Stansfield growled in a low sexy voice, "Get over here stud!"

The waiter came up behind her and wrapped on arm around her waist and placed the other hand on her throat in a choking style as he leaned in kissing her neck. Mrs. Stansfield threw her arms back behind her grabbing his ass pulling him in closer. Her hands were working hard to find his belt as his hand around her waist moved up and firmly grasped a breast squeezing it hard. This caused her to moan out loud with desire. 

The waiter released her throat and placed both hands on her shoulders. Hooking his thumbs in her straps he ripped them off her shoulders and down her arms freeing her breast from their veil. Once her beast were exposed her quickly threw his hands over each one and squeezed hard as if he was trying to pop them. Kissing her neck as he gripped her tits the waiter growled into her ear, "You like it rough don't you" 

Mrs. Stansfield responded with a gasp and then reached back behind her grabbing his hard cock through his trousers. "I need this in me now! You be a naughty boy now and give me what I want."

The waiter released her breast as he started to undo his pants. From the view Shea had she could see red hand prints on Mrs. Stansfield's breasts. She could not imagine how hard one would have to squeeze to leave marks that noticeable that quick. As the waiter dropped his pants down Shea's attention was redirected from Mrs. Stansfield's chest to the steel rod protruding from the waiter's crotch. It was average length and girth but it stood straight up in the air. It looked like a compass pointing due north.

Mrs. Standsfield was facing the younger man when his cock sprang forth. She was almost giddy with excitement seeing his toll of lust. She quickly turned around leaning over the piano and said with a smug grin, "Oh you better fuck me good or I will have to tell you boss just how bad the service is in this place." 

The waiter wasted no time pulling up her dress bunching it in the small of her back. Shea could see her long tan legs and firm round ass for the first time. She was impressed at how fit she was for a woman of her age. Shea had never really been around women that keep them self in shape. Most of the ladies back home and at work never had the time or money to workout or eat right all the time. 

Shea was mesmerized by how sexy Mrs. Standsfield really was. There she was bent over a piano resting on her elbows with her breast dangling free, ass stuck out with her legs spread apart ready to get fuck and all Shea could do was observe her beauty. 

Shea was snapped back to reality when she heard Mrs. Stansfield snap at the waiter, "Fuck me damn it! Quit messing around I am going to burst if you don't hurry."

Shea watched as the waiter took his penis and guided it towards her opening. It appeared as if he was rubbing the head of it up and down her slit preparing her for penetration. She watched as his hips moved foreword slipping his rod in slow and deep. Mrs. Stansfield let out an, "OOOOHHHHHHHHHH" as his cock dove down into her. The waiter moved back and forth four or five times slow and long then stopped.

Reaching out he grabbed a hand full of hair on the back of Mrs. Stansfield's head and pulled forcing her to left her head back and arch her back. With her in this position he quickly thrust into her five times hard slapping his thighs against her ass. 

"Oh God!" was all that came out of her mouth as he did this. Stopping for a few seconds the waiter repeated the stroke again with just as much force. Mrs. Stansfield was feverish with excitement. "Just like that baby, just like that. Pound that pussy hard, show it who's the boss." She said.

The waiter reached up and grabbed one of her arms pulling it back behind her then released her hair taking the other arm in the same manner. With both arms stretched out behind her and her head now resting on the piano the waiter pulled out all the way with only the head resting inside her wet throbbing pussy. 

Suddenly with no warning he drove deep and hard forcing her to lurch up on the table as a startled, "Ahh" escaped her lips. Withdrawing he repeated the thrust with just as much force as the first one. Mrs. Stansfield was pushed up onto her tiptoes as he slammed into her again. 

The waiter started repeating the assault on her pussy increasing the speed at which it was coming until there was no pause between thrust. Mrs. Stansfield was grunting, "HARDER!" with each breath she took as the waiter hammered into her from behind. 

Shea was lost in the action. There was so much force in it; the crashing of bodies was so violent she couldn't comprehend. Her limited experience with sexy was never this animalistic. The raw nature of what she was watching washed over her leaving her unable to move or blink. 

Mrs. Stansfield was now launching a verbal barrage of obscenities that would make a sailor blush as she raced towards her orgasmic explosion.

The moment the waved of pleasure rushed through her body Mrs. Stansfield let out a long low guttural scream, "FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The waiter continued to slam into her from behind as she thrashed about on the piano. Her grinding and thrusting back onto him slowly came to a halt as she started to float down from her euphoric high. 

Once she returned to the here and now Mrs. Stansfield stood up forcing her stud to stop drilling for oil-gasm. She turned to him and looked him in the eye. "You haven't cum yet have you?"

He responded with a grin and a shaking of his head from side to side. "Good, because I need a little snack after that much exercise."

Dropping down into a squat with her legs spread wide open Mrs. Stansfield took his cock into her hands and started to tug on it hard. 

Shea focused quickly on Mrs. Stansfield's crotch, she could see her pussy for the first time and was shocked at the sight. It was hairless! What in the world was a woman of her age doing with a shaved pussy? Shea knew that girls her age and younger were doing it now days but she never would. It would be like losing her womanhood and going back in time to pre-pubescence. 

Looking closer she could see her hole still open from the attack that steel rod had on her, and her lips were flush red. Shea was amazed at how Mrs. Stansfield's pussy looked freshly fucked. The color, moisture, and openness of it seemed oddly inviting. 

Looking up Shea saw Mrs. Stansfield yanking hard on his cock. It appeared as if she was trying to pull it out by the root. She was working it over like a woman possessed. 

Without looking up at her stud Mrs. Stansfield seductively said, "You ready for me to take this down to the balls?" 

Before she got a reply she moved in for the kill. As Mrs. Stansfield's mouth opened and head tilted foreword, Shea involuntarily opened her mouth and tilted her head foreword as if she was going to take the cock into her mouth also. 

Watching Mrs. Stansfield bob up and down the length of his cock Shea caught herself moving with her. Embarrassed by her actions Shea quickly stopped. Mrs. Stansfield was moving along the length of his shaft with a feverish pace. Spitting on it every so often to give her a chance to catch her breath, finally she took all of him into her mouth until her nose was buried into the hair at the base. It looked like she was trying to swallow his penis as her throat muscled moved up and down. Coming up for air she gasped two or three breathes then went right back in sucking the full length down her throat. 

Shea was amazed at what she was doing. She thought to herself this must be deep throating. She had heard about it but never seen or done it. One of her boyfriends in college asked her if she would try to do it but she refused because she didn't know what it was and didn't want to look stupid if she did it wrong. 

Mrs. Stansfield was going down for the fourth time when Shea noticed the waiter start the flinch. He was about to have an orgasm right in her mouth and she was not going to get out of the way in time if she didn't move quick. Shea caught herself almost yelling out to Mrs. Stansfield to watch out as she saw her slid his cock deeper down her throat. 

Shea watched as the waiter grabbed her head and held it tight, pumping his cock ever so deeper into her throat. After the second push Mrs. Stansfield pulled back just enough to dislodge his cock from her throat but not far enough to get it out of her mouth completely. Shea could tell he was still shooting his seed into her as she did this but it didn't seem to bother Mrs. Stansfield. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 01



Watching closely Shea saw a small trickle of white liquid slip out from the corner of her mouth and run down her chin. It appeared to drip off of her chin down to the floor. As the waiter quit shaking Shea watched Mrs. Stansfield slowly slide the still firm cock out of her mouth dragging her teeth across the top of it and over the ridge of the head as it popped out. The waiter shook violently as her teeth hit the sensitive flesh around the head. Shea could tell he was spent. 

Standing up Mrs. Stansfield took a finger and scooped up the white liquid off her chin and sucked on it for a second. "I love the taste of young cum." She said as she pulled her finger from her mouth.

The waiter looked at his watch and stated, "Shit I'm late, my brake was over ten minutes ago." 

Quickly he pulled up his pants and started to straighten up. Shea was panicked, she couldn't be caught standing there watching but she wasn't ready to lose Mrs. Stansfield. She might have another round I her and she had to find out. This was going to be her big break, her expose, her investigative report of the scandalous actions of the rich and famous. Shea looked around and saw another small room across the hall a few feet further up. She stood at the door as long as she could watching both of them get dressed before she felt it was time to hide. 

The waiter had run past her hiding spot and Mrs. Stansfield was casually walking by as Shea realized how excited she was. The thrill of the hunt, the excitement of the investigation, the tingle between her legs, wait, the tingle between her legs. That was kind of odd for an investigation to tingle between your legs she thought. Shea stopped for a second and took inventory of her sensations. Stomach had butterflies, check, legs felts a little weak, check, heart was racing, check, nipples were hard and firm, why, vagina was moist and there was a noticeable throbbing deep down in there. What the hell was going on she thought?

Shea pondered her physical status and realized she was turned on. She was sexually aroused and was shocked to admit it. What did she expect she thought? She had just watched two people fuck like animals right in front of her. She had never seen a porno movie before but she acknowledged that it most likely would have looked like the scene she just saw.

Shea peeked out from her hiding spot to see how far down the hall Mrs. Stansfield was. Seeing her at the end near the lighted hall Shea steeped out and started to follow. As she reached the lighted hall she looked to her right back out to the ball, but could not see her. Turning to her left see saw the short train of her light blue dress go into the women's bathroom. Shea scurried to the bath room it see if she could maybe catch her off guard with a comment or two.

Walking in the bathroom Shea found Mrs. Stansfield at the large mirror fluffing her hair and freshening up her lips stick. She desperately needed a new coat on because from what Shea saw what she had on before was now spread around the base of the waiters dick. 

Stepping over to the mirror near Mrs. Stansfield Shea politely reintroduced herself. As they made small talk Shea took careful notice of Mrs. Stansfield's appearance. She was much prettier than she remembered from there first introduction. She had a wonder smile and deep brown eyes. Her hair was blonde but not natural; it was short and thick and looked so soft. Everything about her oozed class yet all Shea could see in her mind was Mrs. Stansfield getting pounded from behind then sucking on a strange mans dick until her cam in her mouth. Something was wonderful about her yet disturbing all at the same time.

Shea focused again on her reason for being in hear. Asking Mrs. Stansfield if she was enjoying herself tonight she responded affirmatively. Following up with did she attend a lot of these events again she responded affirmatively. Shea asked her if she ever got board at the events she replied, "Every one of them but I usually find something to make them more memorable."

Shea knew then and there this wasn't the first time she had been with another man while her husband was talking away about finance or something. Shea finally asked her if she ever went to events alone and Mrs. Stansfield told her that some of the best one are when she didn't have to hang around her husband or his boring friends.

As she revealed that, she smiled and a twinkle lit up her eyes. Shea was becoming turned on again just looking at this classy yet lusty woman as she hide her naughty secret of sex and adultery.

Shea looked hard into the mirror as Mrs. Stansfield finished up her fluff. "Well dear how do I look?" She ask once done.

"You look radiant Mrs. Stansfield. You have a glow about you that screams confidence." Shea wanted to say you have a glow the screams I just got laid but that would out her to Mrs. Stansfield. 

Once last look over and Shea noticed a small drop of white liquid resting on Mrs. Stansfield's right breast. "Mrs. Stansfield, excuse me but I think you have something on you chest." She meekly squeaked out. 

Turning towards her Mrs. Stansfield pushed out her breast looking down and asked where. Shea tentatively pointed to her right breast just above the fabric line. "There on you breast Mrs. Stansfield. It looks like some kind of liquid." 

Taking her finger and wiping it up Mrs. Stansfield cleaned the fluid from her beast and brought it to her lips. Tasting it she smiled and announced, "Oh, it was just some of my dessert dear nothing to worry about. Thanks for your help and please stop calling me Mrs. Stansfield. That is way too formal; just call me Susan, Susie for short"

Turning Susan left Shea standing there shocked again not knowing what to think or say. Shea just watched Susie lick up the drop of cum that leaked out of her mouth earlier and called it her dessert. She had never been around someone who was that comfortable with sex and had the ability to just do it when ever she wanted.

Shea had to sit down for a moment and gather her thoughts. She went over to a stall and decided to sit down. As she walked in she realized she need to pee. It had been about three hours and two glasses of wine with two more glasses of water since she arrived.

Gathering her thought while relieving herself Shea heard the room fill up with voices. Peeking under the stall she could see three pair of expensive shoes walk in. Being the newspaper reporter Shea naturally lifted up her feet so it would appear the stall was empty. One of her journalism professors said that it was one of the greatest tools known to journalist when investigating something. 

Shea didn't know why she did it but she just did. The women walked in talking small talk but quickly changed when they thought they were out of ear shot from anyone else. 

Shea listened as they discussed a mark and who would make the buy. There was some disagreement as to who should seal the deal but it was obvious they were talking about illegal activities. Shea knew right then her sex scandal would have to wait, this was front page news. Shea couldn't make out what was being sold or bought but she did get an interesting piece of information. 

The women brought up the subject of needing another person to make things go smoother. It had been over two years since they had a fourth partner one said. They all agreed that life was much easier then. One of the women mentioned that she had a meeting with a prospect tomorrow in the Union Station Café at NYC at 2:30. Shea knew she had to be there to see what she could find out. The women finished their primping and venture out of the bathroom.

Shea quickly wiped and straightened her dress, she had to get up and see who those women were. Peeking out the door and around the corner all Shea could see were a few couples talking. Then over to the far left see saw the three ladies that arrived earlier in the flame red dresses, they were walking together until they reached the great room then split up going in different directions. 

Running down the hall way Shea tried to catch up with them but when she made it to the great room they were gone. Shea slowly walked around looking for them and her boss when she ran into Susie. 

Susie insisted on having her stay with her and talk. Shea thought that she could do that and be inconspicuous at the same time. While she was talking with Susie, Shea tried to get as much info from her as possible. She asked her if she had ever seen those women in to red dresses at any of these functions before. Susie of course finding someone to gossip with told Shea as much as she knew. They were regulars at all of the events that had auctions and one of them would always buy one of the marquee items on the list. It was said they never leave their name with the auction house but they represent some sort of organization.

Shea never saw them again that night but she had enough information to start to wonder just who they were. 

As she stood there talking, Susie made sure Shea's glass was never empty. A couple of time Shea found herself blushing when the waiter she witnessed pounding Susie earlier would come by and flirt with them both. Susie even told Shea that she thought the waiter had a little crush on her and suggested they hook up for a date. Shea almost spewed her drink when Susie leaned in and said, "I bet he is even good in the sack."

At that point Shea needed to excuse herself from the party. She said her goodbye's to Susie and her husband and looked around for her boss. After three trips around the room she found one of the working ladies she meet with her boss's friends. Asking her if she had seen Mr. Quinn the girl informed her that he left over two hours ago with one of the other girls who's date was being an ass. She didn't think he was coming back. 

Shea was relieved to find out he had already departed as she made her way to the lobby. "OH SHIT the lobby!" Shea thought as she made her way out into it. The sales lady said she would be here until midnight. 

Racing out to see what time the large clock above the main entrance said Shea noticed it read 1:45. She was stunned at how long she was at the ball. It seemed to drag at first but then fly by. It could have been the excitement of the night or the large amount of alcohol she drank but Shea could have sworn it was only midnight. 

Looking around the lobby Shea noticed a woman sitting on a sofa with her back to the main area near the lounge. It had to be the sales lady, no one else was in the lounge or lobby area at the time. Shea walked over to the woman and as she turned the corned of the sofa she recognized the sales lady. She looked a little different now than before. She let her hair down and un-tucked her blouse from her skirt.

The sales lady was sipping a glass of wine when Shea approached. Looking up from her drink she saw Shea and then looked at her watch. 

"Young lady I told you midnight and it is now a quarter till two in the morning." She said as if she was Shea's mother. "Well was it worth it, did anyone comment on you dress?" 

Shea told her about how her boss almost stroked out when he saw the tag, and admitted that she too almost did the same when he read it. Shea informed her of some of the nice things other people said about her appearance as well. 

As the two entered the store again the sales lady turned and locked the door behind them. "Security purposes." She stated as she walked back towards the changing room. 

Shea followed her and was standing at the door to the changing room when the sales lady said, "You remember what I said about having the dress back by midnight don't you?" 

Shea replied with a nod. 

"Well you were an hour and forty five minutes late. That means you owe me." The sales lady said with a smirk.

Shea looked at her funny and then asked, "What do I owe you? How much do you need to cover the cost of the inconvenience?"

The sales lady looked her in the eyes and said, "No money dear, I want you. I want to watch you take that dress off and I want to watch you model my favorite dress again. This time I want to watch you as you move about, and while I watch you, you're going to watch me."

Shea looked puzzled by that last statement but she was in a tough position. This woman trusted her with an $8,000 dress and she didn't follow up on her end of the deal. Shea begrudgingly agreed to do as asked. She walked to the center of the room and started to strip out of the dress. The sales lady stopped her as she began, "No honey not like that, slower, more seductive. I want you to seduce me with your movements and that wonderful body of yours."

Shea was floored, what in the hell was this about? Then she remembered how touchy the sales lady was and what some of her comments were earlier.

"Hey listen lady I don't go that way. You know I'm not _______________________Lesbian." Shea replied.

"That is ok honey I am not asking you to make love to me. I just find you very attractive and I have not been able to get you out of my mind all night. As far as lesbian goes I'm not either, I think of myself more a Bi-sexual person, sharing in the joys of both." She stated. "And please call me Trish."

Shea didn't know how to react; she stood there for a minute then slowly started to remove her dress. Sliding the halter over her head she slowly lowered it down past her breast. As she was doing this the mental picture of Susie having her breast ripped from their hiding place flashed into her head. The thought of the waiter ripping her clothes off excited her for some reason. Standing there in her daydream Shea moved a hand up to her breast and squeezed it lightly. The touch felt so good and the tingle shot through her breast eliciting a response in her nipples. Both nubs perked up and started to stiffen as Shea squeezed her other breast with the other hand. 

Lost in the moment Shea lovingly rolled her index fingers over her nipples sending a jolt of electricity through her body. The jolt Shea felt was not only felt by her, Trish was sitting on the sofa watching as Shea started to lose herself in the daydream. Trish found it to be erotic and sexy the way Shea was moving and when she rolled her nipples Trish felt a tingle of her own down deep between her legs. 

Shea continued to rub and tease herself as she stood there in the middle of those mirrors. Slowly she lowered one hand and slipped it down to her waist pulling on the zipper. With the zipper free she took both hands and tugged the dress down over her hips. Shea was facing the mirrors the entire time and was not aware Trish was enjoying her show. 

Trish had managed to unbutton her blouse and release her bra clasp while Shea was fondling her breast. She was tugging on her nipples when Shea started to wiggle the dress down over her hips. 

As Shea bent over to lower the dress to the floor her ass was thrust up into the air exposing both holes to her audience. Shea had forgotten about Trish sitting behind her as she bent over. Her mind was on the scene she witnessed in the piano room. Glancing in the mirror as she stood back up Shea saw Trish playing with herself. Shea spun around quickly covering up her breast and pussy as she asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

Trish explained that this is what she meant by owing her. Trish told Shea that if she was going to use the dress and then return it late she would have to play along. Shea was uneasy about this but she thought it was half way over anyway. 

Shea walked over to the gold dress hanging in the corner and brought it back up on the riser. Shea faced Trish thinking that would obstruct her view as she bent over to step into the dress. From Trish's vantage point it made things better. She was able to she Shea's firm breast and dark red nipples up close and still see her pretty little pussy in the mirror behind her. 

Trish started to manipulate herself with more openness as Shea slipped the dress up over her hips. Trish hiked up her skirt exposing her naked pussy. She had removed her panties four hours ago in hopes that Shea would be late returning the dress. Now with her panties off, skirt up, and leg flung over the arm of the sofa she could access her love button easily. Trish started to rub little circles over her clit as Shea wiggled up the dress. Trish was entranced by the way Shea's breast bounced and shimmied. Those dark red nipples stood out hard and firm calling to Trish. All she could think about was how hot this girl was and how bad she needed to cum.

Shea finally stood up with the lower part of the dress in place, the front panel still hanging down leaving her stomach and chest uncovered. When Shea looked up at Trish she got an eye full. Gasping as she realized what was happening, Shea looked on like a deer caught in headlights. In front of her was Trish the sales lady, who she hardly knew, rubbing her pussy and squeezing her nipples as she watches her change clothes. 

The images going through Shea's head at the time were flying by at break neck speed. Trish rubbing her pussy, Susie's bald fucked pussy, the waiter's cock being tugged on, his cock slamming into Susie from behind, Susie's tits being squeezed so hard they looked like they were going to pop, all flashed in a second yet lasted for an eternity as the physical arousal started to flow over her. 

Looking down at Trish, Shea observed her breast. They were smaller than hers but looked so pretty. The little marbles on the ends of them had a light pink color to them and stood out pointing more upward than foreword. Trish's stomach was flat but not muscular. She looked like she was in shape but not a stickler to any type of workout. What caught Shea's eye most was the thin line of hair above her pussy. It looked like Trish spent a lot of time grooming her pubic region. It was nothing like her own, a thick patch of hair with a bikini wax or like Susie's just completely shaven. Trish had hers shaped and manicured, it looked like there was design too it. Inspecting it closer Shea made out the shape of a heart. The outline was about a 1/8 of an inch wide with the middle bare flesh.

Shea followed the heart down to the tip pointing directly to Trish's clit, the swollen nub that she was so diligently working with her first two fingers. Shea moved her sights lower taking in the view of Trish's lips delicately hanging out from their hiding place. Each one looked pinkish red with a glisten that gave away how wet they were. Shea was in awe of how beautiful that moist hot pussy looked. In the past she would have been disgusted by the sight but tonight she found it appealing to her eyes. She didn't know if it was the liquor or the events see witnessed earlier but something was different, she was starting to enjoy the sight of the naked female figure. 

With Shea standing there lost in her gaze Trish prompted her to continue, "Go ahead honey finish putting on the dress."

Shea reached down grabbing the collar of the front panel and started to raise it up to her neck. Fastening the snaps on the collar Shea started to smooth out the fabric of the golden panel. Her hands moved up and down her flat stomach slowly. Shea started to relish the feel of the fine fabric against her skin. Moving her hands up, she grazed the underside of her breast. "Wow that felt good!" she thought as the contact registered in her mind. Casually she brushed them again so Trish wouldn't notice her pleasure and BAM it hit her again. The sensation was strong and pleasing. Shea moved her hand some more allowing her palm to slide down her breast rolling her nipple beneath it. A shudder went through her body as her nipple was slightly tugged by this move. 

Trish noticed Shea's little tremble and said, "Feels good doesn't it? Go ahead try it again. I don't mind, just let your self go."

Shea moved her other hand up genteelly stroking her left breast while her right hand was stroking the right one. A warm flow of energy cascaded down her body reverberating in her crotch. Shea started to roll her nipples through the fabric more openly as the sensation grew stronger. It was all she could do to keep from masturbating at this point. Opening her eyes Shea looked out towards Trish. She was copying every movement Shea was doing causing Shea to see how her actions were making someone else feel. This continued for a few moments until Trish broke the trance.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 02



It was about 1:15 in the afternoon when Shea awoke to the sound of the street down below. Her head was splitting with a terrible hangover. She had drunk way more than she remembered and had a horrible memory of the night's events. What had she done? She allowed her self to be manipulated into participating in some kind of twisted sexual act with the sales lady Trish. Looking at the clock she realized how late it was and then it hit her. "My story was about to escape me."

Jumping out of bed Shea hurried to dress. She only had an hour and fifteen minutes to get to NYC. Putting on a pair of panties and some old jeans Shea dressed as quick as her hangover would allow. She couldn't find her good bra, "Where was it?" She thought then realized she left it back at the store. Throwing on a hoodie she made her way to the kitchen. 

"There was not enough time to make coffee, DAMN!" 

Shea ran back to the bathroom brushed her teeth and hair. "Oh that won't do. I look like shit." she thought. Pulling her hair back in a ponytail she put on a ball cap. Racing down the stairs she went out side to catch the subway. It was about a forty five minute trip to NYC and she couldn't be late.

During the ride over Shea started to think about what happened last night. The inappropriate touching during the dress fitting, the conversation with the working girls, watching Susan Stansfield seduce and have sex with the waiter, and then her own actions in the dressing room of the store made her re-evaluate the situation. She remembered be turned on multiple times last night and couldn't explain why it effected her so much. Reliving the events I her mind awakened the arousal she felt last night. Shea became aware of her nipples hardening under her sweatshirt. The soft fluffy inside of the fabric brushed against her nipples sending a small amount of pleasure as they bounced around freely. "Stop it, you have to focus on the task at hand." She told her self.

Arriving at the campus Shea race across the complex to the Student Union to get there before the meeting was to start. Inside she found her way over to Union Station Café. It was a small dinner like bistro with a bar and lots of booths along the windowed wall. Shea looked around to see if she recognized anyone there. Besides the girl behind the counter there were only seven people in the place, three couples and a girl sitting in a both by her self. Shea thought she most be the one. 

Taking up position in the both behind her with her back to her Shea sat down. The waitress came over and asked the girl if she needed anything and then asked Shea if she wanted a menu. Shea told her yes and ordered a large coffee to start. Sitting there Shea looked around again taking in her surroundings making sure she didn't seem out of place. Most of the people in there were college students dressed similar to her, jeans sweat shirts and caps, the typical college uniform for a Sunday afternoon. 

Sipping her coffee Shea stared out the window watching people walk by when she noticed a very well dressed lady walk by. She had on $200 jeans and a white blouse tucked in with a belt she had seen in one of the fashion magazines. It had to have been around $600 to $700 dollars for the belt alone. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail but looked so muck better than the one she had. Her shoes were open toes heels at least four or five inches tall and must have cost her over a $1,000. Her outfit was classy yet functional and ran upwards of $2,000. She was definitely out of place her on this campus. Turning as she went by, Shea watched her enter the café. This had to be the lady from last night. Shea quickly turn back around not to be noticed and grabbed a napkins from the dispenser. Pulling a pen out of the pocket of her hoodie Shea prepared to take notes.

Sitting down behind her the lady started to speak to the girl. "I am pleased to see you made it. I wasn't sure you would be here."

Shea listened carefully as she spoke. 

"Know as we discussed earlier there is an opportunity for you to become a very wealth person. I know your studies have led you to law school but we have the ability to make more money in one year than you could make in ten as a junior partner in any firm here on the east coast." She stated.

The girl asked, "What type of company is this that you represent?"

"We don't discuss the organization to anyone outside of the group. It is very secretive and not to be entered into lightly. If you complete the overall interview and training then you will be enlightened as to the goings on of the organization and all that it has to offer." She replied.

"Why have you chosen me to interview?" the girl asked.

"I have been looking for someone with the right look and background to fill a role in our organization. You have that look and I think you are smart enough to handle the training. You are not the only one we are interviewing though. We will start with around thirty five candidates and work our way down to the selected few." the lady responded.

"What do I have to do to start the interviewing process?" the girl asked.

"There is a computer based test you will take to determine your suitability for the interview. If you score high enough on it we will contact you for a follow up. If not you will never hear from me again. Know this, once I leave here no-one will mention our organization or the interview ever again. So it is up to you, do you trust me enough to take a leap of faith for a chance to move past the daily grind of corporate America or do you turn down this opportunity to settle for the security of a company that may or may not give you what you truly desire and want." The lady said in a strong tone.

"If I do decide to take the test where do I go?" the girl replied.

"That is what I wanted to hear. Go to the testing center on 8th St. down past the Produce Market. There you will find the test preloaded of you. The testing will start after 1:00 pm this Tuesday. You will have to pay $500 to take the test but if you pass it we will reimburse you the funds. The test you will be taking is called the ODEN it is a personality and knowledge test used only by our organization. There is a code you will have to use once you sit for the test, it is Valhalla." She said.

Shea was writing with a fury to make sure she got everything they said.

"Wait let me write that down." The girl replied.

"NO! Nothing is to be written. There can not be any paper trail for anyone to see. You must commit it to memory or you will be eliminated from the pool of candidates." The lady emphasized.

"This will be the last time you see me unless you are chosen for training. You have two days to make up your mind. The testing will start at 1:00 as I said but you can take it anytime after that until midnight. Once you log on you will have to finish it or the test will be voided and there will never be another chance again." With that the lady stood up thanked the girl for her time and excused her self.

Shea watched as the lady walked past her window again and out of view. She recognized her this time as the shorter one of the three she saw last night. Shea stayed in her booth until the girl left and then quickly read over her notes. "A test to become a thief." She thought. What is the world coming to?

Shea returned home tired and hungry. After a quick meal she decided to take the rest of the day for her self and relaxed on her couch watching old romance movies on AMC. 

Monday Shea arrived to work ready for the ribbing she would receive from her coworkers about her date with Mr. Quinn. It went as expected with the ladies calling her a little trollop and the guys asking her if she got lucky. The day went by rather fast and no-one really accomplished much.

Tuesday Shea got to work early so she could read Mr. Quinn's article about the ball. The NYDC was always a day or two late getting their story out but then it wouldn't run until the following Sunday. As Shea read the article she noticed the announcement of the sale of a rather unique piece of art that went for far less than expected. She found it interesting because of the conversation she heard in the bathroom. Searching on line for the piece in question Shea found a story in the New York Post dated Tuesday that the painting was resold on Monday for a record amount, a full one and a half million more than at the auction. The art gallery was not mentioned but the buyer was quoted as being happy he was finally able to add it to his collection.

Shea worked on small projects until after lunch. Checking the time she noticed it was 1:30 pm. thinking to her self the test has begun, Shea contemplated what if she took the test. It would be a good way for her to get deeper into the story she knew would be her big break. Around 3:00 she finally decided to take a chance. 

Leaving the office Shea made her way over the 8th St. there she found the Produce Market and searched around for the testing center. It was tucked away in an office building about half a block from the market. Once inside she milled around making sure no-one was there she recognized then approached the clerk at the desk. 

"I am supposed to take a test here today but I don't think my name is on the list. Is it OK if I just take it anyway?" she asked.

The clerk looked up at her and said, "I don't care as long as you have the fee lady."

Shea paid for the test with her credit card maxing it out. The clerk showed her to a cubical with an open computer and said, "Have at it. Good luck."

Opening the window with the test selections Shea scrolled down searching for the name of the test. There it was ODEN just like the lady said. Clicking on it brought up a security window requiring a password. Shea typed in Valhalla and the screen sprang to life. 

In the center of the screen an image of an amber flame appeared. It was actually three flames all arched into one. Seconds later the screen popped over to an information page. Shea looked it over and began filling in the blanks. Questions ranged from personal info, to educational history, to family and religion, to life experiences, and many more. Shea thought it odd that so much past history and what she thought was non-relative information was asked about the individual, she had never taken a test like this before! Once complete she hit ENTER, the screen changed and again a new format appeared. This time the questions were along the line of a personality test asking what one would do if, and how one would feel if, and would you ever try if. It took quite a bit of time to finish this portion of the test but Shea managed to get through it. Completed she hit ENTER again, only sending her to a third section of the test. This section was along the lines of an IQ test. It asked questions on math, science, literature, history, politics, and psychology. By the time Shea was through her brain was mush, she couldn't think anymore and her eyes hurt from looking at the screen so long. Submitting the test once it was finished brought back up the screen with the flames. That image burned in her mind as she leaned back in the chair and looked at the clock. It had been six and a half hours since she started. That had to be the hardest test she ever taken in her life.

Leaving the test center Shea returned home tired exhausted and in need of a long bath to relax her shoulders and neck from sitting at the computer for so long.

Over the next few weeks Shea's life had returned to ordinary, her job sucked, her apartment was too small, and her big scoop eluded her. She was trudging through the motions of her every day life when a letter arrived special delivery to her apartment. She wasn't home when it arrived so she had to go down to the post office and sign for it the next morning. As she walked out of the post office Shea looked over the letter, it was addressed to her but there was no return address. The envelop itself was of high quality and must have come from some very expensive stationary. Opening it Shea was shocked the see the amber flame logo she had seen on the computer at the test center. 

Flipping it open Shea read the message inside. 

"Ms. Egan your presence has been requested at a dinner to be held in your honor. The nature of the dinner will be revealed at such time. We strongly encourage you to make plans to attend. The event will be held August 23rd 2007. A limousine has been provided for your transportation, pick up time is set for 8:00pm sharp. Please no guests are allowed to accompany you at this time. This is a formal event so please dress appropriately."

Shea's heart leaped for joy. Her big break was still alive. She was hot on the trail of something big and she wasn't going to let it slip through her fingers. Racing back to the office Shea wanted to get her thought down on what she imagined the organization would be like, that way she would know what to look for when she got there.

Checking her calendar, she saw that there were only three days until the dinner. She had to do something fast to find an outfit. Looking over her finances Shea realized she was close to broke. There was just enough money in her account to pay the rent next month and her credit cards were near maxed out. She needed to get a formal dress that would impress. She had to look good enough at this dinner to make her fit in with this crowd. 

After striking out all day trying to find a dress formal enough and free, Shea fell onto her couch with despair. What was she going to do? She was losing valuable time and there was no good answer. Then like a light bulb it hit her, Trish said anytime she needed a dress to call. That was it she was saved. 

Smiling to her self for finding the answer Shea relaxed as she turned on the TV. The longer she watched the more her stomach started to hurt. Something just wasn't right. Trish said it would be OK to borrow a dress, it wasn't like she said don't ever try it again. Shea started to think about the situation. Trish let her borrow a dress for the ball without having to do anything for it. The deviant sexual behavior came after the fact when she didn't return it on time. Surely there wouldn't be any problem this time. She would just borrow it for the entire night.

Shea thought a while longer on the dilemma and then finally told her self to buck up and just do it. Grabbing the phone book she looked up the boutique at the hotel where the ball was held. Finding the number she call hoping Trish was working.

A female voice answered the phone and greeted Shea, it wasn't Trish. Asking for Trish the voice told her she was off for the evening and wouldn't be in until tomorrow. 

Shea realized tomorrow would be too late so she kindly asked if the lady could get a message to Trish to contact her tonight. Leaving her the call back number Shea anxiously waited by the phone for hours on end.

It was about 2:00am when the phone woke Shea from her sleep. She was still on the couch wrapped in a throw, TV still on, and a half eaten sandwich sitting on the coffee table. Fumbling around for the source of the noise Shea hit the talk button and answered in a sleepy voice, "Hello."

"Hey this is Trish, did I catch you at a bad time?" Shea could hear load music in the background. 

Shea snapped to attention when she heard it was Trish on the line. "No, I was just sitting here watching TV hoping you would return my call." She stated.

"What can I do for you?" Trish replied.

"Well I hate to ask but do you think it would be possible to borrow a formal dress for a dinner function on Friday night?" Shea asked.

"Is it at the hotel?" Trish said.

"No, I am not sure where it will be. They're picking me up in a limo and taking me to the dinner." Shea replied. "I think I will need it for the entire evening and won't be able to return it until Saturday."

"Oh that might be a problem. I would get into a lot of trouble if it was noticed being gone that long. Let me see what I could do and call you back." Trish said. 

"You would be saving my life if you could do it." Shea pleaded as she crossed her fingers.

Trish told her not to worry and hung up. Shea sat there thinking what she would do if Trish couldn't help her. Around 3:00 o'clock Trish called back.

"Hey I worked it out with the other girls and switched our schedule so I could close tomorrow and work all day Friday. That means Saturday you will have to meet me at the store before it opens at 11:00am to get the dress back before anyone can find out it was missing, do you think that will be a problem?" Trish asked. 

"No, I promise I will have it back to you first thing Saturday morning." Shea replied. "Do you want me to meet you at the store?"

"I think it would be best if we weren't seen at the store again so soon. Give me your address and I will bring it to you Thursday night after work. It wouldn't look good if you were seen taking out a dress just in case someone wanted to check on the sale. Give me an idea of what the event will be like so I can pick out the perfect dress for you. Oh and I will need your shoe size just in case you don't have any to match." Trish answered.

Shea gave her the address and some details of how formal the event could be. She wasn't to sure as to all of the details but thought Trish had a good grasp of the formality of the event. As they ended the conversation Trish mentioned, "I hope you understand how dangerous this could be for me if we get caught. I want you to know I will be expecting a favor in return."

That last statement sent a chill up Shea's spine. What kind of favor would she be expecting? Would it be like the payback for returning the last dress late? Could she live with her self if that was the case?

Shea begrudgingly answered, "I understand but please remember I'm not LESBIAN."

Trish laughed and said, "I know sweetie, I'm not asking you to have sex with me. It would be nice but I understand your fears. What I have in mind is just a little fun for both of us."

With that they hung up and Shea sat back thinking about what she just got her self into.

All day Thursday Shea had a hard time concentrating on work. Time crawled by at a snails pace. Arriving at home she set out picking up the place making sure it didn't look like a pig sty. Shea watched the clock ever so closely as it approached 10:00pm. Her stomach sank when she heard the buzzer announcing she had a visitor. Answering the intercom she greeted Trish with a friendly hello and buzzed her in. A few seconds later there was a knock at her door.

Opening it she saw Trish standing there with two big bags. One was a plastic bag with the stores logo on it and the other was a large leather satchel. Inviting her in, they made their way over to the couch. Sitting down they made small talk about the apartment and how work had been that day. 

Finally Trish broke off the chatter and said, "Well lets get started, and I think you will be very pleased with the dress I picked out for you."

Shea smiled and asked what she needed to do. Trish told her to just sit back and relax. Reaching over to the clothing bag she pulled out the golden dress from the night before. "I honestly believe you will be the prettiest girl there in this. I didn't know if you had shoes to match so I took the liberty to bring a pair with me. I borrowed them from a close personal friend so don't worry about scuffing the soles. They aren't from them store."

Shea watched as Trish pulled out a pair of golden high heel strapped shoes. They were gorgeous and under close inspection she realized they were Manolo. Shea was floored at how beautiful and expensive the shoes were. 

"Oh my, I couldn't wear such expensive shoe." She said.

Trish replied, "Honey if the shoes don't match the dress then everyone will know you're broke."

Shea asked sheepishly, "Well how expensive is the dress?"




Freyja Inc. Ch. 02



"It is a Versace dear, it retails for $25,000." Trish flippantly announced.

"My god, how can anyone afford such a thing?" Shea shockingly said.

"Wait what is this going to cost me? Last time I wore a dress worth $8,000 and you made me masturbate in from of you for bringing it back late." Shea sternly stated.

"Well now that you brought that up, I had a little something in mind." Trish mentioned with a wicked grin.

"I have something in my satchel that you will need to use. It won't hurt and once you're done we can move on to the payment for the use of the dress. Remember this is my job on the line here." Trish said.

Reaching into the bag Trish pulled out a little black box. It was smaller than the size of a Kleenex box. Opening it she gave Shea a pair of electric shears.

"Here's what we're going to do. First we're going to your bathroom and strip you out of those clothes, then I am going to watch you use these clippers to trim down that tuft of red hair you have between your legs. I love the way it looks but honey it is not the Eighties anymore. Elegant women don't keep that much hair down there. The guard is set to a quarter of an inch. After we clear the scenery we will come back out here and play a little." 

Shea was mortified, what had she gotten her self into.

"If that is a problem then I could just take everything back and we can call the whole thing off." Trish said.

"No! I have to have the dress or everything is lost." Shea stated. Taking a deep breath Shea stood up and started walking back to her bathroom. Once inside she quickly removed her clothes as Trish instructed. Turning to Trish Shea held out her hand as Trish placed the clippers in her palm. "How do you want me to do this?"

"You just have a seat there on the edge of the tub and I will sit here on the toilet so I can get a good view." Trish instructed.

Sitting on the cold rim of the tub Shea looked down at her fluffy bush. It was thick on top but clear along the sides in the crease of her legs. In this position there wasn't a lot of room in there so when Trish sat down next to her Shea had to move her legs wider apart to allow Trish's legs room off the end of the toilet. Turning on the clippers Shea began to slowly cut down the length of her pubic hair. As she lopped off chunks of hair her pussy was becoming more and more visible to her and Trish. Once the main portion of her bush had been cut away Trish marveled at how beautiful Shea's little pussy looked. She commented on how delicate her lips appeared and how large her clit was even without being aroused.

Shea took a closer inspection of her new look and really thought it was much better. She was amazed at how feminine he pussy looked being exposed as much as it was. Trish leaned in a little closer and said, "That is one beautiful pussy you have there."

Shea blushed at the comment and then nervously thanked her. Trish responded, "If I may, would you allow me to make a few minor adjustments to the trim. I think there are a few places that need a little more attention."

Shea wasn't sure about this but handed Trish the clippers. Removing the guard Trish repositioned her self on the floor squatting in her skirt between Shea's legs. As she squatted down Trish's skirt rode up her thigh almost to her waist. From her angle Shea could see Trish's sheer panties. She could make out the outline of the heart above her pussy and noticed that the area below her clit was even more transparent. Shea could make out her lips tightly packed behind the fabric. Apparently the moisture seeping from her pussy made them completely see through.

Placing one hand on Shea's thigh Trish started to trim back the edges of her bush. The warmth from her hand sent tingles all over Shea's naked body. Her heart started to race and her breathing became faster. Finishing with one side and starting on the other Shea felt Trish move a little to get a better angle. When she did Trish's leg rested against Shea's and the feel of her soft skin touching hers began to work on her mind. Shea had flashes of erotic images going through her head. All of the sexual encounters she had ever experienced rushed through her mind in seconds. Shea started to feel her body betray her. A warm flush feeling was building between her legs, a firmness in her nipples was becoming more obvious and her breathing was now harder to control. 

Trish finished trimming both sides leaving a strip about one and a half inches wide running up her mound. Blowing softly on Shea's mound to remove the clippings triggered a small quake deep inside Shea. She could feel her juices start to leak out from her pussy.

"That looks pretty good if I do say so myself." Trish spoke up. "I still think we need to do a little more though."

Shea looked down at her new due, "What do you mean?"

"Well you see the fuzzy little sides to your pussy. It makes it look like you have a hairy little clam down here." Trish said. "I'll fix it for you."

Readjusting her stance Trish hiked up her skirt over her hips so she could squat a little lower. Doing so allowed her legs to part even more. Shea could see Trish's soaking pussy completely now through her panties. She could smell her musk rising up into her nostrils causing her to be light headed. Trish placed her left palm on top of Shea's mound turning her finger down towards her lips. Trish genteelly placed her pinky finger along the side of her now damp pussy and slowly slid it over separating her outer labia from her inner lips. The touch of her soft hand burned deep into Shea's stomach. An ach came over her like no other. She was lost to the feeling rushing though her body. Something was driving her crazy and she knew it had to be the bewitching touch of this woman.

Carefully Trish trimmed the wisps of hair away from Shea's pussy. Completing the left side she repeated the same action to the right using her index finger. Shea's hands were firmly gripping the rim of the tub, her knuckles white from the pressure she applied. Her insides were jumping with every little touch as Trish continued to manicure her pleasure zone. Once the sides were finished Trish moved her hand down from Shea's mound, placing two fingers over her clit Trish gingerly trimmed away the bottom of the strip leaving a line of bare flesh between her entire female anatomy and the once thick shroud that covered it.

With Trish's fingers firmly pressing down on her clit Shea trembled. Her legs quivered as her toes went numb; she just had a small orgasm. Shea was lost to the feeling and didn't realize what was happening until it was too late; she just cam at the touch of another woman. Sitting there recovering from the moment mixed with the shame that raced through her mind after the fact, Shea didn't notice Trish stand up and move to the sink. Seconds later she felt a warm sensation between her legs. Trish had returned to her position with a warm wash cloth. Gentle but firm Trish bathed Shea's pussy with the cloth clearing all of the little clippings that remained. 

Stepping back Trish admired her work. "Now that is the way a beautiful woman should look, clean and fresh with a little color to accent the goodies."

Shea finally broke from her daze and looked at Trish's handy work. It was glorious, her pussy looked so inviting yet classy. Without much struggle she was now able to see her hooded clit and the delicate lips peeking out. The flesh around her pussy was smooth and clear of obstruction. She could make out the coloration of the flesh as it radiated a nice flush red look. Shea knew that it was a color of passion and women only turned that way when they were excited. At that moment Shea never felt sexier than she did right then. Why had she hidden her self all these years? Was it because of her up bringing or was it just because she was not very worldly in these matters? What ever it was she was free now and resolved her self to remain that way.

Trish helped Shea to her feet and walked her back into the living room. Shea was in an arousal daze; she understood what was happening but felt unable to stop her self. As they walked back into the front room Shea just knew she was about to be deflowered by a woman. She kept telling her self, "I'm not a lesbian. I'm not a lesbian." Shea however was so turned on by Trish's touch that she knew she would willingly give in to anything Trish suggested.

Seating Shea on the couch Trish plopped down in the oversized chair and looked over at the sultry beauty not more then five feet away. "OK now that we have you properly groomed it is time for some fun."

Trish stood up and slowly seductively started to remove her clothes. First the blouse revealing her sheer bra that matched her panties, Shea could see her pink nipples straining to get free from behind the fabric. Then slowly Trish wiggled out of her skirt making sure to turn around presenting her ass towards Shea as she bent over to step out of it. Shea watched as Trish's ass protruded upwards as she bent over. The panties she had on left nothing to the imagination. The crotch was soaked and transparent while the string splitting her cheeks was so thin Shea could see Trish's little pucker on both sides of it.

Trish continued to strip for Shea; teasingly she removed her bra only allowing her breast to spring free after she had completely unhooking its clasps. Again Trish turned just as she started to lower her panties clearing what little obstruction Shea's view had of her pussy as she bent all the way foreword until her hands were down around her ankles.

Once standing fully erect Trish brought her panties to her nose and took a deep breath inhaling the scent of her nectar. Smiling at her own fragrance Trish asked Shea if she had ever smelt the scent of a woman's arousal before. Shea replied with a shake of her head.

Cat like Trish moved over to Shea and offered up her panties for her to smell. Shea didn't know what to do at first but in her state she couldn't help but to sniff. The aroma was intoxicating. A musky smell with a sweet lingering after thought. Shea was drawn deeper and deeper into her own trance of sexual desire as she drew in another deeper breath. Shea was dangerously getting closer to the one thing she didn't want. Her inhibitions were falling faster than she ever could have imagined. If Trish asked to take her now she would easily have given in.

Trish on the other hand was still in control of her desires. She had promised not to do anything Shea would regret later and she was going to stick to it. Trish's desire for Shea was definitely there, she fantasized about seducing her all day long but if she really wanted it to go well with Shea she needed to be trusted.

Taking a seat at the other end of the couch Trish reached into her bag and brought out two little boxes with a dial on top of them and a wire running out one end down into the bag. "Now dear here's the plan. I have two items for us to use, you get one and I will get the other. You get to chose first so which one do you want?"

Shea looked at the little boxes through her lusty haze. One was pink and the other was shiny silver. Thinking that the pink was a move demure color she selected that one. Trish giggled for a second then pulled out a butterfly sex toy. Handing the control over to Shea she laid the toy in her lap. 

"Well I guess I get the silver one then. Aren't you lucky?" With that she pulled out an egg and laid it in Shea's lap keeping the control in her hand. 

"Now here is how we play this game. We're going to place these toys were they will do the most good and the other person will control the intensity. We will tell each other a short fantasy as we turn up the heat on the controls. The first one to make the other person cum is the winner or the loser if you think about it." Trish said as she stood up to slip the straps of the butterfly around her legs.

Once she had her toy positioned over her clit she instructed Shea to get hers into place. Shea looking lost just held the egg in her hand not knowing where to put it. Trish chuckled and said, "You don't know what that, do you?"

Shea shook her head and then gave Trish a look that was more of a plea for help. Trish reached over grabbing the egg and slowly started to lick it with her very wet tongue. Shea's eye grew big as she watched Trish's tongue lap at the little toy. Oh the sight of her oral skills stirred something in Shea. Her pussy started to tingle again and there was a mental picture that keep popping up in her mind; Trish's mouth on her pussy. Shea was lost in her over aroused state, she was about to ask Trish to take her right then when Trish spoke up, "There I think it is good and slick. You should be able to slide it right in now." 

Shea again gave Trish a lost look not knowing what she meant by slid it in. "Hell girl have you ever played with toys before?" Trish said. Shea again shook her head informing Trish she was new to this. 

Trish scooted over close to Shea and told her to lean back. Taking the egg she placed it at the opening to Shea's now obviously soaking wet pussy and just before she pushed it in she looked into Shea's eyes. "Are you ready for this? I promise you will enjoy it more than you ever thought." 

Shea stared back into Trish's eyes with a lusty glazed over expression. "I'm ready. Will you please........"

Just as the word please came out of her mouth Trish pushed, forcing Shea's pussy lips to part as the egg opened her hole. The size of the egg was not that large but the intrusion was unexpected but overly anticipated. The feeling of having that egg pushed up into her pussy drove Shea nuts. Her eyes rolled back as her head tipped back. Her jaw dropped allowing a soft moan to come through her lips. 

Trish was not doing anything special as she pushed but watching Shea's reaction she knew this was going to be fun. 

As Trish pushed slowly the center of the egg was just about to pass into Shea's hungry pussy. Once the center point was in Shea's pussy swallowed the egg on its own. Trish was amazed at how that little pussy sucked the remaining part of the egg in. Looking down all she saw now was the silver wire leading back to her controller. 

Taking her place at the other end of the couch Trish watched Shea as she adjusted to the feeling of having the egg inside her. Little did she know Shea's pussy was contracting around that little egg drawing it in deeper and deeper. 

Trish was able to get Shea back to a point were she could function as she went over the rules of the game again. When she finished, she instructed Shea to turn on the box she had and turn it to the first level. The butterfly came to life with a low soft vibration directly over her clit. "Ummm, that feels so good. It makes my little clit flutter with joy." She said.

Shea looked over at Trish sitting three feet away, legs spread wide open with a little pink butterfly strapped over her pussy. She looked so excited like a kid in a toy store. The smile on her face was so pleasant and friendly there was no way she could be thought of as controlling or manipulative. Shea thought Trish couldn't be making her do this, deep down maybe she really wanted to be like this and just needed someone to guide her. 

Suddenly a jolt of pure pleasure shot through her body. Her arms and legs jerked as it exploded outward from her pussy. Shea's eyes were focused on Trish is face. She could see her lips move but couldn't hear what she was saying. The sensation that erupted deep inside her blocked out everything but the wonderful feeling she was experiencing at that moment.

"Shea, dear, is that OK? Can you feel the vibrations? I need to know if the batteries are still good." Trish said as she turned on the egg. "SHEA!"

Shea finally came too enough to let her know it was on and the feeling was pleasing to her.

"Good. I will start the game. As I tell you the story I will turn up the dial as I see fit. If I finish the story before you cum then it will be your turn. Got it?" Trish said.

Just before she started Trish reached over and tugged on the wire coming out of Shea. Repositioning the egg closer to the front of her pussy, Trish wanted to make sure the subtle vibrations could be felt by the most sensitive nerves in Shea's body. As she started the story Shea hung on the edge of an orgasm she had been wanting ever since Trish finished rubbing her pussy with the wash cloth. 

Trish told a story about watching a beautiful woman undress and masturbate in front of her while in a dressing room. She thought it would be a safe starting point because it was an experience they both shared. As she told the story she turned up the dial from 1 to 2 just to make sure she didn't push Shea too far. She didn't want to end this early. 

Shea was having a had time staying still during the little story. Her insides were doing back flips and her nipples wanted to explode. She found her self running her hands over her breasts as Trish told her about the fantasy. She was just about to reach her magic moment when Trish so unkindly turned off the vibration inside of her. Shea disappointedly floated back down to a less simulated state. 

"It's your turn now." Trish said.

Shea thought for a moment and then started in with a story that she was making up as she went along. The wording was very choppy and clinical. Shea used words like vagina, penis, and intercourse. The story was far from erotic and there was very little turn on for Trish; Shea even forgot to turn on the butterfly as she told the story.

Trish stopped her mid sentence and asked her what she did for a living. Shea replied she worked for a news paper as a reporter. Trish informed her that she would have never guessed that from the way she used words. Trish pointed out that stories are paintings with words; the right word is just as important as the right color. After pointing that out Trish also suggested Shea try a story that is from a real experience, and if she closed her eyes while telling the story she could see the image in her head that she wanted to describe. The original experience may not be that great but it can be painted verbally like a masterpiece. 

Shea pondered for a minute then started over. This time she described what she witnessed the night at the Charity Ball in the hotel. She started with simple words but moved into more erotic sexual verbs and nouns as her comfort level increased. The story was becoming more descriptive as Shea relived it in her mind. Remembering to turn on the toy this time Shea actually started to get Trish's juices flowing. Shea her self was rubbing all over her own body as she visually and verbally relived her voyeuristic moment. As the story came to a close Trish was climbing closer to the mountain top of pleasure, Shea was even closer now after telling her own story.

Trish knew her next story would be the one to push Shea over the edge. Her first story and Shea's real story all revolved around the events of the Ball. Trish had an idea for her second story and wanted to see just how far Shea would let it go. 

"Well it seems I will have to tell the next story in our game. I want to congratulate you for making it this far. I didn't think you would keep playing after that last story." Trish said with a smirk.

Trish began her story, "The next story is one that really happened so just sit back and relax. Close your eyes if you want and I will guide you down a path of forbidden fruit." 

Trish's story was the defrocking of a woman's pubic hair by another woman. She used different names but the story was about the happenings a short time earlier in Shea's bathroom. Trish spoke of the soft tender touch of a woman's hand on another woman's thigh. She eloquently described the feel of a moist warm pussy as fingers rolled over it to allow the shears to maneuver. The soft whisper of her voice mimicked the gentle breeze as she described blowing on a tingling pussy to make sure all of the clippings are removed. The flushness of her own pussy at the time reminded Shea of the warmth she felt when Trish used the damp cloth to clean her. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 02



All of the mental images and auditory stimulators were working magic on Shea's body. The egg that was now sucked deep inside her was vibrating slowly acting like the core furnace of a smelting plant. The heat it generated was starting to build on top of itself.

Trish was watching Shea very carefully as she told her story, she wanted to make sure not to broach the subject too soon with Shea or she would scare her away forever. When Trish reached the end of the actual event she looked over Shea one more time to get the hint as to where the story needed to go from there. 

Shea was in a state of arousal that left her between reality and the here and now. Her body was reacting to its animalistic needs while her mind was fighting itself over whether to give in or deny her self the pleasure she so desperately wanted. Shea's head was tossed back over the arm of the chair, her hands kneading her breast with firm hard squeezes as she alternated tugs on her nipples. Lying back like she was Shea had her legs propped up on the couch with them wide open, her feet actually rested near Trish's own wet horny pussy. From Trish's vantage point she could see Shea's pussy throbbing with desire. The more she spoke of the contact with the imaginary pussy the more Shea's would start to pulse. Trish moved the dial up another notch as she began to continue the story. Shea's hips rose up off the couch slightly as the volume of pleasure increased down in her womb. 

Trish was now going to take the next step in seducing Shea. Returning to the story where the real life event ended Trish spoke of the two women moving to the couch. Once there again the lady went to blow gently on the defrock pussy. She spoke of her mouth getting closer to the moist aching pussy. Trish painted a picture of warm breath bathing over the hot little hole with soft wet lips just centimeters from the pulsating clit. 

Trish was about to go on when she asked a rhetorical question, "You now what she does next?"

To her surprise Shea answered it with a low sexually charged moan, "She kissed it with her tongue."

Trish was stunned; she didn't think Shea was that close to being open about another woman's touch. Trish didn't waist any time as she moved the story foreword. 

Shea was racing to a climax as Trish spoke of the wet kiss on the clit while Shea imagined it was her pussy. Shea couldn't control her body anymore, it longed for that touch and was screaming in her head to allow Trish to devour her if she wanted. Shea rubbed and tugged all over her breast as her pleasure became more than she could handle. Moving one hand down to her crotch she even started to tease her little clit as the vibrations inside her grew even stronger. 

Trish was beginning to feel the effects of her own story as she watched Shea writhe around in front o f her with pleasure. Trish was already playing with her nipples while she told the story but when Shea spoke out about having the pussy kissed she immediately moved a hand to her wet little hole to manipulate it as well.

Trish was describing how the woman's tongue was lapping at the open hole of the dripping pussy when Shea lost it. The first wave hit hard causing Shea's body to leap up in the air as a scream of joy echoed through the room. When she landed her hip buried the box controlling Trish's butterfly in the couch. The control moved down between the cushions as the dial moved from 1 to 5. 

Trish was punched in the pussy with a vibration so strong she lost her breath. As she recovered she saw Shea slightly calming down from her out burst. Trish was now to the point in her own sexual state that she was losing control of her body as well. The fingering she had been doing for the last few minutes along with the thought of licking Shea's pussy mixed with the overwhelming stimulation the butterfly was giving sent her to the edge. As her orgasm hit Trish's hands contracted; one buried in her pussy curled up to hit the pleasure spot on the roof of her tunnel and the other around the control to the egg lodged deep inside Shea. 

The fingers in her pussy found the spot causing an eruption of fluids between her legs as the hand on the control forced the dial to move from 2 where Trish had it to 5. 

Shea again leaped of the couch as the egg over stimulated her into a wave of never ending orgasms. It was like a tsunami hit her washing her up on the mountain top not letting her float down. As Shea's orgasms wracked her body her movements forced her foot to jut foreword pinning Trish's hand against the butterfly driving the vibration deeper into her clit. Trish was now vibrating along the pubis bone as her fingers were lodged deeper into her pussy. Trish hit a high so strong she lost her ability to speak or breath. She was thrashing about on the couch just like Shea as both women inadvertently drove each other beyond there pleasure limits until they both collapsed in an orgasmic coma.

Unable to free themselves from their tormentors both women had orgasm after orgasm for the next twenty minutes. Finally Shea's foot moved over releasing Trish's hand from its confines. In a last ditch effort to gain some control Trish ripped the butterfly away from her clit stopping the chain reaction that led to there little predicament. Locating the control in the couch she turned it off. Trish watched as Shea continued to quake on the other end of the couch as another waved slammed her body against the pleasure rocks. She thought she should help her and turn off the control but then decided to let her suffer the pleasure as long as she cloud. 

Trish looked at the clock on the other side of the room and noticed it was close to mid-night. She needed to get home soon so she gather up her close and dressed quickly. Trish thought she would leave Shea on the couch with the egg on high so she could be tortured with orgasm after orgasm. 

Trish was about to walk out the door when she decided to leave Shea a note. "Honey I hope you enjoyed the game, I know I did. Please keep the egg as a gift. When you use it think of me. I will always think of you when I use the butterfly. I will be in the store Saturday morning so please bring the dress by before we open at eleven. I look foreword to seeing you soon." Trish signed the letter and put her cell number on it just in case. As she walked over to the coffee table in front of Shea to put the letter down she thought she would steal a kiss before she left. 

Leaning in she pressed her lips softly to Shea's, as she held her kiss Shea's lips parted. Trish instinctively slipped her tongue between her lips finding Shea's. To her surprise Shea kissed back with a passion that only lovers would have. Trish felt a warming in her heart at the thought Shea may be her lover. It was still too early to tell but she thought Shea may be warming up to the idea of really being with another woman, and just maybe her.

The morning light was glaring through the window onto Shea's face. She opened her eyes slightly as the glare painfully reminded her it was time to get up. Blocking the light she opened her eyes more taking in the visual details of her location. She was on the couch in her living room. Propping up on her elbows Shea was made aware of her state of undress. She must have past out during the game last night, she was still naked. Shea looked around quickly for Trish but she wasn't there. Shea found the note on the table and read it. Shea read the part about the egg and then realized it was still buried deep inside her. Somewhat disgusted with her self for getting so carried away last night Shea quickly reached down and pulled on the wire. The egg came sliding out with a little pop at the end. Shea was amazed at how wet it still was. She realized at that moment how sore her stomach was. I t felt like she had been doing sit ups all night long. As she found the other end of the wire Shea observed the control was still set on 5.

Shea thought for a moment then realized that wicked little minx Trish left her here on the couch in an orgasmic coma with this thing on all night long. The batteries must have gone dead sometime during the night. Shea told her self that if she ever got the chance she would make her pay and pay good for that.

Shea stumbled to the bathroom to take her morning shower as the fog of last night lifted from her memory. As she made it to the door of the bathroom all she could think about was how bad she wanted Trish to put her mouth on her down there. Turning towards the tub Shea observed the fuzzy ball of dark red hair piled up next to the tub. It was her pubic hair; she really did cut it last night. Looking down Shea could see her pussy still red and swollen from the pleasurable torment she went through on the couch. Adjusting the water to a comfortable warmth Shea slipped in behind the curtain. 

The warm water felt so good on her body, it washed away all of the aches and pains of a night sleeping on the couch. Lathering up her wash sponge Shea caressed her body as she soaped up. After washing her entire body Shea made her way down to her crotch; she always did that last so she wouldn't spread what ever she though was naughty or bad about that region all over her body. The soapy sponge felt different today, it was almost enjoyable as the mesh sponge glided over her tender flesh. Dropping the sponge into the tub Shea continued to rub her fingers over the thinned out pubic hair. It felt soft and fuzzy unlike before. The smooth flesh around her opening was so silky and felt so sexy she couldn't help but continue to touch. 

Shea turned to the water as it cascaded down and rinsed the soap off. Her fingers still danced across the smoothness of her new due. She began to trace the outline of her lips and clit as the warmth of the water heated up her flesh. "God it is so hot and juicy down there." She thought as her finger dipped in for a small treat. It had been years since she masturbated in the shower but today she was going to work it for all she could. Shea's mind was overloaded with sex and anything she did turned her on that much more. 

After bringing her self to a small orgasm in the shower Shea snapped out of her sexual trance and realized she was late for work. Jumping out she grabbed a towel and dried off quickly, it would take her half an hour just to get dress without drying her hair. Shea looked at the clock and contemplated calling in sick, she knew she wouldn't make it in until after lunch so half the day was lost already. 

After making the call Shea sat on the edge of her bed wrapped in her towel. With work out of the way she had about nine hours to get ready for the dinner so she was going to take her time. Shea looked up over her dresser to the mirror. She saw a woman she had never seen before, a beautiful sexual woman that was finally coming out into her own. Standing she walked over in front of the dresser and dropped her towel. Shea examined her body as she turned to see all of her figure. Shea was proud of her figure even though she never showed it off. Shea liked the way her stomach looked; flat with a small belly button. She admired her firm round buttocks as she ran her hands over it. Facing the mirror again Shea glided her hands up to her breast cupping each one. Her nipples naturally reacted to the touch snapping to attention, they were dark red and stuck out straight foreword. Shea weighed her breast finding them not too heavy; the size of them was just to her liking. They were full and positioned just at the right height on her chest. If she turned around looking over her shoulder she could see the sides of them peeking out from the side of her ribcage.

As Shea looked over her shoulder she allowed one hand to slip down her body to the soft fleshy area just above her pussy. There use to be a tuft of hair there that hid everything from her view but now it was gone. Only a manicured patch of auburn hair accented the area now, from her view she could see more bare flesh than hair. Shea looked closer at her secret treasure; it was like new to her. She was intrigued by its appearance were before she wouldn't have given it a second look. 

Shea wasn't a prude but she was taught that the area was not to be fooled with very much. You pee, and sometimes if the right guy was committed to you then you used it for sex but other than that it was to be locked away in the back of the mind. Shea had seen pictures in anatomy books of what the female reproductive system looked like but they were old photos. The vagina in the photos were covered with hair making it difficult to see the details of the anatomy. Curious Shea decided to inspect her new found femininity. 

Taking both hands she tried to pull the flesh upward to bring more of her pussy into view. After a few fruitless attempts she though she could lay on the bed with her legs open and see it in the mirror. This resulted in an aerial view of her little love box but still no great details. Shea pondered the problem for a few minutes then she remembered the old hand held mirror she had stashed away in the back of her linen closet. 

After retrieving it Shea went back into the bedroom plopping on the bed and positioned the mirror down between her legs. The image she saw was not as clear as she had hoped; maybe it was the lack of bright light in her bedroom. Shea quickly scampered into the bathroom and turned on the bright lights over her mirror. "That should do the trick." She thought. As the room lit up Shea dropped the lid on the toilet taking a seat at the front edge. Lowering the mirror between her legs Shea was treated to the most amazing glorious sight she had ever witnessed. Staring back at her in the mirror was the most delicate, soft, supple, sumptuous, thing she had ever seen. Shea observed with great detail the outline of the outer lips, the slight protruding of the inner lips, the hue of pink that colored the flesh, and the little bump from under its hood that perched at the top of her pussy.

Shea couldn't believe she had something so beautiful between her legs. Reaching down she parted her lips slightly allowing her to see the entrance to her inner sanctum. The color was a darker pink and there was visible moisture surrounding it, to Shea it was the first time she ever laid eyes on such a sight. Shea visually explored her self for a few more minutes when she realized she had never seen the hole adjacent to the one she was falling in love with. Placing the mirror on the floor Shea squatted over it opening up her legs and exposing all of her lower region. Shea looked closely at her little butt-hole; it was small and had a hint of brown color to it. Checking to make sure it wasn't poop she explored her rear exit. Squatting like she was Shea also realized how open it made her pussy appear her lips were like pedals on a flower opening to the morning light. It didn't take long before Shea had a finger tracing outlines of both opening as she watched in the mirror. Small tingles shot through her body as she lightly touched each nerve. Shea was moving towards a dangerous action, she knew if she continued touching her self the way she was it would end with her lying on the floor masturbating for the next couple of hours.

Shea snapped out of her fog and resolved her self to prepare for the events of the evening. As she moved to stand Shea glanced at her toes seeing the need for a pedicure. "Oh that looks awful!" She said to her self.

Throwing on some panties and wind pants Shea retrieved the sweat shirt she wore the day she went to NYC. Checking her bank balance on line to see if she had enough for a Pedi Shea called her nail salon and made an appointment. Shea wasn't a big time client but the place was cheap and most of the time they had an opening during the mid day. 

Shea returned home after her trip to the nail salon and had a late lunch. It was around 2:30 and she figured she should eat something now that way she wouldn't be starving while she was getting ready for the party.

After lounging around for a few hours Shea started to prepare for the evening. For precautions Shea took a hot bath with scented bath salts to make her skin glow and smell good. She washed her hair with a lightly scented shampoo and had sure her legs were shaved as close as humanly possible. She wanted to make sure everyone thought she was classy and took care of her self.

Shea took her time drying off making sure not to dry her skin out. A small amount of lotion in all of the right areas and Shea was absolutely glowing. Wrapping her hair in a towel she ventured out into the living room naked from the hair down. Her light golden body on display for anyone to see, Shea thought it was too bad no one could see her. "What in the hell" she said. Why was she thinking like that? Too bad no one could see her naked body? Shea blushed at the idea she wanted to be seen by a stranger on worst yet someone she knew. 

Returning to the bedroom Shea began drying her hair and styling it for tonight. 

Looking at the clock Shea saw it was 7:45 pm; her ride would be here very soon. Looking in the mirror she double checked her hair and makeup before she put on the dress. Everything looked splendid, her hair had just enough curl in it to allow her auburn color to sparkle in the light and her make up was just right. Shea never wore a lot of makeup so she only highlighted the areas that would draw attention to her natural beauty. 

Standing she turned towards the bed to retrieve the dress. There it was, a golden shimmer of over indulgence. What in the world was she doing putting on $25,000 worth of dress? Slowly and carefully she slipped the dress up her legs over her hips. It felt odd as the fabric brushed against her bare ass. She had only gone without panties once before but she was told by Trish that this dress couldn't have panties lines. Since she didn't own a thong or g-string her only option was to go without. With the dress in place over her hips she lifted the front panel up covering her bare breast. The coolness of the fabric brought her nipple to attention immediately. Shea understood the need for no bra in this dress; it was a no brainier, no back.

With the dress secured by the snaps on the collar Shea was able to quickly admire her self in the mirror. "Now I understand why Trish loves this dress." She said out loud. Walking over to the side of her bed she slipped the golden shoes on her slender feet. Lifting one foot then the other onto her bed she buckled the little strap behind her heel holding the shoes in place. 

Shea noticed how good her feet look in those golden sandaled heels. Her pedicure looked great, it was the first time she had a French Pedi but it really looked classy in the heels.

Shea was putting the backs on her ear rings as the door buzzer sounded. The limo was here and as the invitation stated it was 8:00pm on the dot.

As Shea exited the building she found the driver standing at the open door of the car holding a glass of champagne. 

"Ms. Egan pleased to make you acquaintance. Would you please mind your head as you enter the vehicle." The drive said.

Shea reached out and offered her hand to the driver. With eloquent manners he took her hand holding it delicately and gave her a gentleman's nod. With chivalrous assistance Shea turned to enter the limo. As she leaned foreword her dress draped open revealing her breast to the drive that was standing beside her as she got in. Shea blushed from the embarrassment of flashing the driver but he made no comment to the fact only acting as if nothing ever happened. Handing her the glass he said, "Please make yourself comfortable, the travel time will be approximately an hour so if you would like more champagne the bottle is located just in front of you in the chilling bucket."

With that he shut the door and walked around to the front. Shea looked around the large area inside the limo; there was a lot of empty space with just her in the back. Over on the other side of the vast cavern she spotted the chilling bucket. Looking at it closely she could barely make out the label on the neck of the bottle. What ever language it was she sure as heck couldn't read it but it must have been high end, the taste was remarkable. The limo pulled away from her front stoop beginning an adventure Shea would never forget. 



Freyja Inc. Ch. 03



The drive was long and uneventful; the city lights faded almost half an hour ago, the pitch black of night was all Shea could see through the window now. Shea had no idea where she was at this point; her sense of direction was horrible. 

The limo started to slow down as she felt it navigate a series of long winding curves. Shea could see the faint glow of light up ahead when the car turned to the right each time. 

The limo slowed to almost a complete stop as the gates opened allowing access to the compound where the dinner party was taking place. Shea was impressed at the scenery as they drove down the long drive towards the massive mansion perched atop the low hill. Looking out the window she could see large statues of marble, stone, and some of bronze. They looked somewhat familiar but yet foreign. 

The limo pulled up to the steps leading to the main door and stopped. A few seconds later the door opened and there stood a charming older man dressed in coat and tails. Extending his hand out, he greeted Shea. "Welcome Ms. Egan, we have been expecting you. Please allow me to assist you." 

Shea took his hand and slipped out of the limo. In doing so here skirt rode up her thighs exposing a copious amount of leg. As she stood adjusting her skirt back down Shea pleaded to her self, "OH please don't let him see my pussy as I got out." Finding the hem of the skirt Shea realized that it was about three inches below her crotch. If he would have looked he surely could have seen her most private parts. A small blush came over her as he walked her to the door. 

Shea looked around quickly to see if there was an address on the building, nothing was visible near the door. Glancing over her shoulder for a plaque or sign she found a small parking lot full of limos, there had to be nine or ten of them all parked side by side. 

As they approached the doors opened with another charming older gentleman standing there in coat and tails. "Greetings Ms. Egan do come in."

Shea was speechless as she crossed the threshold; this had to be the most beautiful house in the state of New York. The house was decorated with antique furnishings along with great works of art. The owner must have been loaded to have this kind of décor in there house.

Shea stood there looking around in a haze similar to a little kid in a candy store taking in as much as possible but not really understanding the value of what they saw. 

"Ah Ms. Egan, you have arrived. We have been waiting for you to start. Please follow me." Shea turned to she who it was speaking to her. It was the lady she saw at NYC. She looked so elegant tonight; there was a different look to her compared to that day at NYC. Tonight she looks goddess like dressed up in her formal gown with her hair styled, at NYC she was very much business in her dress and domineer. 

Shea followed her into a room off of the main entrance; inside there was a gathering of people. Shea could make out nine, ten, no eleven people standing around talking. Some had glasses of champagne and others had wine. All of them were female, and all of them were dressed formally. The lady Shea was following walked right up to two women over to the left of the room. "Ladies I would like to introduce you to Ms. Shea Egan." 

Shea looked up to see the other two women from the ball. They were stunning in appearance just like the first woman she followed. Each one politely held out their hand and greeted her but oddly enough none of them ever mentioned their name. It was something that made Shea a little uncomfortable at the time. They knew who she was but she doesn't know who they were. "This will make it a little tougher to track down this story." She thought.

Once the greetings were through the tall raven haired lady she just met announced that dinner would be served in the next room. With that all of the ladies started to maneuver towards the direction she pointed. Entering the room Shea observed the biggest table she had ever seen. This thing had to be thirty plus feet long and seven or eight feet wide. The place settings were on the table but arranged in an awkward fashion. On one side there were three plates and chairs while on the other it looked set for the remainder of the party. 

"Ladies you will notice a name card at each setting, if you would please take your assigned set." The first woman she meet said as they entered the room.

Starting at one end Shea read the names as she passed them by, searching for the one card that looked familiar. There it was, quickly Shea took her seat and adjusted her chair. She wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible since she wasn't really invited to take that test. She tried hard not to draw attention to her self. It was then she realized she was seated in the middle of the table directly across from the three ladies hosting the party. "HOLY CRAP!" she thought as the reality of the situation set in. She was going to have to look and possible speak to the women she was investigating. This was painfully awkward for her. She wasn't a skilled investigator and she surely didn't have a commonality with these women. It would be a long night if they started to ask her questions. 

Shea remembered how her mother would change subjects without anyone knowing during Thanksgiving dinner. Her Grandmother and Aunts would always grill mom about things she didn't want them to know about so skillfully she would change the subject in mid sentence if necessary. Shea thought hard on how she use to do that, yeah deflect questions to the one next to you, bounce the question back, if it gets to personal ask a personal question of the one asking you. 

Arming her self with mom's defenses Shea refocused her attention to the rest of the girls in the party. Nine, nine other girls were on her side of the table. All of them looked very pretty and young. Guessing age she would put them between twenty two to thirty. Shea placed herself in the middle since she was twenty five now. As she closely inspected all of them she noticed two of the girls were slightly underdressed for the occasion. Their dresses were more of a cocktail dress than formal. Shea also spotted a tattoo on the shoulder blade of another girl; it was too big for the strap of her dress to hide. 

"Ladies dinner will be served in just a few moments. We would like to thank each and everyone of you for attending our little party. There are rules for tonight just like there have been rules for everything you have done up till now. Conversation will be limited to politics, religion, and sexuality. No personal information will be shared and no questions involving the operations or functions of the organization hosting this party. Now please enjoy the fine food and let use make this a pleasant evening." The Lady on the left of the three said as everyone took their seat.

Across from Shea were three of the most beautiful women she had ever laid eyes one. To the left was a honey blonde, hazel eyed, tanned, glamour queen that would make any man or woman melt. Her lips were full and lush with just a hint of pout when she held her mouth closed. The lines of her figure would test the tensile strength of any zipper holding back a slab of masculinity. To guess, she would be an over abundant D cup with a thin waist and apple shaped posterior. Shea couldn't make out her legs because both times she has seen her she was wearing a long dress but the way it clung to her body Shea knew this woman was Venus de Milo come to life.

In the middle sat the raven haired beauty that sent them into the dinner room. Her hair was long and strait resembling flowing black silk from a far of land. The soft brown eyes hide the fact she was strong physically and mentally. Her face had high bone structure giving her an exotic appearance but her skin tone was lighter than the one on her left. Shea could almost place the look but it eluded her for now. Being the tallest one of the three her figure appeared slim. Upon closer inspection Shea could tell that this woman was not lacking in the feminine attributes. Her shoulders were wide but her rib cage was narrow. Her breast were deceptive in there appearance, they looked small because of the width of her shoulders but if you looked at them individually you would see that they were between a C and D cup. Her hips were just like her ribs narrow and slim but there was a curve to them which allowed her back side to look like a small heart turned upside down. If you saw her in a corporate office you would think she was the boss, in the gym she would be the warrior princess, but tonight she was the mysterious sultry heiress one would read about in a romance novel.

The final lady was the one Shea saw at NYC. She was the smallest of the three but by far not the smallest in regards to personality. This goddess of love had cotton blonde hair curled in ringlets falling down over her shoulders. At NYC her hair was straight and pulled back in a pony tail extending far down her back. Her eyes were bright blue and appeared to see right through your soul when she fix them upon you, it would be difficult to not tell her anything she wanted to know if asked. Her skin was an alabaster tone with small amounts of color along her cheeks. Her bosom was not as large as the other two but in comparison they were as big as Shea's. Like Shea she too had on a backless dress sporting no bra so the protrusions coming off her well rounded globes stood out like small thumbs, Shea couldn't help but notice. The athletic figure she had was amazing; it looked like you could bounce a bowling ball off of her stomach and her butt stood out hard and firm. If she squeezed it she could probably crush a can or something like that. This one was the epitome of a Nordic Goddess. She was the little Barbie doll every man fantasizes about.

As the small talk began waiters began flowing out of the side door bringing covered plates to each person. It was the most interesting thing Shea had seen; each girl had a different meal placed in front of them. It had too have taken an army of cooks to make each one different. Placed in front of Shea was a small game hen baked in a basil and cream sauce garnished with spinach and baby ears of corn. A white wine was placed next to her glass of water before she could even finish taking in the meal on her plate. 

Looking back and forth she noticed that most of the girls had something different. There were three that had some form of steak, four with a seafood style dish, one with duck, one with veal, and hers. Shea knew that the meal in front of her was her favorite but did all of the girls receive their favorite also? Last to be placed were the hostess's meal; each one had a different meal as well. The one on the left had abalone which was rare on the east coast, the one in the middle had a bird of some kind slightly smaller than the one on Shea's plate, and the one on the right had sashimi with ginger and wasabi. 

As the dinner progressed conversation echoed in the room. The girls on Shea's side of the table talked amongst them selves with little interaction from the three hostesses Shea was able to deflect questions from her neighbors similar to he mother back home. She never really answered any of the questions but made the girls feel like she spilled all of her personal thoughts out to them in her answers. Shea noticed at one point two of the hostesses listening very intently to her answer to a question on sexuality. After her answer they just looked at each other out of the corner of their eye and nodded once.

Shea knew she was busted; it was painfully obvious to her that the three hostesses knew she was not one of the girls they asked to take the test. 

After the meal everyone returned to the previous room for cocktails. Each of the hostesses made a point to go by and speak with each girl there separately asking a question regarding one of the three topics allowed for conversation. The night had passed by quickly and the clock struck midnight, with that the three women that had been there hosts for the evening drew the party to a close and thanked each one for attending. Just before they excused themselves they announced that each girl's driver would bring their limo around to take them home.

As the three walked out of the room Shea knew right then her story was lost. No further instructions were given at the party no presentation as to whom they were, nothing just small talk a nice meal and expensive champagne. She just wanted to curl up and die; the thought of having to continue to work at a dead end position at a crappy rag was just too depressing.

As her driver escorted her down the front steps to the limo Shea thought what a waste it was to be this dressed up and not have someone there to appreciate it with her.

The lights of the city were growing brighter as they approached. Shea was sad that she probably would never have the chance to enjoy the life she always wanted; big newspaper reporter. As she stared out the window the partition rolled down between her and the driver. "Ms. Egan do you have any pets?" The driver asked with a phone up to his ear. Shea thought it strange and some what scary that he would ask that not knowing what or who he was on the phone with. 

"No, they are not allowed in my building" She replied.

The driver returned to his conversation on the phone relaying the information. A few "Yes Madame" and a "As you wish" and the conversation was over. The limo driver turned his head and looked out the side mirror before he slowed down enough to turn the car around back in the direction they were coming from. 

Shea leaned foreword and asked, "What are you doing? Is there a problem? They said you would take me home."

The driver responded, "No problem Madame, my employers want me to return you to the estate."

"Why, did I forget something?" she replied.

The partition went back up without an answer and the ride back to the estate began.

As the limo approached the grounds the gate swung open granting entrance. The drive up the rode this time was much different. There were no lights on in the yard, the statues were lost to the black of night and the front of the mansion was sparsely light. 

As the limo pulled to a stop the door opened again revealing the same gentleman that helped her out earlier this evening, "Ah Ms. Egan so happy you could join us again so soon." he said. 

Being more careful this time Shea slipped out of the limo with her skirt in place concealing the naked flesh under her dress.

As she entered the front doors she was greeted by the doorman that was there for the second time that night. He instructed her to go to a room over on the opposite side of the large entryway. It was not the direction she went earlier. Walking into a small study the door closed behind her and she felt very alone. She had been found out and now they were going to dispose of her like all criminal gangs do with sneaky reports. That thought kept running though her mind when a door opened on the wall to her left. In walked the three ladies of the manor, this time they were dress alike in black pants, white blouse, black heels, and a black jacket. They looked like corporate lawyers on a TV drama. 

"Shea Egan, twenty five years of age, born to Keane Egan and his wife Winona Egan of Stonebrook Ohio, graduate with honors from the Journalism School at Ohio State University, resides at 17832 Cannon St. apartment 7G New York City New York. Your employer is the New York Daily Courier and you work in the fashion and social scene department for a MR Quinn. You are single with no long lasting relationship and you seem to be financially strapped living paycheck to paycheck." The tall one said. 

Shea looked at them white as a ghost. They knew everything about her as if they were investigators for the FBI.

"You were not on our list of candidates, but somehow you managed to find out about our test and knew the pass word to access it." The honey blond one said.

"Intriguingly enough you scored the highest marks on the test than anyone has even done. That is why we extended the invitation to you for our dinner tonight." The small blonde said.

"We were curious as to how you did this but after seeing you tonight and watching you interact with the other candidates we came to the conclusion that you are very resourceful and have talents that may serve us well." The tall one said.

"It is rare to find a person of your financial background wearing a twenty five thousand dollar dress. Most of the other candidates used their parents' money to purchase a dress for the evening but we found no such transaction in your records. It's also interesting how you never gave a full answer to a question yet made everyone feel as if you revealed all of your inner most personal thought on the subject." The small blonde added. 

"Because of these things we felt it appropriate to bring you back for the final test before we take on our new trainees." The honey blonde one said.

Shea stood there speechless, she didn't know if she was suppose to respond to the statements or just stand there dumbfounded as they continued.

"We know everything about you there is to know, even the fact that more than likely you planned on exposing our organization in an article to further your career in the journalistic world." The tall one stated." That how ever will never be allowed, as of now you no longer work for the NYDC. As we speak a letter of resignation is being delivered to them on your behalf."

A beaten look came over Shea as that fact was revealed to her. No job meant no way to support her self and with cut backs in all of the papers she knew she wouldn't find employment elsewhere.

"Know that we have that settled we want you to know we are very impressed with you so far. Let's see how well you do the rest of the way." The small blonde said.

"If you would please join the other girls in the parlor, it is the room you were in earlier tonight before dinner." The honey blonde lady said before they exited the room through the door them entered from.

Shea watched as they left her alone and then had a small tear come to her eye as the reality of her situation rush to the forefront of her mind. With out a job she would be broke, no way to pay rent and no help from her parents. It was if she had been beat down and had the life sucked out of her in less than sixty seconds. Slowly Shea turned and walked out and across to the parlor where she was instructed to go. When she entered the room there were four other girls standing around gleefully talking under there breath to each other, Shea was the only one who didn't have an aura of excitement about her. 

The three ladies walked in the room single file dressed as if they worked in a lab. The only thing different from the quick meeting Shea had with them was their jacket, lose the black one and replace it with a white lab coat.

"Girls if you would please line up across the room facing us on the black tiles there on the floor." The tallest lady said. 

Scurrying to a tile all of the girls but Shea made it to the spot in less than two seconds. Shea moved slowly with her head tilted down slightly knowing her grave situation was about to get worse.

"We would like to congratulate you for making it this far. Each of you will receive a five thousand dollar check for compensation of your efforts on the test and at the dinner. That money is yours right now if you would like to leave. If you choose to stay you will have to complete the next phase before the offer is extended again. Right now is the time to decide if you want to move forward or leave this instance." the tall one stated.

One of the girls asked, "What is the next phase? Is it so bad we would want to take the money and run?"

The reply she got was simple and in unison, "Yes."




Freyja Inc. Ch. 03



After a few minutes to contemplate the issue one of the girls decided to take the money and leave, four remained standing in the room.

"Ladies at this time you will be put through the most degrading situation any of you have ever experienced. If at any time you refuse to do what is asked you will be relieved of your position in the training school. Is that clear ladies?" The small blonde said.

Each girl nodded her head in acknowledgement of the statement as they stood there wide eyed at the news of being put through something degrading. Shea still had little to no response other then moving her head. She was as low as she could go so what else could they do to make it worse.

In a whirl of movement four young handsome men entered the room each carrying a black leather travel bag. Walking in a line they maneuvered around behind then up next to each girl. The young men set the bag down in front of each girl then moved behind them. 

"Ladies at this time you will each in turn ask the gentleman behind you to remove your clothes. He will not jump at the chance so you must use you cunning and sexual appeal to convince him he should do so." The honey blonde stated.

Starting with the one on the far end things went bad from there on; first off none of the girls expected this. After the first girl protested slightly they reminded her that she chose to stay and unless she completed the order she would be sent out empty handed. Begrudgingly she started to talk to the gentleman behind her rubbing on his chest and speaking in a sexy voice to no avail. Turning to the three examiners she said, "He won't do what he is suppose to do."

The three ladies made notes on their clipboards and then instructed her to remove her clothes her self and hand them to the gentleman for proper storage. Again she protested slightly before she realized they were about to send her home with out anything. Timidly she started to remove her clothes letting her dress pool around her ankles. Shea could see her in her peripheral vision as she made a feeble attempt to cover her semi naked body. Next she removed her bra exposing her small but perky tits. The bra had to be a push up because when it was on she had more cleavage than her small tits could muster on their own. Sliding her panties down her legs the girl quickly covered her crotch with on hand as she crossed her chest with the other. 

The young gentleman behind her moved forward and gathered up her clothes placing them inside the black bag and moved across the room behind the three inquisitors running the show.

The next two girls were a little more into the test because they had time to think about the situation longer. Each though had the same difficult problem getting the man behind them to remove their clothes for them. Each ending with self degradation and shamefully stripping out of their own clothes. 

Shea watched with no emotion as the girls removed their clothes. She observed their breast and noted in the back of her mind the size and shape of them, she watched as each uncovered their shaved pussy leaving nothing to the imagination. Yet inside she felt no shame or fear of what was going on. To her the only thing she dreamed of was gone and know she was an empty shell void of emotion.

When it was Shea's turn to tempt the man behind her something flashed in her soul. Control, she wanted control of everything around her. Stripped of her career and being alone in the big city she would have to use the tools given naturally to her. 

Like a she devil seductress Shea's whole domineer changed in an instant. Turning to the man she had a wicked flame in her eye, it was obvious to everyone in the room. Grabbing a hand full of hair on the back of his head Shea torques it side ways to allow her access to his lips as she planted a monster kiss melting the glacier of ice around his inner most desires. With lips locked and tongues dancing Shea took his other hand guiding it up her side over the bare flesh left exposed by her dress until she reached her left breast. Giving him a small sample of their shape and feel Shea allowed his hand to fondle her breast before moving it up behind her neck placing it over the snaps that held the collar together on her dress. Coaxing him to release the snaps Shea was successful in getting the top of her dress removed. 

As Shea was working the young man the three ladies in charge were busy taking notes as they watched her work, the three naked girls standing to her side watched with mouths wide open and blushing at the display.

Lowering his hand down her torso over her breast Shea let out a low animal growl as his hand crossed over her breasts. Pushing his hand down to the waist of her dress she broke the kiss but held firmly to the mane of hair as she pulled his face down even with her hard nipples. Taking his queue he sucked one then the other into his mouth giving both sensitive marbles a quick nibble. Shea's body responded sending electrical charges through her system awakening her sexual desires. The flow of moisture began to coat her inner walls leaking out onto her delicate lips waiting below.

Shea pressed down on his head lowering him to her waist leaving him eye level with her crotch. Releasing his hand she held his head steady as he moved both hand to the top of the fabric concealing her lower body. The hands on her hips felt hot melting her flesh as they slowly pulled the dress down. Inch by inch the dress relinquished more sensual treasures as it traveled down the curve of her ass. Shea pulled his face closer as the area just above her pussy came into view. The patch of auburn hair became visible just as his nose was thrust into her mound. 

Shea's eyes were closed now as the image of Trish flashed in her mind. The picture of her mouth coming in contact with her sweet spot drew Shea's breath just as she lifted her hips forcing her clit onto the young mans nose. The hot air leaving him mouth coursed over her wet pussy as she started grinding his face into her womanly hot zone. She could smell her sex as he slowly lowered the dress prolonging the action so he could enjoy more of her feminine delights.

Shea stepped out of the dress leaving on only her shoes, the young man caressed her legs as he made his way down to her feet all the while genteelly letting his tongue dance lightly over her protruding lips. Shea quivered as she felt the hot wet tongue dance over her pussy. Trish was on her mind but the man between her legs was doing what she dreamed Trish would do. 

With each shoe removed Shea held him to her pussy for a moment longer before releasing him and turning back to face the women that put her through this ordeal. 

Gathering up the garment and shoes the male recipient of Shea's exhibition move foreword to place them in the black bag. It was obvious to everyone there he was aroused by the large bulge straining to be set free in his trousers. Taking his place behind the three masters of ceremony he clasped his hand over his bulge trying to hide it from all who could see.

"Amazing, you made him do what you wanted without saying a word. That is the kind of control one needs to be able to succeed in this kind of world." The small blonde replied.

Shea's blood was boiling; her mind was going into overdrive thinking of Trish and the events of last night. She was not paying much attention to what was said until she heard they would be staying there over night and their clothes would be returned to them in a couple of days.

Panicked she blurted out, "Oh I can't do that, I have to go the Marks Hotel first thing in the morning."

The tall lady looked at her with a disapproving eye then walked up to her and leaned into her ear, "Why do you need to be at the hotel in the morning?"

Shea softly said, "I have to return the dress and shoes to my friend or she will be fired if they find out the dress is missing."

"Well we have a situation here. You can not leave until we are ready for you to. It looks like you may need someone to return it for you. Now who could do that? Maybe the young man who you so skillfully controlled would be willing to do you a favor." She said in a business like tone.

Turning she walked over to the young man and whispered in his ear. Nodding he looked straight foreword and held his place like a statue.

"I think you may need to convince him to it would be worth his wild to do such a favor." She thundered as she turned to Shea.

Shea looked at her, then the man whom she desperately needed to return her dress. He stood there stone faced and motionless. The lady must have instructed him to resist. Shea pondered the problem for a few seconds then noticed his bulge was still prevalent. She thought to her self I have nothing to lose; my life has already been turned upside down. 

In a cat like manner she moved across the room bringing her self face to face with the man. "A kiss won't do this time." She thought. Placing both hands on his shoulders she slowly started to slink down his body dragging her hands over his strong chest until she was face to face with his bulge. Leaning in she bit his firm bulge lightly causing him to flinch. The young man never looked down as she nudged and nibbled on his package. He was trying his best to not give in per his instructions from his boss. 

Shea knew at that moment she would have to follow through with her little dare, releasing the button and lowering the zipper of his trousers she released the restraints on his manhood. Dipping one hand inside his pants she uncoiled his shaft revealing a piece of meat she hadn't seen in over a year. "God has it been that long since I was with a man?" she contemplated as she tugged it to its full length. 

Shea looked up at his face seeing a handsome young man about her age, not a pretty boy but a sculpted man like those in the art decorating the walls of the mansion she was in. Hoisting the rod of hard flesh up, she mentally measured it comparing it to the waiter at the ball. It was about the same. There was one difference though, the base was clear of fuzzy hair. The man was manicured down there making his organ look longer than it actually was. 

Shea leaned in closer preparing to take him in her mouth; the scent of his musk filled her nostrils causing an animalistic reaction in her mind. Her mouth opened and her tongue licked up the full length form base to tip. The taste of his flesh was heavenly, she wanted more. Bathing his shaft with wet long strokes Shea worked him and her self up; she wanted him in her mouth now. 

With one smooth bob of her head she took half of his cock into her mouth. Rolling her tongue over the head and along the underside of his shaft as she repeatedly performed the same maneuver time and time again. Shea's eyes closed as she licked and sucked on the rod of flesh in her mouth. The image of Susie taking her lovers cock deep into her throat move to the forefront, Shea pressed foreword trying to take his long shaft down her throat. It wouldn't go, disappointed in her inability to swallow his length she quickly returned to her previous action. 

Shea was beyond embarrassment now, she was horny. Reaching down between her legs she piddled and fondled her clit shooting jolt after jolt of pleasure through her body. At one point with the cock deep in her mouth she moaned causing her male subject to shiver. Shea knew from the few times she had given head before that was a sign he was getting close to exploding. Speeding up her oral manipulation she began moaning more weakening his resolve. With her hand wrapped around the base of his cock she could feel his balls tighten up, the time was close. 

Pulling off his rod Shea looked up to her tormented male subject and said, "You will take my dress back in the morning won't you?" He nodded furiously as his need to release drew near. Thinking about her situation and the response Trish would have seeing a stranger return the dress Shea knew she needed to give her a message that would ease her mind about the well being of her new friend. 

"When you take the dress back I want you to give my friend Trish the same kind of hospitality I am giving you right now. Is that understood?" Shea said in between nibbles on the tender flesh of the bulb at the end of his cock.

"Oh yes Madame, yes Madame!" he blurted out just before his orgasm erupted launching a river of white across her chin and out onto the floor.

Applause broke out from the three ladies monitoring the whole proceedings. "That was mind-blowing Ms. Egan you just accomplished the goal without excess conversation and achieved your goal without a financial cost. I think you are going to workout just fine." The honey blonde ladies said in approval.

Shea stood up turned and walked back to her spot on the floor. There was a streak of hot cum guiding her way back to the location. Glancing over at the other girls she saw a hint of fear in their eyes as they realized they too may have to do something similar in the near future. Shea was beyond fear now; it was about survival and her livelihood.

Shea stood there for a moment, thoughts racing through her head, this morning she was a shy farm girl working hard to move ahead now she was in a situation were she would have to drop all of her inhibitions just to make it to the next day. What kind of person would she become? Shea prayed that it wouldn't be something she would be repulsed by when she looked in the mirror.

Lost in her own world Shea didn't hear what the women were saying but she did notice all of the men leave the room just as they came in single file. As the last one left on the other side of the room four older men walked in carrying thick white robes folded in a pretty fashion. Each one walked up behind a girl and stood. A fifth man came in seconds later and presented the tall raven haired woman a small white cloth folded just as neat as the robes. Taking it she leaned in and gave him some kind of instructions as she looked over towards Shea. He nodded affirmation and then spun on his heels leaving the direction from which he came.

Approaching Shea the tall woman took the cloth and carefully whipped the cum form her chin tenderly and caringly. Leaning in close to her ear she whispered, "You have done well tonight. I was surprised you stuck it out. We all thought you would run away but to our surprise you may be the best candidate we could hope for. Our plans were to crush you and force you to leave New York never to be heard from again because you infiltrated our testing, but as of yet you seem to be the one we may be looking for."

Her words were soft and almost soothing as she allowed a hint of compassion to reassure Shea she would be OK if she just continued to follow their instructions.

With a clap she ordered the older men to wrap the girls in robes, giving orders for the girls to follow them to their respective quarters for the night. As the procession marched up the wide stairs to the second floor each girl was taken to a guest room and granted a good night by the gentlemen escorting them. 

Shea walked over to the king size bed and collapsed. She was exhausted and her body and soul was in much need of rest. The clock on the night stand read 3:00 am as she curled up under the warm soft covers.

Shea awoke to a knock at the door to the room she was fast sleep in; the older gentleman that brought her to the room last night was there to wake her. Entering the room he informed her she was to shower and get dressed for breakfast. After a long hot shower and some time to think about the actions of the night before Shea ventured back out into the room to find clothes placed on the end of the bed that was already made. A white sports bra, white thong panties, a pair of white ankle socks, and a pair of white tennis shoes were all that she was given. A note was placed under the clothes that read, "After dressing in your uniform please return to the dinning hall for the morning meal."

Shea did as she was instructed.

**********

It was 9:45 am an hour and fifteen minute before the boutique opened. Trish was nervously awaiting Shea's arrival with the dress. Standing behind the counter she heard a knock on the glass door. Gleefully she sprung to the door only to find a man standing there holding a box tied with a bow. "Yes may I help you?" she said.

"I am here to return a package for Ms. Egan." He replied.

With disappointment in her voice she said, "I thought she was going to be returning it."

"Ms. Egan had something come up and will not be free for a couple of weeks so as a favor I am returning it for her." the man stated.

Opening the door she let him in the store locking the door behind him as he moved past her. "What is so important that she couldn't make it her self?" Trish asked.

He stated he was not at liberty to say but he did have a message for her if she would allow him. Walking him back toward the counter she asked what the message was. "I need to give it to you in a private location out of sight from anyone passing by." He stated.

Taking him behind the counter Trish walked over out of view from everyone in the lobby. "What is so important that we can't be seen?"

Setting the box on the counter he walked up directly in front of her and squatted down slowly bringing his face level with her crotch. Taking his hands he quickly slid up her skirt and revealed her pink lace panties. Hooking his thumbs under the elastic waist he jerked them down past her knees. Gasping as her nether region became exposed to this stranger Trish felt his thumbs pull up and out on her tender flesh around her clit. With one lightning fast movement his tongue was dancing over her clit before she could fight off his advance. 

Trish's body quivered under the oral assault to her little love button. Her mind went blank as she relented to his manipulation. With her pleasure rising she gave her self to the control of this strangers as he feasted on her increasingly aroused pussy. Stepping out of her panties Trish lifted one leg up onto a shelf under the counter allowing him more access to her hot little hole. His mouth moved with expert skill as he brought her to a level of bliss she had been missing for some time now. 

Trish was coating his chin with wet sex juice as his tongue dipped in deeper and deeper. Her mind was reeling as she felt his tongue explore the inner walls of her tunnel. Trish was floating now as her body convulsed with orgasm. Her pussy felt like it was flooding out an ocean of female cum while her nipples ticked with every heart beat like a bomb ready to go off. Falling back against the wall she let her orgasm rock through her body until she could regain some scenes of composure. 

The young stud between her legs relented his attack on her pussy standing to admire his handy work. As he did she saw the outline of his hard cock through the denim pants he had on. Trish was in sexual overdrive now and found the bulge more than she could resist. Reaching out she took hold of his pole and asked, "Is this part of the message also?"

"No, but it is the special delivery touch that I like to give." He said.

Ripping his fly open Trish descended down upon the rod of flesh like barbarians on Rome. With two quick bobs of her head she had most of his length in her watering mouth before he could slip his pants down below his hips. Pulling back she spit on the end of his cock lubing it up for her push to the base. Swallowing as the head reach the back of her throat Trish managed to take his shaft deep into her pipes pressing her lips firmly against the flat skin at the bottom. Staying there as long as she could she finally pulled back catching her breath before traversing the length again. Saliva running down her chin onto his weighted balls she stuck her tongue out coating them with lavish swipes until she had to breathe again. 




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The young stud couldn't hold off any longer, lifting her up he bent her over the counter pulling her skirt up over her round plump ass. Lining his tool up with her soaking hot slit he drove it deep into her with one smooth push. 

Trish threw her head back as the flame hot meat parted her inner walls forcing her to scream out in ecstasy but no sound escaped her lips. Drawing back he pulled out until only the tip remained in then drove deep into her again crushing her thighs against the counter. Trish was receiving a fucking of a life time from her courier stud. The last time she had a hard cock slam into her like this was seven months ago and she forgot just how good it felt. 

Wave upon wave of hot lust flowed through her as she was hammered deep. Trish was grunting and moaning with incoherent words as he plowed her from behind. The impact of every thrust was felt through out her body sending sparks out of all of her erogenous zones. 

As the massive quake of her orgasm hit Trish arched her back driving her ass hard against his crotch forcing her inner muscles to milk his cock with all of their might. The tight grip her pussy had on his cock triggered his balls to draw up and blast five heavy loads of molten hot seed into her painting her insides completely. 

Both fell foreword onto the counter gasping for air as their climax riddled their bodies. 

The young stud finally lifted him self up and slowly allowed his diminishing rod to slip from her gapping hole. Tucking his meat back in his pants he retrieved her panties and slipped them back up into place. Lowering her skirt he smoothed out the wrinkles and helped Trish up off the counter.

Turning to he new lover Trish planted a long wet kiss on his lips thanking him for the wonderful message. Breaking the kiss she said, "If you see Shea any time soon please tell her thank you for the most thoughtful message anyone could ever send."

Leaning back against the counter Trish watched as her messenger left the store thinking this would be a glorious day. 

********* 

As each girl came down for breakfast Shea observed the looks they were giving her as they passed. It was not her clothes that caused these looks because they all were dressed alike, it was the behavior of the night before that draw their disapproving eye. 

The meal was quite, no-one spoke a word as they finished the healthy breakfast. Shea was squirming slightly all through the meal; the thong panties were very uncomfortable to her. There seamed to be a wad of cloth crammed up her crack and she couldn't get it out. Shea had never worn a thong before so this was going to take some getting use to.

With their plates cleared the head butler came into the dinning hall and instructed the four girls to follow him. Making their way through the rest of the house towards to back each of the girls got a better look at what the mansion really looked like. The lavish décor of the front rooms was no comparison to the sheer decadence of the rest of the house. Artwork, sculptures, and antiques furnishings gave the residence the feel of a royal palace. 

Exiting the main building the butler turned over the four girls to a middle aged gentleman dressed as a chauffeur. Leading the way he marched the girls to a porte cochere where a limousine awaited. Opening the door for them he ushered them inside and prepared for departure. Each girl took a respective corner in the large open seating area. None appeared to be overly friendly at this point but each one measured the other girls to see who they could trust and who they couldn't.

As the car pulled out onto the state highway Shea could only imagine they were being taken back into the city. Adjusting her self may times Shea tried to find a way to make her self comfortable with that cord of fabric running up her butt crack. Wiggling around as she was drew the attention of the skinny girl across from her, "Are you some kind of slut or something?"

Shea looked out the window as if she didn't hear her.

"I mean with that display you put on last night I would guess you make a living doing those kinds of things." She said trying to elicit some kind of response from Shea.

Shea turned and looked her in the eyes with a cold stare. "You think I wanted to do that? You don't know anything do you? You don't understand who they are?" 

"They know everything about us from where we grew up to how much money we have in the bank today. I had a job yesterday and an apartment; now because of them I have nothing. They sent a letter of resignation to my boss, took me out in the middle of nowhere, and I didn't even know what to tell friends so no-one knows where I'm at. I don't know about you but it feels like I have been kidnapped." Shea scolded her accuser as a tear trickled down her cheek.

All of the girl's faces became pale as the reality of the words Shea just uttered came to light.

"The things you saw me do last night were out of survival, I don't know about the rest of you but I have to play along with their game until I can find a way out. They don't want me to get out because I would expose their little organization. I am a newspaper writer and I was starting an investigation into their activities. I believe they are an organized criminal group that deals in stolen art." Shea continued to say as the girls all started to scoot closer. "Do you think they are going to kill us if we don't do what they ask?" one of the girls asked.

"I don't know but they have tried to keep everything about them as secretive as possible. I don't think they would want someone to get out and open there mouth about what goes on at that house." Shea replied.

All four girls became quiet reflecting their own personal situation as the limo continued down the road toward the city. 

Watching out the window Shea could see the landmarks of the city as they made their way deep into the metropolis. Most of the buildings were unfamiliar but she could occasionally make out a street name to place her location. 

The limo pulled into an underground parking garage and made its way down a spiral drive until it came to a closed lot. The arm opened allowing the limo entrance and closed quickly behind them. As the limo came to a stop both doors to the back of the limo flew open; standing there were two of the young men from the night before. Politely they asked the girls to exit the vehicle and follow them.

The young men led them to an elevator and up countless number of floors. When the door opened Shea could make out the unmistakable layout of a doctors office. The lead escort walked down the hall stopping in front of an open room. Turning to the first girl he said, "If you would please go in and prepare yourself for the doctor. Place all of you clothes on the counter and put on the gown."

The same was repeated for each girl until all were safely tucked away in a room. After a few minutes each girl was visited by a nurse, their job was to collect a blood sample from each girl and make sure they were ready for the doctor.

Shea sat there in her gown awaiting the doctor; when the door finally opened she saw a very attractive woman dressed in a white lab coat and thin rimmed glasses. Looking at the chart in her hand she said, "I see it has only been four months since your last exam. There shouldn't be any problem but we will give it a look see anyway."

Shea was shocked that her medical records were here in that chart, but then after what she has seen in the last twenty hours it wasn't that far fetched. 

The doctor asked her to lie back as she moved over to the side of the bed. "First we will do the breast exam."

Unlike her regular doctor this lady didn't talk much as she moved in closer. Shea liked it when her doctor made small talk, it keep her mind off of the exam and made her less nervous.

Shea watched the ladies face as she opened the gown exposing her breast. There was a smile on her face and a light in her eye that was strangely familiar. Placing her hands on Shea's right breast the doctor began massaging the soft flesh as she performed the exam. Her hands were warm and tender, not harsh in their movement but almost sensual. Shea continued to look into her eyes as her hands slowly made their way around the entire breast stopping at the edge of her areola. 

The doctor stopped for a second retrieving something out of her pocket. Bringing it into view Shea could see it was a set of calipers, the ones with the sharp points on the curved ends. The doctor proceeded to measure the diameter of her areola and nipple writing the results down in her chart. Next she measured her nipple with the calipers to see how big it was. Once completed she moved to the other breast measuring first before kneading her flesh to check for lumps; at his point the exam was starting to become very strange. The doctor slowly started to move closer to Shea's breast as she finished the breast exam. With her face just a few inches away she smiled then blew very genteelly across her nipple causing it to react. Shea could feel the skin tighten as her little red bud sprang to life. The right nipple grew in stature as the doctor continued to coax it to full attention.

Shea was a little disturbed by this but she knew that if she protested they would get rid of her. 

The doctor quickly measured her nipple response noting the width and length of her dark red button. It was at that point the doctor took two of her fingers and placed them into her mouth. Removing them Shea could see a large amount of saliva stringing between them. Reaching out the doctor placed one finger on each side of Shea's nipple and lathered it up with her warm spit. The doctor continued to manipulate the red marble between her fingers and thumb until she elicited an aroused response from Shea. The low moan escaping Shea's lips informed the doctor that her nipple was now fully involved. As quickly as she turned Shea's heat up the doctor became clinical again and re-measured her nipple. Charting the measurements the doctor turned her attention to the left nipple for comparison. 

As the doctor teased and measured Shea's nipples the image of Trish scrolled through her mind like an old home move. Shea was having a problem controlling her body's reaction to the doctors testing. The more the doctor manipulated her flesh the more she dreamed of Trish MANIPULATING her wanton flesh. 

The doctor finished her work regarding Shea's breast and made her way around the table towards her lower half. Pulling the stirrups out and positioning them the doctor instructed Shea to secure her heels in the foot holds. As embarrassing as this is for all women it was that much more for Shea because at this moment she realized how damp she had become during the previous actions of the exam.

Pulling a rolling table over close to her side the doctor took her place between Shea's legs and scooted in close to her crotch for a good look. Visually inspecting her lower region first the doctor proceeded to touch the soft tender flesh along the side of the labia making her way up to the clitoral region. After the external palpation was complete the doctor produced the calipers for the second time today. With careful steady hands she clamped the points down measuring the width of the inner lips and the length at which they dangled. Using her fingers she parted the delicate tissue and measured the other side. 

Shea at this point was becoming extremely moist; her juices were flowing as the image of Trish returned to her mind. Shea's mind took the mental image and added the touching sensation from the doctor to create an erotic daydream. The doctor was no fool she was aware of the physical responses happening before her eyes. Quickly she needed to finish her measurements before Shea became too aroused. Pinching the calipers on her clit snapped Shea out of her little haze, the pin prick on the little nerve bundle did the trick. Continuing the exam the doctor charted all of the measurements and added notes as to the appearance i.e.: color, shape, texture, even noted the presence of moisture. 

The next thing the doctor did shocked the hell out of Shea. Taking the cold metal calipers she measured her little butt hole, the feel of the cold steel caused it to pucker. The doctor giggled as Shea gasped from the sudden shock. After charting her findings the doctor took out a small tube and squeezed a dollop of lube onto her finger. Shea unaware of the act was not expecting the next big shock as the doctor began rubbing the cold jelly like substance around her ass hole. With firm circular strokes the doctor worked the lube around and over Shea's back door. After a short time the pressure being applied back there was directly over her sphincter muscle. Unrelenting the doctor keep applying more and more pressure until her finger slip inside Shea's butt. Stopping once inside the doctor wrote something down with her free hand and then pressed further. 

Shea was an anal virgin; she had never had anything go in except a thermometer when she was a baby. That area was for exit only for the last twenty five years.

Once the doctor drove her finger in as far as her third knuckle she pulled out slowly. The sensation Shea received during the exiting was amazing, it was pleasure but in an odd taboo way. As the doctor pulled to the end of her finger she attempted to place a second one in, the stretching of her ringed hole was beyond anything Shea could imagine. The second finger slipped in and past the muscle, Shea felt like her backside was being stuffed like a X-mas goose. Unable to push anymore in because of tension the doctor slowly removed her fingers and returned to writing in the chart. Shea was glad that ended but was intrigued about the sensations she felt during the invasion.

The doctor continued to write in her chart as her free hand opened a drawer under the rolling table. Fishing around for something in the back she finally pulled out a flesh colored object that resembled a small lava lamp with a flat base connected to it. Shea was curious as to what it was but she soon found out more than she wanted to know. With a little squeeze of the tube the doctor lubed up the end of the lava lamp and proceeded to shove the thing into Shea's backside until it was firmly imbedded into her. Shea winced as the wedge plunged into her, the point wasn't too bad but the wide ridge in the middle stretched her ass wider than the doctor's fingers. The sudden urge to crap came over her but her intruder would not move, it was locked into place by the narrow base just past the wider ridge. A full feeling was taking over as Shea adjusted her self in the stirrups; it was as if her body was beginning to accept the intruder.

Next the doctor lubed up a speculum and began to do an internal exam of Shea's vagina. Noting all of her findings as she went along the doctor made sure to include to visual appearance of her outer lips as they stretch around the speculum. The doctor also noted the slight moan from Shea as the stretching of her pussy added with the stretching of her ass caused a pleasurable moment for her.

With the internal exam complete the doctor removed the tool of the trade and stood up next to the counter as she washed it off. "Ms. Egan you are doing very well, we will be finished in just a moment. There is only one phase of the exam your benefactors have order left to do."

Shea looked up at her. "What else could they want, I already have a building shoved up my ass?" she thought.

Returning to her seat the doctor opened the drawer for a second time removing a black plastic thing that looked like an odd shaped hockey stick. Laying it on the table the doctor remove her lad coat and placed it on the counter next to them. Reaching under the table she pulled out a plastic surgical gown and put it on. Fear shot through Shea's mind wanting to know why a surgical gown is needed, "Would there be any cutting she should know about?"

The doctor positioned her self deep between Shea's legs placing one hand on top of her mound allowing her fingers to drop down over her clit. As she started to rub the little nub she brought the black tool up to Shea's pussy and rubbed the tip around her lips gathering up the lube from the speculum. The jolts of electricity caused by both tactile sensations ricocheted through Shea until her mind couldn't stop the sudden need to have something anything fuck her.

The doctor was experienced in just that, she dipped the end of her tool into Shea so quick she never knew there was a bend in the phallus. With deliberate strokes the doctor turned the tool until the tip was angled up pressing on the soft spongy area along the roof of Shea's inner walls. Pumping in and out with constant speed the doctor kept rubbing and tapping her clit in alternating rhythm. The amount of pleasure coursing through Shea was unbelievable; she had never felt like this before. Her pussy was contracting with every touch of the spot on the roof of her pussy and then her stomach would contract with each change in stroke to her clit. 

Shea felt a slow burn deep down in her stomach; it was the start of an earth quake like never before. The more the doctor stroked her pussy the more Shea's mind picture Trish's tongue fucking her. Shea couldn't hold back much longer. The doctor had already seen the tell tail signs of Shea's impending orgasm, turning her body slightly she moved over closer to Shea's left leg. 

The burn had turned into a boil then a blast from a furnace. Shea was about to erupt like never before. A feeling of moisture flooding her pussy came upon her; a dam was holding back the tide waters that wanted to escape. Shea's head was flopping back and forth; her breathing had long become raspy and deliberate. Shea cried out with pure sexual pleasure, a cry that sounded like a beast in the wilderness echoing out of the room and down the hall. Shea didn't care anymore all she wanted was for that hot little doctor tormenting her pussy to make her cum.

And make her cum she did, the end result in what the doctor was trying to accomplish was successful. As Shea screamed out again her orgasm hit breaking the dam holding the flood back causing Shea to spew all over the floor. A stream of clear viscous liquid sprayed out all over Shea's legs and the doctor. It was the final test the doctor was to perform, was she a squirter? 

Shea could faintly hear a loud groaning scream come from down the hall, followed by another higher pitch shrill. The other girls had been going through the same exam in there respective rooms but the orgasmic nirvana Shea was in at this moment didn't allow her to put two and two together. 

The doctor stood up admiring her handwork and removed the dripping wet gown she wore for protection. Replacing her lab coat on, she walked over to Shea and quickly yet passionately kissed her on the lips. "I would really like to meet you again someday!" she said as she turned leaving Shea there in a puddle of quivering post orgasmic bliss.

A few minutes later a nurse came in and helped Shea dress, she was still not all there as the nurse walked her out of the room. Shea was having difficulty walking normally with the plug in her ass but at this moment she was not able to process the information her pucker hole was sending her brain. 

The escorts gathered all four girls together and headed back down the elevator. Of the four Shea was the one who was in the worst shape. The skinny girl was clear headed and able to help with the others but it took both men to get Shea back to the limo. Once inside the other two girls started to come around, looking at each other they briefly went over what had happened to them. The skinny girl was the only one that didn't have the doctor manipulate her into orgasm. As the looked over Shea, they started to feel sorry for her. She was still not responsive, but had a look of ecstasy on her face. "God she looks like she fried her brain with orgasm." One girl said.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 04



Chapter Four: Training begins

The elevator ride was only five stories up, much shorter than the last one. As the doors open Shea expected to see another office type setting where they would be poked and prodded again but much to her delight the atmosphere was more warm and welcoming. The walls were wood paneled and there was a nice runner on the floor instead of hard tile or office carpet.

Following the lead of their escorts each girl ventured down short hallways cutting off of the main one. Coming to a large oak door the older gentleman opened it and politely bowed his head gesturing for Shea to enter. 

Inside Shea was stunned, the room was a large bedroom furnished lavishly similar to a five star hotel there in the city. 

As Shea stood there looking around the older man moved past her towards a curtain. With a flick of a switch on the wall the fabric started to draw back exposing a large window looking out over a small park across the street. Shea walked over closer taking in the view when she realized she was half naked. Scurrying away the gentleman laughed and said, "No worries love, the windows are one way. You can see out but no-one can see in." Shea was relieved to hear that.

"May I ask what I am doing here?" she said to the older man.

"Ms. Egan you are here to continue the training. This will be your room for the next few months. All of the necessary item's you will need have already been prepared for you. Clothes are over here in the wardrobe, undergarments are there in the dresser, text and writing materials are set up for you in the roll top, and toiletries are down the main hall just before you get to the turn."

Shea began looking through the drawers of the dresser, indeed there were bras and panties in the drawers along with socks and stockings. Shea noticed that all of the bras were either sheer or sports bras but all of them were white. Sifting through the panties again she took notice that the fabric of the garments was either cotton or sheer, but all of them were white thongs.

Shea went to the wardrobe to see what clothes they had selected for her, but to her disappointment it was empty.

"Ah, Ms. Egan the clothing will be placed in the wardrobe every morning. You will wear the item only when instructed. Until that time comes you will be wearing the uniform you have on now. Each morning I will set out your uniform while you take your morning shower. The items will be placed on the end of the bed with any special instruction for the day."

"Ms. Egan I understand you will be needing some help in the morning with complying to the instructions I am about to give you so please don't take offence if I seem to brash." He said.

Shea looked at him with a quizzical expression. "What do you mean?"

"The management has instructed that you are to wear the rectal spacer for the next ten days. It must be put in at night before you go to sleep and removed each morning. I would recommend that you remove it prior to you morning wash. It could be somewhat messy if not removed after a few hours." He said.

The shock of the statement hit Shea right in the ASS. She still had that cork up her butt and now she found out she was going to have to keep it in for ten days. That was so humiliating.

The older gentleman continued to point out things in the room when the previous statement finally registered completely. "Excuse me but what do you mean by messy?" Shea said.

"You see Madame when the item is left in for that length of time there is a likely hood that some muscle control will be temporarily lost, resulting in a small amount of leakage." He replied. "My job is to assist you in inserting, removing, and cleaning up so to speak." 

"Wait a minute here, you're telling me that I may have some leakage and your job is to wipe my butt if there is. I don't think so! Hell I don't even know your name and you think I'm going to let you get that close to my private parts." Shea thundered.

"Ms. Egan I understand the embarrassment in the matter but you will be thankful that I am here to assist. If you need me I will be just outside the door when the time comes. For your information my name is Wesley, I am you butler and personal assistant. As time goes on you will come to trust me with the most intimate details of you life." He stated.

"Ah speaking of removing the item, it appears to be half past four. The management only wanted it in for two hours today so we will need to remove it for the rest of the evening. If you would please take out the spacer and set it in the small pan next to the toilet." He said as he opened a small closet revealing a half bath.

Shea looked in the small closet sized restroom with fear in her eyes. She was going to have to remove the plug which was a good thing but the thought that she might crap her self was more than she could handle. 

Slowly she moved past Wesley into the small room. Closing the door behind her she could still hear Wesley's voice as he instructed her on how to remove the plug. Lowering her thong down and removing one foot from it Shea straddled the toilet as Wesley instructed. Spreading her legs as wide as she could she reached under and felt around for the edge of the base that was snug against her cheeks. With a firm grip on the base Shea pulled with very little movement in the plug. Shea was slightly frustrated with the lack of success but she knew that she didn't want Wesley to do this most humiliating task. Asking out if there was any trick to removing the plug all Shea got back was relax. 

Her second effort was slightly more successful. The plug moved but the stretching of the ringed muscle as the widest part of the plug came close to exiting shot a current of pleasure through Shea that forced her to lose her grip. With the plug loose her rectal muscles sucked the item back in eliciting another sharp jolt of enjoyment. 

The third attempt was the final one; Shea removed the plug with a small amount of trouble but removed it in deed. The odd thing about the triumphant attempt was the back flip her pussy did as the sphincter muscle stretched out allowing the plug to move. As the wide rim of the plug past the tight little muscle Shea's body felt one of the most delightful pulses of pure energy move through her that she had ever known.

Once the shudder of pleasure rolled over her Shea quickly wiped her back side to make sure she didn't have any leakage. As her finger moved over her back door Shea could feel a wide gaping hole that once was her tight little pucker. She could feel the muscle spasm as it attempted to close shut.

"Dear god what have they done to me?" Shea thought. "I am going to walk around with a wide open asshole; shit is just going to drop out of me like this." 

As she sat there for a few moments she realized her back door was gradually starting to close. Wiping a few more time for good measure Shea finally put her thong back on and exited the little room.

Wesley quickly walked in and removed the small bedpan that was next to the toilet. Looking in the pan he stated, "Oh only a one, well you should be able to manage by yourself with this for a few days." 

Shea looked at him with a frowned brow, "What do you mean only a one?"

Wesley responded with a gentle voice, "The spacers come in sizes Ms. Egan, the smallest is a one and the largest is a five. You will need to reach a three before the management will allow you to stop wearing one daily. This may take a few extra days." With that he walked towards the door as if it was nothing.

Shea's jaw dropped like a ton of bricks. "They want to spread my ass wider than that thing did?" she thought. "What in the hell am I going to do with an ass big enough to drive a car through?"

Wesley opened the door and turned looking at Shea, "If you would please, follow me as I show you the rest of the facility."

Shea slowly started to move as she became adjusted to the sensation that her back door was still wide open. The hole had long closed but her mind and nerves gave her the impression that it was still stretched out wide.

Wesley continued the tour as Shea took in the sights of the building. Venturing down the long hall Wesley pointed out the shower room where the girls will have to wash up every morning and before dinner. The room was a community shower without partitions. 

Turning the corner Shea walked into a great room that appeared to be set up as a living area. There were five large sofas and matching coffee tables. On one side of the room a large flat screen TV was mounted on the wall, across the room a fire place five feet across occupied a prominent space centered between to large windows looking out over the same park her bedroom overlooked. 

At the far end of the room was a wide set of stairs that curled up to the next floor. Wesley led Shea up the stairs into a room that appeared to be an exercise room. On one wall mirrors lined it from floor to ceiling. The flooring was hardwood planks similar to a dance floor. Wesley made note of the weight equipment along another wall and mentioned that Shea would be here three times a day. As they made their way around the second floor Shea saw three class rooms and a small dining area. Wesley informed her that this was where she would spend most of the day and take all meals in the dinning area. As they were leaving the back hall heading out to the exercise room Wesley made special notice of the library. 

"Here you will find all of the needed materials to make your training most successful. I do hope you take advantage of the collection of text in here. There are some rare opportunities to see things that no other person will ever be able to see in here." Wesley said with a large grin.

Shea walked into the library and looked around for a few minutes. She saw a large collection of material that covered everything from arts to fiction with everything between. A section that caught Shea's eye just as she was about to leave was over in the far corner. "Wesley, what section is this? She asked.

"Ms. Egan that section was organized by the founders. It is a rare collection of first print manuscripts and text dating back some 1400 years. Please be very careful with them if you decide to use them in your studies. The value of them is far greater than the cost of this building and every other one on this block." He replied.

A loud buzzing sounded through the room as Wesley finished his little speech. 

"We must hurry, it is time for you to meet your training instructors." He said as he quickly ushered Shea out of the library.

Returning down stairs Shea saw the other girls coming in from different directions to the great room. Shea watched as two of the girls made their way over to different sofas. The skinny girl was oddly absent as they all took a seat.

Wesley leaned in and whispered, "Now begins the greatest thing ever to happen in your life. Take from it what you can and maybe just maybe you will become the one."

Shea noticed that each of the butlers had leaned into their respective girl and whispered something in their ear. Could it have been the same thing Wesley said to her or maybe just another form of pep talk? 

Coming through a door in the wall the three ladies who have been masterminding this entire operation came walking in holding small boxes about the size of a necklace box. Taking their place in front of all three girls the tallest one spoke. "Welcome to you new home. You will reside here until you have either completed the training or been eliminated."

All three girls were taken aback by the last statement, each one showed fear in their eyes as the word eliminate crossed her lips.

With a slight chuckle in her voice she continued, "Regardless of what Ms. Egan believes we do not kill people or steal from them. The secrecy of our organization is for our own safety and that of our clients." 

"How did they know what she said? They must have had the car bugged or something." Shea thought.

"You have been selected because of your intelligence, communication skills, beauty, and your open mindedness to using all of your talents to acquire what you need. You will be competing against each other for the position but you will not know how we are grading you. As you can see one has already been eliminated from the group. She was not able to pass the physical you received earlier today. She violated one of the main rules before she arrived to the manor last night. Drugs will not be tolerated! If you test positive you will be expelled on the first offence."

"Now let us get the introductions started, my name Katrina. I will be instructing you on Finance and one of your physical training sections each day."

Stepping foreword the honey blonde spoke, "Hello ladies welcome, my name is Danielle and I will be instructing you on Art History and the second physical training section of each day."

The small cotton blonde stepped foreword and introduced her self, "My name is Yanna, and I will be instructing you on Corporate Law and Negotiations along with the final physical training section of each day."

Katrina spoke up again, "By now you have toured the facilities with your personal assistant. Please use them for their knowledge and discretion. They will be here to help you with most things but not all. I am sure they have already introduced themselves to you formally but let me tell you they are some of the best friends you will ever have if you make it through the training. Each of use was once in your position and we are very glad these fine gentlemen were here to help us through."

Danielle added, "The men behind you will be you lifeline to the world and to the daily activities you will be asked to do. Check with them each morning for your itinerary so you will know when and where to be through out the day. These men are the backbone of the training operation so if you have any questions direct them to your assistant."

"Each one of these men will report to us on your progress in special assignments we may give you. They are not here to do the work for you but can give you helpful hints as to how it may be done. This may range from the educational portion of the training to the most intimate special assignment we give you." Yanna said.

"Now with all of that said if you would please take these and place them in each ear." Katrina said as they handed the small boxes to each of the girls.

Inside the box was a pair of strange looking earphones. The size and shape made them hard to see even if you looked directly in ones ear. Putting them in Shea could tell she had something in her ear put the sound in the room was not muffled or distorted. As they adjusted the fitting on one girl Yanna walked over to a small control panel and pressed a few buttons.

Shea could hear a soft angelic music in her head. The ear pieces were designed to balance the sound so it seemed to be inside ones head not outside the body. 

Yanna asked each girl if she could hear the music making sure they had the ear pieces in correctly and there was no issue with the volume. Once each girl confirmed their ear pieces worked she told them what they would be used for. "This device is for your instruction and communication. We will be piping in the instructional information cover in the classes and additional information we feel appropriate during the day and night. With these we can also give specific instructions to an individual without alerting the others. There will be times when you will receive an order that we do not want the other candidates to know about. You must follow these instructions to the letter or your standing will be diminished. Multiple infractions will result in you being relieved of your status and removed from the program."

Danielle interjected, "You will keep the ear pieces in at all times even in your sleep. They are water proof so you will not need to remove them in the shower. If you lose one or break one you will be placed under review for termination; if you decide to eliminate the competition by damaging their ear piece you will be brought under review as well."

"Well now that everyone is in the know, it is time for you to relax and enjoy your evening. Dinner will be served in about three hours, until then please take advantage of the champagne and strawberries. Hershel has selected a movie for your entertainment and we look foreword to working with you first thing in the morning." Katrina replied just before each one of them walked over and kissed the three gentlemen on the cheek as they left.

Hershel made his way out from around the sofa and began inserting a disk into a small machine just under the large TV on the wall. Wesley and the other gentleman made their way over to a cabinet on the far wall retrieving glasses and a bottle of champagne. Inspecting the bottle as they poured Shea's glass she made out the familiar label that was on the bottle in the limo the night before.

The sound sprang to life in Shea's head as the movie began; it was a foreign film but the actors were speaking English. Shea and the other girls relaxed as they sipped champagne and watched the movie. There were small plot twists that made the movie interesting but what caught Shea's attention most was the number of actors and actresses appearing in the nude. The sex scenes were quit real and it was taking a toll on the girls. Shea at one point found her self becoming aroused as the main character found her self being lavishly bathed by two other women and one man. The sight of all of those hands caressing her soapy body caused a reaction in her nipples forcing them to push out against the fabric of her sports bra. 

Shea glance over at the other two girls and saw they too were sporting erections on each breast as well. The image of them made her drift of into an erotic day dream where they were playing with themselves right there in front of her.

Shea was becoming more turned on as her dream progressed until she felt a tingle deep down inside her pussy. The moisture escaping her delicate lips was starting to show as her panties became damp.

Trying to snap out of her daze Shea returned her focus on the screen only to see the woman now engaged in a sex scene with one of the women and a rather endowed young man. The size of the organ the man wielded was larger than any she had ever seen. Shea was lost in the movie when she heard in her head Danielle's voice, "He has an impressive cock doesn't he? Wouldn't you like to take him deep into your throat and feel it throb as he unloads his seed deep into you?"

Shea nodded her head as if Danielle was sitting next to her whispering in her ear.

"I do believe you would enjoy that Shea, I think you will soon learn how to do that if it pleases you." Danielle replied.

Again Shea nodded her head thinking of the cock as she watched him drive it into the woman on the screen.

The movie ended without any further voices intruding her head. Shea watched as Hershel removed the disk and placed it in a small cabinet next to the TV. Wesley walked in front of the three girls and informed them dinner was served up stairs and started making his way over to the banister leading up. 

Each girl slowly moved from their position on the sofas and followed his lead. Shea could tell her panties were soaked as she stood. Looking closely she inspected the crotch of the other two to see if they too were turned on as much as her. It was obvious they too had become excited watching the movie just like her. Both girls' panties had large wet spots covering their pussies and their nipples stuck out with prominence.

Very little was said during dinner, most of the time was spent pondering the situation and attempting to grasp the reality of their new surroundings. Before each one had finished Shea took it upon her self to break the ice. "I think it would be nice to know your names, my name is Shea."




Freyja Inc. Ch. 04



The girl to her left looked up from her plate and said, "Hi I'm Heather. I was thinking how odd it was that they introduced themselves but not us." Heather was most likely the youngest in the group. She appeared to be twenty one or two with a girlish voice that made everything she said sound like she was a bubbly cheerleader. Her body was impressive with high round softball sized breast. Her stomach was decorated with a belly ring that dangled down, the charm at the end looked like a yen yang symbol. Her butt was small and some what flat but there were enough curves there to give it some shape. On of her more prominent features were her long tone legs. Shea could picture her playing volleyball by the way she was built.

The girl on the other side of the table was no slouch her self in the looks department. Her hair was long and straight, the color was similar to Heather's. Both had light brown colors highlighted with streaks of blonde. From the stress on her sports bra you would assume her D cup bosoms were real. Shea had noticed as they walked up the stairs earlier that her butt was round and soft jiggling slightly with each step. By no means was she fat but she did have more natural curve than both her and Heather. "My name is Teresa but everyone calls me Tess, glad to meet you both. Know what in the world do you think this is all about? What kind of crap are they expecting us to do?" she said as she finished her introduction.

In Shea's head she heard Katrina's voice, "Do not discuss the nature of the training or the organization. Speculation could hurt your chances causing you to be dismissed."

Apparently all of the girls heard the same thing do to the sudden silence.

"Well it was nice to meet you both." Shea replied as she finished her meal and stood to leave.

Walking back down stairs Shea came upon Wesley her assistant. "Wesley, may I ask you a question?"

"By all means dear please do." He said.

"During our conversation at the table Katrina interrupted telling me not to discuss what was going on here. Do I understand correctly we can't talk about any of this even amongst ourselves?" She asked.

"You are correct Ms. Egan. The training is a head to head competition between each of you. If you receive instructions it would be wise to follow them to the letter. Any deviation would be looked upon as a violation of the rules." He replied "Now let us get you to your quarters so you can prepare for bed.

Shea looked at him as if he said something funny. "Wesley it is only eight o'clock. I don't go to bed until eleven or twelve on a good day."

"From here on out until you have completed the training you will be retiring at nine thirty sharp. It is in your best interest and the wishes of our benefactors." He said.

Returning to her room Shea sat at the end of the bed as Wesley made arrangements for the evening. As he was turning down the sheets he instructed Shea to remove her clothing and wrap her self in the fluffy white robe she had on the night before. Shea still being slightly modest went into the half bath and changed out of his view. 

Returning to the room Shea found Wesley busy searching through a small booklet, finding what he was looking for he opened a panel next to the headboard and punched in a five digit number on a touch pad. Turning as he finished he said, "Ah, I see you have returned. I have been instructed to program in you educational selection tonight according to Ms Danielle's wishes. I believe you will find it very stimulating and educational. This specific selection is one of her favorites."

Shea questioned his statement only to find out she would be listening to a book on tape while she drifted of to sleep.

"It is time for your shower now Ms. Egan. If you will please hang the robe on hook number four in the shower room. It makes for a sloppy mess when you girls leave them lying on the floor during the shower. You will find all of the needed products in the baskets next to the shower controls. Now if you will excuse me I have to gather your sleeping attire." With that he left Shea standing in the room by her self.

As Shea entered the shower room she could hear the water running already, hanging her robe on hook four as told she walked around the corner seeing Tess covered in lather massaging her massive breast. The sight of her squeezing each one was erotic. The soapy lather running between her tits danced down her stomach until it reached her shaved mound. It was a glorious vision any man would dream about. Shea nodded to her as she walked over to an open head. Turning on the water a cold blast hit her across the chest springing her nipples to life. With a small scream and a bounce back out of range of the water Shea stood there trying to regain her breath. Tess giggled for a few seconds then admitted the same thing happened to her a moment earlier.

As Shea waited for her water to warm up Heather walked into the shower, as she moved past Shea to the nearest open head Shea could tell her firm round breast were not natural. They looked amazing but no-ones breast were that round and that firm unless they had implants. 

Waiting for her to turn on the water Shea and Tess watched with amusement as they knew an artic blast was soon to land across her elevated globes. As before the frigid water clamed another victim as Heather danced across the shower floor attempting to avoid the cold spray. All three girls laughed aloud as Heather realized why Shea was standing away from the water and both she and Tess didn't warn her. 

Once the water warmed up all three girls were busy soaping up and washing every nook and cranny. Shea was rubbing down her breast when she heard Yanna in her head tell her to look over at Heather's little pussy. Casually turning Shea peeked at Heather's lower region seeing it too was shaved clean. Her lips stuck out more than her own causing the soapy water to trickle off of them in an exotic sexual way. Shea found her self staring, examining Heather as if she was a piece of sex meat. Shea was becoming excited just looking at the naked girl just to the side of her. Her hands moved in a more vigorous manner across her breast and nipples as she became lost in the sexy vision bathing near her.

"You put on a show for these girls last night and they didn't even thank you, did they?" Yanna's voice echoed in her head.

Shea shook her head slightly not to give away the fact she was communicating with someone.

"Would you like to see them put on a show for you?" the voice asked.

Shea nodded her head with more emphasis as she stared at Heather's delicate lips dangle down between her legs. A few seconds passed without any sound in her head but Shea knew she should keep an eye on Heather and Tess. As she watched she could almost make out a nod by Tess followed by the corner of her mouth hinting at a smile. Heather just stared into the drain in the center of the floor. Then she moved over to the opposite corner along the same wall as Tess. She didn't move very fast but she did go, it was if she was hesitant to go over to the corner. 

"Enjoy the show love, I know I will." Yanna's voice rang in her ears. "The only rule for you is, you can't touch them or stick anything into yourself. Understood?"

Shea nodded this time without attempting to hide her movements.

Tess sat down on the ledge anchored to the corner; it was built in so someone could sit possibly to shave ones legs or something. It didn't matter tonight; it was a perch for Tess to land so she could gain access to her soapy pussy. Heather was busy running the water out of the head nearest the ledge in her new corner. She too took a seat allowing her long legs to fall away exposing her succulent tender lips even more. 

Shea was surrounded by hot tits and pussy. Her mind was beginning to go into over drive as she watched Tess and Heather close their eyes and start rubbing their breast in a fashion that screamed I want to FUCK. Each girl squeezed and massaged their breast working their way out to the end until both were tugging and pinching there nipples. Heather's were already hard when she entered the shower but the color was now darker as they filled with blood. She was twisting them with her finger and thumb like little knobs on a radio. A moan escaped from her mouth as the pleasure mounted, Shea could tell she really enjoyed having her nipples played with. 

Tess was busy plucking her nipples with quick short pulls. Pinching her finger and thumb against her rocks she would pull on them until her fingers slid of the end causing her breast to bounce with each pluck. The soapy water on her body made it easy for her fingers to slide along the nipple without too much friction. 

As Shea watched both girls play she found her self tugging on her own nipples desperately wanting to join them in a quick finger bang. She was instructed to watch and not touch but honestly she wanted to be between the doing the same. 

Shea noticed that both Heather and Tess were starting to get goose bumps along their arms and legs. The water from the heads was spraying in front of them but not on them. Shea cautiously moved over to the head next to Tess and turned it slightly directing the flow of warm water between her large tan breasts. Tess moaned as the warmth came over her, the soapy bubbles that covered her body quickly ran off leaving her glistening from the water. Shea could now make out the details of her pussy as Tess sat there legs spread wide. Tess was clean shaven like Heather but her lips didn't protrude as far out. The most noticeable thing about her was the large clit sitting atop her puss. It looked like a marble was tucked under the skin fold, her tender lips were thin and bright pink, and with her legs open they way they were her pussy opened up allowing Shea to see up inside her slightly as Tess wiggle her hips.

Shea was lost in Tess' treasure when she heard Yanna suggest she turn the head near Heather as well. Walking over she adjusted the head making the warm water strike Heather between the breasts just like Tess. Heather responded by turning her torso bringing one of her throbbing nipples into the direct line of fire. The pounding force of the water hitting her nipple shook Heather as she experienced a mini orgasm. 

Shea stepped back under her shower head soaking in the warmth of the water as her eyes soaked in the visions of beauty and lust stretched out before her. It didn't take any of the girls long before hands and finger found their way down to their honey pot. Shea was running her fingers along the length of her slit bumping her clit with each stroke as she watched her private show. Tess was busy pinching the large nub of a clit with her fingers; each pinch would make her legs tremble with pleasure. Heather was pulling her long dark decadent lips out and apart exposing the opening to her love tunnel. The pussy play was making Shea horny as hell, all she could think about was Trish being there with her sucking and licking on her pussy. The idea of licking the cock she had last night run through her head also. Some how the two images mix in her head as she watched her new classmates start to slide fingers deep into their own holes. Trish was sucking on her clit as the cock danced on her tongue while she watched Tess and Heather play with themselves for her amusement.

The mind melting visual and memory senses were more than Shea could handle, Trish, cock, Tess, cock, Heather, pussy, fingering, sucking, Trish, Tess, licking, nipples, pussy, lips, fucking, "Shit I 'm cumming!" echoed in her head. Yanna must have been playing with herself as she watched the show also. The sudden claim of her orgasm rocked Shea; she felt her knees buckle as her body gave way to a small orgasm. 

Looking over at Heather and Tess she could see they both were still engaged in the frantic pumping of fingers. Tess had three digits buried deep inside her as she flexed her fingers along the roof of her walls. The look on her face hinted she was close if not already there. Heather was slamming two fingers in with long strokes slapping her clit with the palm of her hand every time she entered. Her other hand was pulling with great force on one of her nipples; it looked like she was trying to rip it off.

Shea continued to rub her self after her small orgasm, the need to explode was becoming stronger and stronger. As she continued to watch her private viewing Tess erupted in an orgasmic fit. Screaming out she reached decibels that only sirens could hit. Her body locked up as her fingers dug deeper into her wet wanting hole reaching for the magic prize. Just as Tess hit the high notes Heather grunted drawing Shea's attention. Her fingers were flying at the speed of light as they hammered into her. It was a fuck fury that pushed her over the edge. Heather opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. Her body tensed as she pressed her self up on those long legs sliding up the wall. It was as if she was being levitated up by some orgasmic power. Shivers shot out through her arms and legs as the waves of pleasure crashed upon her. 

Both girls looked so sexy writhing in pleasure; Shea wanted so bad to be in the same predicament. With Tess and Heather slowly coming down from their climb Yanna spoke to Shea in a husky raspy post orgasmic voice, "Well love I hope you enjoyed the show as much as I did. Just so you know I went home last night and masturbated to the image of you sucking that cock. I wanted so bad to drop to my knees and suck it with you. For now though we will just have to dream about such a thing. It is time for you to run along. You need to return to you room quickly so you can get that little ass of your stuffed for bed. Love ya dear." And the voice was gone.

Shea froze for a moment as the thought of the anal plug filled her mind. How could she sleep with that thing in, all she would be able to do was think of how uncomfortable it was going to be lodged in her sphincter.

Slowly she dried off as she pondered her impending doom. Before Shea left the shower room she quietly peeked around the corner again to check on Tess and Heather. Both girls were leaning against the wall seated on the ledge breathing hard. It would be some time before either one would be able to get up and walk.

"Ah Ms. Egan so glad you could make it on time. I thought you may have been detained in the shower but it appears you classmates were the ones we heard echoing down the hall" Wesley said with a big smile on his face.

"Now as you see here I have laid out all of the necessary items for tonight. You will be sleeping in the white teddy over there. You can put it on after we insert the rectal spacer. I am here for you assistance so please don't be embarrassed to ask for help." Wesley said.

Shea came crashing down from her sexual high, that plug had to go back in her ass. Shea mumbled and pouted a little until she realized Wesley was not going to let her out of the situation. Making her way over to the items she asked him what she should do first.

"Well Ms. Egan I would suggest you use a small amount of lubrication on the intended opening and apply an equal amount on the end of the spacer." He said as he handed her a small tube of lube.

Shea still wrapped in her robe followed Wesley's directions and rubber a pea size blob of jelly around and over her tight puckered hole. The coolness of the jelly sent a shiver up through her spine. With the same hand she took hold of the plug and held it out so Wesley could apply lube to the end. With the plug topped with a dollop of jelly Shea reached up under her self and zeroed in on her back door. Centering the end of it directly over the opening Shea pushed with slow hesitation as her hole opened slightly allowing the tip to peek through. The feeling Shea had at this moment was not pleasure but total embarrassment. 

After a few seconds Shea reached the limit of her ability to insert the plug, for some reason she could not get it in any further. Her first attempt failed but she was not going to be humiliated by having Wesley put it in for her. Adjusting her stance and gripping the plug differently she tried again this time with much less success. The lube now was becoming a problem. The grip she had on the plug was slipping and making it harder for her to apply pressure as needed. 

Finally after four or five attempts Shea told Wesley to turn around so she could reposition her self on the bed. Once her dignity was safe Shea climbed up on the bed and knelt down. On her knees she leaned foreword resting her shoulders and head on the bed with her round butt stuck high in the air. Flipping her robe up over her back Shea was able to access her hole with either hand. "This time I'm going to get it." She told her self. Pushing as she might Shea was still unable to bring her self to the point of full insertion; she would stop just shy of the widest point because of comfort or slipping grip. 

With frustration Shea finally sat up and yelled, "How the hell am I suppose to get this dame thing in!"

Wesley calmly turned to see Shea frustrated and angry. Using a gentle tone he spoke, "May I suggest we relax a little and try it a different way."

"What other way is there?" Shea barked back at him.

"I was fearful this might be an issue so I took the liberty to bring along a few extra items that may allow you to relax the muscles enough so the spacer would fill in smoothly." He said.

"Why didn't you tell me that in the first place damn it? I have been over here looking like a fool trying to shove this mountain up my ass making a mess everywhere. Look I have got this fuckin lube all over my hands." Shea sounded off in a frustrated tone.

Turning to a small tray covered with a hand towel Wesley retrieved a long silver cylinder. One end of it was tapered while the other was flat with a black rubber cap on the end. Handing it to Shea he instructed her to use the item to help relax her ringed muscle by gradual insertion. Shea looked at him with a confused look not really understanding what he meant.

"Ms. Egan you must insert the device into your anus and stroke it back and forth until the muscles become relaxed enough to allow the spacer to fit." He said.

Shea's eyes grew wide as saucers, "You mean fuck my ass with this?"

"To put it crudely, yes it will allow the entire area to become flexible and relaxed so the spacer can pass the outer ring." He said. "You can do it yourself or I can do it for you."

The thought of Wesley sawing her ass was not appealing at all. Shea sat there for a minute telling her self she could do this. Again she asked Wesley to turn around so she could save some dignity. Once he was unable to see she fell back down on the bed as before and lined up the silver rod with the entrance to her exit.

With a small amount of pressure the cylinder slipped in surprising Shea. Pushing it in a little deeper Shea found that the experience was not that bad except for the humiliating fact that she had to ramrod her own ass. Pulling the rod out sent a tingle through her body. "Wow what the hell was that?" she thought. Working the silver rod back in, she felt it again this time deeper. "Holy shit that felt good, why does it feel like that?" she asked her self. 

After five or six test pumps Shea was beginning to enjoy the sensation coming from her ass. The tingle popping around her body was becoming stronger and harder. Her hand started to move faster driving the dildo deeper in with each stroke. 

Shea was losing her self in a new feeling and quickly became unaware of her surroundings. As her pleasure increased her breathing became deeper and huskier. Moans and grunts spewed forth from her mouth causing Wesley to turn to make sure she was OK. He saw her ass high in the air with a hand up over her hip drilling the silver rod deep into her brown hole. The image was nothing new to him but it still caused a small amount of blushing on his part. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 04



Shea by now was lost to her own needs. The movie they watched earlier that day along with the voyeurism in the shower already had her on red alert when it came to sexual desire, but this new feeling was more than she could handle. Shea's hand was becoming a blur, the pounding she was giving her self resounded deep in her pussy and had taken over her mind. Shea's spare hand made its way up to her pussy and quickly found the little knob atop. Stroking and rubbing her clit Shea hit a higher gear in the sensory overload her body was experiencing. 

To be cheesy in the description Wesley thought her hands moved like fists of fury. 

Shea moaned out long and loud as she maintained the assault on her ass. Her other hand was adding more gas to the fire when a finger slipped between the wet succulent lips deep down into her aching pussy. Moving both hands in an alternating fashion Shea was plunging deep into both holes, the girth of the rod in her ass was just right for now but she wanted no needed more inside her slick hole. Adding a second finger on the down stroke Shea reached a new plateau, both her pussy and ass felt stretch at this point adding yet another new sensory load to her short circuiting mind.

As Shea continued to demonstrate her pure lack of control over her impending orgasm Wesley quietly readied the plug. Moving in closer he laid out a large towel and wash cloth next to Shea on the bed. The sight would have been strange to anyone witnessing the shameful display going on; here a young beautiful woman was masturbating vaginally and anally while an older man walks around the room being with in two to three feet of her most of the time. His actions giving off no hint of anything out of the ordinary yet hers screamed out of the ordinary.

Shea's actions were taking a toll on her; sweat was rolling off her brow as she hammered away at her self. Tremors shot through her every so often indicating the ferocity of the orgasm approaching. 

With her hand up between her legs ravishing her pussy it was only natural for Shea's finger to curl down towards her palm as she continued to fuck her self with uncontrollable abandon. The tips of her finger hit a spot she didn't realize was there, it was the same spot the Doctor manipulated earlier that day. Already sensitive it didn't take long for the nerves to react to the sudden attention.

Shea felt warmth come over her stomach and then flood down into her pussy. The juices were flowing heavily already but this was different. The pleasure coursing out of her rectum was adding a shockwave to her approaching orgasm and Shea was not aware of what would happen next. 

As her orgasm built Shea was on the cusp of losing her mind. There was a euphoric high that enveloped her and closed off everything around her but the pleasure mounting inside. Like Vesuvius the force of her climax leveled her world. A spasm clamped down inside her ass forcing a reaction inside her womb that struck the anvil ringing in her orgasm. A shudder and then an eruption hit Shea like never before. Fluid poured out of her pussy running down her arm and legs coating everything in a shine. Sounds escaped her airway in chirps followed by a high pitched shrill. Body tremors lay waist to her balance and stature leaving her pooled up in a heap on the bed one arm trapped under her and the other lost to the side of the bed. The robe was flipped up over her head cloaking her from sight but Wesley could tell by the way her body kept twitching she was having another then another orgasm as she slowly descended from the mountain top she climbed to. 

Wreaked with orgasm Shea wasn't even aware the silver rod was still sticking out of her ass. With delicate movements Wesley parted her legs slightly and in a skillful flash of his hands he had removed the rod and replaced it with the plug like nothing ever happened.

Being the devoted servant Wesley carried Shea back down the hall to the shower. She needed to be washed off and this job was too big for a sponge bath. Setting her down on the chair in the robe room he quickly readied the water and returned for Shea. The consummate gentleman Wesley remained completely clothed as he carried Shea's naked limp body into the shower. With a parental mindset Wesley proceeded to wash Shea off from head to toe. Her lower regions were in most disarray, but with a little soap and water she was clean as a whistle. 

Shea was completely unresponsive as Wesley cleaned her up. In her blissed out state she couldn't protest to anything much less do it her self. 

Clean and dry Wesley returned Shea to her room. Slipping the white sheer teddy over her head he made sure she was dressed as his employers wished. The teddy was see through and only came down to her waist line so everything Shea had was on display. Wesley however made no inappropriate comments or actions; his demeanor was one hundred ten percent professional. He was her care taker and he looked upon that as a high and prestigious duty.

Tucking her in, he leaned down and kissed her forehead as if he was tucking in his little girl. 

Turning the lights out as he left the room triggered the audio lecture Wesley had programmed in earlier that evening. A low humming sounded deep inside Shea's head, it was like a computer was spinning the hard drive. A voice came on, it was soft and sensual. The sexy tones of the female speaking was not that of Katrina, Danielle, or Yanna. 

Shea subconsciously didn't recognize this new audible seductress. Her voice dripped with confidence and enthusiasm for her topic but what made her special was the sultry erotic vibration of airwaves her voice gave that started to elicit an arousal response in Shea. Her orgasm was not more than twenty minutes ago yet this voice caused the moisture to start flowing down below.

Shea struggled to resist but it was not possible the siren in her head had started something Shea couldn't stop.

"Welcome to the Tutorial Lecture series on Sex, a PTB production. I am your narrator and author Paula T. Bartolome I will be guiding you through the most intimate acts of pleasure you and your partner can share. Please remember if you are not in good physical health please consult your Physician to see if these act are safe for you. Lesson One The art of Deep Oral Fellatio."

As the siren song echoed in her head Shea drifted off on a raft of bliss as her body relinquished itself to the voice of Paula. 

All night long Shea had visions, dreams of sexual encounters with various different people, some she knew and recognized and some with people she had never seen before. Shea picture sexual acts ranging from oral to anal and everything in between with partners of either sex. These mental aberrations lent themselves to the physical state of her body. During the night Shea masturbated no less than four times each ending in an orgasm. A wet sloppy mess had formed between her thighs pooling on the bed and coating her hands.

With night coming to a close Wesley pulled open the curtains in Shea's room allowing the dark musky sex smelling room to drink in the morning sun. Shea winced at the bright light striking her across the face. With a raspy morning voice Shea asked, "What happened last night?"

Wesley informed her she had succumb to her own animal pleasures as a result of being over stimulated by the events of the day.

As Shea moved to sit up she felt the wetness between her legs and realized she had done things in her sleep she normally would not have done even in the privacy of her own home. Wesley comforted her about the mess and told her he would clean it up. It was time for her to rise and prepare for the first day of training. 

Helping her of the bed Wesley walked her over to the half bath. Shea had a strange gait as she moved slowly across the room. She didn't understand why she was walking so awkwardly until she remembered she had the plug in. With it in place for so long last night Shea felt like she had a tree trunk wedged up her back side. 

"Please remember to place the spacer in the pan next to the toilet." Wesley said as he closed the door behind her.

Shea squatted down on the seat reaching up under her and groped around for the base. Grabbing the edge she tugged and pulled until the wide rim slipped out causing a large amount of air followed by residual lubrication to escape in a violent manner. The sound was horrific like a bad case of diarrhea as the material came fling out her back side. After a few minutes Shea cleaned her self and stood on shaky legs returning to her room.

Wesley was there holding her robe as she came out. "You need to shower and dress; breakfast will be served in twenty minutes."

Shea looked at him with an exhausted expression them twirled her finger gesturing for him to turn around. Doing so Wesley commented, "I understand your school girlish need for some decorum but if you haven't noticed I have been privy to seeing your female attributes for quit some time now. I will continue to grant you as much privacy as you desire but it does waste a large amount of time when we could be getting on with our tasks."

Shea looked down as she reached for the bottom of her teddy. He was right; there wasn't anything he couldn't see if he wanted. And if that were not enough she suddenly remembered he was the one who bathed her last night after she exploded all over the bed. He had done what no man other than her father had done many long years ago, washed her private parts.

Shea dawned the robe and made her way down the hall to the shower. She felt like her ass was wide open as she walked. She honestly expected it to whistle or something just like the old joke spoke of.

Her shower was relaxing yet rushed, she wanted to finish before Heather and Tess made it in. Shea wasn't worried about them seeing her naked but she was slightly embarrassed that there could be a chance they would see her butt hole opened wide.

Returning to the room Shea found her uniform for the day, as the day before it consisted of a white sports bra, white thong panties, socks and tennis shoes. After dressing Shea made her way to the dinning area only to find both Heather and Tess was already there.

"Good morning. They both said as she sat down at the table.

Shea returned the greeting in kind. Not wanting to discuss the events of the night before all three girls ate in relative silence. As they finished their meal all of them heard in their head, "Ladies if you would please make you way to the exercise room for your morning yoga lesson." The voice was recognized as Danielle, she was leading the first physical training session today.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 05



Chapter Five Elimination

Over the last week Shea's day was very structured with little deviation. At six thirty every morning Wesley would wake her and allow her to remove the plug from her ass in private. By now Shea had moved to a larger plug so it was slightly more uncomfortable walking early in the morning. After a quick shower breakfast was served then the training began. By seven thirty Shea was involved in yoga. She started to like this class being first every morning because it allowed her to stretch and relax. Shea thought it was an excellent way to get the blood pumping to start the day. The most amazing thing about the class was the sight of Danielle dressed just like them. Her bosom was busting out over the top of her sports bra, if you looked close enough you could make out the faint outline of her areola peeking out above the hem line and the way her thong cut up between her golden cheeks even turned Shea on. The other thing that Shea noticed about Danielle during these sessions was how flexible she was. She was able to do things with her body that would make a gymnast jealous.

After a forty five minute yoga class the girls went to Katrina's lecture on finance. The topic was very boring but for some reason Shea couldn't get enough. As Katrina spoke the ear pieces echoed everything she said inside her head. The familiar humming noise was always present when one of the three masters so to speak was teaching. 

After the first lecture the girls were given about thirty minutes for study and break before the second physical training began. Yanna pushed each girl to the limit in her class. The combination of weight training and aerobic made every muscle in her body ache. Shea was no weak sister but Heather put all three of the girls to shame. You could tell she had been involved in an organized weight program in the past. Yanna on the other hand was very strong for a girl her size. With only a sports bra and thong on Shea could watch Yanna's muscles ripple as she pushed the weight, she looked amazing. Her washboard stomach and hard round butt spoke volumes as to the amount of time she had put in the gym. Her muscles were not grotesquely large but there was a definition to them that gave here a fit look. There was one thing about the class that caught all of the girl's attention. The amount of sweating going on during the class made everyone's garments virtually see through. Tess, Heather, and Shea's nipples became visible through the white cloth but Yanna's were barely noticeable. The girls could see the nubs poking out against the fabric but there was little to no color behind the cloth. Shea having the darkest red nipples in the bunch was so noticeable she might as well not have on a bra at all.

Each day after Yanna's physical fitness session all of the girls would hurry back to the shower before lunch. They had about twenty minutes between them so they worked out a deal with the butlers to have new clothes waiting on them as they got out. 

After lunch the girls were instructed to study for the next lecture session. Danielle was not a hard teacher but the material she covered was so much that anyone would need time to prep for the class. During the next two hours Danielle would go in detail about paintings, sculptures, pottery, jewelry, and anything else that could be construed as historical or fine art. The volume of pieces and eras that they covered would make any art major in college dizzy with mental overload. It surprised Shea at just how much she was able to retain each day.

Following the art history appraisal class the girls were subjected to Katrina's physical fitness session. A mix of martial arts and self defense keep everyone on their toes. Watching Katrina punch and kick was like seeing a ballerina move. Her grace and precision was remarkable, each swing of her arm brought such violent force directed with pin point accuracy to the target she had in her sights. Her long sensual legs slicing through the air as they approach their mark resembling art until you heard the explosion of the heavy bag as the force was transferred into it. She was as fierce as a trained killer but as beautiful as a fairytale princess. During a session earlier that week Tess let a punch go as Heather dropped her guard striking her in the right ear. As one would imagine she didn't take kindly to that so latter that week Heather paid her back with a hard slap to the face during another exercise.

At four thirty the girls made it to their last class of the day. Yanna's course on negotiation and corporate law was about as interesting as the finance class but the volume of information Shea was able to retain surprised her. If she would have been able to understand and retain this kind of information back at Ohio State she would have double majored so she could run the paper and not just write for it. Yanna was very direct in her information instructing the girls as to which form of negotiation worked best with which type of company or business sector. It was when she got down to negotiating with individuals that the course became very interesting. Yanna was ruthless when it came to business, she would research her adversary and use their weakness or past indiscretions against them. She said it would come in handy latter on for the one who made it through the final cuts. 

After Yanna's class the girls had about an hour to get cleaned up and ready for dinner. Over the last five days they managed to time their showers together so they could exchange information about the classes. It was not allowed in the living area and the girls were not allowed to gather in each others rooms. The shower was the only place besides the dinning room where they could gather and talk freely, sort of.

By Friday this had become their little routine, but on this day something new broke in that caused an upheaval in the training. As the girls were showering Yanna walked in amongst them and took up a shower head between Heather and Tess. Shea was on the other wall but was able to see her as she entered. The confident stride of a woman was sexy but Yanna made sexy look substandard. Shea admitted she was smoking hot and anyone male or female would love to hold that glories naked body. 

Shea made note of Yanna's light complexion skin, the color of her flesh was so similar to the coloration of her areolas that you could barely make out the differentiation in color. Her nipples were the lightest shade of pink Shea had ever seen. It was odd and sexy all at the same time. A tuff of pure white hair adorned the top of her pussy, not very much just about the size of a quarter. It was just enough to let all know that her hair was naturally that color and also enough to draw attention to her pussy. The coloration of her lower lips and clitoral hood was the same as her nipples. It blended in with the light colored flesh around her yet was just the right hue to make everything stand out. The only thing on Yanna that wasn't lightly colored was the two silver hoops dancing between her legs as she walked. Peeking down at her protruding lips Shea could make out two piercing, one on each lip. They had a gleam to them resembling the great light house of Alexandria guiding the sailors into port. Shea pictured the hoops as a beacon to all, guiding their wanton lust to Yanna's tender little pussy. Just seeing her naked like this amongst them made Shea a little nervous. All she could picture in her mind was a Nordic Goddess standing next to them wielding great power over their life and soon taking what she wanted leaving all others to grovel at the alter of her temple.

As Shea's mind and more than likely Tess and Heather's also churned with thoughts ranging from fear to lust Yanna continued her stroll across the shower room floor to the empty head. Standing directly in front of the head she reached out and turned the water on full blast. All of the girls waited for her to jump back from the freezing blast just as they had but Yanna stood her ground thrusting out her chest and turning from side to side allowing the ice water to splash over her breast evenly. The second the water hit her skin both nipples exploded out forming bullets on each tit. 

Shea watched as Yanna drew pleasure from the cold blast as the water tightened every square inch of skin on her body. Tess and Heather stood there drinking in her beauty as well but made little effort to hide the shock of the cold water as it splashed at their feet.

All of the girls returned to their bathing as before with little acknowledgement to the fact a forth was among them. It was about that time Shea caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eye that turned her attention. Yanna adjusted the head of the shower to spray straight down removing the flow off of her. Then casually she walked up close to the wall and spread out like she was being frisked by the police, hands up high on the wall stretched out to the sides and her feet behind her spread wide. Lowering her head the warm water splashed down across her shoulders and ran in little rivers traversing the length of her body. Shea watched with great curiosity as Yanna shook her head up and down a few times then smiled the biggest grin she had seen on any of the three women running this freaked out show. 

As Yanna stood there still and breathing harder every second Shea heard Katrina's voice echo, "Yanna wants to play ladies, are you willing to help her out a little?"

Shea looked up at Tess and Heather as she heard the question, all three of them shook their head affirmatively as they checked to see if the other girls got the same request. Tess snapped to attention suddenly as if she was given an order. With a quizzical look on her face she slowly walked over beside Yanna turned slightly and shook her head up and down. Raising back a hand she swung down smacking an open palm across the white cheek of Yanna's ass. The gasp echoed throughout the shower, not from Yanna for she was as quiet as a church mouse but from Shea. Again Tess drew back and brought down a smack that rang out. Yanna never flinched or whimpered as the second swat across her backside sprayed water round the shower. Five, six, seven, ten times Tess spanked Yanna leaving a bright red hand print glowing off her alabaster flesh; each time slightly harder than the previous one. Yanna was still motionless as Tess attacked her in such a violent manner. Shea knew Tess was done; assaulting one of the instructors would definitely get her kicked out. As the final swat landed on Yanna's glowing ass Tess returned to her corner and started washing again. 

Shea heard Katrina's voice for the second time, "That was interesting wasn't it?" Shea just looked on with shock.

"Shea I want you to walk over behind Yanna." The voice said.

Following instructions Shea moved with great caution not wanting to get caught off guard by an angry Yanna. Standing behind her she saw Yanna slowly turn around facing her then place her arms back behind her bracing her self against the wall with her legs still out from underneath her and spread wide open. From this vantage point Shea could see all of Yanna's female parts up close and personal. She noticed how erect her nipples had become along with an increase in color. The area round her pussy was also starting to change color with a more pinkish hue surrounding the little love hole. 

"Shea you're to reach up and grab Yanna by the back of the neck with one hand and pinch her nipple hard with the other. Do you understand?" Katrina's voice boomed inside her skull.

With hesitation Shea nodded and did as she was told. Holding Yanna by the neck forced her to look into Shea's eyes, the deep blue eyes drilled into Shea searching her inner most thoughts. Reaching up Shea took one nipple between her finger and thumb, the feel of the little bud was amazing; hard yet soft all at the same time bewildered Shea. She had never felt another woman's breast before much less fondled or pinched anyone's nipple but her own. Squeezing it Shea felt her nipple flatten between her fingers as she followed her instructions.

"Harder, she likes it harder!" Katrina said. 

Shea repeated the pinch with more pressure causing Yanna's eyes to light up with a strange since of pleasure. She continued to pinch her nipple until it was as red as her ass, each time Yanna would look into her eyes revealing the increased pleasure she received from the torture she applied to her. With her left nipple radiating red heat Shea was instructed to do something different to the right one. 

Changing hands behind Yanna's neck Shea was instructed to grab a hand full of hair and force her head to turn towards her right breast and tilt it back. Shea complied with her orders and positioned Yanna's head in such a way. The next thing Shea heard made her whence with pain her self. Following her orders Shea lifted her right hand high in the air; with a quick downward swing she slapped Yanna's right breast hard sending water flying all over the room. The breast gave way and bounced up and down for a brief second as Shea readied her hand for another slap. Swinging harder this time as instructed Shea left a red whelp on Yanna's creamy white tit giving her upper body a bright splash of color. Altering her swing pattern slightly Shea managed to slap Yanna's tit a full ten times from various angles coloring in the white flesh with red streaks shaped like finger. By this time Yanna was breathing heavy like a woman caught in the white rapids of lust.

After Shea finished her brutal attack on Yanna's tender beautiful breast she was told to return to her shower. Like Tess she quickly moved away not wanting to be caught by an angry Yanna if she suddenly comes out of this strange trance she was in.

Looking over at Heather both Shea and Tess awaited her move to Yanna and expected her to be ordered to do something odd and violent. Heather stood there staring at Yanna as if she was unable to move, her head would nod then shake several times then suddenly her head dropped and she turned off her shower and left the room without making eye contact with anyone there. 

As Heather exited the shower Shea and Tess locked eyes on each other in a moment of confusion and shock. Yanna was scanning back and forth between the two, and then Shea saw Yanna shake her head with sharp clear movement followed by an obvious up down motion. Shea would latter find out that Katrina was asking her if she had enough and if she wanted the two left in the room to finish her off.

Tess flinched as if she was startled; with a quick nod she moved in front of Yanna and waited as Yanna repositioned her self. Turning off the water she put her back to the wall reaching up with both hands grasping the pipe leading to the shower head. Spreading her legs as far as she could Yanna sank down until her arms were at full length. The new position she had assumed gave the impression she was tied up hanging from the pipe. 

Stepping in as close as she could Tess squatted down between Yanna's thighs. The way Tess was hunkered down forced her ass to spread out giving it a welcoming appearance. Any man or woman seeing her in this catcher's squat would love to play with her soft fleshy caboose. 

Shea watched intently as Tess reached up with one finger and slowly traced the outline of Yanna's pussy. Deliberately she made her way up and down the length of her lips separating them from each other. Suddenly with one quick flash she had hold of one of the silver hoops and pulled it out foreword. Yanna didn't even flinch as Tess stretched her tender lip out. Releasing the ring she reached up with the other hand and started the whole process over, tracing then pulling. With each little repeat of this scenario Yanna's slowly started to show some signs that it was having an effect on her. Her breathing was full and long, her breast were raising and falling with greater movement but her eyes stayed steady and focused as she watched Tess increase the torment. 

Tess changed the action slightly as she pulled down stretching Yanna's delicate soft lip to their physical limits. Holding the ring for a second she released it causing it to recoil upward. A sudden inhalation by Yanna at this point gave Tess the confirmation that this was truly what she wanted. Repeating the same action with the opposite lip Tess stretched and tortured Yanna until both sides hung down so much they looked like floppy ears on a stuffed animal. Tess was about to stop when she thought for a second, reaching up again she took the rings one in each hand and pulled them apart exposing Yanna's very wet bright pink hole. Tess let go of her handles allowing her lips to fall back together then again opened her up exposing that pink treat for a second time. Staring in at the soft sucking hole Tess held open her victim as she leaned in slowly protruding her tongue more and more the closer she came to her prey. With her nose pressed against Yanna's clit Tess slithered her tongue up inside savoring her wetness. Yanna was rolling her eyes back in her head as the tongue crawled up the tunnel of her horny hole. She was captivated by Tess' gesture and basked in the tender pleasure that followed her forceful actions. 

Tess remain buried in Yanna for what seemed forever but moments latter she withdrew her tongue and stood walking back to her corner of the shower slipping under the warm flow as she turned to see what came next.

Shea heard her marching orders and moved foreword. As she approached Yanna she looked into her eyes. She could see them pleading out for help, not the kind of help some one asks for when they are being beaten but the kind a woman asks for when she is so desperate to orgasm she can't stand it any longer.

Standing next to Yanna Shea was given her instructions. They were to be followed or she was to leave the room immediately. Shea did just as she was told, she could not afford to be canned at this point, and she had nothing left to return to. Using her hand closes to Yanna she tenderly stroked the inside of her thigh caressing the warm tender flesh closes to her pussy. As she dragged her hand up high she felt the side of her palm and little finger drag along the wet slit that was Yanna's aching hole. Suddenly Shea raised her hand returning it to Yanna's thigh with such a force the crack rang out like a church bell announcing the arrival of the inquisitor.

Tess jumped as the load crack surprised her; Yanna on the other hand let out an almost inaudible moan that gave away her true feelings and desires. Walking over to the other side Shea repeated the action just as instructed. Again Yanna responded with the smallest sign of enjoyment. Shea was ordered by Katrina to continue to beat Yanna in this fashion until she had administered ten strikes to each side, all of them silently welcomed by this gorgeous pale goddess prostrating her self against the wall. 

As Shea finished her task she looked Yanna in the eyes, the glaze of pure lust and desire had come over them. A noticeable pain was there also but not as expected, she was in worse shape than before. Her need for release was not one to be freed of this torment but to be pushed further until she had a sexual explosion. 

Katrina ordered Shea to stand parallel to Yanna facing the same way she did. In this position Katrina told her to take her right hand and cup Yanna's hungry pussy with the palm of her hand. Hesitating Shea looked down toward the drain with fear and unease. She had never touched another woman's private parts intentionally before. Yes earlier her hand grazed Yanna's pussy but that wasn't what she planned on doing it just happened and after that moment she made sure her movement was different not to do it again. But now she was told to place her hand fully over another woman's sex pot and do it as if nothing was odd about it.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 05



Katrina broke into her head once more, "MS. EGAN do you understand the request? Yanna is in much need of some relief and you are holding that up. If you can not follow the order then you must leave at once!"

In a fearful state Shea nodded her head and timidly reached over placing her hand over Yanna's private area as ordered. As her hand made contact with Yanna's flesh she could feel the warmth and soft texture of her pussy teasing the nerve laden side of her hand. It was so soft and squishy like grabbing a dreamy pink cloud. The heat coming from it only made it feel that much more beautiful, Shea was confused and excited all at the same time. She held on to her pussy for the longest examining all of the emotions rocketing through her head about life, love, and desire. 

Shea's fear of lesbianism was strong and founded in her teachings from as far back as early childhood but at this moment everything came crashing down around her. She didn't want to be but she had to know if. The sudden increase in desire when around a naked woman or the increased arousal when thinking about being with another woman was driving her crazy; all of this madness started that fateful night at the Ball where see was forced to strip for Trish.

The voice yelling in her head snapped Shea back to the task at hand. Katrina was now a little put out, her voice had a twinge of anger in it and Shea now feared for another reason. As she nodded giving Katrina the sign that she was paying attention Shea told her self that she must, no had to do what ever it was Katrina said or she would be cut from the program and tossed out into the street with nothing. 

Nodding at every word Shea received her assignment and steadied her self for the task. As instructed she slowly drew her palm up sliding her fingers along the wet slit until the tips of her fingers rested on top of Yanna's clit. Pressing down with mild pressure she rolled the button around driving Yanna's pleasure meter up until she was almost there. With a sharp flick of the wrist Shea withdrew her fingers outward them slapped them back down onto her clit shooting a shockwave through Yanna that elicited a gasp. 

Shea's orders were to continue to tap on Yanna's pleasure button until she was about to cum, then stop and move down over her dangling lips. Finding a rhythm that would be recognized as a 4/4 beat on a metronome Shea patted and pummeled Yanna's clit until it was ready to explode. Thrusting her hips out to meet the impact Yanna was on the verge of climax, allowing this to happen would have been a direct violation of her orders so Shea stopped slapping the now red fleshy mound on and around her clit. To gain control again of the moment Shea cupped Yanna's pussy once more this time squeezing it as if she was folding her fingers back flat against her palm. 

The sudden change and tight grip on her pussy caused Yanna's knees to buckle slightly as she rose up on her toes. Her legs know looked as if she was straddling a wide square box which actually gave Shea better access to the treasures she was starting to desire. 

A sudden flip of the wrist and Shea slapped the delicate soft lips of Yanna's pussy with a mild force. The strike was not enough to hurt but enough to get her attention. As her fingers impacted the tormented flesh of Yanna's pussy Shea felt the viscous fluid that was seeping out coat her digits. Again her fingers brought a minimally stinging blow to the hot flesh. Shea picked up her pace returning to the 4/4 beat. As she increased her rhythm she also added a bit more force to the slap. Shea could tell that she was driving Yanna crazy by the way she was dancing on her tip toes. It was getting close and she wanted to please Katrina so she stopped and returned to the hard squeeze of her palm. 

Yanna let out a, "AAAHHHH!" as Shea's hand squeegee out a hand full of hot juice into her palm. 

Shea was now starting to enjoy the game she was playing and began to take steps further than instructed. Rolling her fingers over Yanna's clit in a massaging fashion she brought her to the edge once again only to push her back by clamping down on her folds for the third time. When she began to slap her pussy she moved her hand around covering all of the tender flesh from her clit down to the area between her two holes. The roaming torture on Yanna was relentless; Shea was taking her as high as she could before she let her ride over the peak of orgasm. 

Yanna was now beet red between her thighs. Shea had slapped so much color into her that it glowed from the stinging heat. Yanna continued to thrive on this pain and pleasure as she started to rock back and forth humping the air as Shea administered the fatal blow. With her hand cupped Shea drew down upon Yanna with a hard pop driving electric impulses through her pussy up her body arcing from one nipple to the other then finally reaching the pleasure sensor in her brain.

A banshee scream of masochistic bliss came forth out of that small delicate woman when her moment finally arrived. The pitch and volume of the audible outburst was such Shea knew the Butlers would come running to make sure everyone was OK. In an attempt to muffle the noise Shea stuck her four cum soaked fingers into Yanna's open mouth stuffing her so she wouldn't alarm everyone. As her animalistic cry died down Shea removed her fingers only to have Yanna suckle them before they left her mouth. 

Hanging there by the death grip her hands had on the pipe Yanna's body went limp. Seeing her victim so satiated with pleasure Shea couldn't help but grab her head with both hands and kiss her deeply and passionately. As Yanna returned the kiss Shea's tongue explored the inside of Yanna's mouth as it danced with her tongue. During the kiss Shea noticed a delightful tangy flavor she had never known. Latter that night she realized it was the taste of another woman and she found it troubling but yet desirable. 

As Shea warmed up under the water Tess sat there wide eyed and slack jawed. Yanna slowly returned to the hear and now as the other two girls waited to see if there was anything else they were ordered to do. As they waited Yanna finally stood, faced toward the head and turned on only the clod water. The ice water splashed over her body bringing goose bumps to her flesh but also numbing the stinging heat radiating form her ass, breast, and now soon to be sore pussy. 

After what felt like five minutes Yanna cut off the water then walked over to Tess, in an act of controlling dominance she grabbed Tess by the back of the head and pulled her to her lips. Kissing her deep she made sure to force Tess down as she backed her onto the ledge. With a push off of finality Yanna wheeled around and stalked Shea across the room. Placing a hand on her chest as she approached Yanna backed Shea onto the ledge behind her. With one hand she snared a tuff of hair on the back of Shea's head and tilted it back. With the other she firmly clutched Shea's C cup breast hard, bringing her lips to Shea's she kissed her with a passion that could only be described as a truly honest thank you. Her tongue danced across Shea's with more eagerness than before and as she broke the kiss she bit down on Shea's lower lip pulling it with her as she backed off. 

As Yanna was taking control of the moment Shea became aware of the amount of slick fluid leaking out of her own pussy. She never stopped long enough to realize she had enjoyed the dominating action of before. The touch and feel of another woman's tender flesh mixed with the taste she discovered in Yanna's mouth had caused he body to react in a way she had not expected.

Leaving her there on the ledge Yanna walked out glancing over her shoulder at Shea, the look in her eye was reminiscent of a seductress who just found her prey.

With the game over and showers had, both girls hurried back to their room to get ready for dinner. 

As Shea walked into her room Wesley was there holding her evening attire. As fast as possible Shea leaped into her sheer bra and thong, with her hair still damp she had Wesley braid it so she wouldn't be delayed further. Running down the hall Shea made her way to the dinning room with only ten minutes left to eat.

Tess made it to the table slightly before Shea but Heather was there already finished with her meal. Not knowing what happened, Shea and Tess ate quickly with no conversation. As they gulped down the last of their meal they both stopped long enough to see Heather's eyes red and bloodshot as if she had been crying.

Before they could ask any questions Danielle's voice came through load and clear. "Ladies, I need you to do some research for me. In the library there is a section on art, if you would please find out everything you can on a Celtic Gold Warrior Fibula circa 3rd century B.C. and write it out on your laptops. Your assistants will foreword me the information tonight after you have been tucked in."

With their meal over the girls made their way over to the library. At the entrance all three butlers were standing there holding a laptop computer. As the girls passed by they handed their respective charge the computer and walked them in to a seat at one of the round tables. 

Wesley was very nice and polite as always as he began setting up the network for the computer. As he crawled under the table he came very close to Shea's thighs. "Spisss, Spissss, Ms. Egan." He whispered. 

Looking down Shea made eye contact with him as he started to whisper a helpful hint, "Don't forget to search the ancient text, sometimes the information in there is more accurate about detail. It is always good to read from someone who had physically seen the item in question."

Returning to her side Wesley made one last adjustment to the machine and life sprang to the screen. Flickering on the screen was the three flamed flame that haunted Shea's mind for over a month now. 

As the girls searched through volumes of art history books Shea could tell Heather didn't have her heart into it, she seemed somewhat distracted. While standing next to the stack together Shea even leaned over and softly asked if she was OK. Heather nodded her head yes but didn't verbally answer. Shea left it at that, understanding she wasn't ready to talk about it.

Tess was busy typing up most of the information she had found along with Heather, Shea on the other hand decided to take Wesley's advice and began looking through one of the old books over in the corner. Shea put on the white cloth gloves next to the shelf just as the sign requested as she lifted a very old brittle book from its place on the top row. She chose that specific book because of the title labeled under it, Kalhan the Dane Memoirs of Travels to Far Lands circa 146 A.D. The book was hard to read but drawings in it made the book interesting to look at. 

Shea spotted scenes from Kalhan's travels as he documented the people he encountered along the way. What she found in most of the pictures were simple foke from the time and era. One drawing caught her eye; the individual had to be of great importance because the artist used color to capture the elegance of the person's attire. Shea notice that they wore a fibula on there clock similar to the type she had been researching. The odd thing about this person was they worn two fibulas one on each side just below the shoulder. The pinning of the clock gave the individual the appearance of wearing a cape. Examining the drawing closer both fibulas were exactly the same in detail as if they were a matching set. 

Noting that mentally she continued to flip through the book glancing at the drawings until one burned into her soul. On one of the back pages she saw the flame design she had seen over and over. Above the flame there was an artistic rendition of a woman riding a chariot drawn by two Gib-cats. Her beauty was that of the Greek goddess Aphrodite. In oddly styled writing she could make out the name Freyja, but nothing else.

Shea closed the book very carefully not to damage it and returned to her table pale as a ghost. Staring at her screen for some time she finally brought her self to write up her report on the findings about the Celtic Fibula. Included in her report was the information she found about a sale in 2001 at South Kensington Auction house. It appears the British Museum of London bought a Golden Celtic Warrior Fibula circa 3rd century B.C. for 1.1 million British Pounds the equivalent to 1.65 million US dollars. In her report she also included the thought that most fibulas were made in pares so there could be a matching piece still unaccounted for.

When the girls had finished their project each returned to their room to prepare for bed. Shea had a million questions running through her head due to the sighting of the flame in the ancient book. There was only one person she could ask and Wesley was about to be grilled. 

Storming in, she launched into Wesley firing question after question about who, what, and how. Most of the questions he refused to speak on but he did elaborate on the picture in the book.

"Ms. Egan the flame you see is the corporate logo for the organization it is derived from a mythological being." He said.

Angrily Shea fired back at him, "I kind of gathered that but who the hell is she?"

"Well lets see, on one hand she is the goddess of love and fertility while on the other hand she is a Leader of the Valkyrie and goddess of war. So you see she is a very complicated woman who no one really knows. I personally like to think she is a mythological being loving all and fighting for those she loves." He rambled.

"I mean what the hell does she have to do with this? The whole organization and crap!" Shea grumbled with boiling anger.

"She is our muse." He replied.

"Like some kind of worship or something? Are you telling me this is a cult or something?" she fired back.

"No Madame, this is not a cult but a very successful business venture that has taken on the persona of the ancient Nordic Goddess Freyja. By using her skills and applying them to business the organization has become very wealthy and has been able to remain that way for some time. Think of it as a company motto or creed, which best explains it to someone who is not in the know." He said as he turned to her holding a silver tray covered in a white cloth.

Shea was still confused and angry when she looked down towards the trey. The lump in the middle looked larger than the one there the previous night. Ripping the cloth back Shea felt every thing whirling through her mind come to a screeching halt. On the trey as every night before Wesley had the plug that was to be inserted into her ass, the last one felt huge but the one she was staring at now was far bigger than she could have expected. 

"There is no way that is going to fit in my ASS!" Shea blurted out as she was finally able to find words.

"I thought there might be some hesitation so I took the liberty of setting up the relaxation rod for you over on the bed. You will also find the lubrication has been warmed to 98.6 degrees to help ease the shock to your little muscles. Warming them up sometimes helps them to relax." He replied.

Shea had been knocked off her game, she came in trying to get answers and now she was struggling to accept the fact that she was about to have a hazard cone planted in her rear. Making her way onto the bed Shea took up the position she used the last time she had to "RELAX" her back door. Lubing the silver rod with one hand she realized the girth of it was as big as some of the male sex organs she had seen or felt during her limited sex life. This was going to be difficult if not painful but she knew she had to follow orders to remain in the program. After the shower incident she was sure Heather was on her way out and she didn't want to be next. 

After applying ample amounts of lube to the rod Shea used her fingers to rub in a generous amount on and in her ass. It wasn't difficult to fit two fingers up her ass now and the lube made it slid in and out with great ease. The intrusion was actually pleasurable but she controlled her feelings enough to do the job and move on. 

Lining up the large pole Shea pushed it against her opening forcing the tip to penetrate her pucker. The first part of the rod wasn't too bad but as she pushed more of it inward she felt her hole stretch open wider than before. "God, it feels like a truck driving up my ass." She said aloud as the rod slowly started to sink deeper into her butt. 

With slow steady pressure Shea managed to bury the rod as deep as her grip would allow. Pulling out slowly she felt the familiar tingle inside her pussy as her pleasure started to rise. It only took four or five strokes for Shea to become horny as hell as she pumped her ass with the large steel rod. With a steady beat and some wiggling of her ass Shea was within sight of her anal orgasm. Picking up the speed and force of each thrust Shea marched her self to a massive body convulsing explosion of joy. The audible scream hit such a high pitch Wesley was barely able to hear it. 

As deja vue set in Wesley made his way over to his young charge. Face down breathing erratic Shea was lost in a cloud as the aftershock of her orgasm rippled through her. The silver rod protruded out from her ass like a odd shaped tail, the only thing different from the previous anal adventure was the absence of her fluid gushing vaginal orgasm that left her such a mess. Removing the rod with careful hands Wesley wiped clean her lower half has he inserted the large rubber cone firmly in her rectal cavern.  

Dressing her in her night gown Wesley moved the rag doll around on the bed until he had her tucked in tight ready for sleep. Deviating from the normal educational/tutorial selection for the night Wesley coded a special history lesson into the keypad next to the head board. As he left the room he gathered up Shea's laptop and flips the lights.

The familiar humming started the like a voice from above the lesson began. Over the next few hours the narrator lectured on the history, literature, and lineage of the Nordic Mythological Goddess Freyja.

During the night Shea learned everything there was to know about the blonde haired, blue eyed, fair skinned goddess; the relationship between her and the other Norse gods and what she stood for. Shea was informed of the power she had over men when she worn her flame necklace and how she commanded the Valkyrie. The most interesting thing in the lecture was the information about how Freyja was also the Goddess of Love. The narrator spoke on the use of sex as a power and also delved into some of the more intimate forms of sex. As the images of the goddess invaded her dreams Shea pictured her self making love to the deity in many different ways, all of which were far from the norm for the previously shy girl from the mid west.

As before Shea's hands were not idle during the night. Finding the damp hole between her legs her fingers danced a naughty step causing her to tug, pinch, flick, tap, circle, and fuck her pussy over and over throughout the night. The number of orgasms didn't matter because once those digits started they didn't stop, even as the bright morning light blinded her Shea find her fingers pumping deep into her now sloppy gushing hole. The index finger on each hand was diving deep and pulling open her wet slot as they came out. 

Wesley pulled back the covers revealing Shea's manual manipulation of her pussy. As he saw her cum covered hands groping around between her legs he said, "My haven't we made a fine mess of things this morning."

Shea still half asleep looked down and witnessed her hands doing things to her pussy that she would never do in front of someone else. Embarrassed she quickly pulled her hands away and sat up covering her now aching pussy. The ach was not from being sore but from being empty, for some reason Shea felt like she needed to fuck and fuck bad.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 05



Wesley moved about the room as he did every morning preparing to tidy up as soon as Ms. Egan left for her shower when he noticed she was not moving out of the bed. Turning to her he asked, "Is there a problem this morning Ms. Egan?" 

Shea replied in a faint embarrassed voice, "I'm having difficulty moving with this mountain up my backside. It is uncomfortable to scoot off the bed."

Wesley being the consummate gentleman assisted her off the bed and into the half bath so she could remove the plug to start the day's morning rituals. 

With an audible sucking noise and then a sudden rush of air and excess lube Shea removed the anal plug to the musical sounds of a boy scout camp having a farting contest in the cabin after a big meal of red beans. Embarrassment from this was no longer an issue; the noisy expulsion was becoming a norm when she removed the plug each morning. 

Shea had noticed that her stretched hole was taking a little longer to close up each morning so she would sit on the toilet longer making sure she wasn't walking around with a gapping hole behind her.

When Shea finally came out Wesley was busy removing the sheets on the bed and replacing them with clean fresh linens. Shea moved slowly due to the way her ass felt but eventually she made it to the shower. 

Upon returning to her room Shea found Wesley was still there, he was always gone by the time she returned from her shower every other morning but today he remained until she returned.

"I thought you would be long gone by now." She said.

"I have been instructed to inform you that you are to remain in your room until further notice. The clothing laid out on the bed is to be your uniform for today. Now if you would please select from the following items so I may retrieve your breakfast." He said.

"You mean I will be eating in my room this morning? What about the, All meals will be taken in the dinning room, rule." She jokingly spouted off.

Wesley's gaze turned serious as he looked up from his note pad, "Ms. Egan today there will be a big change in the goings on around here. It is not polite to joke. During the morning hours one of the Madame's will be coming by to visit with you. I hope you are more sincere with them as they hold your future in their hand." 

With that he spun on his heels and left the room. 

Shea standing there motionless and slack jawed at what Wesley just said slowly moved to gather up the garment she was to wear that day.

Throwing off her heavy robe Shea stood naked at the end of the bed. Picking up the garment she saw that it was a light white sundress. Slipping it on over her head she walked over to the mirror to see how it fit. Like every other thing they made her wear it fit just perfect. The fabric flowed with each movement of her body. The length was down about mid-thigh and the waist line was just the right size. As she looked closer Shea noticed that with the light behind her she could see through her dress, upon closer inspection she realized the material was a gauze fabric that was slightly less revealing than the sheer bra and panties they had to wear at dinner time.

During the morning hours Shea sat in her room using the time to read ahead on her studies only to find her self day dreaming about sex. Her need from this morning had not gone away completely but she was not near as bad as when she awoke. She knew that if she didn't attempt to keep her mind busy she would return to that desperate lusting state before long.

At about eleven o'clock there was a knock at the door; opening it Shea found Katrina standing there dressed every business like a suit jacket and matching mini-skirt. Letting her in Shea asked what the change in schedule was about.

"Sit down please." Katrina said pointing to the edge of the bed.

Taking a seat in the only chair in the room Katrina crossed her long gorgeous legs and began eyeing Shea from head to toe. "Today we have made a change in the structure of the training. Due to her inability to comply with requests Heather has been terminated. Now to ease your mind she has not been killed or snuffed out so to speak, she has been let go. She will return to a new world away from our location which suited her better than her previous situation. That is all you need to know about her, the issue at hand is your ability to continue to perform the necessary task. I have a feeling if asked to do what Heather was asked you would have refused to comply just as she had. I was surprised by your willingness to punish Yanna's pussy the way you did so there might be hope for you yet." 

Shea lowered her eyes and blushed with shame as the conversation moved to her spanking Yanna in the private region.

"I have one question for you and I want an honest answer. Have you ever made love to another woman?" Katrina asked.

With a muffled voice Shea squeaked out, "No Madame."

"Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with another woman? Katrina pried.

Again in a shamed embarrassed voice Shea answered, "I think so Madame. I mean I have had dreams and strange feelings about the subject."

"Knowing that you might have to perform that task to complete your training would you like to leave now?" Katrina asked.

That was her chance she could walk away from this nightmare of a situation with just a simple yes, "No Madame." Came out of her mouth. What was she saying, she thought in her head as soon as the words left her lips? I could leave and never have to deal with this again. If what she said was true, Heather is going to do better now than she was before this all started but for some reason her subconscious mind over ruled her rational thought and answered for her.

"If I asked you to get down on your knees and come lick on my pussy right now you couldn't do it could you?" Katrina said as she parted her legs revealing a naked pussy topped with a thin curving line of coal black pubic hair. The line was no more than three inches long and quarter inch wide but what made it so interesting was the way it S'ed back and forth like the dangerous curve signs on the highway.

Shea was trembling when she answered, "No Madame, I am not sure if it is what I want or if it is just an erotic thought that keeps haunting me."

"If you were to do something like this would you know what to do with another woman's pussy?" she asked Shea directly.

"I ---, I am not sure if I would know what to do or how. I do now that if I was to do it I think doing it with one of you would make me feel very nervous and uncomfortable." Shea said with hope that it did not offend.

"Well we understand the struggle that this situation causes. We offered Heather the same choice we are about to offer you, she was unable to come to grips with the situation so she made the decision for us when it came time to let her go." Katrina said as she closed her legs and stood.

Walking over to the bed she sat by Shea and held her hand as if she was trying to comfort her. "If you were to give up your Bi-sexual virginity is there someone that would make you more comfortable being with than one of us?"

Shea thought as she felt Katrina hug her slightly as if she was giving her moral support. "I think----, I mean-----, Well there-----, You see there is a person who has been in my dreams before and I think if she was the one I lost my so called Bi-virginity it would be less intimidating and scary for me."

"Good then give Wesley the name and information on this person so we may check them out and set something up. There is a timetable we need to stick to so please don't dilly dally. This must be complete by the end of the weekend." She said as she stood to leave the room. 

Before she exited she turned and looked back on Shea, "Oh and by the way I understand you woke up very horny today. I will send someone up to take care of that for you right away." With that she blew Shea a kiss and closed the door.

Lunch had pasted as Shea sat in her chair looking out the window into the park across the way. The pigeons floating around in a cloud as people walked by, and small kids playing gave the scene a quaint Norman Rockwell feel as Shea relaxed and contemplated the question Katrina posed to her.

A firm knock at the door broke the tranquil moment forcing Shea to get up to answer. Moving was becoming harder for her today because of the soreness in her butt, usually she works out the kinks during the yoga session each morning but today she was left to lounge in her room.

When she opened the door Shea saw the man she sucked off a week ago standing there with a giant bag slung over his shoulder. Surprised and red with embarrassment she asked if he needed anything.

"Ms. Katrina instructed me to relieve you of your stress. I thought a massage would be helpful in this situation." He popped off as he pushed his way past her.

Shea's mind rocketed back to the last statement Katrina said as she walked out earlier that morning. Was he here to relieve stress or fuck the shit out of her, she wasn't sure. 

Setting up a padded massage table the young man arranged everything he needed in less than five minutes. Shea was still standing near the door when he looked up and said, "Well are you going to get ready for your massage or do we need to move it out into the hall way?"

Shea stammered for a second then shut the door. As she walked over near the table the handsome young man nonchalantly removed his shirt exposing his chiseled chest. "Don't want to get any of the oil on my shirt if that is OK with you?" he said.

Shea stared at his muscular form as she slowly made her way to the end of the table. With a little nod she confirmed that his upper body nakedness was more than OK with her. Looking down she saw that his pants were more like pajama pants that tied to keep them up. She flashed on his cock as the images of a week ago came rushing back to her. Responding to her mental recall Shea's body started to come alive. Firmness in her nipples started to take place and her lower region became very warm border lining on hot.

"If you would please take off your dress and lay down on your stomach." He replied in a workman like tone.

Shea by now was becoming less shy about being nude in front of people so she slipped off her dress without much hesitation. Taking her place on the table as instructed Shea became very aware of the strong hands kneading her calves as the massage began. By the time he made his way up past the knee Shea was off in a day dream fantasizing about riding the young stud as if he were a live fuck toy.

With her attention else where Shea didn't register the copious amount of oil her masseuse dribbled over and down her ass. His hands worked in tandem as they squeezed the soft flesh of her buttocks. With each roll he would part her cheeks allowing more of the oil to slide down coating her pucker hole and pussy. The day dream Shea was enjoying was adding a slippery substance to the area itself, Shea's moisture was leaking out mixing with the massage oil making her pussy as slick as ever. 

As her pleasure began to rise Shea allowed her legs to roll open granting him more access to her private areas. Taking advantage of the situation he slid a hand down between her legs and slowly pulled his finger up the length of her wet slit rubbing in the mix of fluids and trailing off as his fingers tickled her back door. 

Shea moaned as his warm hand massaged her pussy then sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers flipped a switch firing sparks through her ass.

The sexual tension was building so high even the young man started showing signs of arousal. Shea turned her head towards her masseuse to see a large tent just inches from her face. There it was, that hard smooth cock she sucked just nine days earlier. It was more than she could resist; with one hand she reached out and pulled the tie string on his pants loosening them to the point they fell from his waist. The only thing holding them up now was his hard steel rod. 

Grabbing the object of her desire Shea tugged and pulled on his root as if she was trying to pull it off. The force of her actions altered her studs footing bringing him closer to her head. With the large lollypop so close to her mouth Shea peeled off the last bit of fabric from her goal. With pants now gathered around his ankles the young man stood next to Shea's face directing his raging hard on towards her opening mouth. Shea gazed at her new discovery; it was just like she remembered it in her day dream. Hard, thick and clean, he was one of those guys that shaved his pubic region and from this angle she could tell that he also cleared off any stray hairs on his scrotum. The skin along his member was smooth and silky, Shea couldn't wait to run her tongue along his delicious flesh tasting his musk and working towards her final goal a good hard fucking.

With cock firmly imbedded in her mouth Shea used her free hand to massage his balls coaxing his juices to increase so she could receive a larger load. With his member being tongue bathed Shea's stallion began dipping his fingers into her waiting hole prepping it for his eventual penetration. 

As Shea worked his cock in and out she rolled over giving her self a better angle to her toy. This made it difficult for him to continue to tease her pussy so in a forceful rugged manner he flipped Shea onto her back and pulled her towards the end of the table until her head hung off the edge. 

Now he had access to not only her pussy but to those dark red rock hard nipples that protruded out like towers. As he leaned in to reach for her wet lips his shaft drove deep into her mouth. Without thinking her body followed the tutorial lessons she heard that first night here. Instinctively she flattened her tongue and allowed the head of his tool to sink into her throat. The few times she had given a blow job before she would gag long before the cock reached the back of her throat. That was a first for her; she had never swallowed a cock that deep before and now with little effort she had a nice sized dick nestled somewhere in her neck. With his balls resting on her nose Shea felt the sudden need to breath, with his stick deep in her mouth she wasn't able to do so. With a shove she pushed him back forcing his cock out of her mouth as she gasped for air. 

"Oh god sorry I forgot to pull out, it felt too good to move." He said as Shea pulled in an ocean of air into her lungs.

"I'm new at this so help me out a little will ya?" she replied.

Returning his rod deep into her throat the young man started to torment Shea's pussy with more earnest. As he did so Shea flexed her throat muscles milking his cock returning the pleasurable torture until he had to stop for fear of cumming too soon.

Her stud couldn't wait any longer he had to take her right then. Crawling up on the table he positioned himself between her legs and rested her feet atop his shoulders. With one quick thrust he hammered home his fuck tool hitting the bottom of Shea's aching pussy. Gasping from the sudden intrusion Shea soon found her complementary movement to his hard strong stroke. Shortly they were moving in rhythm with the sound of flesh smacking against each other as his thighs and her ass collided. 

Shea had been so worked up over the last few days that her orgasm was closer than she realized. As the wave hit her the cock parting her pussy continued to piston away. The non-stop action caused one orgasmic wave to crash on top of another making multiple orgasms feel as if they were one giant never ending explosion. 

Shea went limp as her body couldn't keep up with the short circuiting pleasure that racked her pleasure zones. The young man providing the source of the joy was not yet through; with an unfaltering erection he eyed his subject and decided to change things up. Stepping down from the table he slowly pulled Shea to the edge dragging her ass off the end. With her legs up over his shoulders he lined his sturdy rod up with the brown pucker that was so thoroughly lubed from the oil earlier. Pressing the head of his cock against her hole he slowly started to slip in her back door. 

Shea still somewhat out of it didn't resist as he took her anal virginity. As the head passed the sphincter muscle Shea realized there was an intruder at her rear exit. Without saying anything she lifted her head up off the table to examine the situation. It was hard to see from this angle so she elevated her self up on her elbows, the feeling that was coming from back there was very good so she wasn't startled when she saw his cock working its way into her ass. 

With lust in her eyes Shea looked at him and said, "Fuck it, fuck it for me, I want to know what it is like to get fuck in the ass until I cum."

Those were all the words he needed to hear; as her muscled relaxed enough to take his full length Shea's stud began to drive his cock in until he was buried to the balls. Long stroking in and out of Shea with as much speed as he could muster forced Shea to hold on for dear life. With a hold of his shoulders Shea began to meet his thrust with her own, grinding her ass against his with each down stroke. 

Shea was experiencing something out of this world, tightness in her stomach that had never been there before. The more he fucked her ass the stronger the feeling became until it was clear to her that this was an orgasm building from deeper down than she could ever imagine. Wanting to reach this new found treasure Shea increased her movement urging her lover on as she started speaking in a raspy lust filled voice. The words escaping her mouth were mixed with deep animalistic grunts as the full length of his cock reached home. The closer she got the filthier her language became until all she was able to muster was FUCK.

The verbal assault along with her unbridled enthusiasm triggered his long awaited release. As the rockets of hot cum launched into her bowels Shea's orgasm was finally set in motion. Her body tensed up until every muscle she had was visible through her skin. Her mouth opened wide almost to the point of unhinging her jaw allowing the scream of a lioness to erupt. With violent contractions she shook both her self and her lover until it looked like an epileptic fit. 

Shea couldn't control her self; it felt like her tits were going to explode and her stomach contracted so hard she thought she was going to push her pussy inside out. Her finger dug into her studs shoulders so hard she clawed his muscular flesh cutting deep into him with her nails. 

Without warning everything Shea saw began to close down around her. Her vision became tunnel and her body lost the ability to support it self. Collapsing back down onto the table Shea was close to a vegetative state.

The lover still buried deep in her rectum slowly started to withdraw as his once proud cock shrank leaving her ass gapping open as cum slowly oozed out. As he gained his composure the young man followed through with the rest of his master's orders. Lifting the sack of bones that was previously a fierce lustful woman he carried her into the shower room and delicately bathed her just as Wesley had done the other night. 

With tender hands and gentlemanly manner he made quick work of the task and washed himself off too. As before he returned her to her room and dressed her in the white gauze outfit leaving her resting on the bed until she was able to fully recover from her astronomical orgasm. 

Late that afternoon Wesley returned to the room finding Shea napping on the bed. Waking her he instructed her to freshen up before dinner was served. Shea followed his instruction and was about to leave the room for dinner when he asked her, "Would you like to give me the information Ms. Katrina requested now or after dinner? I will need it to perform a background check before they let you go off campus."




Freyja Inc. Ch. 06



Chapter Six 

The Awakening

The morning came much too early for Shea, she was mixed between two very hot wet dreams. In one she was with Trish following her sexual desires and in the other she was the object of desire being had by all three of the women that were controlling this circus. The hand on her shoulder shaking her genteelly was that of Wesley, usually he would pull back the curtain and allow the bright morning light to wake Shea but today it was overcast and without some coaxing Shea would sleep the morning away.

With a small grin across her face Shea finally began to return from her dream state and open her eyes. "Good morning Ms. Egan." Wesley said as her eyes cracked open.

"Oh, good morning to you too Wesley." She replied.

Sitting up Shea was happy she no longer had the plug in her ass; she was able to sit up in bed and take in the morning without being so uncomfortable. As before Shea had made quit a mess of her self during the night; there was a large wet spot on the sheets, her hands were slick and smelled of sex, and the dark auburn hair covering her mound was matted down with her own cum.

While Shea sat there for a moment Wesley began pulling the comforter off the bed. "Ms. Egan if you would please, I need to remove the linens and place fresh ones on." 

Shea slowly rolled out of bed standing in front of the window and started to stretch.

"My Ms. Egan you sure have a knack for sullying the bed." Wesley said as he pulled the sheets back.

Shea looked over at the massive spot on the bed; she must have squirted during the night while masturbating. There was no other explanation for the vast size of the wet spot, unless she pissed the bed and she hasn't done that since she was four.

"I do believe you have even surpassed Ms. Danielle for having the most nocturnal emissions in one week. I remember when she was making her way through; she would have sex dreams that caused issues like this at least twice, no three times a week. Unfortunately for the linen service they were no where near this messy." Wesley mused on.

Shea blushed as Wesley continued to discuss the fact that she was having wet dreams at night. It didn't make things any better with her standing there with sticky wet hands and a soaking wet pussy.

Shea made her way to the shower to clean up. While she was cleaning up Tess walked in greeting her with a morning grunt. Tess wasn't a morning person and the fact that she was forced to go to bed early still didn't help. After soaking in the warm water for a moment Tess lowered the spray and took a seat on the ledge next to her in the corner. 

Shea, busy washing her hair paid no attention to Tess until she caught a glimpse of her soaping up her pussy. As Shea watched; Tess lathered up her crotch and slowly, carefully started to shave her pubic region. From what Shea could see there wasn't anything there to begin with but she was too curious to not ask.

"Tess what are you doing?" she said.

"I'm shaving the little kitty. It was starting to get prickly." Tess replied.

Shea was more curious than shocked at this point so she continued to watch Tess clear the stubble from her mound. As she watched on Shea slowly drew her fingers across the area just above her pussy feeling the curly hair decorating her womanly region. As her fingers moved across she could feel the stubble of the hair Trish trimmed away then a nice thick soft patched followed by more stubble. Exploring more Shea reached down further to find more prickly hairs on either side of her opening and in the cress next to her legs. The new hair growth was actually starting to itch and annoy Shea but she was unaware of what was causing it until now.

Shea watched as Tess finished her grooming and realized she needed to do some of her own or there would be a growing problem so to speak. At that moment it hit her, that was how she was going to get Trish near her pussy. The grooming was the perfect excuse to contact and visit Trish; it would even get her down there close to her pussy. Shea knew that if she could get her close the moment would lead to an opportunity for either Trish to take the lead or Shea her self could force the issue.

Hurrying back to her room Shea wasted no time chatting with Tess. As Shea entered the room Wesley was there finishing the bed, "Ah, Ms. Egan I see you have hurried this morning. I take it you are in a rush to do something today."

"Wesley, did you contact the person I told you about last night?" Shea asked.

Wesley responded with a quick "No Madame." As he finished his work tucking in the last corner of the sheet. 

"Well I think I know a way to get myself invited over so we could take care of that little situation if it is OK with the bosses." Shea said with a glee in her voice.

"I do believe that may be a possibility Ms. Egan, but first you must go and eat breakfast." Wesley replied.

Some what crushed by the lack of excitement on Wesley's part Shea dressed in the cotton bra and thong and headed off to breakfast. As she sat there with Tess Shea asked question after question about grooming the lower regions. Shea wanted to know how long Tess had been doing it, did she always shave or sometimes wax, how long did it take to grow back, had anyone else done it for her, why she like being hairless, and finally did Tess think she would like having hers shaved for a while.

Tess answered all of her questions, some with a look of "Where have you been for the last five years", but none the less she gave Shea a full description of what to expect, how it felt, did it itch, was it safe, and what she thought Shea would look like clean shaven.

Shea went to the exercise room after breakfast to go through the yoga stretches by her self so she could maintain her new workout program. Tess was headed back to her room with intent on going back to sleep. Sunday was their only true day off so both planned on get things done they missed out on this week. As one could guess Shea was more interested in making up the yoga workout she missed yesterday and Tess was all about sleeping the day away.

About two thirds of the way through the yoga progression Katrina entered the room. "Do you mind if I join you." She asked.

Shea knew that question was rhetorical but she answered anyway, "No, it would be nice to have a partner for some of the stretches."

"Good but there is one thing that we need to fix before we begin." Katrina said. 

"What would that be Madame?" Shea replied

"I only do yoga in the nude, and if you're going to be my partner you will need to be nude also." She said with a stern look in her eye waiting for Shea to refuses.

Shea carefully examined the trap Katrina laid out and then with a cheerful voice she replied, "If you say so, I have never exercised in the nude. I would imagine it makes you feel completely free."

Shea and Katrina both started removing their clothes as they eyeballed each other waiting for the other to give. Shea having less on to begin with was out of her sports bra and thong in no time. Finished disrobing she stood near Katrina examining her figure as she removed her clothes. Watching her like she was gave Shea a little since of power as Katrina was under her microscope. Katrina was no weak ninny; she understood the emotional and mental feelings of power one gets when watching someone undress before them. She was going to allow Shea this small victory for now because she understood the need for such a confidence booster today.

With both girls naked they began to go through the positions starting from the easiest to the hardest. During the progression Katrina would give Shea advice on life, friends, business, and eventually sex. It was here that Shea started to become slightly aroused; the fact that she was next too, stretching, or holding another naked woman through most of the exercise program never seemed to affect her until now. As Katrina talked about sex Shea became more aware of the sexual nature of the female body. 

Shea examined every inch of Katrina's glorious figure from her large firm breast to the S curved patch of hair above her pussy. The more she looked on the more she realized she was attracted to this strong confident woman. Facing each other as they sat on the floor Katrina spread her legs wide as if she was going into the splits. "Place your feet together with mine." She instructed Shea.

Stretching out Shea was only able to meet Katrina's legs at the ankle; Katrina's legs were way longer than hers. As she sat there allowing the stretch to work itself out Katrina held out her hands, "Take my arms and lean back as far as you can. It helps me stretch further." 

Doing as instructed Shea leaned back pulling Katrina towards her. With her back flat on the floor Shea could feel the stretch her self and also there was something soft and fleshy rubbing along the inside of her thighs. Looking down she saw Katrina's mounds dangling down swaying back and forth against the inner part of her legs. Without thinking Shea closed her eyes and imagined what it would feel like to have Katrina lick her pussy.

As she held the stretch she asked, "What does it feel like?"

"What does what feel like?" Katrina replied.

"You know, to be with a woman. What does it feel like when they touch you down there?" Shea asked with eyes still closed.

Katrina paused for a second then explained the tactile feeling of another woman's touch. She went into great detail between the difference in a man's touch and a woman's touch. The latter being more sensuous and tender, as she continued she also spoke of the different types of orgasms a woman would have being with another female.

When Katrina finished her explanation she pulled her self up and leaned back drawing Shea foreword until she was leaning over Katrina. Shea moved without resistance stretching as far foreword as she could. The pull in her muscles was strong but not painful. Reaching the depth of her stretch Shea felt a heat radiating up towards her face. Opening her eyes she found her self just inches from Katrina's luscious pussy. The heat coming off of it was telling Shea just how much Katrina wanted her. 

This was the first time Shea had ever been that close to another woman's pussy. From this vantage point she could make out every little fold of flesh and see just how moist it becomes with arousal. With her face so close to a honey pot Shea couldn't help but get a nostril full of the sweet musky aroma of a female vagina when it is fully aroused. The smell was intoxicating, Shea struggled to maintain control because she was about to give in and attempt to taste Katrina right there. 

Katrina released the stretch and slowly raised her self back up to a sitting position. Looking over Shea monitoring her signs of peaked interest Katrina said, "I take it you liked what you saw? Well to let you in on a little secret, IT likes you too."

With that she hopped up and ordered Shea to get up and follow her to the showers. Both women strolled through the building completely nude as they made their way down stairs to the showers. 

Katrina was just like Yanna, standing firm and defiant as the first blast of cold water arched across her firm breast drawing her skin tight and snapping her nipples to full attention. As the two ladies washed off the sweat from their workout Shea asked Katrina a point blank question, "Do you and the other two ladies ever.......You know have sex with each other?"

"Well, there have been occasions where we have engaged in sexual acts with each other. It is not a common thing for us to just break out in a Lesfest but we all enjoy the comfort of each other if the desire arises." Katrina responded. 

"Were you nervous the first time you did it with another girl?" Shea meekly asked.

"I think everyone has some doubt the first time they try it but if you go into it with an open mind and don't expect the earth to move most women find it more pleasurable and passionate than being with a man." She answered.

"I think I'm ready to try, I just hope that my friend will go slowly so I won't be scared." Shea said 

"Well if you think you are ready I will have Wesley arrange to have her come here and meet you." Katrina replied with a business like tone in her voice.

"No, I think it would be better if maybe I went to her place. I know she likes me in that kind of way but it would be weird to just bring her here to have sex. I think it would make me feel better if I tested the water a little before...... You understand don't you?" Shea said.

Katrina thought for a moment then said, "I will speak with the other ladies and confirm with Wesley on her background check. You will have you answer in an hour." With that Katrina turned off the water and walked out of the shower. As Shea rinsed off she too followed Katrina out of the shower and toweled off.

Waiting in her room by the window wrapped in her robe Shea stared out at the park day dreaming of what it would be like to be with Trish. The smell of Katrina's pussy was faintly dancing in her nose as she thought back to the night Trish shaved her pubic region. She could remember the female musky scent of Trish when they were in the bathroom; the olfactory similarity was flooding her mind with mental images of the night on the couch as they played with the toys. The longer Shea sat there viewing the scene in her mind the more she became excited about seeing Trish once again. 

Wesley entered the room at exactly one hour carrying a garment folded with a golden sash along with a pair of high heel sandals.

"I have been instructed to take you into town for a rendezvous with Ms. Allen. You will need to prepare for your trip outside of the compound." He said as he laid the items on the end of the bed. 

Shea stood up and walked over to the bed to inspect the items. As she approached Wesley reached out and took her hands examining her nails. "I do believe we will need to start with the fingers and work our way down to the toes." 

Wesley arranged the chair next to the bed then quickly left the room. Less than a minute later he was back with a small shoe box size case. 

"Ms. Egan please take a seat so I can give you a manicure." He said.

Shea followed Wesley's orders with a smile; she was all about getting a free manicure. After a short time Wesley had finished off her left hand and started on the right. Checking his handy work Shea found that he was very talented in French tips. She always loved the way they looked and thought a woman with French tips was classy.

"Now for the toes." He spouted as he reached for her feet.

Shea was in heaven; the firm massaging grip on the arch of her foot felt wonderful. Wesley was gentle with the file but very quick. As Shea leaned back allowing Wesley to continue his work she sunk deep into the cushions on the chair relaxing. Shea's robe fell open as Wesley moved her feet around during the pedicure exposing her sex pot and the inner edges of her breast. 

With toes adorned with matching French tips Wesley looked up catching the sight of Shea's now bushy crotch. "Oh no that just will not do!" He verbalized with a disappointment in his voice.

Throwing open her robe Wesley adjusted Shea's legs spreading them wider giving him a more revealing view of her fuzzy pussy. "Ms. Egan when was the last time you manicure you quim?" 

Shea was taken back slightly by his actions and then straight foreword question. "Ah, it was a week ago Thursday." She said in a please forgive me kind of tone.

"Well that must be tended too. Shave or wax?" He said as he looked her in the eye.

"What do you mean?" she replied.

"Do you want me to shave you crotch or wax it?" he returned as if it was perfectly normal for him to groom her pussy.

"Ah, I don't want you to do either." Shea said as she folded her robe back over her nakedness.

"Well Ms. Egan I think that is poor form for someone to leave their pubic hair so over grown especially if they intend to have another person intimately close to the area." Wesley said in a rather put off manner.

"First off I find it rude that you speak to me that way, and second I have a plan on how to get Trish to make love to me by having her groom my crotch instead of you." She shot back with an angry tone.

"Oh, my apologies Ms. Egan; if you would in the future keep me abreast of any plans you have so I do not over step my boundaries if you please." He replied. 

"If you will allow me Madame, I will apply you makeup while your nails dry to expedite the process."

Shea nodded her consent which sent Wesley off to fetch his makeup kit. During his absence Shea marveled at how good her finger and toe nails looked, that Wesley was a man of many talents. The French tips on her toes was something new to her and she found them to be more than classy, they were down right perfection.

Wesley returned with another kit and without any formality her tilted Shea's head back and went to work. Base, eyes, cheeks, and lips all attended to and none overlooked. Wesley made short work of the makeup and without asking started to brush and fashion Shea's auburn locks. Curling iron and brush moved with masterful precision followed by a quick spray. Before Shea could really understand what was going on Wesley had given her the works, manicure, pedicure, makeup, and hair were complete now all she had to do was dress. 

As she stood up to put on the outfit Wesley brought her she couldn't tell who was more excited about the future events, her or Wesley. Taking the dress from the bed Wesley held it up so Shea could see what it looked like. To her disappointment the dress looked like a square white sheet with golden trim around the edge. There was a hole in the middle that was also trimmed with the gold edge. Shea didn't know exactly what it was but it wasn't a dress.

"Here place you head through this opening please." He said as he held the dress up higher to give her access to the hole. With her head through the opening Wesley let the fabric fall down over her back. When she stood upright the front and back of her body was covered by the dress but both sides were exposed to anyone beside her. Adjusting the fit across her shoulders and fluffing her hair Wesley went about completing the outfit. Wrapping the golden sash around her waist he knotted it just off to the side allowing the ends to dangle down her right leg. With the sash in place the fabric of the dress drew tighter across her chest closing the wide gap on each side but still leaving it open. The sides of her breast were very visible along with the flesh all the way down past her hips. Wesley proceeded to slip the high heel sandals elevating Shea another four inches. 

"Let us take a look in the mirror and see just how stunning you are." Wesley said after her stood up and inspected his work.

Walking over to the mirror Shea could feel the light weight fabric float up and down as she stepped. The material tickled a little across her ass as it swayed back and forth. Turning to look Shea was speechless when she saw a Goddess staring back at her in the mirror. The simple dress now looked like an ancient tunic one would see worn by a mythological goddess in a painting by De Vince or Michael Angelo. Her auburn locks flowed down around her head and over her shoulders framing the features of her face with astounding effect. The makeup Wesley applied was simple yet highlighted her green eyes and Native American bone structure. 

Shea turned to take in the view from behind; the speed of her turn lifted the light fabric enough so she was able to get a full view of her naked buttocks and then the auburn patch of hair between her legs. "Oh my, that could be embarrassing in public." She said as her hands lowered the dress to cover her pussy.

Facing the mirror again Shea scanned down the image and noticed her dark red nipples and dark auburn muff were slightly visible through the white fabric. "Ah, Wesley this dress is almost see through, it looks pretty dark out like it might rain. What will I do if it gets wet and everyone can see right through it?" 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 06



"I would suggest you do as our Mistresses would do, STRUT!" he shouted as he twirled a hand in the air as if doing the tango.

Shea giggled a little then turned back to the mirror, "Wesley do you think I am pretty? I mean do you think I have the type of looks they do?"

"Ms. Egan, you my dear are as beautiful if not more beautiful than any woman in this city. If your self confidence was at the level of my girls no man in the world would stand a chance denying you anything you desire." He softly replied with a fatherly tone to his voice.

A few more fluffs of the hair and striating a line or two and Shea was ready. Wesley escorted her out of her room to the elevator at the end of the hall. Arriving down in the parking garage Shea and Wesley proceeded to the limo. Alex was there ready with the door and a hanging jaw as she saw Shea strut her way over to the vehicle. Stepping into the limo Shea was very aware of the length of the dress, it only came down to the upper mid thigh. There was definitely going to be some flashing when she exited the car later.

During the ride through town Shea asked Wesley a rather important question. "What if she is not home? I haven't spoken with her in over a week? She may not even want me to come around since I didn't return the dress myself."

Wesley could tell that Shea was starting to worry about small things, "Ms. Egan I can assure you that Ms. Allen is home. I spoke with her earlier and set up a little deception to make sure she would be there. I told her that I was delivering a package for her from you and wanted to know if she would be available for delivery. She was very excited to hear that you were thinking of her and made plans to stay in until the package had arrived."

As Alex opened the door to the limo Shea swung her leg out and as she expected the hem of the skirt refused to cover her pussy. The view that Alex received along with the gentleman and two ladies walking by at the time was unobstructed and full of pink. Shea thought about being embarrassed for a second them realized what should she be embarrassed about. Hollywood stars have been flashing their twats all over the place on a daily basis most of the time to a crowd of cameras. With confidence she stood tall and waited for Wesley to come around.

Wesley instructed Alex to pull the car around and wait for him to call on the car phone; Alex nodded and quickly closed the car door and returned behind the wheel.

Wesley escorted Shea into the building; it was a simple apartment building in a good neighborhood with average people living in it. The lobby area was nice and clean but the attendant was a little on the scary side. As Wesley and Shea made their way across the room the grumpy fellow behind the desk bellowed out, "What business do you have here?" 

Wesley replied, "Business that does not pertain to you Sir, now if you would please kindly show us the direction of the lift." 

The gruff man looked puzzled at what Wesley said as they stood there waiting. "The elevator, we are looking for the elevator." Shea piped in when the fellow seamed to not know what a lift was.

Turning the corner and making their way down the hall Shea and Wesley were getting a few odd looks from tenants as they saw the couple walking past them. They did make a strange couple. He a man in his late fifties early sixties escorting a woman in her mid twenties, dressed in an outfit that exposed more body than it covered. Shea realized now just how much her breast bounced as she walked in heels. Her nipples were on full alert poking out against the dress, and the hem of the fabric tickled her bum as it swayed back and forth across her ass as she walked. Shea was a sight to behold, as the elevator door started to shut an arm stuck through it blocking it from closing. It was a young man about thirty trying desperately to get on the elevator with her. Once in all he could do was stare at her bare legs, hip, and side until they reached the floor Trish lived on. Feeling a little frisky Shea gave him a tease as she exited the elevator, with both hands Shea flipped the hem of her dress up over her ass flashing the voyeur her firm round cheeks.

Shea walked down the hall with Wesley towards Trish's apartment, there was a definite strut in her stride now and she was starting to show a confidence that was not there before.

Trish heard a knock at the door; it must be the delivery she was told about over the phone. What could it be? She was so excited to find out Shea was thinking about her that she forgot to finish dressing this morning. Trish quickly buttoned up the men's dress shirt she had on, she like wearing them around the house on the weekends because they were very comfortable. Unless there was company or a reason to open the door she hardly ever buttoned them, she preferred letting them hang open which exposed her breast most of the time because she refused to wear a bra on the weekends. Pulling her hair behind her ear as she looked in the little mirror by the door Trish reached for the knob. 

The door opened and there was the object of her desire. Shea felt a twinge deep down between her legs as she saw Trish standing there. She looked so beautiful it that lazy comfortable weekend attire. 

Trish looked up to see a distinguished older man standing at her door then out of the corner of her eye it hit her like a subway train, a Goddess with locks of auburn hair stood next to him. It was Shea but different, she was more beautiful than the night she wore the golden dress for her in the changing room. This woman was the embodiment of a real mythological Goddess and Trish was overwhelmed with her beauty.

Wesley broke the silence, "Ms. Allen, I am here to deliver a package to you. I present Ms. Shea Egan."

Shea stepped foreword into the doorway and gave Trish a big hug. Shea could feel the heat coming from Trish's body as their breast smashed against each other. Shea was turned on even more by the contact and her nipples reached a new since of hardness.

Breaking the hug Trish looked at her closer and commented on how gorgeous Shea looked. She was amazed at the blossomed flower that stood in front of her. 

"I am so glad to see you again, how have you been? You look amazing." Trish went on with no break for Shea to answer.

"Slow down Trish, I have been well. I wanted to see you again so I arranged for my employer to allow me the afternoon off." Shea said.

"I......You just look so different, so perfect and beautiful." Trish replied.

"Well almost perfect." Shea said with a smirk on her face and a wink of the eye.

"From what I can see it all is girl. What on earth could not be perfect?" Trish said as she stepped back to take in all of Shea.

With that statement Shea knew her window of opportunity just opened. Lifting the front of her dress up with both hands Shea flashed Trish her pubic region. Trish's eyes moved down to her dark red hair crowning that lushes little pussy.

"It seems to grow back." Shea said as Trish stared at the object of her desire. "Do you think you could help me out again and maybe make it smooth like before?"

Trish's eyes darted the Shea's and saw a wicked little gleam that told her Shea may have had more than a grooming in mind. 

"Well I think I just might be able to help you out there." She replied as she took Shea by the hand and led her over to the sofa.

As they sat and talked Wesley stood patiently by the door and surveyed the living quarters finding it some what untidy. 

The girl's conversation quickly progressed into the finer arts of grooming. Shea mentioned she wanted her bush to be trimmed into the three flame design she has been seeing for the last four weeks. Trish questioned her on the design and made a few suggestions. Instead of having three puffs of hair representing the flames that could grow back together too soon an outline would look better. Trish even pulled down the front of her panties to show Shea how her heart outline was more distinct that just a lump of hair that could get flattened into something else.

Shea agreed and went about helping Trish draw out the design on a piece of paper. Once they had the artwork down Trish told her to come with her to the bedroom where her tools of the manicuring trade were. 

With the girls now in the back half of the apartment Wesley couldn't help himself any longer; he went about cleaning the living room, kitchen, and dinning area with the expert touch of a world class butler.

"Ok girl first I have to trace the outline on this piece of clear plastic. Then I cut it out with that exacto knife." Trish said.

"The best way to do this is to wax it. It may hurt a little but once you get it done it should last for three weeks. I promise to be gentle." Trish said with a smile as she looked over her shoulder at Shea.

Shea was leaning back on her elbows as she sat on Trish's bed; breast pressed tight against the fabric of the dress and legs spread apart giving Trish a clear view of the hot little hole she so desperately wanted to lick.

"There, I have both templates ready so now we can get started prettifying the pussy of yours." Trish said as she got up from the chair next to her dresser.

"Honey we need to get the dress out of the way so we can groom the kitty." Trish said in a playful voice.

Shea stood up and walked over to Trish. Standing there she gave Trish the visual sign to untie her sash and remove the dress. Trish was so excited to remove what little Shea had on her fingers shook as she worked on the knot. Finally with the sash off she pulled the front of Shea's dress up and over her head bringing herself close to the naked woman. As her hands passed over and down to lower the dress Shea stepped in even closer planting a kiss on Trish's mouth that caused her own pussy to get damp. Trish was stunned by the sudden lip lock and lost her self for a moment as Shea stepped back allowing Trish's hands to rest on her bare cheeks.

"I think it would be nice if you did it like before, but you may want to get out of that nice shirt so we don't get anything on it." Shea said.

Trish was now the one caught in a trance following the suggestions of Shea as she slowly unbuttoned the shirt allowing it to fall on the floor. "And the panties too." Shea said which caused Trish to lower her thong down over her hips until it feel to the ground.

With both women standing nude in the middle of Trish's bedroom Shea finally broke the silence, "I'm all yours dear, do with me as you will."

This statement had a double meaning and it was not lost on Trish.

Taking her into the bathroom Trish positioned Shea on the edge of the tub just as before, using a set of clippers she trimmed down the thickness of the patch of hair running up the length of Shea's mound. The little clump of red hair fell to the floor just before Trish leaned in and blew softly across the area removing any stray clippings. As the warm air crossed over her mound Shea let out a low moan; this encouraged Trish to blow a little more until the breeze tickled her tingling lips.

"We will have to do the rest in the bedroom on the bed." Trish said as she stood up bringing her smooth heart outline decorated pussy just inches from Shea's face. "Oh there it was again the sweet smell of an aroused pussy." Shea thought to her self. That was all it took; she was so turned on now that she could never stop the events unfolding before her even if her mind thought better.

Trish laid Shea down and spread her legs wide. "I am going to start with the fuzzes along the side and next to the legs Ok." Trish said as she pulled a box out from under the bed.

The box contained small strips of cloth and a small jar of wax along with a few tongue depressors and a pencil with an unused rubber eraser on the end of it. Trish took a thin strip of cloth and coated it with the wax. Placing the cloth wax down along the side of Shea's pussy Trish started to rub the top of the cloth very fast and firm. 

"The heat from the friction makes the wax melt a little and then once I stop it firms up. That is when we pull." Trish explained as her fingers occasionally grazed the left lip of Shea's hot tunnel. 

"Ok time to pull, on three ready one, two...." Trish said as she yanked on two. 

"AAAHHHH, that kind of stings a little." Shea said as the cloth pulled away removing any and all hair along the side of her pussy.

"There that wasn't too bad was it?" Trish said as she prepared the other side for hair removal.

The friction again by Trish's fingers made contact with Shea's pussy lip drawing her attention away from the stinging on one side to the pleasurable touch on the other.

"One, two...." And a rip by Trish left both sides of Shea's pussy smooth as a baby's bottom or better yet as smooth as the velvet walls of a pussy. 

Now for the hard part, we need to line the template up with the widest part of the strip so it will look right. Shea leaned up from her position to see just where the design would be. "Can you lower it just a little bit; I want it to be just above my clit by maybe an inch." Shea said as Trish moved it around to see where it looked the best.

"I think it will just fit. Might hurt just a little as we wax that close to the clit but we can give it a try." Trish said as she prepared a strip of cloth.

"You know I thought about something a while back that may just help this problem." Trish said as she looked up at Shea. 

"Well what ever it is I'm up for it if it will keep my clit from getting pulled off." Shea said as she looked on.

Trish readied the cloth, placed the template in the correct location then leaned down close to Shea's pussy. Shea watched as Trish's head moved closer and closer; stopping just inches away Trish allowed a dollop of saliva to drip from her mouth directly onto Shea's clitoral hood. The hot spit hit Shea causing her breath to suck in as the sensation pulsed through her body. "God that was the hottest thing she had ever felt and it was just someone spiting on her pussy." She thought to her self.

Laying the cloth down Trish started to rub the patch of hair just above Shea's clit. Her fingers would circle around causing them to bump against the hard bulb that was Shea's aroused clit. Shea had an electrical storm going off inside her; the sensation was strong and yet bounced around without any purpose. 

"One, two, and THREE...." Trish said just as she jerked the cloth ripping all of the hairs out by the roots. 

With the pain subsiding Shea looked down at what once was a solid strip of dark red hair. In its place was a strip with three odd shaped bald spots glowing red. Trish informed her that the waxing was more painful than shaving but it would last longer and was much smoother. Once you get the first time over with the maintenance was less pain full because you didn't have to do such a large area at one time. 

Shea smiled and grabbed Trish's hand reassuring her that she trusted her. With that Trish went about applying the second template that covered the holes she just made and an edge around them approximately one eight inch wide. Again Trish prepared a strip of cloth then dropped a larger wad of hot spit onto Shea's clit. This time the extra spit flowed down the length of her pussy tickling her lips as it rolled down further between her ass cheeks.

With a fast rub and then yank; Trish had managed to remove all of the hair from the thick strip that once sat atop Shea's pussy. Using the same cloth she quickly went to work on the sides cleaning it up and making sure no more hair was left except the outline of the three flame design. Using the pencil Trish pressed the cloth next to the edge of the design removing any strays that may have survived the harvest of pubs. 

Shea was slowly recovering from the massive rip that took all of her hair in one stroke. The little rips that followed were nothing compared to that one tortures tug. With the area cleared and the design touched up Trish went and fetched a warm wash cloth to remove any wax and also to sooth the flesh. As she wiped Shea's pussy and surrounding area she began to allow her fingers to come out from behind the cloth and trace along the bare smooth flesh and tender lips of Shea's lower region. 

Shea was now to the point she had been dreaming about; as Trish removed the rage she leaned in and blew lightly across Shea's mound and pussy. The warm air moving across her naked flesh felt good but that was not what she came here for. Shea moaned out loud letting Trish know that it was pleasurable. As expected Trish moved closer to deliver another warm blast of her breath across the wet love nest between Shea's thighs. 

As Trish's mouth centered over Shea's wet hole Shea lifted her hips bringing the contact of her lower lips to Trish's upper lips inviting Trish to do more than just tease. Trish was shocked, she thought she would have to make the first move to initiate contact but she wasn't going to let this moment escape weather it was intended or not. 

Trish quickly locked down on Shea's pussy tracing her tongue all over the moist tender flesh she so longed for. As her touch moved to a more passionate tender love making Shea climbed the mountain she had hoped would be their. 

It was true what Katrina said, the touch was more passionate and tender. Shea was rocking back and forth as Trish's tongue and mouth consumed her lower region. There wasn't a millimeter of flesh that Trish didn't explore; she even dipped her tongue as deep as she could to capture the river of nectar escaping Shea's pussy. Just as Shea was about to cum Trish inserted a finger deep into her hole pressing the accelerator launching her into orbit. 

Orgasm after orgasm hit her until she was left shaking on the bed unaware that Trish had moved up over her into a 69 position. 

When Shea returned to earth the view she had was new and desirable. Trish's pussy was so wet it was leaking out and starting to drip off the tip of her clit. Shea being the novice lifted her head up and with her tongue licked the juice off of Trish causing her to flinch. The hot tongue grazing her clit was unexpected and made Trish shiver deep inside. 

Shea looked at the wet lips and open hole inches from her face as she savored the honey her tongue had just captured. The flavor was wonderful and the location it came from was looking more and more inviting by the second. 

Shea wasted no more time; she reached up and grabbed a hold of Trish's hips and ass and lifted her mouth to the awaiting feast. Like a new baby to the nipple the first time they breast feed Shea was somewhat rough with her actions. Trish was just happy to have her dinning on her love nest but knew that if they were going to do this again she would have to give her some pointers. 

Just then Shea had a switch flip in her head, she knew just how to touch and lick. Her subconscious mind took over and Shea became to most proficient pussy eating clit licking person on the face of the planet. Shea could hear Paula in her head telling her just how to use her tongue, when to apply pressure with her fingers and where to touch and rub. Trish was on the verge of an orgasm so fast her head was spinning. 

As it turned out Shea hit the magic spot with one finger as her tongue danced over Trish's clit and a finger from her other hand slipped past the ringed muscle of her back door overloading Trish's central nervous system to the point she orgasmicly erupted and blacked out.

Shea was trapped under Trish for a moment until she rolled Trish off to the side. Looking down at her face Shea could see her juices coating her mouth and chin; it was so amazing to see Trish covered in her cum. Shea felt her chin and realized she too was covered in cum so she stood up and looked at her self in the mirror. 

The image that looked back at her was something she never would have expected; there in the mirror was the most beautiful, desirable, confident woman she had ever seen and it was her.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 06



As she continued to look in the mirror Trish started to come down out of the clouds, "Holy shit what happened?" She said.

"I think you just took my Bisexual Cherry dear." Shea said as she sat down next to Trish's head. "I loved it too!"

Trish sat up and kissed Shea long and hard as her hands caressed Shea all over. The touch of her fingers across Shea's nipples fired up the engines again and Shea was ready for round two. As the girls talked a little they keep reaching over and touching one another; a flick of the nipple here, a dip into the pussy there, and a suckle of her breast there and before they knew it they were face deep between each others legs this time moaning more and letting their wilder side come out.

As he was busy folding the basket of clean clothes sitting on the table Wesley could make out the cries of lustful passion as the two women explored the treasures of one another. To be safe the consummate gentleman turned on the stereo to classical music and increased the volume to drowned out the noise coming from the bedroom, also to prevent any neighbors from hearing what was going on.

As both girls roll off of each other exhausted from their love making Trish finally asks the question, "So what is it you do now?"

Shea looks down to her and said, "I can't tell you but it has been the most amazing week of my life. The only thing that compares to it is this right here. You know I was scared you wouldn't want to see me again when I wasn't able to bring the dress back to you myself."

"Well I must say the message you gave me more than made up for that. I think I owe you one for that dear." Trish said as she reminisced about the encounter with the young man in the store. 

Trish waxed on about how hot it was and how good he was at licking her pussy, Shea just sat there and listened formulating a plot in her head that would make Trish jump for joy. As Trish finished telling her how hard he had fucked her and how good it felt all day long afterwards Shea looked her right in the eyes and asked, "Would you want him again, maybe share him with me?"

"A threesome with you and that hot stud, HELL YEA!" Trish shouted.

Shea jumped up from the bed and went to the door. 

Wesley was now wiping off the dishes he had just washed when Shea came strolling out of the bedroom naked and covered in sweat and pussy juice. 

"Wesley, can you call Alex and tell him to get his ass up here right now, Trish needs to meet him. When he gets here just send him into the bedroom." With that she spun around and bounced back into the bedroom like a school girl.

As requested Alex arrived at the door of the apartment, once there he was sent into the bedroom by Wesley who gave no information as to what was going on in there.

Alex opened the door to find both Shea and Trish lying on the bed sweaty and naked. The visual was enough to cause his member to spring to life. Trish looked up as the door opened and was shocked to see the stallion that made her cum was standing there in her bedroom. "Shea you didn't tell me you brought a party favor." She said as she spanked Shea on the ass.

Alex was having a hard time hiding the growing rod in his pants and the flirtatious attitude of the two women didn't help any.

"Trish honey I think our cock has arrived, do you want to check and see if it is ready?" Shea said as she shoved Trish towards Alex.

Trish dropped to her knees in front of Alex and without a word ripped down his zipper and yanked out his hard cock with a non-gentleness that would give the impression of master controlling slave.

Trish engulfed his meat with her mouth as if she was starving and he was the only meal on the planet. As she worked him deep and fast Shea made her way over and slowly tenderly started to remove his clothes kissing every inch she exposed. The contrast between the two was driving Alex crazy, he didn't know weather he should be wild and strong or slow and passionate. 

"You want to fuck her again don't you?" Shea whispered in his ear.

Alex nodded as he grabbed a hand full of Trish's hair. 

"I want to watch you fuck her from behind. Can you do that for me?" Shea said as she pulled him away from Trish towards the bed.

As Alex's cock slipped from her mouth Trish looked up with a disappointed face because her meal had been stolen. Shea directed the scene as Trish maneuvered to the bed and climbed up on all fours. 

Alex lined up behind her as instructed and slowly started to slip his throbbing rod into her juicy opening. Shea took a position next to Trish's ass so she could cupped his balls with one hand and stroked Trish's ass with the other. Alex's stroke was smooth and long as Shea pulled his sack foreword directing his cock deep into Trish with each thrust. Trish was pushing back into him slapping her cheeks against his thighs as the tempo increased. A grunt escaped her throat as Alex's cock hit the full depth of her velvet tunnel. 

Shea was becoming more turned on by her control of the action as she orchestrated the rhythm that was bringing so much pleasure to her two lovers. Trish's breathing became deeper and more forceful as the sensation deep between her legs grew stronger. Shea knew that she was almost to the point of orgasm when she stopped Alex and told him to pull out.

"No! I was almost there. Please fuck me more." Trish cried as Alex was pushed away from her wanting pussy. 

Shea flipped her out of the way and told Alex to lay flat on his back. With him in this position she mounted his face with her own pussy and started grinding her clit and wet lips against his mouth and chin.

"If you want to cum honey your going to have to do some of the work." Shea told Trish.

Climbing on top Trish grabbed the hard cock sticking straight up and slipped it into her hungry hole. "I want you to squat over him and bounce up and down you naughty little slut." Shea ordered.

Trish was so lost in her need to orgasm that she paid not mind to the slut comment and squatted over his rod as instructed. Bouncing up and down Trish need help balancing on the soft bed so she held out her hands to Shea. 

Shea enjoying her own pleasure at the manipulation of Alex's tongue gave no mind to Trish's predicament. A sudden grasp of her breast for balance by Trish caught her attention and caused a yelp that brought Wesley to the door.

"Is there a problem Ms. Egan?" He inquired.

"No, no problem just a misguided hold." She replied.

Shea reached out her hands and held onto Trish's arms to keep her from gripping her tits. With the position Trish was in Shea could see Alex's shaft slip in and out of Trish as she lifted then fell onto his crotch. The shine from her juices was apparent and it was making Shea want Alex's cock for her self. 

Trish hammered down hard grinding her clit against Alex as she rode her way to an orgasm. Shea watched as her friend cam hard soaking her love tool until she wasn't able to hold her self up any longer. Falling off of Alex Trish lay next to them as Shea removed her pussy from his mouth. 

Climbing down the bed Shea grabbed Alex's meat and stroked it as she told him he was going to fuck her next. "I want you inside of me like you were yesterday."

Shea turned her back to him and slowly guided the head of his throbbing member to the little brown hole below. Soaked as she was with spit cum and more spit Shea needed no lubrication to slip his cock into her ass. As she started slowly descending down the length of his rod Shea could see the reflection of her intruder in the mirror. The picture of her back door opening up and taking the hard cock deep was such a turn on. Just above the anal fucking was her open sloppy wet pussy begging for its own pleasure. With one hand on his chest and the other dipping two then three fingers between the red hued lips Shea fingered her self as she rode the obelisk until she felt the contraction start deep in her stomach. 

With each trust of his cock Shea raced towards the overwhelming orgasm that she longed for. Like a clap of thunder it hit gripping her body with uncontrollable contractions until she launched into a cosmic orgasmic blasts that erupted from her pussy. Cum squirted out covering her hand and Alex's thighs coating both in a clear slippery liquid. Shea was left limp and shuddering as her orgasm washed over her crashing on the rocks of passion.

Slipping out from under her Alex was now desperate for his own release. He need to cum bad but neither girl was able to mount any reaction that would assist in his problem. 

Trish was close to full recovery so he whispered in her ear receiving an affirmative nod. Rolling her onto her stomach he leaned down and spit onto her brown pucker lubing it enough to prepare for invasion. Pressing the head of his rod against her ass hole he slowly pierced the opening then slipped down deep in. Trish gasped as the muscles stretched to accommodate his girth. With a few slow steady strokes he was buried deep in her rectum as he gripped her firm cheeks tight with each hand. Increasing the pace of his thrust Alex built up a brutal rhythm until Trish was on the verge of another earth shattering orgasm. 

Arms stretched out foreword fist gripping the bed covers and head thrown back Trish screamed with pleasure as Alex's hammering pushed her to the brink. 

Alex felt his balls clamp down and knew that his moment had arrived. Pulling out he quickly rolled Trish over and fired three then four long ribbons of hot white seed across her face and chest. The molten love lava splashed her breasts and chin leaving a trail of spunk resembling a crude road map. Alex wilted against the head board as he surveyed his conquest.

Shea watching the last of the anal action play out moved to Trish's side and played with the pools of semen that covered Trish's upper body. With one finger she scooped up a small amount and feed it to her lover. Trish sucked the nectar from her finger as she hummed her approval of the meal. Leaning down Shea licked a large dollop of cum from Trish's right nipple and savored the taste for the first time. It was salty yet sweet; a combination she had never thought palatable until now. With Alex's cum dangling off her tongue she kissed Trish deep and passionate letting her know just how much she cared for her.

Trish drifted off into a post orgasmic haze as Shea and Alex moved from the bed. "I think I am ready to go back now." Shea said as she picked up her dress from the floor. 

Walking out into the living room Shea found Wesley sitting quietly on the sofa readying the paper. "I think Alex may need some time to recover if you know what I mean. Would you be a dear and bring the limo around?" 

Wesley politely excused himself as he left the apartment. While he was gone and Alex was in the other room dressing Shea found a piece of paper and wrote Trish a note.

"Thank you for being my first. I hope we can get together soon to do it again. I will have Wesley contact you when I am free to rekindle the fire that you have lit. Love Shea"

Alex walked Shea out to the lobby; the rain was coming down heavy and Alex realized he didn't have his umbrella.

"We will have to make a run for it Madame." He said as he opened the front door.

Wesley pulled up to the curb as the two made a dash for the limo. The awning in front caused a waterfall all the way around so there was little hope of them getting to the car without being soaked. Shea went first leaving Alex a step behind, the dress she had on was now completely see through due to the addition of water. Standing at the limo door for a half second she waited for Alex to open it before she slipped in. 

With Alex in the passenger seat and Wesley driving Shea was left to the rear of the car by her self. Shivering from the dampness of her dress she decided that it would be better to remove the wet garment and just go naked. As she sat back there watching the scenery pass by Shea's hand started to caress her body as the warmth of the cars heater removed the chill from her skin. 

Her fingers traveled down the soft skin of her stomach until it reached the smooth flesh that once was covered by a dark auburn mane. The tactile sensation was new and exotic to her then there was a brief wisp of hair then bald, hair, bald as she made her way across the design that was now carved out of her pubic hair.

Shea looked down seeing the flame truly for the first time, it looked exquisite. She was so proud of the new visual appearance of her pubic area that she told her self that she would keep it that way as long as she could. The contrast of the dark red against her golden flesh made the area stand out and demand attention when someone saw her nude. It was going to be her trademark and she wanted all of the ladies back at the compound to see it.

The limo pulled to a stop in the garage; Wesley opened the car door as Shea proudly and confidently exited wearing only the heels she wore out. Riding up the elevator Wesley commented on the new look and told her that it made her appear like a vixen. Shea took that compliment and felt her ego rise another notch.

As they walked out of the elevator Shea could hear off in the distance giggling and laughing. Instead of going straight to her room she made her way into the living area to find Katrina and Danielle sitting there watching the large flat screen on the wall. 

Naked from head to heel Shea strolled in with an air of confidence that neither lady had seen in her before. As Shea moved around towards them she caught a glimpse of what they were watching. 

There on the screen was Tess getting hammered from behind by a large black man. She was standing bent over at the waist with both arms pulled behind her like reigns of a bridal. The man was slamming into her so hard that Shea could see the ripples of fluffy flesh roll up then down her ass cheeks. Her large breast swayed back and forth so violently that she thought her nipples were going to snap off.

Stunned at the sight Shea just stood there and glared at the screen for a minute until Danielle spoke, "Wow that looks great how in the world did you do that?"

Shea turned to her and looked confused until Danielle pointed down at her pussy. 

"I had a friend do it; she waxed it and made the design for me." Shea said still unsure what to think at that moment.

"What are you all doing?' Shea asked.

"Well it appears that Tess has a thing for large ebony studs so we helped her out on her day off and got one for her. She seems to be enjoying it very much." Katrina chimed in.

Shea sat down on the sofa next to Danielle and started to watch the action play out on the screen. As the girls attention turned back to Tess and her lover both Katrina and Danielle began playing with themselves just to see how Shea would react. After a few minutes of heavy animalistic fucking and the peripheral vision of the two ladies fondling their breast and pussies Shea's sex drive was revved back up to high.

Shea looked over at Katrina and saw her skirt was up over her hips as she played with her clit. That was all she needed, "Ms. Katrina you asked me a question yesterday that was a make or break deal. I told you that I was not able to accommodate you at that time but now if you would allow me I think I can deliver." 

Katrina looked at her and smiled; with a crooked finger she motioned Shea over to her. Dropping down to her knees Shea focus in on Katrina's slippery slit and tasted the delicate folds of her flesh for the first time. Sucking each lip into her mouth one at a time Shea teased and tormented Katrina as she delivered a oral fucking so skillful it could only be compare to a master violinist playing a Stradivarius. 

Katrina wiggled and squirmed under Shea's skillful mouth. All along Shea could hear in her head the sultry voice of Paula guiding her through the magical act of licking Katrina's pussy. 

Danielle not wanting to be left out moved closer and grabbed Shea's hand bringing it to her gapping hole. Shea rubbed her fingers and palm up and down the length of Danielle's wet crotch until her hand was covered in sex. Shea started fingering Danielle with one then two then three fingers as she worked her tongue deep into Katrina at the same time. 

Danielle was new to her; she had not seen nor felt her body before. Katrina and Yanna had both presented themselves naked in front of Shea but Danielle was always covered by a bra and thong at the least. As Shea licked and sucked Katrina she looked out of the corner of her eye to Danielle's naked pussy as she fingered it. The tan flesh was hairless and the lips were stretch out wide, the clit was so large it stuck out from under its hood. Danielle was enjoying the finger bang but Shea could tell she could handle more than just three. On her next thrust she introduced a forth finger slipping all of them in to the last knuckle. Danielle's head rocked back in a sign of appreciation as Shea stuffed her with as much as she could. Short of fisting her Shea had her hand buried deep in Danielle as possible. 

Working her two mentors Shea found that she loved every second of the female threesome. The sounds of Tess in the back ground mixed with Katrina and Danielle's oral expressions of pleasure announced the arrival of an orgasmic choir. Danielle was first to cum bucking wildly against her hand driving it as deep as she could then Katrina rocked grabbing Shea's head thrusting it hard against her pussy smearing her love juice all over her face. As the two released her lost in their pleasure; Shea fell back onto the floor licking Danielle's juice form her fingers as she watched Tess on the big screen get blasted by the largest load of cum see had ever seen. Tess was down on her knees with her mouth open and her head tilted back like a porn star when the ocean of white struck. 

The last thing Shea saw before the screen went blank was Tess smiling as a string of white goo dangles down off her chin swinging back and forth between her big pillowy breasts.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 07



Chapter Seven

The final cut and a going away party

Monday morning came early, both Tess and Shea made their way to the shower with a labored gait. Shea moved with measured steps because her lower region was extremely tender from the waxing while Tess walked as if she just dismounted a horse after a long ride. 

"What's up with you this morning?" Tess asked Shea as she walked beside her to the shower room.

"I got a wax job yesterday and everything down there is a little sore. Kind of feels like a bad sunburn." Shea replied.

"What's up with you?" Shea threw back at her.

"I....kind of had a good time last night." Tess answered.

"What do you mean a good time?" Shea prodded knowing full well what she was doing last night.

"I had a friend help me out with some frustration. We worked on it all afternoon until around twelve last night. He was very helpful in taking care of my frustration more than five times." Tess said with a smile and a wink.

Shea played dumb for a moment then responded, "Oh he helped with your frustrations. Was he good at working out the stress? You know, did he work on all of your stress zones?"

Tess giggled and said, "Girl he was a expert at working on the stress zones, he used one of the biggest stress tools I have ever seen. I was relieved of stress in every hole that is why I am having difficulty moving this morning."

The girls made their way into the shower where Tess preformed the usual dance as she turned on the water moving out of the way of the cold blast then tiptoeing around as the water splashed on her feet. 

Shea walked right up to the head and aimed it directly between her beautiful breasts. Yanna and Katrina both stood there as the water hit them so Shea decided she was going to steel herself and follow their lead.

The blast hit her like a train splashing frigid water across her chest and abdomen. Shea's breath escaped her for a second as she adjusted to the sudden temperature drop. At first the cold was slightly painful but as she stood her ground the cool water made its way down her torso and between her legs. A soothing effect took place as the chilled water passed over the hot tender flesh of her mound and creases next to her thighs. This she liked a relief from the sting of the burn that had taken hold of her lower region.

"Jess Shea are you crazy?" Tess yelled as she watched Shea purposefully stand in front of the arctic water.

"It stops the stinging and actually it feels good after a little while." She replied as the water started to warm up.

Tess shook her head and slowly tested the water coming from her shower head. As the two lathered up their sore bodies Tess looked over to see Shea soaping up her crotch with excess attention. "Hey you like the way it feels don't you?" She said as she moved closer to Shea.

"Can I see how it looks?" Tess questioned as she closed the gap between them.

Standing next to Shea, Tess bent over at the waist to admire the artwork that decorated Shea's luscious pussy. 

The cascading water cleared the soapy suds away from her pubic region exposing the thin lines of auburn hair that made up the flame design. Shea noticed Tess's pillowy tits hanging down and swaying slightly as she maneuvered to get a closer look. 

"WOW that looks amazing. How did you get it to look so clear and perfect?" Tess questioned as her hand slowly reached out to touch the feather soft hairs that formed the design. 

"A friend of mine did it with a plastic template we cut out and waxing the rest while the thin lines were covered by the plastic." Shea stated with pride.

Tess's hand genteelly grazed over the soft flesh of her mound as she inspected the texture of the area. Shea felt a warmth rush through her as Tess's fingers traced the lines of her flame. Stepping wider for balance and as an invitation for Tess to explore more Shea tilted her pelvis foreword to entice more probing by Tess. 

As her fingers moved down next to the slit of Shea's pussy Tess felt a hand grip her left breast and knead the mountain of flesh. Her breasts were sore from all of the flailing around they did last night as she bounced on the monster cock her lover treated her too. With a pleasurable pain similar to a massage Tess stayed still not to terminate the contact. Moving her finger tips to the tender lips of Shea's opening Tess slowly moved them up and down the length coating it with the slippery juices seeping out. 

Tess slipped her fingers in just slightly as she tested the willingness of her friend to continue the activities that were opening up before them. Tess new it was clear to continue when she felt another hand grab hold of her right breast. 

Shea kneaded the fluffy mounds of flesh as she rocked her hips driving Tess's finger deeper into her wet needy hole. Tess stood up presenting her big brown areolas to Shea allowing her more access. Shea leaned down as she gyrated on Tess's fingers taking one of the hard brown nipples into her mouth and started sucking as if she was trying to cause her milk to drop. Pinching and rolling the nipple on Tess's other breast Shea worked each with a fevered lust. 

Tess loved having her tits played with and the actions of Shea was driving her crazy. The suckling on one, and the forceful tweaking of the other crossed two of her favorite sensations until she cried out that she wanted to cum. Shea was not going to let Tess stop finger fucking her pussy so she slipped the hand supporting the breast she was suckling down between Tess's legs finding the large bulb at the top of her slit. With the breast sagging down some Shea used her suction to lift the heavy weight as her fingers circled and pinched Tess's clit to increase her pleasure.

The falling and lifting of her breast by Shea's sucking action caused Tess's areola and nipple to elongate and shrink with each hard suck. This increased the sensation that pulsed through her body ten fold. Combined with the thumping pulse of her clit Tess was cresting with orgasmic release. Shea was not to be outdone; grinding her hips harder on Tess's fingers caused the knuckles of her other two to roll over her clit pounding the sensitive nerve bundle like a hammer on an anvil. 

A bright light flashed before their eyes as the orgasm hit. A cry echoed down the hallway that could only be explained as a wild animal in heat. The girls slid down the tile wall until they both fell over each other in a pool of orgasmic delight. As their quivering bodies recovered from the impromptu morning fuck the two kissed and thank the other for a welcomed wakeup call.

Racing to the breakfast table both Shea and Tess found it difficult to consume more than a Danish and a cup of juice. Their morning exploits caused them to be late to Danielle's yoga class which brought a scornful warning about punctuality.

The day went by rather calmly after that and moved into the evening. Each and every class was slightly harder than last weeks and now that hey were the only two it was harder for them to hide when questions were asked. The Art History class was always last yet for some reason it required the most study time and research. Danielle had moved the class to the library sometime during the middle of the week and was making the girls research more then discuss. Most of the pieces they worked on were from Eastern European countries that no longer exist. Some of the items dated back to the late 8th century and as resent as the early 20th century. 

It had become a morning ritual for one or the other to tease and fondle the other in the shower. They both agreed that only one could get off or they would be late every day so taking turns the girls alternated morning and afternoon showers as to who would fuck who. 

The new found sexual openness of Shea was becoming a distraction for Tess; Shea didn't take long to get off when it was her turn to be pleasured and Tess would stop after one orgasm so they wouldn't be late. Shea on the other hand was making it very difficult for Tess when it was her turn to receive. Shea worked her oral magic bringing Tess to the edge then backing her off three and four times before she would let her climax. Then if that wasn't enough before she could fully recover Shea would attack her again by playing with her downy mounds until Tess was marching up the orgasmic mountain all over again. 

The problem wasn't that Tess didn't like the moments spent with Shea but they made her late for breakfast and or dinner. Shea would always beat her to the dinning hall while Tess recovered from her orgasms. The other issue with this was during study times and library time Shea would walk by and whisper in her ear about some sexual act she wanted to do to her and that would send her mind off in a daydream of sexual bliss that rarely ended with her finishing her work on time or with great quality. 

Tess was falling behind and it showed. Danielle made it very clear that if she didn't do better on her research she would be let go. Shea felt bad about the situation so after the last scolding Tess received Shea secretly switched the files on their laptops so Tess would grade out better. 

Week two went by and week three was almost over when Yanna called Shea into the classroom after her lecture. "Ms. Egan, there seems to be an issue that must be addressed. Danielle and I have been talking about how similar Tess's work has been to yours. I would hate to think she has been cheating off of you this last week. I know you two have become close and share more than you should." She said as she gazed down at Shea's cotton covered crotch, "but you need to let her stand on her own work. Stop switching your work for hers. We know that you have been doing this to help her but remember there will only be one that stays and it needs to be the one that can handle the job. Not the one that has a hard time concentrating!" 

Shea went pale as Yanna revealed the knowledge of her little scheme to keep Tess around. Shea like her and wanted her to be around a while longer, Shea didn't have many friends when she was living outside of the compound and now she felt she at least had a girlfriend to hang with. This would be hard to except but she knew that in the end her only chance was to let Tess sink or swim.

On Sunday Shea was sitting down next to her window watching the birds in the park. A knock on her door broke her stare as she yelled, "Its open."

The door opened and Tess walked in looking sad, "Do you have a moment to talk?"

Shea told her she did and the two sat on her bed cross-legged facing one another.

"What's wrong Tess?" Shea started.

"I don't know? I just wonder if this is right for me. I am having a difficult time with all of the academic stuff that goes along with the training and I really don't like half the stuff they're teaching. I love being here with you but other than that I don't like it here." Tess said.

"What about the money? Isn't the money enough to motivate you?" Shea questioned.

"No.... not really. I had a lot of friends and many lovers before taking this offer. They mean more to me than money; I miss the interaction and social aspects of my life. I don't know how you can still be working so hard not being able to see friends and such. It is driving me crazy." Tess answered.

Shea thought for a moment then realized she had no friends or social life before coming here. Some of the best things that have happened to her since moving to New York have taken place in the last three weeks. "I make do." She replied to Tess's last statement.

It was then that Shea realized Tess was miserable there and if she kept helping her she would just prolong her pain and suffering. 

At dinner that night Shea stayed behind playing with her food as Tess retired to the living area. Staring at her plate for what felt like hours Shea finally cleared the table and walked around to the library. 

As she walked in she found Danielle working hard on something. "May I ask what you're working on?" She asked.

"I am looking for the name of the farmer that found the Preslav Treasure in 1978. All of the documents and articles about the artifacts neglect to mention the name of the man that found them." Danielle said with a tone of self disgust.

"Would you like some help?" Shea replied as she pulled a chair out across from her at the table.

Danielle shoved a mountain of articles and books towards Shea as she continued to diligently search the papers in front of her. The longer they sat there the more frustrated Danielle became until finally she threw all of the articles into the air and screamed, "I hate this!!!" 

Shea jumped back as Danielle exploded releasing her frustration. When Danielle calmed down enough to gather her papers and start again Shea pulled her chair back under the table and returned to her review of the material. 

"Damn reporters all they ever say is where the stuff was found never who found it." Danielle cursed as she worked her way through another big stack of papers.

"Did you say reporters?" Shea asked.

Danielle nodded as she wadded up another piece of paper and threw it across the room. Shea shoved herself out from under the table and spun around to grab the laptop sitting on the table next to them.

Logging on and pulling up the internet Shea looked at Danielle with a shit eating grin and asked, "Where was the treasure found? What city?"

"It was found in a vineyard in Castana Bulgaria. Why?" Danielle replied.

Typing on the keyboard for a few seconds and scrolling through a long list of links Shea finally replied to Danielle's last question. "This is why. How is your Bulgarian or what ever it is they speak?" she said as she spun the laptop around facing Danielle.

On the screen was the website to a library in the town of Castana Bulgaria, on the side Danielle could translate the buttons finding the one listed as periodicals. Clicking on it she went to the search engine and typed in Preslav Treasure. After a couple of minutes a list of 89 articles came up regarding the treasure. Looking through the headings Danielle found four articles that made reference to the individual that found the lost treasures. In one of the articles there was even a photograph of the elderly man holding up a coin that appeared to very old. 

Danielle jumped up and down with joy as she read through the article all the while hugging Shea as she did it. As she settled down Danielle pulled her chair under the table next to Shea and continued to read the passages of each article. 

"How did you know to look up the library in that town?" Danielle asked as she gave Shea props for the find.

"It is an old trick in the journalism business to help cross reference your work. Most places have a library and local papers are always kept on file in the little towns. It is kind of a historical record for the community." Shea replied.

"Well it was exactly what I was looking for." Danielle said as she pecked Shea on the cheek and then exited leaving Shea alone in the library.

Shea cleaned up the stack of papers and books that littered the table as she thought about how happy Danielle looked when they finally found the information. Shea was good at research, she had been doing it all of her life both in school and during the three years she had worked for the paper.

As Shea made her way back to her room she realized she did have something to contribute even if she wasn't sure how it fit in. 

Prepped for bed and tucked in tight Shea said goodnight to Wesley and drifted of to dreamland. The audio lecture in her head rambled on about art and sculpture during the Medieval period of Europe. Most of the information was new to Shea but there were a few things that would be familiar namely the Preslav Treasure. 

When morning arrived Shea followed her routine of the last two weeks. When she arrived at the shower expecting Tess to get there at the same time she was surprised to find Tess leaving the room already fresh for the morning schedule.

Shea felt a little upset about the break in the daily pleasure parade but she knew it would have to end some day. As the two girls made their way through the events of the day Shea could tell Tess was having a hard time dealing with the amount of work required of them. She fidgeted and sighed frequently in the classroom settings during the physical activity sessions she put forth little effort and only went through the motions.

By the end of the week it was obvious she wanted to be relieved of her position in the training. 

Saturday came and the word went out to both girls that Tess would be leaving the compound Sunday morning. There wasn't much else to do but sit around and just wait; then it struck Shea that if her new friend had to leave she should do something for her to make it memorable. Shea still hadn't realized she was the last girl standing and more than likely would become a member of the organization but she carried on as if she was still a pupil in the school of Freyja. 

Approaching Wesley she asked if she could meet with the Ladies to request a favor. Wesley agreed to ask them if she could meet with them on the subject of throwing Tess a farewell fling there at the compound.

At 11:30 Shea meet with Katrina and Danielle about her idea. At first they were not very open to the thought of celebrating the departure of a candidate but when Shea told them what she had in mind they both perked up and reconsidered. 

Lunch and dinner had passed as the time came up on 7:00 PM. Tess sat in her room alone watching the streetlights paint bright spots across the black canvas of the night. Shea knocked on the door and asked if she could come in. Tess motioned her in and turned her chair around so they could face each other. 

"I just wanted to say that the last four weeks has been one of the greatest times of my life and mostly because of you being my friend. I know that tomorrow we will probably never see each other again so I just wanted to say thanks for making me feel special." Shea said as she held Tess's hand.

"I think you're wonderful and I hope that you always remember me. I hate that we won't be able to see each other again but I know the rules. I am happy for you and for myself. I miss my old way of life and hope that it will come back to me soon." Tess said as a tear trailed down her cheek.

Choking back a sob Shea said, "I talked with the head Mistresses and they agreed to let me do something special for you. You know the night you had a friend over for extra-curricular activities?" 

"Yeah." Tess replied.

"Well they were watching you on the flat screen in the living area and I sort of watched too. They told me your fantasy for muscular black men and how you like being taken hard by them. So........... I kind of set up a little thing tonight and you're the guest of honor." Shea said as a smile crept across her face.

"No way, you watched me get fucked! Oh you're bad Shea, real bad!" Tess said as she played along with Shea.

"So, what kind of honor do I get to be?" Tess asked.

"A naughty guest of honor if you want." Shea returned as she stood up pulling Tess by the hand towards the door.

The two girls walked down the hall towards the living area when Shea stopped Tess and pulled her into the shower room. Inside was a small sliver tray on a folding stand covered with a small white cloth. 

Shea removed the cloth revealing a strapy leather item that contained a large number of metal O rings. "Here put this on. I promise you will like what I have planed for you."

Tess quickly removed her bra and thong exposing herself to Shea like she had done so many times before, this time it was different because Shea was about to dress her instead of undressing her. 

With Shea's help and a fair amount of fondling Tess was finally dressed in the spider-web like outfit made of black leather straps. The outfit covered everywhere but nothing at the same time. The outline of her breasts was trimmed in black leather but there was no cup to support her large heavy mounds. The O-rings were used at all of the mesh points where more than two straps came together each ring cold and hard. All of the straps seemed to culminate into a chocker that fit tight around her neck. Shea looked her over and told her how fem fatal she looked in the outfit as she latched the last two items of the outfit on her wrist.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 07



Tess was floating on cloud nine at this point, the sexy look and the prospect of being the center of attention at a possible sex party distracted her mind from the extra O-rings attached to the outfit at various places that didn't connect leather straps.

Once Tess was dress to impress Shea lead her into the living area where Katrina and Danielle were waiting for her. Both women were wearing the same white tunic dress that Shea had on a few weeks earlier. They looked amazing and both Tess and Shea seriously thought about forgoing the planned events and just jump those two goddesses standing before them.

Danielle broke the glassy eyed moment when she said, "I do believe Shea has lined up a special treat for your last night. I want to thank you for all of you efforts here during the last four weeks and we are going to miss you."

Katrina smiled and added, "One thing I know for sure is Shea definitely wanted you to remember how much you meant to her during your time here. She asked us to help her set up this little party not knowing exactly what it would be but she means well." 

Tess looked over at Shea with a puzzled look, "You set up the party but you don't know what it is you set up?"

Shea shrugged her shoulders as she replied, "I just told them I wanted to help you live out your deepest darkest sexual fantasy. I didn't exactly know what it was but they always seem to have the right answer."

As Shea spoke with Tess both Katrina and Danielle came around behind her and took her by the arms. Walking her over to an area were one of the sofas use to be, they instructed her to stand still as they blindfolded her.

With her vision obstructed Katrina spoke out, "Wesley you may send in the surprise."

A hidden door opened behind Tess and a procession of large dark muscular men walked out wearing only black jock straps. Shea was astounded at the shear size and shape of the Nubian warriors approaching them from the wall. As the last one entered the room Shea counted six in all. 

"Tess we are going to play a little game, when I call out a random number between one and six you answer one, two, or three. Is that clear?" Danielle said as she held out a cloth bag in front of each man. As the man drew a number out of the bag Danielle would say it aloud and Tess responded with a number between one and three.

Shea wasn't clear of this little numbers game until she saw all of the men move around and line back up in the numerical order of the number they drew. 

"Tess I am now going to point to a picture on the wall and when I say so you will call out a number between one and three but you can not use the same number twice. Is that clear?" Katrina said as she moved to a painting of a naked woman.

Tess nodded her compliance as Katrina pointed to the woman's mouth, "A number please." 

Tess replied, "Two"

Katrina pointed to the ladies pussy, "A number please."

Tess replied, "One"

Katrina pointed to the bare bum of the lady, "A number please."

Tess finished using all of the numbers as she said, "Three"

Danielle walked over behind Shea and told her to come around with her next to Tess, as they approached Wesley appeared from out of the hidden door carrying a tangle of black straps. Danielle grabbed hold of one of Tess's arms and instructed Shea to hold it up. Doing as instructed Shea held the arm while Danielle latched one of the straps to the cuff around Tess's wrist. Repeating the same with the other arm both Shea and Danielle squatted down next to Tess's left leg. From this position Shea could see Danielle's naked pussy from under the tunic she wore. The sight of it made Shea lose her train of thought for a second as Danielle repeatedly asked her to hold a strap tight for her. Finally Danielle closed her legs breaking Shea's glare. 

"Oh I'm sorry what do you want me to do?" She said.

Holding the strap in place as Danielle velcroed Tess's thigh in, they moved down to the one for her ankle. With the left leg secure both girls moved over to the right leg and repeated the same process, this time Danielle allowed Shea to gaze upon her naked pussy as long as she continued to help her with the straps. 

With all of the straps attached and secure Wesley took the longest ones and walked them around front until all eight were clipped together. Katrina pressed a button on the bar counter and a low whine came from the ceiling. Looking up Shea saw a metal ring lower down on a cable, Danielle took the ring in hand and fastened the straps to the ring. Once connected Katrina reversed the action of the motor and the cable started to retract back up into the ceiling. 

Wesley walked back into the room carrying four long black poles about four feet in length, at the ends of each pole was a clasp. As the straps rose up taking out the slack Danielle attached a pole between two of the straps at a large O-ring midway along their length. As each strap began to rise she repeated the pole insertion until all four had been placed between each pair of straps.

Finished with the construction of the harness like device Danielle kissed Tess deep and long slipping her tongue in to savor the taste of her captive. Shea was slightly jealous of the kiss but soon was rewarded with her own. She made sure to linger in the kiss longer than Tess was allowed giving her a warmth that confirmed that she was now one of them. 

Katrina hit the button one more time taking out all of the remaining slack causing Tess to be lifted up off the ground and suspended in mid air with her arms stretched out high above her and her legs spread wide and bend 90 degrees at the knee. Tess's head hung back without any support exposing her neck in a straight line.

Danielle asked Tess if she was comfortable and surprisingly she said yes. With the confirmation of her physical state Katrina snapped her fingers at the men and all of them began removing their jock strap. 

Shea watched as each one lowered the garment releasing some of the largest cocks she had ever seen. All six men owned sex organs that made Alex look like a small kid. Three of them had at least eight inches of meat hanging between their legs in a flaccid state. One of the men had something dangling from his body that looked like a small arm. His cock was growing as he stroked it reaching a length of about seven inches but the girth of is was almost the size of a coke can, the large dark head resembled a full size plumb. 

As Shea watched the men awaken their sex organs she observed that the thick trunk cock was the shortest of the bunch but by far the widest. In all the six manly tools ranged from seven to ten inches in length. Shea thought, "How in the world could someone posses such a large cocks?"

Katrina walked up to the first member of the six man team and asked him which number Tess assigned him when they drew the lineup, he responded with a two.

Katrina announced, "You get her mouth." and walked him over to the front near Tess's head. 

The man lifted his long shaft and held it up over Tess's face while Katrina removed the blindfold restricting her sight. As the leather eye patches slipped away from her eyes Tess looked up to see a lumbering black cock fall out of the sky and land across her face from forehead down past her chin. The shock of having a big penis land on her face caused Tess to remain speechless for just a few moments until Danielle told her to lick it as it rubbed across her face. 

"Is this really for me?" Tess questioned.

Shea looked up at both Katrina and Danielle as if she was asking permission to answer the question. Both ladies nodded to her as if they wanted her to give Tess the answer. 

"Yes dear, that big beautiful dark cock is just for you. Now be kind to it and show it just how good you are with your tongue. I know how much I love that tongue of yours." Shea announced as she felt a surge of power and control from the girls as they gave her the go ahead to answer Tess's question.

As the large dark rod slid up and down Tess's face she opened her mouth protruding her tongue out to lap at the treat she was so desiring. After a few swipes of her tongue Danielle slowly walked over and pushed the man back replacing the blinders over her eyes. 

"It will be more fun if you can't see. The thrill will become more intense as your body tells you mind how much you have taken." Danielle said as she moved back away allowing the man to return to his task.

With mouth wide open and head tilted back as far as she could Tess eagerly awaited the arrival of the large black cock. 

As the tip of his member touched her lips Tess's body responded with goose bumps; slipping into her mouth the first few inches slowly disappearing only to return with a fine sheen of saliva the dark object flinched with excitement.

Tess worked to take as much of the rod into her hungry mouth with each passing stroke until it was plainly visible stretching her throat. 

Shea moved closer to see the action as she was becoming increasingly aroused by the whole situation. Looking at the remaining length she was judging that about three inches still eluded Tess's final goal to swallow the entire thing.

Pulling back the man slowly returned his length deep into her throat until she couldn't take any more. Repeating his movement the dark lover began to build a rhythm as he fucked her mouth. Grabbing her outstretched arms he pushed and pulled causing Tess to swing back and forth onto his rod as he stood firm in his stance. 

Katrina watched with great interest at the motion and walked over to the next man in line whispering in his ear; he returned a comment under his breath and then waited for her to motion him into action.

Positioning himself between Tess's legs he knelt down and waited for her pussy to swing towards him. As her open slit approached he lapped at her sexual hot box jolting her core with an impact directly on her clit. The moan deep in her throat revealed her pleasure at the new sensation spurring him on to more of the same. Tess's body began to respond forcing her juices to flow lubricating her lower region. 

When the second man judged her wetness to be sufficient he lubed his long dark rod with his own saliva. As her pussy swung back to him he bent foreword and with one simple pucker of his lips he hit her open hole with a splashing spit of hot slick saliva. Tess's body quivered at the sudden blast of hot spit; the marksmanship of his aim was amazing as the liquid split her delicate lips then trailed down the length until it dripped off of her pucker backdoor. 

The swinging action took her away but soon returned as he lined up his rod and impaled her on his cock dipping in a few inches. Tess arched her back at the new intrusion mumbling around the large fleshy tool in her mouth. Shea was not sure if it was a cry of pain or pleasure but soon observed Tess wiggle her pelvis as she attempted to force more of the pussy intruder deeper inside of her horny hole. 

The two men worked in unison as they rocked Tess back and forth in the swing driving their respective cock deep into her body. The piston action looked like one long cock piercing her body from top to bottom. As one grew longer in sight the other would disappear deep into the moist fiery depths of her lust filed body. 

Tess was not long for orgasm as the two men worked her over, she gurgled and sucked around the oral invader and bucked and grinned on the pole deep in her love tunnel until she screamed out with a muffled wail as her orgasm visibly rocked her body. 

The man lodged in her throat flexed his lower body as the vibrations triggered his release sending volleys of hot white liquid streaming down her throat. With the swinging motion reduced the man buried deep in her walls was forced to stay locked between her folds as her inner muscles milked him as her orgasm resounded deep in her stomach. The flexing of her muscles was the final sensation that drew his sack tight pushing him over the edge opening the valve of his fire hose flooding her womb with thick white lava. 

As both men slowly came down from their eruption they withdrew from Tess's body vacating the gapping orifice they previously occupied. On one end Tess's dark red pussy slowly leaked out the white frothy cum that painted her insides and on the other a coating of saliva covered her face as gravity drained it down over her eyes and forehead.

Tess's breathing was deep but sporadic as the vibrations of her orgasm still bounce around inside her soul. Hanging from the ceiling as she was Tess was not able to steady her self against anything so the trimmers firing out of her limbs altered the pendulum sway of her ride.

The third man with the arm size rod soon approached Tess inspecting the entrance he was assigned he soon realized there was no possible way she was ready for his monstrous girth. "This bitch ain't ready for this. I don't know if she will ever be ready for what I got." He said as he stroked his meaty cock.

Danielle walked over observing the situation and instructed the next guy to take over as she reached down and grabbed the massive shaft of the third man, "I'll take care of this one for a while." She exclaimed with a giddy grin.

Leading him over to the sofa she shoved him down and dropped to her knees positioning her self face to bulging head. Danielle was a remarkable woman; she had the grace and beauty of a goddess but the sex drive of a crazy lust filled slut. As Shea would soon find out Danielle enjoyed overly large cocks and made a reputation for her self with the other ladies as being some what of a gorge. Danielle had worked hard to stretch and limber her body to accept even the biggest piece of meat available. As she began licking and lubing the plumb size head of his cock she slowly stretched her lips over the end polishing it to a nice shiny purplish hue taking in as much as she could. 

Shea was envious of Danielle's big pouting lips but as she watched her maneuver she noticed the thickness of her lips fade into a thin line of pinkish red as they stretched around the large cock. Working as much of his member into her mouth Danielle pulled on the belt holding her tunic tight releasing its' hold on her body. The fabric sprang free allowing her breast to bounce as she orally stroked three inches of the monster into her mouth. 

The slight moan coming from Tess returned Shea's attention in that direction as she watched the forth man press the head of his long slick rod against her anal entrance. The juices and spit from the previous fucking had left her backdoor lubed just enough to allow him to slide in without to much discomfort. Methodically he drove deeper and deeper with each passing thrust until eight of his ten inches was buried deep in her bowels. 

As before the man began pushing and pulling on the swing set causing Tess to impale her self on the long shaft invading her cavity. It didn't take long for the action to increase in speed and with the tempo rising the final two inches of his rod disappeared inside Tess reaching depths that she had never experienced. The wailing of pleasure was echoing throughout the room as he pounded into her with a fierceness that rocked her body all the way up to her head. The fifth man took advantage of the opening and laid his throbbing tool along Tess's cheek informing her that he was about to fuck her mouth as the man before him. With hungry response she willingly took his cock between her lips and gave in to the swinging motion as he shoved his way past her tongue down into her throat. 

Shea was in a trance as she watched Tess take the massive shafts deep inside her. She was overwhelmed by the ease that the men had penetrated so much of Tess with little effort. Turning back to Danielle Shea observed her forcing as much of the truck into her mouth as she could. A river of saliva ran down the length of his thick trunk pooling on his large balls as Danielle rolled them in her free hand. 

Danielle was working the monster with exceptional skill pushing the man's limits as she pressed the head deep against the back of her throat. It was physically impossible for her to take him any further but she was not deterred by this. Finally he stated that he was in dyer need to fuck something as he pushed Danielle back onto her hunches. With a wicked smile and a throaty reply Danielle agreed that she too was in need of a good fucking. 

Standing Danielle quickly pulled off her tunic exposing her body fully nude for the first time. Shea gawked at the perfection of her breast; she had been denied the pleasure of seeing them in all of their glory until now. The D+ cup mounds of flesh rounded out with sensuous lines hanging just enough to proclaim their lack of surgical enhancement but not dropping too low to flatten out as gravity weighed down upon them. The big areolas spanned the tips leading to the thumb size nubs that stood up calling out to those who were in need of suckling.

Moving to the tall arm of the sofa Danielle curled her finger at the man and told him he better do a good job or else. Taking that as a challenge he scoffed at her impotence and informed her that no woman was able to walk straight for a month after he got through with them.

Danielle bent over the arm lifting her ass high in the air giving her well hung stud full access to her awaiting hole. As he lined up with her dripping opening he dropped the head down against her puffy lips and pressed firmly thinking she would squirm with pain as his monster entered the cave. As with her mouth Danielle had spent many a night working large objects into her tender gap. The pressure of having something large stretch her pussy was exactly what she desired most of all. She was the one girl in the group that took on all comers no matter how large they were. 

The groans and moans escaping Danielle were not of pain but pure bliss; the more he shoved that thick tree into her the more she enjoyed it. 

Shea was now lost in her own sexual haze; all of the animalistic sounds surrounding her along with the visual sensation had turned her body into one giant hot spot. She found her hands roaming her body strumming the strings of desire as Tess and Danielle basked in the throws of lustful passion. Her sports bra some how had been lifted up exposing her firm breast and the thong she once had on was stretched out wide between her knees as a hand vigorously slid up and down the length of her very wet pussy. 

Turning to Katrina she witnessed she also had succumb to the events of the night. With tunic pulled up and tucked in her belt Katrina had the second man down on his knees eating her succulent pussy as if it was his last meal. Her hand was tight against the back of his head denying him the ability to escape her wanton needs for pleasure.

Tess's audible sounds trailed off as the two men continued their relentless taking of her body. A quivering mass strapped in a swing was all that was left of her. She was unable to move her self so they worked even harder at taking what they wanted. The sweat was running down both men giving notice as to the amount of work they were doing to ravage the young woman slung between them. If Shea hadn't known how much Tess was enjoying her self she would have thought she was being taken by force. 

Danielle let out a yelp causing Shea to turn her attention back in that direction. The man behind her had lifted up on of her legs and placed it over his shoulder. Danielle's torso was turned towards Shea as she propped her self up with one arm, the other placed behind the neck of her large lover. Danielle's position had her almost in the splits balancing on one leg raised up high on her toes as the other was flush against his chest. From this angle Shea could now see just how large and wide he was stretching Danielle's pussy. It looked like he had a third arm ramming up deep between her legs. The puffy dangling lips that Shea played with a few weeks ago were now stretched thin just like the lips of her mouth earlier. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 07



Danielle's fuck toy was slamming his balls hard against her thigh as he rocked into her with such a force she would literally come off the floor with each stroke. 

Katrina moaned as her orgasm began to slip out through her wet love nest eliciting a tremble that almost snapped the neck of the man lapping at her pussy. The thought of her cumming shot waves through Shea's body as she felt her fingers driving into her wetness bringing her closer to an orgasm of her own. Tess was lost and unable to announce her climax but it was very obvious that she was well on her way to number four or five Shea had lost count. The fact that Danielle was starting to scream out, "Fuck....Fuck that big pussy... Fuck that big fucking cock into that pussy." was the last straw for Shea. Her knees buckled as her wave of pleasure rolled out through her body forcing her to stager over to the sofa near Danielle to keep from falling on the floor. 

Shea worked herself more as she watched the two men slam deep into Tess and deposit their seed leaving them spent from all of their hard work. 

Danielle's man continued to hammer home his massive rod taking her over the top for a second time causing her to lose her balance and fall over the arm of the sofa. As Danielle fell her head landed in Shea's lap bringing those wonderful globes of tan flesh within reach. Shea not passing up the opportunity fondled and pinched the hot mounds of breast. A hard pinch of her nipple and the downward thrust of her lovers cock brought forth a massive shake the trigger the contraction of Danielle's stretched out inner walls milking the readied load in his balls.

Pulling out he stroked his thick meat aiming the bulbous head in the direction of Danielle's head and chest. A torrent of steaming hot cum blasted out across Danielle's chest and chin splashing up onto Shea's arm and hand. Two then three ribbons of liquid painted Danielle and Shea until the last big pulse of fluid arched upward and struck Shea across her golden firm C cup tits. 

With a big grin and a wink to Shea the man stumbled back over to the bar and sat down on a stole to regain his composure.

Tess was only two thirds the ways through her stable of hung studs. The last one in line didn't wait for instructions as he plowed into her open wet pussy with a single hard thrust. The depth of his thrust was not new to her so she didn't gasp or flinch which made him slightly put out. Due to the previous and current action Tess was now a stretched open wide. The only thing that would feel big to her right now would be the man that just destroyed Danielle leaving her a pool of quivering sexed out flesh. 

Disappointed in the lack of response he got when he slammed into her of the first time the man ramming Tess brought forth a brutal pace. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed out again through the room. Tess's ass cheeks rolled up and down from the impact of his thighs. Shea could see cum, juice, and sweat fly all across the floor as he took advantage of the situation. Tess so over sexed at that moment couldn't even muster a minimal amount of resistance to his forceful cadence. Tess was on the verge of passing out, her body was locked in a perpetual state of orgasm causing her lungs to freeze up and stop breathing. Long hard gasps came out of her throat every so often that assured Shea that she wasn't dead but the way her body just sagged in the swing said different.

With frustration the man finally stopped and announced, "She's out cold, nothings going to wake this bitch up!" Pulling free from her abused pussy he grumbled that he wasn't through fucking yet. Looking around at the other girls he noticed Katrina riding one of the men on the floor near the bar. He was laid out on his back as she lowered her self down in a squat bouncing up and down the full length of the ten inch cock penetrating her famished pussy. Her strong legs flexed with each move making it appear erotic and somewhat dominating as she worked the man below her. Danielle was still coming out of her daze from the massive orgasm she received from the massive cock that opened her up like a breach in a dame. There was no way his cock was going to be noticed in that hole. 

He turned his gaze upon Shea sitting there with her thong still clinging to her calves. "You, you look like you need some dick. Why don't you come over here and ride this log for a while?" He said as he move closer to her.

Shea overly stimulated by all of the sex going on around her was beyond ready to jump anything that was offered. Moving quickly she stood up and kicked her thong off and pulled her bra up and over her head. Lunging into his arms she locked her lips to his in a hot desperate kiss letting him know she was game. 

The man reached down and lifted her up by the legs cradling her in front of him. Moving his hands under her ass he lifted her higher until his cock was perched at the entrance of her wet eager pussy. Holding on for dear life Shea wrapped her arms around his neck and began a slow ride down the length of his hard rod. First he dropped her down half way making sure she was able to take his member without too much difficulty. Once he realized just how slippery she was he bounced her up and then down hard driving his rod deep into her velvet tunnel. A gasp erupted from Shea as the large dark cock hit new depths deep inside her. The deep thrust found new never explored areas of her pussy that vibrated her soul. 

Shea rocked her hips back and forth as the man lifted and lowered her onto his eight inches. She felt so filled and loved every thick inch she could capture as the tempo settled into a comfortable fuck.

With renewed vigor and a stiff cock the tree trunk walked around to the open end of Tess, "I bet I can wake this bitch up!" Lining his oversized head up to the now stretched out hole that once was Tess's tight pussy he pressed hard against her. The resistance her body gave was only due to the fact that she was still slightly smaller than needed for his cock to drive right in. Holding her legs he slowly stretched and pushed his member into her ravaged hole. The sheer size of his cock brought forth a scream from Tess that sounded like a mix of pleasure and pain. Centimeter by centimeter he slowly pressed his advantage until she had half of his monster inside her. Tess's lips were stretched to the point they disappeared. Pulling back slightly he allowed her to regain some sort of relief before he drove back in with more force this time slipping in three fourths the way. 

Tess came alive as the monster devoured her bruised battered pussy. Gasping and screaming she bucked as he gave her more and more of his member. Tess began mumbling incoherent words as the stretching of her womanhood became more tolerable. 

Katrina now satisfied sexually from her randy ride walked over to the swing taking in the sight; giving commentary to the events she half jokingly gave orders to the cock not the man instructing it to stretch her out and make her feel more full than any woman on the face of the planet. Smiling as she looked up at the tortured expression on Tess's face she laughed stating, "You never would have imagined pleasure would look so grimaced."

Scanning the remaining members of the party Katrina saw that one of the men was sporting a rather impressive hard on standing next to the bar. "You look like you need some help with that. Why don't you treat Shea to a special surprise and make a sandwich for her."

Shea still grinding her self on the object lodged deep inside her pussy paid little attention to the statement until she felt a warm rush come over her back door. The man in question was rubbing a hand full of oil around on her ass cheeks and puckered little hole. As she felt his breath cross her shoulder she heard him say, "Oh baby you're going to love this shit." 

A large amount of pressure built up at the opening of her ass; slowly she could feel her muscle give way to an intruder. The stretching of her back door shot electric pulses through her body tightening her inner walls around the cock already jammed up inside her pussy.

The prolonged insertion into her second hole forced her to stop moving as the full length made its way up into her bowels. It was a tremendous feeling as she stretched and relented to the long slick pole driving deep within. Four then five thrust came and passed as the full length of her new skewer found its rightful place in the balance of her carnal act.

Both men slowly worked in and out as they found a comfortable rhythm alternating between themselves as to who would be pushing and pulling. Shea's head fell back onto the shoulder of the man behind her as the sensations magnified inside her abdominal area. A low moan started rolling from her lips as she began to enjoy the double penetration. Shea found her self matching the movements of her two lovers as she returned to rocking her hips back and forth. As her speed increased the two men slowly stopped their movement and just let her work the two cocks into her self at her own pace. A fire was burning deep inside as her orgasm raced towards the forefront. 

As Shea advanced up the mountain of bliss she was slightly distracted by the loud audible grunts coming from Tess. Rolling her head to the side she witnessed the monstrous rod slamming deep into the gapping hole that once was Tess's delicate flower. Now it was a sloppy wet slushy hole that appeared to be as wide as a coffee cup. Tess's big fluffy breast twirled in opposite directions as the motion of the swing gave under his heavy thrusts. The nubs on the top of her mounds of flesh spiraled around in the same motion looking like marbles spinning in the middle of a plate. Tess was beyond help now, she had become a fuck toy for all of the men weather she wanted to be or not. 

Katrina and Danielle were found on the edge of the sofa knelling in front of two of the men, both pressing their breast around long dark shafts as they swallowed the tips with their mouth. The sight of them tit fucking the guys pushed Shea to the edge. The combination of visual sensations and the overwhelming fullness she was experiencing was more than she could take. With animalistic growls she started bouncing up and down on both cocks at the same time forcing them both to drive as far as physically possible into her. The increased tightness of having both rods buried inside brought the two men to a boiling point. Announcing their inevitable orgasm the men began slamming into Shea with as much force as she was imposing onto them. A bright white light flooded Shea's vision as the moment of truth hit. Her body bucked and tossed as her orgasm slammed her like a truck. The clamping down of her muscles in both holes initiated the release of a massive flow of white sticky rockets as the men both lost their ability to hold back. The sheer volume of cum that bathed her insides was more than she had ever thought possible. 

Shea was out of control as she felt the hot liquid inundate her soul. Locked between the two powerful men she collapsed succumbing to the violent nature of her own orgasm. Limp and motionless she hung there impaled on the rods still holding her up. Slowly as their ebony obelisks withered they allowed her body to slump to the floor in a heap of slimy cum cover jello.

Both Katrina and Danielle's work on their respective partners brought forth the intended result. Just as both of the men were about to spill their seed onto them the girls ordered them to hold off long enough to make their way to Tess. Danielle pointed out that Tess's undulating breast need a fresh coat of sperm to make the picture perfect so as instructed the men aimed their load covering each with a thick whitewash of steaming love lotion. 

The last man left standing over by the bar had been working his tool with some frantic action jerking his way to an explosion of his own. Taking the hint he too marched over to Tess and proceeded to add to the work of art. Blast after blast struck Tess along her chin and face with one hitting directly in her mouth. The gravitational flow slowly covered her cheeks and mixed with the saliva and cum across her forehead and hair leaving her a pasty white. Last but by far not the least the monster cock hammering away at her slurping pussy erupted spewing scolding hot cum filling her fuck hole until it flowed over. 

All of the men and both Mistresses eventually made their way out of the room leaving Shea alone on the floor. As she came down from the euphoric high that was her first double she saw Tess limp and lifeless hanging in the swing. Seeing her friend covered in male love juice and showing severe signs of abuse Shea was left breathless at the sight. Rivers of white sticky syrup dripped off of every inch of Tess's body. A cavernous hole that once was Tess's pussy lay open allowing Shea to see deep inside her womb. The flow of cum steadily poured out dripping off of her asshole as large globs splattered on the floor below. If she didn't know better she would have thought that Tess had been gang raped and left for dead. 

Upon weak shaky knees Shea moved over to Tess and tenderly petted her cum covered face. Lowering her lips to her ear she whispered, "God you look beautiful, I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did." Kissing her on the lips genteelly Shea said her goodbyes. As she pulled away she could taste the sweet salty mix of cum and spit as she ran her tongue over the gooey substance stuck to her mouth. 

"This was some going away party." She thought to her self as she walked back out of the room towards her living quarters. Passing Wesley and another one of the butlers in the hall she smiled and nodded. They were on their way to retrieve Tess and make sure she was taken care of.

Once in her room Shea collapsed on her bed curling up in the covers drifting off to sleep immediately.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 08



Chapter Eight A New Life

Six thirty came early as Wesley pried open the curtains flooding the room with the bright morning light. Shea grumbled to her self as she painfully opened her eyes taking in the sight of Wesley smiling down at her as she awoke.

"What are you so happy about this morning? She asked.

"Why Ms. Shea today is the first day of a wonderful exciting new adventure." He proclaimed.

It didn't occur to her until latter that Wesley called her Ms. Shea, from the first time she meet him back at the mansion he had always referred to her as Ms. Egan. 

Moving slowly Shea made her way out of the bed. Stark naked and covered in dry cum Shea's mind flashed back to the party the night before, "God what a night." She thought. Wesley came up behind her and shooed her along smacking her bare bottom with both of his hand. 

"You need to hurry up, shower, breakfast, and dressed before 8:00AM. That is what we do now." Wesley chimed in with almost musical tones in his voice. 

Making her way down the hall towards the shower Shea passed the room that once belonged to Tess; she wondered to herself if she was still there or had she been whisked away in the dead of night.

As she rounded the corned into the shower room her heart leaped for joy, there in the room hanging her robe up was Tess. She looked like she had been run over by a train, eyes puffy and swollen from the lack of good sleep, hair matted to her head from the mixture of saliva and cum, white flakey streaks across her large breast from dried cum, and a very noticeable dark bruising between her legs covering all of her female parts. She may have looked like shit but Shea still loved the form and beauty of her body.

Without words Shea quickly ran up to her and hugged her for all she was worth. Tess whence at the force of her embrace, her body was broken and sore from the overwhelming amount of sexual torture she endured less than ten hours ago. With weak and shaky limbs Tess returned the hug as she realized this would be the last encounter they would have.

Shea quickly started in with the questions as if she reunited with a long lost friend, "What are you still doing here? How do you feel? Where are you going? What time are you leaving? Can you stay for breakfast?" 

Tess still physically and mentally bruised and numb from last night replied, "Slow down, I just woke up and it feels like my pussy was turned inside out. Let me soak in the hot water while you play twenty questions."

Shea understood and realized Tess was still unaware of just what happened last night, she took it upon her self to help fill in the blanks. As the two showered Shea would give Tess details of the events going on in the room while she was blindfolded. Tess would ask questions as to what happened with her once her mind went blank and Shea gave her the dirty, naughty truth. 

As they went through the events of the night Shea finally stopped to think about how the party became what it was. Then she asked Tess a very personal point blank question. 

"Tess, last night I had asked the Ladies to set up your deepest darkest fantasy. I understand the reason for the men being big and black but, why were you restrained and why were there six of the biggest dicks I have ever seen before in my life?" Shea asked as Tess sat on the ledge with the water running over her aching muscles.

"To be honest with you it is what I have always wanted. You see I keep having this dream were I'm trapped in this room tied up and can't move. Then somehow a large group of black men are standing around me. When I notice them looking down at me I realize I am naked and opened up for them. All I can see from that point are visions of large dark cocks circling around in my head. When I wake up my hands are usually buried between my legs fingering my wet horny pussy and I am on the verge of an orgasm." She replied.

"Well was it as good as your dream?" Shea asked.

"I would have to say the moments I can remember were better than my dream. I just wish I wasn't so sore this morning or I would masturbate to the images all over again." Tess replied.

"Honey the size of those cocks last night will haunt you in your dreams. I swear that the last one you took was as big around as a soda can, and the way they were taking you from both ends looked like you had one giant long cock running through the entire length of your body. It was so amazing and wickedly naughty I couldn't control myself. I had to fuck some of them too." Shea said as she held her hands up at various widths describing the sizes of the monstrous cocks they shared last night.

Just as Shea finished her statement she heard a voice in her head from the ear pieces they wore, "Ms. Marino your ride will be arriving in thirty minutes, you will need to return to your room so Hershel may collect the property that belongs to the organization."

Tess looked up and told Shea she had to leave right then. Shea looked at her with sad eyes and said, "I know, I heard them call for you. I will miss you very much you know that don't you?" 

Tess responded with a big hug pressing their naked wet bodies together for one last time. Each enjoying and relishing the soft warm body clutched in their respective arms. 

Shea watched as Tess gingerly made her way out of the shower, her gait resembled an old lady hunched over and bow legged. Thinking to her self as Tess disappeared around the corner, "That was a big ass cock!"

Finished with her shower Shea strolled down the hall back to her room thinking about how Wesley called her Ms. Shea and how she heard Tess's message in her head sets. It dawned on her at that moment she was the one, the one that made it through training, she was now part of the organization. She was MS SHEA.

Entering her room Shea found Wesley standing over by the wardrobe waiting impatiently. "Ms. Shea you must hurry, there is little time to waste."

She looked at him with a puzzled look, "What do you mean? Class doesn't start for another hour."

"Your schedule has changed, you will be meeting with Ms. Yanna to go over employment contracts and then start your first day as the apprentice down in the gallery." He said.

Shea stunned by the news panicked, "What! I have nothing to wear and I don't even know where the gallery is."

"Oh, I neglected to mention you have a complete wardrobe here and your undergarments are still in the dresser as before." Wesley said as he opened the doors exposing a full rack of skirts, blouses, pants, and jackets.

Looking over the garments Shea realized that all of the items were name brand high end designer outfits. There had to be close to thirty thousand dollars worth of clothes hanging in the wardrobe for her to choose from. 

"The matching shoes are shelved over here in this hidden rack." He said as he pressed a button that opened a panel on the wall. "You will find most anything you need but if there is something I have overlooked please inform me and I will rectify the matter immediately"

Peering in the panel Shea saw more styles and colors of shoes than a downtown shoe store could possibly carry. She was taken back by the volume of expensive clothing that was at her disposal. 

"Hurry now we don't want to be late for our first day of work." He said snapping her out of the gawking gaze.

Selecting a modest gray skirt and jacket to match Shea laid them out on the bed. Next came a light beige blouse made of silk that had a scooping neck line. Searching through the undergarments Shea pulled out a nice black garter belt and stockings. 

Glancing over at Wesley Shea had a look of confusion on her face. "What is it Ms. Shea?" he asked.

"Am I allowed to wear a bra and panties or am I to go without like before?" she questioned.

"There are no rules stating you can not wear panties but I know that most of the time the rest of the ladies go without unless they are in jeans. As for a bra they wear them when they don't have a jacket other wise they go without." He stated as he pulled out a few pairs of shoes matching them with the skirt.

With nervous hand Shea quickly put on the garter belt and stockings, aware that she was now going to be out in public she panicked over her makeup and hair. "There is no way I'm going to make it on time; I don't even have any makeup."

Wesley always there to save the day pointed over to the same case that he used the day she visited Trish. Pulling the chair out for her he gestured for her to sit as he opened the case. Taking a seat Shea allowed Wesley to work his magic. As she sat there she thought to herself just how odd this must look; a twenty something young lady sitting naked, breast exposed crotch uncovered only wearing garters and stockings allowing a man in his sixties to paint her face and fashion her hair.

Finished Wesley quickly held the blouse up letting Shea slip her arms through. As she buttoned the front he positioned the skirt in front of her as she step into it. Once she had tucked the blouse in he zipped up the back and retrieved the jacket. Holding it over his arm Wesley made a few suggestions as to which shoes would go best as Shea tried them on. 

Dressed and ready to start the day Wesley handed her the jacket gave her a peck on the cheek and said, "Now go make us proud." 

Again as she started for the door he gave her a friendly fatherly smack on the bum causing her to dance and giggle at his friendliness. Rushing up to the dinning room Shea choked down a bagel and glass of juice. Mindful of the time she ran back down the stairs were Wesley and Hershel were busy moving the furniture around in the living area. With a hurried expression Shea blurted out, "Gallery?"

Both Wesley and Hershel pointed back down the hall way towards the elevator. "Select floor number 1 and take a right once you get off." They both said in unison.

The doors opened to a small lobby area; on each side was a hall way leading away from the elevator. Taking their advice Shea made her way to the right. Four offices lined the hall each with the name of one of the ladies that owned and operated the organization. Shea found Yanna's office next to the one with her name on it; Yanna's door was open and she could see her sitting behind a large mahogany desk sorting through a stack of papers. Knocking, she timidly entered the office as Yanna looked up from her desk at the clock.

"I must say you do cut it close when it comes to time management." Yanna proclaimed as she motioned to an empty chair.

Taking a seat Shea eagerly listened to Yanna as she proceeded through countless forms and contracts entering her into the company. W-4, I-9, health and dental, hold harmless, confidentiality clauses, non compete clauses, and various other legal papers all detailing the obligations she would have to the company made for a whirlwind of information swimming around in her head. Once all of the employment papers were complete Yanna sat back in her large leather chair and began an explanation of who and what the company was, a history of its beginnings, and defining exactly what Shea would be doing.

From what Shea could piece together the company was more of an art dealer and they made sales to obscenely rich individuals that most of the time wished to remain nameless. What Shea couldn't understand was all of the sexual undercurrent during the training. Yanna explained to her that there was more than one branch of the company, all ten were located in a major city that has a large cultural community. Just some of the location she mentioned was Paris, Sydney, Los Angeles, Rome, Buenos Aries, and St. Petersburg. Yanna gave Shea the complete rundown on how many members there are in the company and also the number of support staff. The little group she thought she was joining was quickly growing to more than 150 employees.

Still somewhat confused as to how and what they sold Shea asked if she would be a buyer or a seller of the artwork. Yanna laughed and explained that they were both buyer and seller. The trick was to get the items for far less than their value and sell them for far greater. Again with confusion Shea asked, "What kind of fool would do something like that?"

Yanna replied, "A very horny one!" 

"What we have here is a perfect situation, each of use has our own special talent. Danielle loves art and is very keen when examining a piece, she can spot a forged painting or sculpture a mile away. We let her take the lead when it comes to buying new items from dealers and collectors we have not done business with before. Katrina is a financial wizard, she can forecast almost any change in the local market and in foreign markets so we let her handle our investments and also the currency exchange when it comes to pricing. Me, I love contract law so I handle all of the negotiations and wording of the buyer/seller contracts." Yanna explained.

"Is that all you specialize in?" Shea asked with a raised brow.

With a smug snicker as if she was caught reaching into the cookie jar Yanna spilled the dirty little details about each of the girls. "I can see you have some knowledge of our little secrets, well you should know so you don't get caught in a situation you don't like. As stated each of us has our own special skill but it doesn't only pertain to business. Each of us has a talent for a certain sexual situation which I imagine you could guess if you thought about it. I myself have ventured down the path of a Submissive when it comes to sex. I don't do it all of the time but when it is needed I am the one that best suits that role. Katrina on the other hand works best as a Dominatrix, she has the skill and command to control a situation allowing only what she feels is needed for her lovers. Danielle is the one that still shocks me with her talent, you witnessed it last night during Tess's little party. I still can't believe she can fit something that big inside her. She truly is a gorge, not only in her mouth which she can fit her fist in by the way but in both holes down below. The one you saw last night was not the biggest she has ever taken. I saw her stuff one that big in her ass last year, she couldn't sit down for a week after that." Yanna laughed as she reminisced about Danielle's discomfort following that incident. 

"What is it that I am supposed to do? Sounds like you have everything covered?" Shea asked with a worried tone in her voice.

"Well we hope that you and Danielle can work together to increase our ability to find rare pieces of art and culture. You seem to have a knack for research so I would imagine most of your day would be in the library or on-line, but not distracting you from your floor duty. That is when you have the gallery for clients to see some of the items we have on display. I will show you that area next." Yanna answered.

"I hope you don't think I'm going to help Danielle in all of her specialties?" Shea said with a defensive posture.

"No, No, girl there is only one Danielle. I don't think the guys would be able to handle two of her. You, your special, we all love our little corner of the sexual world but you seem to thrive on finding new and exciting paths to venture down. As your sexual desires change and morph we will watch to see just what you truly thrive at the most. For now though you will be the one that squirts." Yanna replied.

"SQUIRTS! What the hell do you mean by that?" Shea barked out.

"There have been times when a client wanted to watch a woman cum so hard she actually squirted out her orgasm. During your exam at the Physicians office you were the only one who erupted in a fountain as you reached orgasm. I know it sounds strange but some people find it extremely erotic." Yanna explained.

"You mean we have sex for money and some guy is going to pay me to pee when I cum?" Shea asked with a disgusted look on her face.

"No, nothing like that. We don't have sex for money. Well we do but not in that way. Hell every woman has sexy for money, it may not be in cold hard cash but we all do it. How many people do you know jumped into the sack because their significant other bought them some form of jewelry or a car. Anyway back to what we do; sometimes money doesn't matter to our clients. There are some that are so wealthy they don't care about how much things cost, all they care about is fulfilling a fantasy or dream. That is where the sexual encounters come into play." Yanna replied.

"You see there are four types of personalities that help create wealthy people. First is the arrogant cocky individual. If they are male more than likely they have a large penis and have always been the stud of the stable. In women it usually comes from large breast. They are the type of people Danielle's little talent finds itself useful with. The second is the controlling micro-manager type. They usually want to be involved in every aspect of their business. Fantasy wise they tend to lean towards controlling their sexual partner as well. As you can tell I work well with those clients. Third is the person that is forced to control their business and when given the chance wants to be relieved of their control. Katrina always gives them what they want, to be controlled. And last there is the forth personality that creates wealthy people, the enigma. These people are always hard to figure out and change who they are on a constant basis, one day they want to be controlled, the next they want to control, then out of the blue they have fetishes that elude our expertise. Most of the ones find a woman that orgasms often and hard to be a turn on so it would be safe to say you fit their desire. From what I have seen over the last month you have a rather growing sexual appetite and when you explode honey you really explode. Wesley has been working overtime just to keep your sheets dry and clean. What I wouldn't give to be inside that head of yours one night. I bet it is a real sexual frenzy in there." Yanna went on.

Shea sat there slack jawed as she took in all of the information, she wasn't sure she could go through with some of the things Yanna just explained. As she sat there Yanna came around from behind the desk and whispered in her ear, "I now you're scared, I was too but after a few days you will truly understand the scope of the business and start to feel right at home."

Then in a booming voice, "Come on, I will show you the rest of the gallery."

Shea stood and followed her down the hall. As they walked Shea's mind drifted of to the odd feeling of having clothes on. It had been almost one full month since she worn a complete outfit. The constraint of the garments was not tight but she felt as if she was being squeezed. As she walked she become more thankful that she chose not to wear anything underneath; at least that gave her a slight since of freedom. 

All the while as they walked down the hall Yanna was explaining what each room was, Shea again was not paying attention as she felt the belts of her garter graze across the firm round cheeks of her ass. It tickled slightly making her body respond with a shiver of guilty pleasure. 

Maybe Yanna was right when she said she thrived on new sexual experiences. 

Snapping out of the little self monologue running in her head Shea followed Yanna into the main room of the gallery. The space was decorated with various styles ranging from Classical Hellenistic periods to some stuff a recent as Andy Warhol. 

Yanna gave estimated values to most of the pieces but never a hard number. As they continued to walk around Shea started to drift again as she felt her breast bounce up and down with each stride. The fabric of her blouse was so soft and smooth it actually caused her nipples to become aroused pressing out increasing the friction which in turn increased the arousal.

When they stopped in front of one large painting she quickly opened and closed her jacket adjusting it to help relieve the pressure on her breast. Yanna caught a glimpse of her actions out of the corner of her eye and commented, "I know, when I walk around for a long period of time with out a bra on I get a little aroused myself." With that she turned to Shea and opened up her jacket revealing two hard knobs jutting off the ends of her breast. "The silk top does it every time." Yanna added as she gave Shea a wink.




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Continuing the tour; the girls made their way around to all of the sections of the gallery. Once complete they went into some of the back rooms where clients can examine the works and also where some of the smaller deals are closed. These rooms ranged from a single twin bed and no decoration to a simple dungeon that had chains attached to the walls and ceiling.

Shea asked, "Is this where you do the.... You know seal the deal so to speak?"

Yanna replied, "Some times when the client is in a big rush. Most of the time it is done in the main living area on the third floor but we also have done them at the mansion or at the client's house. Most of the time it just depends on how the negotiation goes."

Shea questioned the negotiation. Yanna explained to her that nothing happens without a contract. If the client wants something other than money or needs an incentive to spend that much money we always negotiate the actions and locations therefore no-one can use the act as a way to cheat someone else out of money or artwork.

"Too this date no-one has ever been cheated or left unsatisfied with their end of the deal." Yanna said with a sly grin.

The girls continued the tour up until 9:30 when a client had scheduled an appointment. Yanna made sure Shea understood one-on is allowed in the building without an appointment, and then only the client and at most two other people are permitted to enter.

As it came to be the client arrived slightly early and Yanna welcomed him into the gallery. After a short amount of small talk she returned to Shea and informed her that the client was bringing his business partner in from the car to assist in the selection. 

As the two girls stood there waiting the client returned with a woman about five years younger than him; that put her at around forty or so. Yanna introduced Shea to the gentleman and lady. In return he introduced himself as Mr. Parson and his partner Ms. Chamber. 

Shea stood quietly to the side as Yanna spoke about a few pieces that fit the category the two individuals were looking for. With great excitement they both agreed that seeing the items was a must. Leading them over to the area that held the 17th century master pieces Yanna explained the significance of the works and just how rare they are to find. Mr. Parson looked very closely at the three paintings as if he was trying to find a secret clue. Satisfied that they were originals he asked his partner Ms. Chamber what her impressions were on the items. As they discussed things Yanna pulled Shea back giving them lots of room. 

Here is where they convince themselves that they do or don't want the items. Once they decide they like them then we can work our magic. As luck would have it both of them loved the paintings and agreed that they would make a fine investment for their collection. 

Mr. Parson was wealthy but not obscenely rich, he was frugal with his money and buying paintings had just become investments to him. Ms. Chamber on the other hand was a friend of the art world; she had been blessed with more money than she needed so she loved buying works and donating them to museums. 

Yanna quoted them the price for all three pieces and gave them time to talk. It didn't take long for them to counter offer with a much lower price. Yanna not being new to this like Shea didn't even flinch when the offer came back. Again Yanna gave them the original price and told them that if they wanted to barter they could go find some other art gallery to hassle. 

Ms. Chamber was not going to let the pieces slip through her fingers. She upped her portion of the purchase bring the overall offer closer to the asking price. Parson was not going to give in that easily but finally came around after some coaxing from Ms. Chamber. 

With the price set Yanna asked them to please wait while she drew up the sales contract. Shea was left to entertain as she prepared the documents. Small talk and awkward moments of silence killed Shea; she felt perspiration come over her as she too waited for Yanna's return.

With contract in hand Yanna had them sign and date triple copies for each party involved. With the appointment over and an apparent success Yanna took Shea back into her office to explain how the money works.

"For the first month you will be paid just like the rest of the staff. That means you will receive 1.5% of every sale during that period. The sale we just completed grossed you $126,750.00. Each sales has to be broken down into allocations, 10% automatically goes back to the company Frejya Inc. this is used to property taxes, utilities, land purchase, facilities improvements and corporate travel. As stated before the staff gets 1.5% of the sale each but all together they receive about 30%. Each of the Ladies of Freyja receive %12 percent of the sale leaving between 12% to 24% of the sale to be used to obtain new items. That is why the use of sex in this business comes in quite handy. We have to spend less than an average of 12% percent from our previous sales to maintain a gallery of quality pieces of art." Yanna explained.

Shea was dumb founded, she just found out she made $126,750 for just standing there watching Yanna close a deal that sounded like it was complete before the buyer showed up. That kind of money was more than she made working for the newspaper all three years combined.

Shea asked, "Why didn't you have sex with them?"

Yanna replied, "Not every client requires that type of negotiation. Those who are easy to negotiate with usually don't require extra attention. The ones that have a hard time parting with their money or those who could care less about price are the ones that make us pull out all of our tricks."

Shea was still somewhat confused but went along with her explanation. 

The first day working in the gallery matriculated into a week and then two and three. By this time Shea was becoming more comfortable dealing with clients as they made their way through the various works of art. Each day she would wake and dress for work just as she would when she worked for the paper two months ago. The only thing different now was she spent more time each night planning her dress for the day to come. When working at the paper Shea would throw something on each morning that looked professional but choose her selection for comfort and practicality. The difference between then and now was Shea made her selection according to the way it made her feel. With the freedom to dress sexy and provocative to some degree the selection of attire revolved around the fabric tactile response from her body. Clothing that was stiff and coarse was no longer an option; silky lacey items were more appealing to her. 

Shea loved the way the smooth cool fabric felt next to her naked body, the lack of a bra and panties gave her a freedom that she found arousing. She would find herself walking around the gallery alone just so her breast would bounce rubbing against the delicate texture of a silk blouse or shift her weight back and forth as she stood just to experience the sensation of the lining of her skirt rub across the bare cheeks of her ass. She was reveling in the small sexual treats that presented themselves to her just because she selected a specific piece of clothing. 

During the second week Shea tried on a garter belt without stocking for the first time; the tickling feeling of the straps brushing against her thigh and cheeks sent goose bumps all over her body that whole day. After a while she even increased the amount of movement by the belts as she wagged her cute little ass when she walked. 

Shea had never felt as sexy and sensual before in her life as when she dressed in her designer business attire. She finally understood why women would spend so much money on quality clothes. Her confidence level along with her sexuality rose exponentially during these last few weeks. Working with each girl in tandem gave her more insight and knowledge about the business and how to deal with customers. A few times she even worked the client by herself with one of the other girls just within ear shot. Shea was fast becoming a crafty sales woman. 

It was during the last three weeks at night that Shea would with Wesley's help select an audio lecture ranging from art history to negotiation techniques to a steamy tutorial about some form of sexual desire and act. Shea not only surprised herself but also Katrina, Danielle, and Yanna with how fast she learned the full scope of the company.

It was the last week of her internship when Shea was introduced to a small humble looking gentleman from Austria. Mr. von Mises. He appeared some what sheepish in his demeanor but Shea soon found out that his lineage was of Austro-Hungarian nobility. Mr. von Mises' family immigrated to the United States shortly after the First World War due to the fact that they were stripped of their noble rank in society. Once here his grandfather and father quickly amassed a sizeable fortune by contracting construction firms to rebuild parts of Europe destroyed by the war. 

The purpose for his visit to the gallery was strictly business; hanging on the wall far back in one corner was a portrait of an elderly man in full military dress. From the inscription on the plate Shea was able to make out the importance of the individual in the painting. The Arch-Duke of Austria circa 1868 was engraved on the tarnished silver plate. Mr. von Mises' interest in this specific painting was more than just an investment. It turned out that the man in the portrait was his great great grandfather. Most of his family's possessions were either taken by the government or stolen from the family estate during the time of the war. Only until now was he able to track down and recover a small precious few items that once belonged to the powerful ruling family that his lineage attached to.

The girls had been working this angle for some time now. They first meet him at a social event were he purchased a small silver platter that was up for auction. The item had been lost to his family for some time but when a private collector placed it in a charity auction he could not pass it up. Yanna had noticed his keen interest in the platter and watched him outbid and overpay for the item. It was at that point she knew they could help him out along with themselves.

Mr. von Mises returned to the gallery every day for a week examining and admiring the portrait. During this time each of the four girls stayed with him as he made small talk and general pleasantries. Ten visits had passed before Mr. von Mises inquired about purchasing the painting. Shea was with Katrina when he asked the most important question, "How much?"

Katrina being the dominating controlling personality that she is replied, "How can you put a price on family?" 

With that Mr. von Mises became pale and stunned. She hit him in the heart and wallet with one fatal blow. Two days passed before the girls heard back for von Mises; he was willing to pay as much as needed to regain his family legacy. 

Meeting with Mr. von Mises the next day all four girls sat on one side of a large mahogany boardroom table while von Mises and his attorney sat on the other. Negotiations were going well for the girls but not so well for von Mises. The price was high and his attorney kept advising him to file suite for war reparation but he didn't listen, finally he removed his counsel from the meeting and went at it alone.

"I can not in good faith pay the amount you ask for this painting, the price is twice the amount one would pay for a Vango." He said.

Yanna responded, "We understand the price is high but you must understand that we are not going to budge on the final price; $16,000,000.00 is what it's going to take for you to walk out of here with that painting."

Frustrated Mr. von Mises said, "Then it will hang on that wall until the apocalypse!" and stood to leave.

Katrina quickly spoke up, "Sidney, why so quick to give in?"

Sidney? That was the first time Shea had heard or knew his first name. Puzzled she looked back and forth between Katrina and Mr. von Mises as he stopped dead in his tracks facing the door.

Turning Sidney looked at Katrina with a scowl on his face, "Impotent little girl how dare you use such familiarity with me! I will not stand here and deal with such a lot; little girls who think they can play with the minds of old men and act as if they are of noble blood."

Katrina smiled and said, "Mr. von Mises you know as well as I that nobility does not always free one from immoral actions. We offer you this piece of family heritage for a price. If the portrait is not worth the price that we ask then what else would you need to make the offer match the price?"

For the first time Shea could see in the sheepish little man a dark side, one that he hide well but one none the less.

"You speak of immoral actions as if you already have something in mind. I have ears and I listen but still there is nothing else on the table that would make me pay that much for the portrait." He said as he sat back down at the table leaning over it with a smug look as if he just found a weak spot in the armor.

"You can see that for business women we are more than the usual stuffed shirt and cold fish. I believe we could come to an arrangement that could persuade you to meet our price." Katrina said.

Mr. von Mises chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, "Young lady if you are insinuating that I pay extra for the chance to bed one of you then you are over estimating your attraction."

"I never said you would bed one of us, I offered you the chance to fulfill your deepest darkest fantasy." Katrina returned as she leaned back in her chair.

As all of this transpired Shea sat there wide eyed in a small amount of shock as Katrina negotiated the fulfillment of this little mans sexual fantasy. It was if she was on an auction block as a sex slave going to the highest bidder. Shea knew that there was the chance that sex was involved with every customer but to sit here and hear how it was negotiated out made her feel dirty.

"You're telling me that if I pay the full price for the portrait you girls will grant me my deepest darkest fantasy? No-matter what it is?" he said as he leaned on the table once again.

Yanna answered his question, "That is correct; we will bring your deepest darkest fantasy to life but you must understand that the fantasy will be with you and you alone. No-one else will be able to add their fantasy to the deal."

"What if the fantasy involves more than one person?" he replied with a smirk.

"Details can be worked out but it has to be your fantasy. All involved must follow along with those rules or the deal is off." Yanna returned with a stern brow.

"I will think on this, it just might be worth paying that much for a fantasy to come true." He said as he stood to leave.

Danielle stopped him as he prepared to leave, "This offer is only good for the next twelve hours. As of 6:00 a.m. tomorrow morning if you have not responded the offer comes off the table and the painting stays on the wall."

Mr. von Mises grunted a confirmation to her statement and showed himself out.

As the girls sat there around the table Yanna broke the silence, "Well that went better than we had hoped. He gave in without a fight."

Shea looked at her with a puzzled glare. Thinking to herself, "That was without a fight? We just sold ourselves to him for sex and that was a good negotiation?"

After the meeting all of the girls went up stairs to the living area near Shea's room and lounged around sipping champagne and talked about the possible up coming event.

Katrina mentioned that von Mises' fantasy was outside of her and Danielle's realm but might fall into Yanna's. With a grunt of disapproval she stated, "I don't think I would do him justice, I can't get into something that light and soft."

All of the girls laughed except Shea, she was still unaware of just what Mr. von Mises fancied. Yanna quickly blurted out that this would be a great start for Shea. "She would be perfect, it isn't too rough and I know something like this would push her boundaries a little. It would be a great starter fantasy and with all of us there I think she would feel safe."

Shea looked on with fear radiating from her eyes. "Wha..... what is it that he wants?" she said in a squeaky voice.

"Oh that funny little man gets off tickling!" Katrina yelled as she broke out in childish laughter. 

With the other girls rolling on the sofas with side busting cheers of amusement Shea said, "Tickling, is that all? He just wants to tickle me."

Yanna replied, "He wants to tickle while someone is being teased and stimulated sexually. It is a form of Sadism without the pain but with all of the control."

Shea pondered the scenario for a while before she said anything else.

"I know we do things like this from time to time but is it safe to use our bodies like this with people we don't really know?" she questioned.

Katrina being the dominate personality responded, "Honey it is perfectly safe. We do a massive background check on even client before we even allow them in the building. No one has ever been hurt while performing a fantasy. We set limits and rules that prevent such problems. Each of us will be there filling small roles in the fantasy so you will always have someone looking out for you. We knew before he walked in the door the first day that he got off on tickling and that he would need this little incentive to agree to our price. Anyway some of the fantasies are more fun than regular sex. Trust me you're going to love being the fantasy of some rich well to do."

"Last year I closed a deal for this guy and he thanked me so much by giving me the uses of his villa in France for a week. God I loved that week, the house boy wasn't bad either." Danielle said as she gestured with her hands the length of the young boy's penis.

Each of the girls began telling stories about some of their more fond memories of fantasies they had fulfilled. Finally Yanna said she was going to have to look through the archives for one in particular that made her wet even today just thinking about it.

"Archives? What do you mean archives?" Shea said with a stunned tone.

"We tape all of our sessions for legal reasons just in case someone tries to refuse payment. Also it comes in handy for safety reasons, when they know that they are being taped they tend not to deviate from the prearranged scenario." Danielle added.

Just before Shea could ask another question Wesley and Hershel walked in carrying an envelope and a small gag; handing the envelope and bag to Shea they stood waiting orders.

Shea looked at the items not knowing what to do. "Open it." Yanna yelp with a glee in her voice.

Opening the envelope Shea found a note on exquisite letterhead. Reading it aloud she relayed the contents to the others.

"After further consideration I feel that the offer you have extended is worth the asking price. I request that the auburn haired girl present at the table be the one that fulfills the physical portion of the transaction. I await your response and request that all discretion by applied as this is not the image that neither I nor my family would prefer to be made public. Respectfully Duke Sidney von Mises."

Shea sat silent as the others cheered to their success. With hesitation she slowly opened the bag removing the contents. Inside she found four masks each elegantly designed and crafted. Each made of colorful exotic feathers from birds not native to North America. All of the masks appeared to only cover the eyes and nose leaving the mouth and chin area unobstructed. Multiple colors and long flares of feathers adorned each mask accept for one. The odd mask was pure white, feathers whiter that snow with short peaks coming off of each side.




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Inside was a small note, "These are for you to wear, the white one is for the auburn girl. I request that the masks be the only attire you each wear during the event."

Shea's jaw dropped as she read the note out loud. 

The girls all giggled as she finished and leaped over onto her hugging and kissing her as if she was just proposed to. 

"Girl I think you have an admirer!" Danielle cheered as she gave Shea a playful squeeze on her left breast.

"Virgin white how fitting." Katrina chimed in as she held up the mask.

Yanna laughed with a wicked grin, "Virgin my ass, she is just as much of a horndog as the rest of us!"

As the joking and playfulness died down Shea finally asked what she was getting into. Yanna told her not to worry; she would be contacting von Mises to discuss the details of the event and put everything into a contract that protected her and the others. She informed Shea that it was standard procedure to iron out all of the details before anything went further.

Shea was still nervous about the situation she was in as she collapsed on her pillow that night. Scared and excited all at the same time she couldn't sleep. After an hour of tossing and turning in her bed she finally called Wesley for help. As usual he was fatherly and caring as he listened to her ramble on about her fears. Once she finished expressing her anxieties he stroked her hair and told her to just lay back and relax, he knew exactly what would calm her nerves and help her understand the events that were to play out.

With her eyes closed Shea heard the familiar humming in her head and soon the sexy sensual voice of Paula echoed through her mind. The lesson tonight was about control and relinquishing that control to someone for sexual gratification. As Shea drifted off to sleep the mental picture of the woman speaking in her head came to life. A raven haired beauty dressed in white flowing garments took her by the hand and lead her into a world of sexual erotic dreams that cleared her mind of any fears about allowing someone to take complete control of her body for the purpose of sexual gratification, both hers and theirs.

When Shea awoke she found herself energized like never before, her mood was joyful and happy and there was a wonderful scent in the air. The smell was intoxicating and familiar; she couldn't put her finger on it but it was calming to say the least. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes she felt a warm wetness on her fingers. Looking closer at her hands she could make out a shiny aromatic liquid covering her fingers and palms. The smell registered with her at that moment. It was her own. 

Looking down at her uncovered body she could see a massive puddle of sex juices covering her naked flesh. Thighs coated in the moisture of her sex along with a wet spot on the sheets larger than any other she had during the months before; Shea realized she had been playing with herself while she slept.

A burning in her stomach and breast told her that she was far from through in satisfying her sexual needs. Looking at her clock she saw Wesley would be there any minute so she quickly got up and ran to the shower, she didn't want him to see her like this again. Thinking to herself if he found her this way he would think she was an over sexed slut of some kind; the fact that he had found her that way more often than not didn't register with her until later, and honestly Wesley never would have though bad of her weather she was or not. He was loyal to her and wanted her to feel as comfortable about herself and her sexual needs as anyone could.

The cold shower cooled her desires to a degree but not all the way. When she returned to the room Wesley was busy making the bed and she could see the sheet draped over the chair with the large wet spot painfully visible to anyone in the room. Searching through the wardrobe for something to wear Wesley suggested the red outfit in the back. Shea shyly pulled the outfit out shameful from her night time exploits and held up the garment. It was a designer dress that would make Mae West blush with jealousy. 

"I believe a woman as desirable as you should wear red. It expresses the passion and sexuality one as yourself contains." Wesley said as he gathered the soiled linens.

Shea gasped at his statement and slapped him on the shoulder as he walked past. She knew he was joking with her in his own special way but the truth of the statement sang volumes about her mental and physical state since arriving at the compound.

As most everyday before Shea dressed neglecting the use of undergarments. Her firm ass bounced in the form hugging dress and her breast danced as she scurried down to the gallery. It wasn't long before the tactile sensations of the fabric and the freedom of being naked underneath rekindled the flames that tormented her body the night before. 

Shea found herself extremely horny and unable to explain it in her mind as to why. All she knew was she needed to explode orgasmicly or she would die. 

When she found Yanna in her office she asked her what was on the agenda for the day. Yanna explained to her that the work for the day was finish late last night and that if she wanted she could just relax upstairs until later that night when Mr. von Mises would be coming by to close the deal. Shea was lost for words when she heard this; she would have to spend the rest of the day trying to occupy her time dwelling on the events of that night. Frustrated and horny she told Yanna that she would die if she was left alone today, laughing Yanna agreed and said she would hang out with her until it was close to time.

The two made their way back up to the living area and settled down on the sofas chatting and talking about more details of the company. Shea had figured out most everything about Freyja Incorporated but it always help to have someone confirm the minor details. Over the course of the next few hours the conversation turned to some of the fantasies Yanna had been involved with. Shea grilled her on the details of each one and was finally starting to understand how they went. After a while Yanna volunteered to show her some of the footage from the archives on one fantasy in particular. 

Calling over to the mansion Yanna instructed one of the butlers there to load the archives to the video system allowing them to use the big screen TV on the wall as their monitor. With remote in hand Yanna scrolled through a list of titles naming someone and one of the girls next to that someone. Yanna stopped on a title date just two years earlier and pressed select. Cueing it up she told Shea to sit back and enjoy. 

Shea inquired why that one and Yanna informed her that it was her very first fantasy she fulfilled as a member of Freyja Inc.

Settling back in the big soft sofas the girls watched the screen as it came to life. The picture was in full color and from the angle of the shot Shea could tell that it was filmed from security cameras mounted in the ceiling. In the middle of the picture was a short haired blonde suspended face down and hog tied. Upon closer inspection Shea could see that it was Yanna. Her body was wrapped up in ropes around her thighs and arms along with her waist and chest. From the looks of it her breast were wound up individually causing each one to stick out straight foreword. The coloration of each tit was a reddish purple from the tight constraint on each one. 

As she dangled there helpless a man walked up behind her and checked the ropes for security. While inspecting the bindings he motioned to someone off camera to come foreword. At the right of the screen two individuals dressed in all black leather body suits with holes open for their breast to hang out pushed another woman bound to a small apparatus wearing a hood into view. Shea could make out the women in black by their breast, it was Katrina and Danielle. The lady on the small leather vault was tied down in the same fashion as Yanna was tied suspended. 

Wheeling the vault closer Yanna's head lifted to see the approaching lady. Yanna spoke up at this moment, "I can't believe my hair was that short back then."

Shea sat there wide eyed as she watched the action on screen. The camera angle changed to allowing Shea to see the lady on the vault tied down with her legs splayed wide open giving the man full access to her pussy and ass. Her hands were bound under the vault denying her use of them. A dark hairy bush covered her crotch cloaking her delicate folds. The voice of the man broke the silence instructing the two assistants to prepare the submissive to his liking. 

Immediately the two girls fetched some items and returned to the crotch of the woman bound to the vault. Shea watched as they shaved her lower region clean unmasking the tender pink folds of her pussy. 

Shea's eyes were glued to the screen as the girls finished off their task. Once complete the man inspected their work and confirmed his approval. With her pussy shaved clean she was spun around and rolled under Yanna so their face was hovering over each others pussy. Each woman's breast was held up and out so they could graze across the others body as they were suspended in this position. 

Yanna held her head up level with her body just inches away from the other woman's clean fresh hole. The woman below stayed perfectly still until the hood was removed by the man; at this point she began to protest that she was face to face with another woman's sexual parts. 

Slapping her breast with his hand he forced her to wince causing her face to lift up even closer to Yanna's wet pussy. Protesting more she cursed him as if she knew his intentions and became angry that she was held down in place. 

With strong tones in his voice he told her that if she was to be his she would have to submit to his will or be out on the street by days end. 

Before she could answer he ripped the cover of his crotch away exposing a large hard cock that bounced free. Her attention was drawn to his hard member as he waved it over her forehead. With out a second to speak he shoved the rod deep into her mouth and gagged her on his length. Slowly he withdrew and began to sink his rod back into her mouth with a gentler stroke. Working his cock back and forth inside her mouth the man started to play with Yanna's pussy slipping one then two fingers into her. Yanna's head tilted back with the intrusion showing signs of enjoyment as he manipulated her wet juicy opening. 

Shea looked over at Yanna sitting on the other sofa as the action continued on screen. Shea watched as she fondled her breast through her blouse as she showed evidence of arousal. Shea didn't know exactly what to make of the situation but she could feel her own arousal start to build. 

Not wanting to be swept up in the moment Shea returned her attention to the screen. The man was removing his slick cock from the woman' throat and teasingly rubbing it up and down the length of Yanna's awaiting hole. The woman underneath was starting to protest again as he slowly worked it into Yanna from behind. Just inches from her face the woman watched her man fuck Yanna as if nothing was odd about the situation. The more her thrust into her the more the woman became angry. 

It was at this point he ordered Yanna to shut her up; dropping her head down between the woman's legs Yanna began licking and sucking on the wide open pussy before her. A low moan escaped the woman's mouth as Yanna quickly brought her level of arousal up to a boiling point. The harder her fuck Yanna the more aggressive she became between the woman's legs. 

As her orgasm built the demeanor of the woman changed until she was writhing in sexual ecstasy. Finally the woman broke loose of her inhibitions and started scream out for the man to fuck Yanna harder. She finally realized the more pleasure he caused Yanna the more she would in turn give her. 

As the woman's orgasm approached her cries for him to fuck Yanna became more vulgar and forceful. "Fuck that slut! Fuck that fucking dirty slut you bastard! Fuck her pussy until it cums all over your cock baby!"

Yanna not far from her own orgasm continued to feast on the delicate moist flesh of the pussy presented to her. 

Shea was now extremely worked up sexually and found herself squeezing and rolling her breast through the red fabric of the dress she wore. Peeking over at Yanna she could see she had one hand buried down inside her slacks playing with her pussy while the other was pulling and twisting on the nipples of her now exposed breasts. 

The cries of orgasm coming from the TV drew Shea back into the action playing out in the video. As the woman hit her orgasmic high she tossed her head side to side brushing her nose across to swinging balls of the man fucking Yanna. Her screams triggered Yanna's orgasm causing her walls to contract around the long hard cock slamming into her. The added tightness and pulsing contractions from Yanna's pussy brought forth a spray of hot white creamy seed that first coated her insides then splashed across the outer lips of her well used pussy. Shot after shot hit Yanna's hot hole then dripped down onto the face of the woman below. 

Like a starving beast she lapped at the liquid as it came gushing down to her trying to savor every drop. As he drained every last drop out of his balls the man slowly stepped back and sat down in a chair the girls had placed behind him. 

Sitting there recovering he leaned in to the woman and told her if she wanted more of his cum she better finish off her meal now or there would not be another chance for her to experience his cock ever again.

Looking up at Yanna's gapping cum oozing pussy she lifted her head up and began sucking out the very little bit of his cum she could. Yanna trembled with aftershocks from the oral manipulation the woman provided as she sucked her pussy dry.

As Shea continued to watch the woman suck and lap at Yanna the screen faded to black.

Staring at the dark screen still rubbing her hard nipples Shea sat there with her mouth open wide.

Yanna moaned softly and said, "That one still gets me hot. That guy knew exactly what he wanted and we made it come true for him. I don't think they have ever been happier since that day."

Shea turned to her seeing Yanna still stocking her pussy and playing with her nipples, "What do you mean? He made he do things she didn't want to do."

"No dear, he made her into his submissive that day. She had been fighting him over their sexual likes and dislikes for years. We just helped put her in a situation that she either gave in to his dominance or ended their marriage right then." Yanna said with a sultry satisfied voice. "You know to this day we still get a Christmas card from her thanking us for showing her the way to a happier sexually fulfilling lifestyle." 

Shea paused for a moment thinking of how they helped that couple grow closer, then she remembered Yanna say that that fantasy was still one of her most favorites. "Yanna, why was that one so special? I mean it looked like straight foreword S&M to me."

Yanna laughed as she slowly pulled her hand from her crotch, "That was the first time anyone had ever sucked the cum out of my freshly fucked pussy! To tell you the truth the feeling of being eaten out after you take a big load is one of the most incredible things I have ever experienced. Maybe someday you will get the chance to know what it's like."

With that said Yanna got up and walked over behind Shea. Reaching over her shoulders cupping her breast she gave each a squeeze and rolled her fingers around the hard marbles sticking out. Shea moaned as the jolt of pleasure coursed through her body. 

"Well dear I have to go take care of an itch if you know what I mean. See you later tonight." Yanna whispered into Shea's ear as she pulled away from her.

Shea sat there tormented sexually and confused mentally as she was left alone. Trying to come up with an answer or reason she just found herself more aroused at the eventual happenings of the night to come.

With four hours to waste Shea reached for the remote and began scrolling through the archives for another video to watch. Finding one the peaked her interest she settled in for a visual voyeuristic afternoon.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 09



Chapter Nine

Birds of a feather



Shea sat on the sofa viewing numerous videos of past fantasies as she waited for the inevitable. She watched Yanna in three different submissive scenarios and Katrina in two dominatrix scenarios before she selected one of Danielle's videos. All the while she continued to lightly rub on her breast and now exposed pussy. Each video gave her new insight into the world she now belonged to. 

The light stimulation she treated herself to brought her to a plane of sexual desire and arousal just shy of uncontrollable wantonness. A place she felt was best for the moment because she didn't want to over stimulate herself before the upcoming events.

Selecting Danielle's adventure was probably not the best move she could have made but it was too late now. On the screen Danielle was busy working over one of the largest cocks Shea had ever witnessed. The thing had to be eleven inches long and thick enough to stretch her lips to half their normal width. Sucking the helmet shaped head deep into her throat Danielle rotated both of her hands around the shaft in opposite directions generating glorious friction on the man's sex organ. 

Shea was amazed at how skillful she was at working such a large piece of meat. As she continued to ogle the size of the member Shea found herself opening her mouth and moving her head in rhythm with Danielle. 

Fingers danced across her clit as the action on screen heated up. A faint warmth started to come over Shea as Danielle slowly licked the length of the shaft from tip to base coating it with her saliva. Shea knew Danielle was preparing him of insertion into her hot little hole as she lubed him up. 

Closing her eyes Shea could picture licking the massive cock side by side with Danielle wondering what it would feel like buried as deep as physically possible in her vaginal cavity. The thought of something reaching the inner most depths of her womanhood sent a shiver through her body. 

Opening her eyes and quickly removing her fingers from her moist twitching pussy Shea reinforced her control over her sexual desires. Focusing in on the screen she found Danielle laying on her back with her legs tucked under her arms spread wide in anticipation of the intrusion of that long hard cock. 

As the tip slowly slipped in Shea watched Danielle's face light up with joy. Inch by inch the slick shiny rod disappeared into the warm folds of Danielle's sex. Half of the length found its way home during the first initial slow drive. Puling out then returning, the amount of cock buried inside Danielle increased with each thrust until only three inches remained. Shea could tell by the way Danielle grunted with each stroke that he was hitting the bottom of her inner walls. 

A funny look was now coming over Danielle's face as the tempo of the thrusts increased. A more desperate needy look started to replace the calm sexy appearance she once had. With passion in her eyes Danielle began crying out, "More! Give me more you fucking stud!"

The man complied and began driving home harder forcing the remaining length to push past the outer lips of Danielle's hungry pussy. With her head thrown back and legs pulled even further back Danielle was taking everything the man could give her and wanting more. 

Breasts bouncing too and fro along with the unforgettable image of a long hard rod impaling her Danielle looked the vision of a woman on fire.

A small amount of secretion started to escape Shea's tender lips; the amount of sexual desire was reaching a dangerous peak. Shea quickly turned off the TV in an effort to regain some control of her physical state and pondered the outcome of her future acts.

Checking the clock above the bar she realized she only had an hour before her first fantasy was to take place. Shea felt it was a good idea to freshen up before she was to be given away to Mr. von Mises. 

Returning to her room she removed her dress now wrinkled and showing signs of dampness on the skirt where her juices leaked out and prepared to shower.

As the frigid blast of water cascaded down her body Shea felt the edge of her sexual flame subside slightly; the outcome was not as complete as she would have liked. Careful not to rub too firmly as she washed Shea readied herself for the night to come. 

It was becoming a regular thing for her to take a cold shower these days; her work had kept her from satisfying the inner desires of pleasure. The last time she received a hard cock was the night of Tess's going away party which was far too long. 

Self stimulation and sexual dreams were all she had to temper the growing need for good hard sweaty sex.

Back in her room Shea double checked her public region for strays; she had maintained a very close watch on the design she loved so much keeping it as pristine as possible. Groomed properly she went about drying her hair and curling her auburn locks allowing the heavy curls to flow down over her shoulders. A hint of delicate perfume and a small amount of color to her cheeks and lips completed the process as she wrapped herself in her robe and waited.

Sitting in her chair looking out the window Shea daydreamed of the visions she had witnessed on the screen earlier that afternoon. A call from Wesley in her earpiece notifying her of the approaching time sent butterflies to her stomach. 

Shea realized that any moment she would be lead down a path of pleasure and hopefully sexual gratification. Thinking to herself she didn't want anything embarrassing to happen she went to the bathroom to evacuate her system. The thought of being tickled reminded her of the time she pee her pants in Junior High when a guy pinned her down and tickled her to the point of losing control of her bladder.

When she exited the small half bath Shea found Wesley standing by the bed holding a pure white linen cloak and the white feathered mask. Like a true gentleman he helped Shea secure the mask and draped the cloak around her shoulders tying the strings just below her neck so it wouldn't fall. Lifting the hood up and over her hair he arranged it so her face was slightly hidden from view leaving her appearance a mystery to all that looked upon her.

With the cloak secure Wesley held out his hand to lead her out of the room, "It is time my dear. Trust the ladies and everything will be just fine. Allow yourself to enjoy the fantasy and you will be surprised at just how much your body will reward you in the end."

Walking her out into the hall Wesley relinquished Shea to the awaiting ladies. Three figures dressed in black cloaks stood ominous just outside her door. A rush of fear came over Shea as the three lead her down the hall to the main room where von Miese was patiently expecting her arrival. 

Entering the room Shea could see that all of the lights were off except for a spot light over a large contraption in what appeared to be an odd looking X. The lower arms extended down and out at an angle while the upper arms did the same going up towards the ceiling. In the middle there was a long extension approximately two feet in length.

The three dark cloaked ladies brought Shea to the middle of the room under the spot light and turned her facing von Mises. Standing around her they remained still until he gave them a command at which point each one in order removed their hood and dropped the cloak shrouding them to the floor. 

Shea watched in aw as the gorgeous bodies of her fellow ladies came into view. Shea was still amazed at the figures these three ladies possessed; each one a beautiful temptress in their own right. With each one having their hair slicked back and in a tight braid down their back they looked the quintessential role of sirens. The feathered masks added an erotic touch to the naked form of each girl as they stood there motionless allowing von Mises to inspect each one in his own time.

Shea noticed that the only difference between their attire and hers other than the color of the mask was they all wore four inch heels lifting them up higher than her as if they had control and power over their captive.

Von Mises waved his hand and the ladies turned on Shea removing her cloak exposing her body for the first time. The rush of cool air sent chills up her spine as the fabric pooled around her feet. Walking around Shea, von Mises examined his subject verifying his approval. As he returned to his original spot a small light washed over a table just to the side revealing items he had readied for the event. 

Shea quickly looked over the items on the table finding two furry gloves, four fine point paint brushes, and five feathers that had been stripped to the quill except for the top portion. Each feather had its veins separated leaving them a fuzzy spooned top of soft fingers.

Mr. von Mises retrieved the gloves and instructed Katrina and Danielle to spread Shea's feet wide and hold her arms out to the side parallel to the floor. Placing one glove on his hand he handed the other to Yanna instructing her to do the same.

With Shea spread out wide and vulnerable von Mises began rubbing the soft furry glove over her arms and shoulders with the lightest of touch. Nodding at Yanna, he gave her the go ahead to do the same on the back side of Shea's body.

The two delicately brushed Shea's skin waking up every nerve ending. The touch was just slightly ticklish but it wasn't meant to be overpowering. Shea watched as von Mises slowly dragged his hand across the top of her chest just below the collar bones. Behind her Yanna was tracing the outline of her shoulder blades and trailing down the sides just under her arms. The feeling was nice and Shea could sense the nerves of her body coming alive as they worked their way over her body. 

A trail of tingles followed the furry texture as the hands caressing her body moved over very square inch. While circling her breast von Mises took special care not to touch Shea's already stiffening nipples. It was painfully obvious she was already in a steady state of arousal before she ventured into the room but touching them now would push her too far at this early stag.

The more skin touched the warmer Shea's body became; it was as if they were setting a slow burning fire in her that radiated heat to where ever the gloves traced. Yanna had made her way down to the firm cheeks of Shea's ass tenderly warming up her backside with the tricky little glove. In front von Mises was now sliding over the fleshy mound above Shea's clit; the fur of the glove snagged the thin line of auburn hair forming the flamed design resulting in a real tickle. Shea danced a little as the feeling sprang through her body.

Seeing her reaction von Mises smiled and said, "Sie bildet einen feinen Sklaven."

In Shea's mind von Mises statement translated to "She will make a fine slave."

Playing along with the fantasy Shea thought of the proper response "Only for you my master." But when her mouth opened and the words came out it was different than what she heard in her head, "Nur für dich mein Meister."

The shock of speaking another language stunned Shea for a moment as she pondered how she knew what he said and how to answer back. Concentrating on the issue she realized the lectures she had been listening to on languages must have worked. She could speak conversational German.

A pulse of pure pleasure rocked her out of this little thought series as von Mises stroked the furry glove directly over her moist hungry pussy.

A slow steady stroke over her most sensitive region caused Shea's hips to start rocking back and forth against his hand in an attempt to increase the pressure and pleasure to no avail.

Yanna and von Mises continued their nerve awakening down Shea's tone legs until they reached her feet. Once complete von Mises walked away and waved for the girls to secure Shea to the apparatus standing large behind her.

Adjusting the fur lined cuffs around Shea's ankles Katrina and Danielle lifted her arms up and locked her wrist in the cuffs high upon the X. Once bound to the X spread eagle Yanna flip the latch allowing the entire thing to swing out laying Shea flat facing up towards the ceiling. The extension rested along Shea's back just above her bare cheeks to the base of her neck leaving her head hanging over the edge and full access to her butt and pussy.

Each girl took up position at the head of Shea standing about four feet past the reach of her arms. With her head hanging down Shea was treated to a wonderful view of three very lovely pussies clean and fresh glistening with moisture. From the looks of their wet folds Shea could tell that the other girls were turned on just as much as she was with the situation.

Handing each girl a brush von Mises gave them their assignments and turned his attention to Shea. Katrina walked up to Shea's face lifting her by the back of the head and slowly started to wisp the fine bristles of her brush over Shea's lips. A Slight tickle caused Shea to smile as the gentle stroke painted over her soft facial lips. 

Danielle and Yanna moved to her sides and with pinpoint accuracy brushed the outer edge of each areola forcing the skin to tighten. The light touch made Shea suck in a deep breath raising her breast even higher. The tickle was more intense on her breast than her lips bringing her nipples to full attention. Shea wiggled a little as both tender nerve bundles were stimulated. The feeling was good but Shea could tell right away that if they spent too much time on her nipples she wouldn't be able to stop from giggling.

The tickle on her lips mixed with the sensation coming from her nipples re-ignited the burning feeling she had earlier that day. Shea realized that maybe it was a mistake to deny her self that orgasm she held off on while watching the videos. As the flames began to rise across her breast a new more explosive feeling began down below.

From her vantage point Shea could see the top of von Mises centered between her legs. She wasn't sure exactly what he was doing but it felt like he was lightly brushing the area around her pussy. Slowly the circles he painted over her flesh closed in until the fine hairs of his brush were gliding up and down the length of her outer lips. The delicate touch sent waves of delight and torture through her body. Shea wiggled attempting to escape the touch that tickled her most tender of areas.

As Danielle and Yanna made their way up the sides of her erect nipples Katrina moved the brush she wielded along the slender neck of Shea bringing forth goose bumps over her arms. With the girls increasing their torment of Shea's upper body von Mises guided his brush along the edge of Shea's protruding lips down below. This new touch was intense, a slight laughter escaped Shea re-enforcing von Mises' intent as he slowly tickled her pussy.

Attempting to control her body Shea became ridged only to give way to the light touch that was driving her crazy. Soon her pelvis was shifting left, right, up, and down in a futile attempt to escape the touch.

Now as Yanna and Danielle reached to apex of her nipples Shea was squirming around in full response to the tickle. Shea could feel the heat building in her breasts as pleasure increased from the light touch. The brush strokes on her face moved from her neck to her cheeks and down to her earlobes causing her to turn her head from side to side trying to avoid contact with Katrina's brush.

Suddenly an overwhelming feeling came from Shea's backdoor; von Mises was circling her puckered hole with his brush. The nerves back there ignited like a jet engine roaring to life; electrical jolts caused her muscles to twitch and fire. The view of her tight opening flexing as the sensations overpowered her body's control brought a smile to von Mises' face for the first time today.

Shea torqued her body as best she could failing to avoid the touch as he tightened the circles until he was pressing the fine hairs of his brush directly into her squeezing hole. None of the bristles penetrated her but the tickle they caused now forced Shea to laugh out loud in a desperate cry for him to stop.

Quickly scanning the faces of the other girls Shea found no sympathy form them as they too increased the tickle administered by their brush.

Shea felt trapped at this point; the first time since she arrived that she felt completely out of control; every other time she knew that if it became too intense she could just back away for a moment allowing her self to regain control of her body. Bound and stretched as she was Shea struggled unsuccessfully as her captures played her body like it was their own personal toy.

With the constant tickle coming from multiple directions Shea's body was on fire. A rise in her heart rate and laughter that robbed her of breath pushed Shea to the edge. Just as she felt like she couldn't take anymore von Mises relented his abuse of her puckered hole and returned to the enflamed lips of her pussy. This time he outlined them from one side over to the other tracing the edge of the skin fold as it formed the hood protecting her clit.

If her ass hole was ticklish her clit was the panic button to a feeling so strong laughter couldn't explain. With each passing of his brush von Mises made sure to encompass more of the little nub. The girls were working overtime bringing their respective verve bundles to life. Shea's face felt like butterflies were flapping their delicate wings all over her and Yanna and Danielle had brought her nipples to a new definition of hard. Explosion was what Shea thought in her head as the throbbing began in her steel hard buds resting atop her round beautiful breast. The throbbing heat ready to erupt out of her nipples resembling a volcano was all she could see in her mind.

It was mere seconds from that thought that she felt von Mises fingers apply pressure next to her clit. A strong dull sensation that was welcome at this point; every nerve in her body was on fire from the light touch and Shea was screaming out now with pleasurable torture. Orgasm was not out of the question at this point.

The dull sensation down below changed as Shea could feel the protective hood covering her clit slide back exposing the bulb to the cool air of the room. Before she could register what was about to happen the first of many little swipes of the brush crossed the button sending her into a screaming fit of decadent delight. Katrina by now had released her head allowing it to fall back as she straddled Shea's head adding her brush to the mix dancing over her goose bumped flesh.

As the electric charge pulsed out from Shea's clit her body vibrated on the X making it hard for all to stay on task. Moisture was flowing now from deep within coating her sex with sweet juices. Von Mises directed his brush with more frequency over Shea's clit as he began blowing a soft breeze along the damp lips cooling her pussy as he tickled.

The levy broke with the added torment to her pussy and Shea snapped her head up in response; little did she know Katrina's very wet pussy was perched above her. As Shea's face came up eyes closed her mouth and nose rammed into a wet sugary hole surprising Katrina to the point she yelped out. Shea was in no state to render pleasure to Katrina but that didn't matter; Katrina gyrated her hips over Shea's face inducing pleasure of her own.

Seeing the situation von Mises became excited that his slave was buried face first in the honey hole of one of his assistants.

The gentle torture was mounting as Shea could feel her orgasm pressing to the forefront. Gasping for air as Katrina rolled her wet hole over her mouth and nose Shea screamed with pleas of release sending strong vibrations through Katrina's sensitive flesh.

An awkward dance of joy and a slight yelp announced Katrina's reaction to the muffled cries.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 09



Trashing her head side to side Shea wanted, needed something to change either she would be allowed to crest the top of her orgasm or she would disrupt the torment that held her on the edge. Without thinking she bit down on the tender soft skin of Katrina's thigh just adjacent to her pussy. The clamping of her teeth was not hard enough to break the skin but more than enough to leave a bruise.

Jumping back away from Shea's head Katrina cried out with pain, "The little bitch bit me!"

This new piece of information spoke volumes to von Mises; he knew that his unusual form of torture had produced the intended effect. Halting all contact with his slave he informed each of the girls to stop and step back. Now the final phase of his fantasy was ready to be put into play.

Handing Yanna and Danielle each one feather he instructed them to position themselves next to Shea along side of each breast. Katrina was given two feathers and told to move in behind him at her feet. Von Mises centered himself between Shea's legs and again pulled back the hood of her clit and started to stroke the throbbing bud bringing her back to the boiling point she attained just moments earlier.

As he continued his manipulation of her most sensitive nerve bundle the girls alternated strokes along her ribs and underarms and across the arches of her feet. The feathers painted a wider swath across her skin than the brushes. The tactile feeling was much more intense burning a path of electrical sparks that lingered long past the delicate touch. Three different levels of tickle had been achieved tonight and Shea was now in for the tickle of her life.

Shea flopped and twisted her body in a feeble attempt to avoid the tickle; her cries of laughter soon transformed into grunts and gasps. Holding her head up so she could see Shea scanned the faces of each participant making eye contact with each. At one point Yanna looked into her eyes and she could see the pleas of a desperate woman. A look far too familiar to her as she too had been in this position before except her pleas came from a more brutal torture than the one Shea was enduring.

Yanna and Danielle alternated strokes along Shea's sides and breast keeping her torso twisting as they proceeded with there task. Katrina feeling a little vengeful set a relentless pace of tickles along the underside of Shea's feet causing her legs to shake violently without rest. In the middle von Mises kept up his never ending stroke causing a convulsion to begin inside Shea's womb that indicated the approach of a massive orgasm. Once he was able to see her opening start to contract and close as the pulses grew stronger he knew his moment was near.

With cold hearted calculation he ordered all of the girls to stop and moved away from Shea. Her pleading eyes jumped from one face to another with a desperation she had never expressed before. Taking one of Katrina's feathers he ordered her to move down between Shea's legs and kneel down so she was eye level with her pussy. Yanna and Danielle took up positions at each foot and waited for further instructions. With the girls repositioned von Mises moved to the head and finally showed the goal of his fantasy. Opening his fly he uncoiled his stiff member from its restraints and lined it up with Shea's mouth.

Standing ready he ordered Katrina to take two fingers and slip them inside Shea's leaking hot hole and press along the upper wall just behind the pubic bone. As she obliged Shea let out a loud, "OHHHH" which gave him the opportunity to slide his hard cock into her mouth muffling her audible conformation of pleasure. With his cock firmly placed in her mouth he took the two feathers he wielded and began stroking her ribs and armpits causing her to bounce on the X. Yanna and Danielle were given orders to tickle Shea's feet relentlessly as Katrina managed to keep pressure on the ruff little spot inside Shea's aching pussy. Muffled cries escaped from around his cock as he closed his eyes and continued to torment Shea into a quivering mass of flesh.

Katrina informed him that Shea's inner walls were starting to contract and relax around her fingers as they pushed her further down the path of decadent pleasure. As von Mises felt his own release growing near he told Katrina to start stroking Shea's clit again with her feather. The whisper light touches of the feather over her clit and surrounding mound shot Shea into orbit. The muscles in her stomach cramped up robbing her of breath. Struggling to suck in air around von Mises swollen cock made Shea light headed and caused her to hyperventilate as her orgasm raced foreword.

The soreness of constant muscle contraction throughout her body was setting in and Shea knew that she could hold off much longer. Try as she might the inevitable was coming to a violent end. The fire that had been building deep within her body was manifesting itself in a pounding pulsating contraction in her nipples and crotch. Shea could feel the skin of her nipples tighten with each heart beat as her nipples reached a totally new level of hardness. The rosy little buds felt as if they were about to rupture as the blood coursed through them. Her clit bounced up and down twitching from the stroke of the feather and her inner walls clamped down so hard she thought they would lockup around Katrina's fingers.

With toes curled under Shea's feet shook uncontrollably as Yanna and Danielle continued their constant swipe of the feathers. Von Mises applied even steady strokes to the ribs and armpits forcing Shea's ribcage to squeeze down upon her lungs denying breath.

Suddenly the dam burst and Shea arched her back thrashing about as her orgasm ravaged her body. The feeling of release started deep within her chest and quickly rolled down into her belly. Like a knot her stomach cramped collapsing her inner walls like a vice; the pressure placed on her trigger by Katrina's fingers elicited an eruption of orgasmic fluids that sprayed out splashing along Katrina's upper chest coating her breasts with a clear viscous sheen.

Shea's cries of ecstasy reverberated around von Mises' member sending jolts down into his balls bringing him to the moment of ejaculation. Quickly he pulled free of her mouth and ran around to her side. As Shea quaked into unconsciousness he stroked his rod with short hard pumps releasing his seed. Squeezing the base of his cock he controlled the flow of white sticky spunk tracing out a lower case "v" fallowed by an upper case "M" on her stomach. Twitching himself von Mises staggered back catching his breath as he admired his handy work.

As Shea lay there limp and non-responsive von Mises thanked the girls for their roles in the fantasy and asked when he would be able to get a copy of the video. "I have to say that was the most intense experience I have ever been a part of." He replied as they all stood around the limp form strapped to the X.

Covered in Shea's cum Katrina told him to expect a package delivery within two days of the transfer of money. With that the girls dawned their cloaks and escorted him out for is trip home.

Alone and still unconscious Shea lay spread eagle on the apparatus as Wesley and Hershel entered the room.

"Wesley I have to say you have on special little hellcat there on your hands. I hope you're able to handle her. I would hate for her to end up like the last one." Hershel said as he removed the bindings on her wrists.

As he released her ankles Wesley replied, "I sure do, and this one will be special. I am not going to let her venture too far down the path of decadence without someone there to take care of her."

Wesley lifted the dead weight of Shea off the X and slowly made his way back towards her room as Hershel cleaned the area and removed all of the evidence of what happened there tonight.

Morning came and Shea opened her eyes finding herself lying in her bed. Rolling over to get up her body screamed from the soreness that set in as she slept; every muscle in her body ached as if she had preformed some strenuous exercise the day before. Slowly she sat up and stood upon shaky legs trying to remember everything that transpired the night before. Replaying the events in her mind Shea realized she had the most intense fulfilling orgasm she had ever reached in her life. To this date nothing in her sexual experiences had ever measured up to the feeling she had last night.

Making her way down to the showers Shea soaked for what seamed and hour allowing her body to release the soreness it had pinned up. Today was going to be hard as she gradually recovered from von Mises erotic little fantasy.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 10



Chapter Ten: Corporate Fun

Today was going to be a great day, as Shea made her way back to her room she felt a sense of belonging. Entering the door she was greeted with a room full of flowers; in all there was at least ten different arrangements of beautiful tropical and domestics flowers. Looking at the cards see found six from Mr. von Mises thanking her for the fantasy and expressing his fondness of her; there was one from each of the girls and the last one she read was from Wesley.

Shea was overwhelmed by the generous thoughts and blushed a little as she realized the importance of being the one to fulfill the fantasy. As she sniffed the flowers Wesley came into the room carrying three large suitcases.

"What are those for?" she asked as he placed them on the bed.

"You will be moving to the mansion today joining the rest of the girls." He replied.

Shea jumped up and down with glee as the news registered; it was a funny sight as the naked flesh of the young beauty jiggled about in front of the elderly man. Shea had become so accustom to being naked in front of him that she didn't think twice about covering up in his presence.

As Wesley packed the bags he laid out a casual outfit for Shea to wear for the trip. Dressing quickly Shea went about helping him remove all of the garments from the wardrobe and drawers.

With her bags packed Shea and Wesley waited for Alex to come up and help transport the luggage to the limo. 

On the ride out to the mansion Wesley informed Shea that her new room would be on the second floor of the mansion next to Danielle; he also warned her of the sometimes loud noises that came from her room during the night. He told her not to be alarmed by them it was just Danielle enjoying her self while she dreams. Like Shea, Danielle had been known to have sexual dreams quit often and she was very vocal during the nocturnal escapades. 

Shea laughed as he told her this and asked if she had ever made any loud noises at night. Wesley informed her that on more than one occasion he had come to checked on her during the night because he heard moaning and shrieks coming from her room there at the gallery compound.

Red faced with embarrassment Shea questioned him if all of the girls did this. He replied that only Danielle and her self were the loud ones and that is while Yanna and Katrina were on the other side of the mansion away from them so they could sleep without being disturbed. 

Wesley informed her that the noises had become a small joke in the group and Danielle was glad to have someone on her side of the building so she wouldn't feel alone at night. Once the decision had been made about were Shea would room Danielle dubbed their hall the Screamers wing and told the other two to kiss off because they were going to miss all of the fun.

The trip out to the country went by faster then before, maybe the nervousness of the first trip or the unknowing caused it to feel longer but today they pulled into the grounds in record time.

Shea was greeted at the door by all three girls each hugging and kissing her as she made her way in. Once all of the emotional welcomes passed the girls whisked her away up stairs to show her the room. 

As they opened the door Shea was speechless seeing the size and décor of her new home. A massive king size bed with a four post canopy was centered in the room; large bedroom furnishings lined the walls along with a sofa and large chair and ottoman. On the back wall three floor to ceiling windows overlooked a resort style pool and garden making her feel like she was a queen. As she looked around more she found pictures from her old apartment set into new frames perched upon the dresser and all of her favorite things she had left behind in her old place were now positioned around the room making it feel like home.

The girls chatted away as Shea looked around realizing that they had taken her in as if she was a sister. She was emotional to the point tears started to roll down her cheeks as she found a picture of her family honorably positioned in the center of the large dresser. 

All of the girls along with Wesley came over and gave her a group hug letting her know that she was definitely home now and welcome. 

Hershel, Alex, and another butler walked in carrying the three large bags as the huddled mass comforted Shea. Yanna spoke up as the men made their way to the bed. "Hey lets quit all this tearful stuff and go have some fun. I think we all need to go out to the pool and have a little welcome home party. What do you think?"

Every one cheered at the idea and moved towards the door. Wesley stayed behind to unpack his new Madame as the girls made their way down stairs towards the back grounds. 

Outside all of the girls headed towards a pool house off to the side. Inside they all went to a large cubical and started removing their clothes. Shea looked around to see if there was a bathing suit for her to wear; not finding one she asked where they might be. Katrina answered her with a giggle, "Honey we don't wear bathing suits when there are no guest on grounds. We just go all natural and enjoy the sun."

As Shea heard that Yanna smacked her on the bum playfully and said, "Yeah and why would you want to cover up that smoking body anyway?"

Racing out to the pool all of the girls jumped in splashing around playfully touching each other and coping quick feels of each others naked flesh. If one didn't know better they would think this was the Playboy Bunny Mansion with all of the gorgeous naked women running around.

Approximately an hour had passed since the girls had left the house, now they splashed about playing a friendly game of titty tag. The innocent little game of touch progressed into a more competitive game of squeeze and fondle as nipples became erect and every once in a while someone would bend down and lick. Wesley and Hershel appeared along the path from the back door to the pool carrying trays of refreshments and drinks. When the two men neared the pool all they could see were naked girls frolicking about in the shallow end. Shea thought it was weird that she and the girls were so comfortable around the male staff but all her thoughts were tossed into a flash of bright white light as a sharp pain emanated from her left breast. Seconds latter the sound of flesh being slapped echoed in her ear.

Katrina, Danielle, and Yanna were making a mad dash for the edge of the pool as Shea cupped her burning breast crying out in shocked pain. The giggle coming from the girls told her that the smack was in good fun but the pain was still real. 

"What the hell did you do that for?" Shea yelled out at Katrina.

Spinning on her heels as she ran for a deck chair Katrina lifted her leg up and out exposing her pink little pussy and a dark bruise adjacent, "For the hickey you gave me. It still has teeth marks on it."

As the girls settled down in the pillow top cushioned lounge chairs everything returned to a more relaxed atmosphere. The men distributed the chilled drinks and snacks as the girls lay back sunning themselves. Yanna of course chose the chair in the shade, too much sun for her would leave her skin burned and red. Katrina, Danielle, and Shea all turned towards the sun and enjoyed the warmth of its midmorning glow. 

Wesley and Hershel gathered up the clothes from the pool house and started back towards the mansion. Looking over at the girls both men could see the glistening tanning flesh of the four most beautiful women around. The flat stomachs, long tone golden legs, and the large round mounds resembling ripe melons perched high up on their chest called out to all red blooded males raising there blood pressure and arousal.

Half way up the walk Hershel suggested to Wesley that they send out the pool boys in a few minutes to see if the ladies needed lotion rubbed in. Wesley looked back at him with a big smile and said, "I think that would be most appropriate. The ladies do need to be careful and not get burned. How many pool boys do you think they will need?" 

Hershel laughed at Wesley's question and replied, "If their mood is anything like last time we might need to call in re-enforcements." Both men laughed as they made their way up the final few step and disappeared into the house.

Shea loved the feel of the warm sun on her flesh, it relaxed her and she was really in the need of rest. Her body and mind had been so worked up during the tickle fantasy she felt like a steel rod all tensed up everywhere. The tightness and soreness wasn't from being scared or nervous but from her body being in a constant state of muscle contraction as she reacted to the tickling touch. 

Loving every second of her sexual torment, Shea reveled in her orgasmic response but the build up was so intense that she wouldn't recommend the act be used on a regular bases.

Peeking out from under her sunglasses Shea could see all of the other girls enjoying the sun too. Even Yanna had venture out from under the shade for a few moments. A breeze danced across the back grounds of the mansion wafting the aroma of the new blooms filling the air with a sweet soft smell. The same breeze also traced along the warm flesh like little cooling fingers drying up the water droplets that had desperately clung to the delicious curves of the four ladies. 

Shea was very aware of the tightening of the skin around her nipples, soon the little buds started to rise and point due north. This reaction was more from the cooling effect of the breeze than sexual arousal but shortly after the start her mind wondered to what the little love buds of her friends were doing. Again peeking out from under the glasses Shea scanned the flesh of first one then another and finally the last of her three companions; all having the same response as her to the wind.

A few sips from the frozen concoction had already started to take effect; all of the girls became a like giddy as they chatted about how nice it was to have Shea there now. As the four girls made ideal conversation Danielle noticed the four young men approaching from the mansion. Rising up unto her elbows she alerted the rest of the girls to the parade of men heading their direction.

"I hope they brought some oil this time." Katrina said without lifting her head to look.

Puzzled Shea asked what she meant by that only to get a laugh from Yanna and Katrina.

The four handsome men descended upon the naked girls spreading out as if they had orders; looking them up and down as they moved around to the girls Shea noticed each one was only wearing baggy linen pants that tied at the waist.

Danielle broke the silence that hung heavy as the men lighted at the foot of each woman, "They are here to give us a massage hon, just lay back and let their magic hand work their wonder."

At this point Shea was past shyness and fear when it came to being naked around strangers so she dropped her head back onto the pillow of the lounger and smiled at the fact she was about to receive a good rub down.

The oil trickled up and down the length of her legs as strong firm hands began squeezing and kneading her sore legs. The feeling was fabulous and Shea told her self she could get use to this kind of pampering. 

A mix of alcohol and pleasant sensual massage began heating up the atmosphere around the pool. Shea could hear off to the side the faint moans of joy and the unmistakable sound of slurping. Rolling her head to the side she opened her eyes to see Katrina being fingered by the nameless tanned muscle man seated next to her on the lounger. Past her she observed Danielle with her head hanging over the edge of her lounger sucking on the ridged cock of the man as he stroked up and down the length of her torso ending with his hand squeezing the large fleshy mounds of golden breast resting high upon her chest. 

The sight before her was mesmerizing and lost as she was in the visual she felt a warmth begin to rise between her thighs. The oil dripped slowly over her mon and trailed down coating her lips just before two thumbs pressed together trapping her clit between them. The sound of a deep breath being sucked in filled her ears before she realized it was her breath she heard. Genteelly the rolling of her pussy lips between the firm thumbs ignited a fire deep within her abdomen that forced her to move her attention away from the other girls and down towards the man manipulating her womanly folds. 

He was strikingly handsome with a strong muscular chest and a face that resembled a movie star. Looking past his hands she could see the fabric of his linen pants tenting up with impressive height. His cock was straining to be released from its cage as he pressed the situation foreword. 

A quick glance over her shoulder re-enforced her mindset as she saw Danielle preparing to mount the young stallion attending to her and Katrina holding the long golden locks of her masseuse as he dined on her wet aching pussy.

Shea tossed her head to the other side as a finger slipped deep inside her slick opening, on her right Yanna was receiving a tongue bath around her puckered backdoor as her ass was lifted high in the air. 

This was like a dream laying there watching her new friends being pleasured as she her self was about to take a ride on the pleasure train. 

Slowly tugging at the tie holding up his pants Shea's boy toy presented her with a glorious long hard plaything. Her eyes fixated on the object and her mind whirled with delight at the thought of finally having someone fuck her. It had been almost a month since she was truly fucked and the little feather thing the night before only added more angst to her animal desires. 

With his pants pooled on the ground next to them the gentleman maneuvered between her legs as he lifted them high and wide. Bouncing his tool a few time allowing it to strike her clit he lowered his hips and brushed the head of his rod up and down the length of her open hungry hole. 

A girlish squeak of joy slipped from Shea's lips as he dipped the tip of his cock into her. Shea could feel her lips part as he stretched her open slightly. With short slow thrusts he began sliding more and more of his meat into her as she arched her head back in anticipation of the joys to come. First an inch, then two, then a third, then half his length dove down into her twitching tunnel. Shea could feel the convulsions of her inner muscles grip his hard rod as he methodically penetrated the velvet flesh of her pussy. 

A slow drawn out rhythm finally ended with the full eight inches of cock nestled deep inside her. Gyrating his hips in a circle he stirred the wet juices of Shea's pussy around until she could hear a squishing sound emanating from her fiery pink lips down below. Once he teased her for a few seconds he leisurely pumped in and out making sure to grind his pelvis against her clit as he sank the entire distance of his organ into the depths of Shea's rippling walls. 

Cries and groans of sexual fulfillment filled Shea's ears from all sides as the other girls raced towards their much needed orgasms. A flash of white light blinded her as an explosion went off sending shockwaves up her spine. The first of many orgasms hit her and it was if the bottom fell out of the clouds during a thunderstorm. Clamping down hard around the rod sliding in and out of her pussy Shea could feel every vein and ridge of his glorious cock move inside her. As each orgasm claimed her body for its own she could feel the intensity of her desire climb higher and higher. 

A loud cry echoed from her lungs as she crested over the top of yet another blinding orgasm. A pounding in her ears resonated as the blood coursed through her veins with each heart beat. Hands clinched with white knuckles, back arched forcing her head deeper into the pillow, Shea's muscles locked up in a full body contraction squeezing the thick long obelisk thrusting in and out of her. 

The pulsating grip of her inner walls finally overcame the patient control of her lover. Scrotum drawing up tight and twitching of the bulbous head of his cock was the first and only sign that he was about to release his orgasm deep into her womb. A grunt then a flood of scolding hot white oil bathed her inside and out; the force of his eruption was so great that Shea could fill the hot liquid spraying out along side of his throbbing shaft covering her thighs and running down between her ass cheeks. 

In a warm after glow of orgasmic heaven Shea could feel the object lodged between her legs slowly diminish in size. A slurping pop announced the departure of his member from her pulsating pussy as he gingerly lowered her legs and retreated from the end of the lounger. Looking upon his face through glazed over eyes as he pull up his pants Shea could see that he was grateful for the opportunity to serve. 

The four men slowly made their way back up the path towards the mansion as the four girls lay there recovering from their pleasant little afternoon stress relief.

The ripping sound of paper snapped the silent glow of post sexual bliss, "Girls we've got a job. Hope you're up for a little more fun." Yanna said as she read over the letter left for her by her servant.

As Danielle and Katrina cheered Yanna grabbed the house phone off of the pool bar near her and instructed a man named Bentley to obtain a guest list and auction list. Further instructions were given to inform Wesley and Hershel to prepare for a Prop operation for tonight.

Shea sat there confused as Yanna calmly gave orders over the phone, how could she be so work oriented at this moment? Shea her self was still having a difficult time concentrating on reality after the fuck she had just received.

Gleefully Danielle and Katrina yanked Shea up from her lounger pulling her towards the mansion as Yanna finished up on the phone.

"Just what we need to cap off a great week." Danielle said as she turned up the path bouncing with each step.

Katrina was in step behind her gliding on air as she looked over her shoulder smiling at Shea. Not wanting to be left behind Shea moved as quick as she could on shaky legs. The sight of both girls ass' swaying back and forth reminded Shea exactly why they were so blissful; a trail of white sticky liquid was slowly making its' way down the inner thigh of both girls. They were still sex drunk and nothing at that point was going to bring down their mood.

As they neared the house Yanna came rushing by smacking Shea's golden ass telling her to hurry. As she approached Katrina she smacked her good and hard also but was never able to catch up with Danielle. After the first resounding smack alerted her to Yanna's mission she took off running like a deer being chased by a lioness.

The girls ran through the house to their respective bedroom to clean up and ready themselves for the job. Shea still lost to the procedure asked a gentleman that by chance pasted her way in the hall. 

"Excuse me but by chance would you know anything about what I am supposed to be doing?" she said.

"Ah, Ms. Shea please allow me to assist you. My name is Carlton for future reference, you need to wash up and be down stairs in one hour so you and the other ladies can be briefed on the assignment." He replied with the hint of a South African accent.

Going with the flow Shea just nodded her head and headed for the shower in her bathroom. 

After her shower and quick change Shea ventured down to the main hall to meet the other girls. As she listened to Bentley and Carlton, Heather's butler and the one she formally meet today naked in the hallway with cum running down her leg, Shea found out the assignment was to attend a charity ball and auction tonight to help out a previous member of Freyja Inc. 

The guest list was full of wealthy members of the social scene but most of them were known to be tight with their money. The girls' job was to get the money bags to loosen up the strings and spend. Photo profiles and files were passed around to each girl giving them information about each person attending. Likes and dislikes, marital status, affairs, fetishes, monetary value, and countless other pieces of information were listed in each persons file.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 10



Shea looked through the files and wondered if the FBI was this meticulous in learning about their suspects. 

With the briefing over the girls headed for the front door. Katrina stopped everyone as they reached to front step and said, "Well girls now is as good a time as any. What do you think?"

Both Danielle and Yanna answered back with a yes, at which point all three turned on Shea and asked her to close her eyes. 

Shea felt a cold hard something brush against her chest and slip down between her breasts followed by a daintily wisp of fine string wrap around her neck. Suddenly a moist warm set of lips locked onto her and lingered for a moment only to be followed by another set of hot lips then finally a third which parted slightly presenting a soft wet tongue. Shea swirling with excitement and fear of the unknown accepted the tongue and kissed back encircling it with her own.

As the kiss broke she opened her eyes to see all three of the girls smiling and almost teary eyed as they gazed upon her. Looking down at her chest she saw a golden necklace made if the fines craftsmanship supporting an odd looking pendent. Examining the pendent closer Shea realized it was the same design she had groomed her pubic hair into, the three flame logo of the company. 

The pendent was made of fiery golden amber just like the legend, the Brisingamen was the necklace that Freyja wore, when worn no man could resist the charms of the woman it adorned.

When Shea looked back up at the girls she saw each of them holding one out from their neck just like hers. It was a symbol of sisterhood to them and she was now one of them. With a tear filled smile all four girls hugged each other group style and welcomed in fully their new family member.

"If you four are finished with the tears, we must be going or there will be little time to set up the necessary equipment." Wesley said with an air of urgency. 

As the girls filed into the limo Shea quizzically asked, "Where is the ball?"

Yanna replied, "Tonight we attend the Manor's Charity Ball and Auction at the Marks Hotel"

Shea's eye lit up bright like spot lights at a movie premier, "The Marks Hotel, I know that place. That is where my friend works in the boutique."

Katrina glanced around the limo smiling wickedly, "We know that is why we are going shopping for our evening dresses at the boutique instead of wearing one of our older ones."

Danielle, Yanna, and Katrina all started laughing like school girls at the thought of meeting Shea's friend and the special shopping trip they had planned while she was still up stairs at the mansion getting dressed.

When the limo pulled up in front of the hotel the doorman escorted them inside the main lobby like he was the personal guard of the Queen. When they reached the doors of the boutique Wesley informed them that he and Hershel would check them in and start setting up for the event tonight. 

Danielle told him to leave a key for them at the desk and they would be up later. 

A sign hung in the door saying, "Closed for special fitting. Please visit again at a later date."

Katrina knocked on the door bringing a young woman into view; she wasn't Shea's friend Trish. Shea felt a lump in her stomach at the thought that Trish wasn't there. 

As the four girls entered the boutique a voice came out from the dressing room area that sounded familiar, it was Trish. "I will be with you in just a moment. I have to arrange the room like you wanted."

A few second later Shea saw Trish come out from the room and make her way over to the group not knowing who was in the special party. Drawing near, the girls parted clearing the view for Trish to see Shea. A loud cry of joy echoed through the room as the realization of who it was hit Trish.

"My god you look fabulous!" Trish yelped with an excited tone in her voice.

Hugging her like a long lost friend Shea proceed to introduce the rest of her party.

After the formal introductions were complete Trish informed the ladies that her assistant Paige would be there also to help with anything they wished. 

Katrina being the dominate personality said, "Anything?" as she eyed the pretty woman from head to toe.

Paige interjected, "I take it you're here for the ball tonight? I have taken the liberty of setting out a few items that we just received from our suppliers for your viewing."

Danielle and Yanna followed Paige over to the mannequins as Katrina continued to eye the figure of the young woman. Trish and Shea shared a few words as they followed the group arm in arm with each other.

Paige was correct in choosing the items she had laid out, the latest styles and colors were all the girls wanted to see. Most of the items in the story were very trendy and now but these women were just a little ahead of the rest when it came to fashion. As the ladies perused through the garments each found a favorite or two. 

Shea however was more interested in speaking with Trish off to the side just out of ear shot. "Shea if you don't select something you will look out of place with the rest of us!" Katrina barked as she continued to feel the fabric of one dress.

Shea giggled and said, "Don't worry about me, Trish here is going to make sure I am the center of attention tonight"

With their selections in hand everyone made their way to the fitting room. The sofa that once was against the wall was now placed over to the side next to the mirrors and four cushioned straight back chairs sat in its place. The room was somewhat crowded with all six women but once the four girls took their seat Trish and Paige had plenty of room to help out who ever was changing. 

Paige wanting to impress the ladies and Trish started taking control of the fitting by telling each girl about the dress they had selected and what the attributes of that dress were in accordance to their frame and figure. Her knowledge of the garments was great but her understanding of just who she was trying to sell to was far from on point. 

After a few statements about each dress Yanna and Danielle started laughing to the point it interrupted Paige's commentary. Standing in front of them slightly confused Paige looked at them with an air of frustration that they would interrupt her. 

"Dear you don't quite understand what this is about, do you?" Katrina said.

"We already know all there is to know about these outfits. The reason we are in the fitting room is to see what they look like on a real person." Yanna said as she winked at Paige. 

Baffled by the comments Paige just looked at the girls with a blank stare. Leaning in and whispering in her ear Trish enlightened her, "They want to see you in the dress hon."

Paige stammered for a few seconds at the thought of modeling the outfits then said, "Oh I can't model this dress for you, I wouldn't do it justice." This was her way of declining without revealing her hesitation to disrobe in front of the girls.

Danielle quickly replied, "We wanted Trish here to model the dress for us, we think she has the lines to pull it off. Your job is the dress her for us." as a wicked smile crept across her face.

Trish blushed with excitement and Paige went flush with fear as the thought of stripping Trish in front of the ladies then having to dress her raced through their minds. A small amount of protest bantered back and forth between Paige and Danielle until Katrina reminded her about the insane amount of money they were willing to spend in the shop today.

Paige dropped her head in submission as the thought of the sale was too much for her to pass up. Commission is a strong incentive and the dollar figure that this sale would bring would pay her rent for the month.

Trish took up a position center stage proudly as she so wanted to see just how far this little shopping spree might go. The thoughts of Shea playing with her self the first time they meet was fueling the fire building deep within.

Paige tentatively moved behind Trish and with shaky hands reached around to unbutton the blouse that hid her lovely body. As each button popped through the hole more and more of Trish's flesh became exposed, her soft light tanned skin contrasted against the white lace bra she had on underneath. 

Peeling away the blouse Paige unveiled Trish like a gift at Christmas. The girls got their first glimpse of Trish's round breasts as they protruded out of the top of the lace cups holding them high. 

Hesitantly Paige dropped the blouse to the floor and then lowered the zipper on Trish's skirt allowing the waist to slip lower on her hips. Trish wasn't making this any easier on Paige with her constant cooing and purrs letting everyone know she enjoyed being stripped by her assistant for all to see. 

As Paige squatted down to pull the skirt off completely, Trish trust her derrière back slightly bringing it inches from Paige's face. The matching lace thong split Trish's cheeks perfectly exposing the smooth flawless flesh of her round ass. 

Paige was starting to turn a bright red from embarrassment as her supervisor continued to flaunt her gorgeous body with sexual overtones. Reaching for the dress Paige was abruptly stopped by Shea, "Not yet, her bra needs to be removed along with her thong. That dress would show lines if there was any undergarments."

Paige gasped as the words sank in, with a fear in her eyes and a quiver on her lips Paige looked at the four ladies and asked "Is there anything else I will need to do before I dress her?"

Danielle spoke up, "No dear just remove her clothes and help the model adjust the dress."

Moving around front Paige reached for the clasp between Trish's breasts only to be stopped and told to remove it while standing behind her. 

Reaching around and grabbing the clasp Paige's hands rested nervously against Trish's firm breasts. The tension on the clasp from Trish's full chest caused the cups of the bra to fly open leaving Paige's hands cupping Trish's globes as she unhooked the bra. Trish sucked in a deep breath swelling her chest forcing her nipples to press against Paige's palms as she stood there shocked that she was holding another woman's tits. 

Quickly Paige pulled her hands back, but as she did she could feel the hard nubs of Trish's nipples brush against her fingers. In her mind she thought that her supervisor was enjoying this way too much. After slipping the bra off Trish's shoulders and arms she tossed it to the floor where the rest of her clothes lay pooled.

Trish stood defiant in the middle of the platform basking in the warmth of her growing lust. Four of the most beautiful women she had ever meet sat in front of her gazing upon her naked flesh admiring her lovely breasts and wanting to see more. The firmness of her nipples grew into a small heart beat pounding in each giving them a life of their own. She knew where this was going but the electricity of having Paige meekly following instruction brought an edge to the event. 

Just like Shea the first time they meet Trish had wanted to seduce Paige for over a month now, the problem was Paige never really put her self in a position to be. This was the perfect opportunity for her, Paige would be lead by the four ladies and Trish would be allowed the privilege to ride along. Hell Shea was even playing along with the game and who knows where the rest of this day may go. Trish hoped that at one point there may be six naked ladies in the fitting room real soon.

Moving around front on Shea's orders Paige reached down and hooked her fingers in the waist band of Trish's thong, the warm flesh of Trish's hips coursed up through her fingers as she slowly slid them down. As she pulled the lacy white cloth down Trish's thighs she could feel the soft gossamer texture of Trish's legs. To her surprise it was pleasant, the feel of another woman's skin against her hands. Paige slowly moved her hands down the entire length of Trish's legs taking in the shape of her thighs, calves, and ankles. 

Trish the consummate exhibitionist stepped out of her thong parting her legs wide enough for Paige to have an unimpeded view of her moist wet pussy. With eyes slowly moving back up the long firm legs Paige gasped when she witnessed Trish's bald sex just inches away from her face. The smoothness of her skin and the delicate lines of her lips were in high definition from this distance, the small heart shaped outline of pubic hair crowning her love nest only added an exotic flare to her naked form.

Blushing a dark shade of red Paige gazed intently upon Trish. Unable to take her eyes off of the flower Paige did not hear what the girls said next. A wave of Trish's hand in front of her face snapped her out of her daze, "Paige do as they ask dear, this is an important client."

"Uh, what I'm sorry. What did you say?" Paige said as she turned her head towards the women. 

"We want to see her in the green dress." Danielle said as she adjusted her self in her chair.

Paige gathered the garment and proceeded to fit Trish. Holding the dress down low so Trish could step into it Paige squatted down forcing her skirt to ride up her thighs slightly; staring directly at Trish's dangling lips the entire time. Paige was subconsciously losing control of he own body, the excitement and fear mingled in the mind so, she didn't realize her body's reaction to the sight of Trish naked until it was too late.

Paige's legs parted sliding her skirt up even higher as she allowed her hands to glide up Trish's legs sampling the softness of her body. In the mirrors the girls could see directly up Paige's skirt now as her light pink panties showed a small damp spot growing larger by the second. 

Paige pulled the dress up to the point it was time to stand; the closeness of her stance forced her to glide up Trish's body as she rose. Paige's breast were not large by any standards, a B cup at beast but as she lifted her self up those pert mounds grazed the thighs of Trish causing a buzzing to whirl around in Paige's head. The small bumps positioned at the tips of each breast suddenly doubled in size and firmness. Paige's nipples reacted against her better judgment and left there mark on the cut of her blouse. There was no hiding her sudden arousal now.

Coming to a full up right position Paige was breast to breast with Trish. The only thing separating the soft supple flesh of Trish's naked globes and Paige's was the blouse and thin bra Paige wore. Trish was taking deep chest raising breaths purposefully increasing the contact between the two. Staring into Paige's eyes Trish could see the desire steadily climbing in her young assistant.

Stepping back just a little Paige pulled the dress up and over Trish's arms and shoulders letting it fall into place. Strolling around behind Trish, Paige dragged her left hand along Trish's stomach and then down the small of her back until she found the zipper. Once zipped Paige slowly started to smooth out the fabric along Trish's curves making sure to feel every inch of Trish's magnificent body.

As she moved up Trish's torso she used both hands to smooth out the area over Trish's heaving breast. From the girls angle the way Paige was rubbing on Trish looked more like she was coping a feel. Cupping and palming Trish's firm breast exacerbated the fact that her nipples were already hard as rocks. The green fabric showed just how firm Trish's nipples had become and the welcomed touch made her moan softly. 

The moans only caused Paige to stroke Trish more; the thrill of touching and exciting Trish made Paige forget her audience as she continued to explore Trish's body with an eagerness reminiscent of first love.

As the show continued in front of them the girls began to feel their own sexual needs rise. Still under control though they broke the silence and ordered their hosts to move on. 

"I think that dress will workout just fine. Place it on the sofa and lets move on." Katrina said.

Looking up as the words carried through the air Paige turned a dark shade of red realizing how lost she had become in the moment and the actions she had just committed. Trish sighed with disappointment at the abrupt end to her sensual caressing. Following Katrina's orders she quickly removed the dress and placed in on the sofa only to be left standing completely nude in front of her guests. 

Trish loved being on display for her four patrons but Paige was showing signs of embarrassment and shame that she was such a wiling party to the erotic show. In a timid voice she asked, "Which item would you like to see next?"

Yanna pointed out a bright red piece that had less fabric than the first one. "I would like to see how that one looks."

Reaching for the dress Paige mentioned that Trish's complexion was too tan for the dress but they would get a good picture of how it looked with her figure. 

Yanna replied, "Well then we need to see it on someone with a lighter complexion then, you wear it so we can get the full picture."

Paige gasped at the thought but realized that for them to understand how a fare complexion brings out the color she would have to comply. Nervously she started to fumble with the buttons on her blouse only to be stopped by Shea. "No dear we want Trish to undress you just like you did her."

The color in Paige's face disappeared at the thought Trish was going to strip her naked in front of the ladies. It was difficult for her to do that to Trish but the concept of her being stripped was far beyond her comfort zone.

Gleefully Trish bounced over to Paige as if it was Christmas; this was the moment she had been waiting for and she wasn't going to let it slip by. Turning Paige to face the girls Trish snuggled up behind her pressing her flesh against her back allowing the warmth of her body to soak into Paige. Seductively she slowly started to unbutton the blouse swaying back and forth rubbing her nakedness against her assistant. 

Paige was holding her hands up loosely covering her self like a school girl in the gym locker room. As Trish pulled the blouse off her shoulders Paige looked at her pleading for her to stop. Trish assured her that it was OK and that what ever happened she would be safe. Surrendering to the will of her clients Paige lowered her arms in defeat allowing Trish to remove the blouse leaving her upper body cloaked in only a thin white bra. The fabric was thin and without much difficulty everyone was able to see the size and color of Paige's light pink nipples.

As Paige stared at the wall above the girls' heads Trish released the button and short zipper that held Paige's skirt up. Sliding her hands under the waist band Trish pushed the garment down over Paige's hips and ass letting it fall to the floor. Trish knew that it was going to be slow going with the rest of the items but she wanted to make sure Paige was exposed properly. Kneeling down behind her Trish pulled the skirt out from under her making Paige step out of it and placed her feet slightly apart.

Shallow breaths confirmed Paige's nervousness as the strip tease continued; Trish standing now unlatched the hooks on Paige's bra. Placing her hands on Paige's shoulders Trish moved in close again allowing her breast to be smashed between her and Paige's back. Paige could feel the soft skin flush against her as Trish's nipples poked into her shoulder blades. A rush of excitement and warmth came over her. This was the first time she had ever felt another woman's body pressed to her bare flesh. 

Paige's eyes closed slightly as Trish's hands rolled the straps of her bra off her shoulders. The warm touch glided down as Trish slide her fingers down the front of Paige's body cascading over the rise of her breast. The palms covered her pale mounds under the cups of her bra grazing over the hardening bright pick nipples. Paige could feel her arousal grow as her tight buds dug into Trish's hands; rolling her shoulders foreword slightly Paige sent the bra tumbling to the floor only to be concealed by the hands o her boss. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 10



Trish made sure to tease Paige now that she was in this vulnerable state. Squeezing and rolling her breasts brought forth a low throaty moan so soft that only Trish could hear. Tracing her hands down lower Trish made sure to pinch Paige's nipples lightly between her thumbs and index fingers before she caressed her way down to her hips. In an act of desire or just to push Paige further down the path of decadence Trish moved one hand down past the waist line of her panties and traced the outline of her now obviously wet pussy. The dark stain between Paige's legs told a very different story than her shy sheepish actions.

Paige leaned her head back on Trish's shoulder and groaned out louder as fingers rolled over her clit and pressed along the length of her delicate womanhood. Trish knew at that point Paige was hooked and she was going to give in to what ever she and the girls wanted. 

In Paige's mind a conflict was taking place between her supposed morals and lustful desires. One was going to win and at this point desire had the head start.

Trish peeled down the edge of Paige's pink panties slowly exposing her lower region to the awaiting eyes of their clients. Flawless pale skin revealed itself as the fabric rolled into a cord; finally a wisp of brownish short hair colored the canvas.

Paige had her pubic hair trimmed neatly into a triangle pointing down to her clit. The light brown coloration contrasted sharply with her pale skin making it all that more prominent. 

As Trish lowered her self into a squat behind Paige she pulled the pink garment down past her ass cheeks. The crotch which was soaked by this point clung to her moist flesh resisting to depart from its' warm home. Eventually the cloth lost its' footing and fell from Paige's sex. From the girls view Paige's pussy looked like a hairless peach; her lips were tuck in under her labia and the slit ended with a small little pink bulb resembling the spot where a stem would attach. 

Shea looked over at the girls and notice Danielle licking her lips like she wanted to sink her teeth into that juicy peach. It was obvious she was getting turned on by the show but just how far was she going to let it continue before she joined in. Shea had already figured out that amongst the four of them Danielle was the horniest closely followed by her self.

Goose bumps rose on Paige as Trish's hands caressed her legs while lowering the panties to the floor. With them around her ankles she hesitated before she voluntarily stepped out of them widening her stance exposing her pussy that much more for her voyeurs.

Trish pulled the panties up to her nose and inhaled deeply at the sweet musk of Paige's moisture. A scene all too familiar to Shea as that was the same thing she did to her the first time they meet.

Retrieving the red dress Trish held it up in front of her and commented on how wonderful the craftsmanship was and the elegance of the cut and material. Paige just stared in awe of the situation and stood perfectly still. Squatting in front Trish gathered the dress so Paige could step into it; her gaze fixed on Paige's pussy the entire time. As Paige lifted one leg to step in Trish blew softly on her pussy sending a rush of warmth and desire deep down to her most intimate area. 

The hot breath bathed her naked flesh tingling her soul as Paige centered her self in the opening. Seductively Trish wiggled the dress up the long legs touching as much of Paige as possible until her hands rested at her hips. Standing to complete the fitting Trish rubbed her breasts up Paige allowing her nipples to drag along her thighs and stomach. As Trish's face came with in reach of Paige's perky breasts she quickly tenderly licked and kissed her left nipple sucking in the pink little nub wrapping it in her hot lips.

Paige cooed like a woman on fire as the sensation of another woman's mouth on her tits consumed her body. 

Draping the straps over her shoulders Trish moved behind Paige to fasten the clasp of the halter behind her neck. Just as Paige had done Trish smoothed out the fabric making sure to touch every inch of Paige humanly possible. The heat soaking into Paige's flesh from Trish's hands caused her to sway slightly attempting to increase the contact with the objects controlling her desire.

At his point Paige had become lost in her lust and was just about to lose control of her will when Danielle spoke up, "I'm next!"

Jumping up from her seat she bounded up the small step and stood next to the sales ladies. Like an alarm clock Paige snapped back to reality and realized she had been seduced by the moment.

Stepping aside to allow Danielle the stage Paige made her way over to the sofa. Shea abruptly stopped her from leaving the scene and told Paige that she needed to take off the dress so it didn't get wrinkled. With a small amount of trepidation and a hint of gratefulness Paige removed the dress leaving her self naked along with Trish.

Danielle stood tall as she ordered both women to remove her clothes just as they did each others. 

Like eager servants Trish and Paige made quick work of disrobing Danielle. Both women took advantage of the opportunity to rub and feel all over Danielle's supple body as they removed her clothes. At one point each one massaged and fondled one of Danielle's large pillowy breasts weighing them in their hands and teasing the nipple. Danielle was very thankful when Trish slipped her fingers down through the parted wet lips of her pussy and sampled the nectar that was leaking out of her horny open hole. Paige not as brazen just smoothly rubbed her hand along the barren flesh above her clit sending chills of delight through Danielle.

As they knelt holding the dress open for Danielle to step in Trish commented to Paige, "You can smell the sweetness of her pussy from here can't you."

Paige nodded slightly as she stared at the long dangling lips of Danielle's pussy hypnotized by the sight of such a beautiful sexual thing. When the girls stood to complete the fitting Danielle used her free hands to reach out and squeeze the round ass cheeks of her willing partners. Roaming her hands over their bodies Danielle leaned in and kissed Trish deep dancing her tongue along with Trish's as they moaned together. Not forgetting Paige Danielle turned to her and with a hand grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her slightly open quivering with excitement lips to hers. 

This was the first passionate kiss Paige had ever had with another woman. As Danielle's full lips pressed against hers Paige could feel her insides melting with the desire of the moment. This was her first lesbian experience and she couldn't help but feel moved by the tenderness and passion that was womanly love.

It didn't take long for Yanna and Katrina to follow suit. As each one took their place on stage for their fitting the entourage of naked highly horny women grew. Finally the only one left in the room fully dressed was Shea. As Shea sat there basking in the beauty of five nude females Trish made her way down pulling her by the arm to the center of the stage. 

Eager and willing Shea took her place in the center of a circle of hot lusty flesh. Hands quickly started pulling and tugging at her close striping her in seconds. Once bare those same hands explored her body in search of some magical treasure that was her sex.

Mouths, tongues, fingers and breasts savored her body in a swarm of sexuality. Trish was the first to dive face first between her legs sucking on her swollen aroused lips. Paige was standing off to the side as Danielle knelt down between her legs strumming her hot pink clit. Yanna was busy suckling on her small breasts as Katrina squeezed Shea's breast hard and rough. 

Each woman moved about changing from one to another sampling the goods from all present. It was at this point Katrina said something to Trish that focused everyone's attention on Paige. 

Like a covey of birds five gloriously naked sex driven goddesses descended upon Paige. Laying her down the women began to lick and suck all over her body. Trish being the one who most desired her went straight for those pink pedals between her legs. 

Paige felt Trish's long hot tongue bath her pussy as she lapped up her moisture. The taste was sugary and sinful causing her to want more. The thin pink lips that hid earlier were now fully engorged and glowing hot. Atop the slit was a small button that twitched every time her heart pounded. 

Trish pulled at the tender skin stretching it out shooting sparks up into Paige's clit. The skill of Trish was driving Paige wild as she thrashed about with hands and mouths devouring her flesh all over. Trish snaked her tongue around splitting Paige's sex open until she found the entrance to the well of passion. Like a pump Trish began fucking her assistant with her tongue curling it up at its' deepest tracing small lines along the roof of her walls. 

Paige was on the verge of exploding, Trish's tongue fucking her, Yanna's mouth biting and sucking on one nipple, Katrina's mouth on the other, Danielle kissing her, and Shea tapping away on her clit every time Trish pulled away. 

The deflowering of Paige was a sight of pure animalistic lust; everyone in the room wanted some of her and all were going to get their share. Trish found the spot that triggered Paige to orgasm; a final thrust of her tongue sent Paige into a violent tremor. Her cries of ecstasy were concealed as Danielle covered her mouth with a wide kiss suffocating Paige to the point she almost blacked out.

Sensitive to the touch Paige pushed Trish away giving her self a small reprieve from the pleasure she just endured. 

As Paige lay there recovering Danielle fell back onto her ass and parted her legs wide; with a crooked finger she motioned Trish over to her as she parted her pussy with the other hand. Eager to continue the all female orgy Trish purred and crawled over Paige until her mouth latched on to the long puffy lips. Like a machine Trish ate Danielle's pussy slowing down only to catch her breath. Behind her Katrina had already started to finger her pussy exploring every nook and cranny Trish had to offer. 

Yanna and Shea were tenderly stroking Paige's face as they kissed each other. Holding Paige's head between them Shea turned her face towards Yanna's breast; lifting the closest one she presented it to Paige for her to suckle on. Like a baby Paige wrapped her lips around Yanna and genteelly began to roll her tongue across the firm pale button at its tip. A small moan came from Yanna as contact began between her nipple and Paige's tongue. Shea broke her kiss with Yanna only to tell Paige to be more firm with her and it would be good to bit Yanna. 

Paige followed instructions well and increased her roughness in the titillating play. Yanna responded now with a more guttural deep moan that showed her approval. As Yanna received her oral stimulus Shea took Paige's free hand and placed it over her own hungry wet box. Guiding her fingers at first she rubbed Paige's slender digits along the length of her lips pausing on top of her love button long enough to feel it grow. 

Paige understood the wordless instructions and began moving her fingers investigating the soft wet opening. Without warning she thrust two fingers deep into Shea parting her in a furious blur of fingering. The pumping of Paige's hand was fast and hard; the ball of her palm slammed against Shea's raging clit with each downward stroke ratcheting up the level of excitement that was building in her stomach.

Danielle was cuming loudly as Trish bit down on her clit; vibrations in her stomach shook her body bouncing the large heavy breasts making a splendid sight. Katrina was moving away from Trish now and looking for an opening to get her pussy tended to. 

A mingling of bodies resembling a Chinese fire drill ensued. Paige and Trish stayed still as Katrina replaced Danielle in front of Trish, Yanna left Paige's side and went over to Danielle to push her further down the path of bliss, Shea split her and Paige's legs bringing their wet soaked pussies flush together, as Paige lay back with her head under Trish. Like a pause in a movie the scene was restarted without missing a beat. Trish happily licked and sucked this time using her fingers on Katrina. Katrina in turn was thumb fucking Yanna's ass with one hand as she driving two very long fingers into her red hued pussy with the other. Yanna taking her small hand started pressing three then four fingers into her familiar lover until she had her entire hand deep inside Danielle's very accommodating walls. Shea began grinding her pussy against Paige who in turn started gyrating back as they fucked each other.

The only person not receiving any kind of pleasure was Trish; Shea realized that her friend was going without and started pushing harder moving Paige further up under Trish's legs. As she maneuvered Paige to the spot best suited she told Trish to sit back and enjoy. Not knowing what was back there Trish lowered her ass down only to find Paige's face buried in her sloppy wet hole. Paige gasped at first then struggled to move her face out from under Trish; Shea reached down between their legs and pinched Paige's clit hard causing her to cry out. As her mouth opened to vocalize the pleasurable pain Trish's wet folds fell in covering her lips and tongue with slick sweet female juice. 

Paige was stunned at first but quickly gave in to the hedonistic desire to savor her boss' pussy. Slightly unskillful yet eager to please Paige lapped and drank of Trish rubbing her face all over her sex. Slurping sounds emitted out from under Trish as Paige began to lick and suck harder enjoying her first time tasting a woman. 

If some one was to walk in on this orgy they would have been overwhelmed by the sheer volume of sexy beautiful women pleasing each other. Hugh Heffner would have be jealous of the choir of lusty babes sucking and fuck each other into orgasmic bliss.

One after another the sexy vixens climbed the mountain top of orgasmic rapture, female cum and sweat covered each and ever one of them until they all glistened in the bright lights of the dressing room. Exhausted and now in a rush for time the four Ladies thanked their hosts and gathered up their clothes. Danielle, Katrina, and Yanna all kissed Trish and Paige thanking them for the extra effort and made their way out leaving Shea behind to talk with her friend.

"Trish I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed this and hope that you can come see me soon at my new residence. You have made me who I am and I can't thank you enough." Shea lovingly said as she hugged Trish.

Kneeling down Shea grabbed Paige by the back of the head and kissed her like a long lost lover. "Sweetie, you listen and learn from this one here and you will go far in this world. I am jealous that you get to be next to this angel everyday so you better take good care of her."

As Shea stood to leave she informed Trish that they should send the dresses up to the room and add an extra 15 percent for their troubles. Trish gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then turned to Paige. 

"All right let's clean you up and get you dress. God you look like a mess with all that pussy juice covering your face. Here let me lick it off!" Trish said with a wicked smile. 

Paige just looked up at her through her post orgasmic lust glazed eyes and smiled. "Sure thing boss, what ever you want!"

As the girls entered the room Wesley was standing there tapping his foot, "Well I see you had a little fun before the job even started. Now you four get your bums in that shower and clean yourself up. You can't go to the ball looking like a gaggle of freshly fuck streetwalkers!"

The girls all laughed at his attempt to be fatherly and bossy and went about readying for their ball.



Freyja Inc. Ch. 11



 Chapter 11: Bell of the Ball

There was a distinct air about the girls as they rode the elevator down to the Grand Ballroom. Katrina in her green dress, Danielle in yellow, Yanna in red, and Shea in an ivory white silk number that hugged her body like a second skin. Trish and Paige did a wonderful job picking out their attire for the evening. 

From the looks of them they were out to break hearts and capture the minds of every warm blooded male they crossed. The click of their heels echoed across the lobby floor as they made their way to the entrance of the ball room; a sound that trumpeted the arrival of the quartet who would make or break this event tonight. Similar to the night Shea saw the three girls for the first time, when they entered the room a hush fell over the crowd as all eyes were upon them.

A burst of adrenaline pulsed through Shea when she realized she was part of the reason so many heads turned. The excitement caused electrical arcs to cross over synapses at break neck speed bringing every part of her body alive. The constant glares of the men and women did something to her that she had never felt, she wanted to feel everyone and experience all of their lusty thoughts all at once. 

It became very obvious at that moment she loved the spot light and wanted all eyes on her. Shea was scanning the audience when Danielle spoke up in a whisper. "Looks like Shea is getting turned on by all of her admirers."

Turning to the girls she saw each of them glance down at her breasts. Looking down she saw that her nipples had become hard and erect straining against the cool silk fabric of her dress. A light brown coloration was noticeable through the dress giving those who stood close enough as small inclination of what she might look like topless.

As they stood in the center of the ball room Wesley came over their ear piece and informed them the locations of some of the more wealth vulnerable candidates in the crowd. Like secret agents each girl confirmed their assignment and parted off in the direction of their targets. 

While making her way over in the direction of her mark Shea noticed the usual crowd of media members huddled up next to a bar. She knew they wouldn't recognize her but she wanted to make sure. Crossing in front of them she hesitated long enough to hear one of the men say something about the four hot women that just entered the party. Another claimed to know them and stated that they were high class hookers working the crowd. 

Shea moved about the crowd spotting many individuals she use to write about and study. This was the social class of New York that graced the Society pages of most newspapers along with the rag she once worked for. The mark she was heading for was busy conversing with a familiar face, Mr. Stansfield. 

Using one of the oldest ploys in the book Shea walked past the group bumping into the man she was there to seduce into spending money. Splashing his drink slightly Shea turned and apologized for the minor accident. Seeing the beauty standing in front of him and noticing her protruding hard nipples he couldn't do anything but apologize back for not being more care full. 

"No it was my fault; I should pay more attention to where I hold my drink. Let me introduce myself, my name is Andrew Proctor and yours?" He replied.

Not wanting to use her full name, "You can call me Shea." She answered back.

"Well Shea let me introduce you to Mark Stansfield, Keith Alder, and Thomas Poole." He said with gestures to each of the men in the group. Each man in kind took her hand and politely gave it a light shake in a gentlemanly fashion. 

Shea could feel their eyes undressing her there in the crowd as all four of them turned their conversation to her. During the next twenty minutes Shea was the main focus of what ever they discussed commenting on her beauty and remarkable ability to understand and contribute to the topic of finance, market theory, and other business related topics. 

As the conversation continued Shea noticed Mrs. Stansfield approaching, Susie as she liked to be called would surely remember her and break the spell Shea had on these men. 

As Susie joined the group all of the men helped introduce her to Shea. A quizzical stare preceded Susie's first statement, "You look very familiar. Have we met before at one of the charity event?"

Shea replied, "No, I don't believe we have met. I wouldn't have been able to forget some one as beautiful and stunning as you."

"Oh you're just saying that to be kind. Compared to you I am just another old debutant trying to retain some of her former grace." Susie said with a slight blush of gratitude.

Taking the conversation to a more light tone Susie commented on Andrew's available status. Seeing that a woman of Shea's beauty and refinement had captured his attention she went into matchmaker mode. A shy man by nature Andrew turned red and informed Shea that every time he attend one of these events Susie tries to match him up with a possible companion. He stated that in his line of work he hardly has time for a casual girlfriend much less a relationship.

Shea replied with the proper comment informing him that she wasn't there in search of a husband or any type of long term relationship her self. Relieved Andrew again focused his attention to the vision of beauty before him. 

As they continued to make small talk Shea observed Susie casually flirt with a young handsome waiter each time he passed by. Like the last time they met Shea knew that Susie was on the prowl for a young stud to satisfy her lustful needs that she didn't get at home.

Andrew and Shea finally parted from the group and headed off to the other side of the room. As they continued to talk Shea kept a close eye on Susie Stansfield to see when she would make her move. As they approached the items up for auction Shea commented on a few pieces just to see how Andrew would respond.

One painting in particular caught his eye; it was a minor work by Pierre Puget a 17th century French artist famous for painting the Holy Family with Palm Tree. Shea did her best who is that act allowing Andrew to play to his ego and intellect. After a short history lesson Shea asked what the painting was worth. Andrew informed her that the one he had in his collection was worth about $650,000. As the conversation continued she suggested that he bid on the item for no other reason than to drive up the value of the piece he already owned. 

As they moved on Shea signaled Yanna across the room that they needed to talk. Excusing her self Shea meet Yanna in the ladies room to relay the information about Andrew and the painting. Working their plan Yanna found her mark and convinced him to also bid on the painting. The individual Yanna was working was a rival of Mr. Proctor in business and on the social scene. 

Returning to Andrew, Shea found him in conversation with two new gentlemen Thomas Dale and Felix Newman. In the course of the conversation Shea pointed out some of the more elegant items in the auction and mused about how lovely they would be as a surprise gift to a woman. The men both took mental notes about the pieces and Shea's response to how she would feel if she received such a present. When she commented that if she had received a gift of that nature the returned gratitude would be more than they could handle, the men laughed and told Andrew to watch out for her she was more woman than he could handle.

Shea quickly replied, "I don't know boys I think Andrew here could handle me any way he wished."

A blush came over Andrews face as the tone of the conversation turned to a sexual nature in the blink of an eye. Leaving the two men Shea and Andrew moved about the ballroom meeting small groups here and there. The topics discussed ranged from business to art to social; finally one lady in the latest group commented on how Andrew was such a great catch and how lucky Shea was that had taken an interest in her. 

"I agree, he sounds like a true gentleman. I just don't understand how he has stayed single this long." Shea stated with a big smile.

As the men turned to speak on manly matters the lady leaned in and whispered to Shea, "He is a good man but from what I hear he has a twisted mind that leans more to the sexual deviant side."

Shea gave a bewildered look of disbelief to the woman as she gave details of some of the rumors running about. The act of shock was believable but in the back of her mind she knew that this was her hook. 

During the conversation Shea kept a watchful eye on Susie throughout. She knew now just how she was going to play Andrew and the moment had just presented itself. Susie had been playing her usual games with the waiters; finally she had found her prey and was moving in for the kill. Breaking the causal meeting between friends Shea asked Andrew if he would accompany her to the bar. Being polite he agreed and said his fair wells to the group. 

Once they were out of ear shot from them Shea confessed she didn't need a drink but wanted him to come see something that she thought he would like. Taking a familiar path through the hotel Shea lead Andrew down a dark hallway; moving quickly she found the room that she had watched Susie used to seduce the young waiter in the first night they met. Across the hall was an empty room pitch black and perfect for hiding. 

Andrew kept asking her what was going on but Shea only told him to be quiet and patient. As they stood there in the dark Shea could feel Andrew's hand graze across her ass then up onto her shoulder. For a refined gentleman he had some poor moves. 

A faint clicking sound came down the hall it had to be from Susie's heels. Suddenly a dim light came on in the room across from them revealing the piano, like clock work a second set of foot steps echoed down the hall this time heavier and more pronounced. 

From their vantage point Shea and Andrew could see a waiter turn and enter the room where the light emitted from. 

"Ok now we can move." Shea whispered. As they stepped out closer to the half closed door they could hear the sounds of passionate kissing. Andrew looked at Shea and asked in a soft voice, "What is going on? What are we looking for?"

Shea placed her finger to his lips and then pointed in the room. A blur of action flashed before them as Susie ran across the room landing against the piano just like she did the first night Shea watched her get fucked. As she leaned on the piano Susie purred loudly like a lioness gnashing her teeth and looking over her shoulder at her phantom lover. The waiter appeared off to the side as he made his way to the lusty woman. 

Grabbing her by the back of the head he spun her around and forced her down to her knees. Susie dropped down willingly as she hiked up her long dress allowing her knees to bend and legs to part. In her squat Susie's dress rode up high on her thighs exposing her long firm golden legs. Looking up with a wicked gleam in her eye Susie said, "Give it to me, give me that fucking cock. I have to taste it now or I'm going to scream."

With one hand holding her hair the waiter lowered the zipper of his slacks with the other. Reaching in he fished out his hard cock and pointed it straight at Susie's face. "Suck it; suck it all the way down. If you want to scream, scream with it deep down in your throat."

As soon as the words left his mouth Susie was busy inhaling his cock as deep as she could, her face was flush with excitement and her hands roamed all over his strong legs and ass. 

Thrusting her head foreword harder with each stroke Susie managed to take her lovers cock down all the way until her lips where lost behind his zipper. As she continued to face fuck his cock the young man unlatched his belt and button dropping his slacks to the floor. It wasn't long before he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up. 

Pushing her back onto the piano the young man positioned himself between Susie's legs. With a little help from her he lifted the dress up past her hips giving Shea and Andrew a perfect view of her open, wet, red, bald pussy. 

Andrew's eyes grew wide with desire as he looked upon his friend's wife preparing to fuck another man. The sight of her supple hot lips protruding out in anticipation was more than he could handle. A reflex took over his body as he started to stroke his own growing cock through his pants. Shea was not unaffected by the display herself, her nipples strained out against the ivory dress and she could feel he own pussy starting to get moist with desire.

As they admired Susie's naked womanhood the waiter lined up his cock and drove it in; half at first but the entire length on the second thrust. Susie gasped with pleasure as her lips were parted and stretched wide. The feeling of being stuffed so hard and complete early in the fuck just heightened her lust. 

Like a sailor on leave she started tell the young man how to fuck her pussy and fuck it good. As the tempo increased Susie pulled the straps of her dress down off her shoulders giving her lover unimpeded access to her round breasts. 

Wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on to his shoulder with one hand Susie guided the waiter's mouth to her erect nipples and told him to start sucking. As his mouth latched on to the rock hard buds Susie's head fell back in a sign of complete sexual bliss. The teasing of her nipple in his mouth only accentuated the sensation she was receiving from the pounding down below. 

Slurping sounds echoed in the room not from the young mans mouth but from Susie's pussy as it sucked in his rod each and every time he shoved it deep into the depths of her velvet walls. 

Andrew was now more turned on than ever; Shea could see the outline of his fully erect cock through his dark pants. His hand was moving down her shoulder and over her right breast rolling her hard nipple between his fingers. As they watched Shea whispered to him, "You like what you see?"

Nodding his head yes he never took his eyes off of the action playing out in front of them.

Shea began formulating a plan as she observed Andrew's reaction to the sex scene. He was wrapped around her finger now and she was going to milk him for all she could.

"Bit it; Bit that nipple you fucking stud you!" Susie groaned out as her orgasm streaked across the sky.

A cry of delight and satisfaction announced Susie's orgasm. The contractions torque her body so the waiter had to release her nipple. As she pulled away Shea and Andrew could see the pink bud stretch out taking her areola with it as it remained trapped between his teeth. Shudders of ecstasy rocked Susie until she had to push her lover away.

Stumbling back a few steps he regained his balance only to be knocked back even more as she leaped off the piano and consumed his rod back down her throat. Holding her head still with both hand the waiter began fucking Susie's mouth with the same speed and strength as he did her soaking pussy.

Shea was now over heating as they watched the frenzy of animalistic sex take place. Andrew was working her nipple hard and the jolts of pleasure shooting out from her breast ricocheted around inside her until it blasted out from her clit.

Andrew was close to cumming in his pants but maintained a control that kept him from wasting his seed. 

Gurgles of joy came out of Susie's mouth as her lover neared his release. Announcing his approaching moment he told Susie that he was going to feed her a big load of hot sweet jiz. 

Susie not wanting to miss any just looked up at him with a glee in her eyes. Grunting as his load splashed deep inside her mouth the waiter shook; Susie swallowed as fast as she could. 

A small rivulet streamed out of the corner of her mouth as the volume of his seed overwhelmed her ability to swallow. Like a wanton slut Susie just kept sucking on his cock until it finally faded off into a limp soft appendage. 

Shea quickly grabbed Andrew by the arm and pulled him back into the dark room behind them hiding from the objects of their voyeurism.

Seconds past as they heard the young man zip up his pants and scuffle off down the hallway shortly followed by the clicking of Susie's heels as she made her way back out to the ball.

Giggling Shea looked at Andrew and asked, "Did you like the show?"

"I can't believe I just witnessed Susie Stansfield fuck a waiter here right under her husbands nose." He replied.

"You get off on things like this don't you?" Shea asked.

Andrew replied, "You couldn't guess what gets me off."

"I bet if I wasn't here to keep you occupied you would have joined in and fucked her too. I know I would have." Shea said with a wicked smile.

Andrew just stood there stunned at what the beautiful woman by his side just said. "I would have loved to taste her wet pussy wouldn't you?" Shea stated.

Andrew struggled for words then said, "I would give anything to taste Susie's pussy but I couldn't do that to Mark."

Shea smiled and answered, "Well then you will just have to settle for the next best thing."

Andrew looked upon Shea with a lust in his eyes, "What do you have in mind?"

"I will get you Susie's pussy juice if you buy the Black onyx bracelet for me." She said as she started leading him down the hall.

"Dear I would buy you an island in Greece if you get that for me. How am I to know that is her pussy that you will be bringing me though." He said.

Stopping half way down the hall Shea leaned down and pulled up the hem of her dress. Reaching up under she stuck two fingers in her slick sweet hole and presented it to Andrew. "Here taste mine and when I come back compare the flavor of my pussy to the one you taste on my lips. If it is the same then I have failed you but if not then you can reward me with the bracelet"

Andrew sucked in Shea's fingers tasting the sweet nectar of her womanhood. Lingering for a moment he savored the taste of his beautiful acquaintance and then agreed to her request. The fact that he had just watched Susie get railed by a waiter and then have this goddess offer up her own honey for comparison was more than his naughty mind could have imagined.

As they reached the main hall Shea told him to go out and mingle and she would find him in a few minutes.

Andrew turned towards the ballroom looking over his shoulder at Shea the entire time as she turned towards the bathroom at the end of the hall.

Walking in Shea looked at the bottom of each stall making sure no-one was in there. As she had suspected Susie was freshening up her hair and makeup in the mirror on the other side of the room.

Locking the door behind her Shea made her way over to the mirror and stood next to Susie. Admiring her image in the mirror Shea commented generally, "This is a fabulous ball don't you think?"

Susie looked over in the mirror and said, "It is in deed. You look so familiar are you sure we haven't met before?"

Shea turned to her and gazed upon Susie's beauty. Just above the cut of her neckline resting proudly upon Susie's breast was a small droplet of white cum. It had fallen down on her chest just like before. 

"Oh dear you seam to have dropped a small amount of icing from the dessert on yourself." Shea said as she reached over with one finger and swiped it up off of Susie's golden flesh.

Licking it off her finger in a very provocative way Shea commented, "UMMM, that taste so sweet and delicious. Almost sinful." 

Susie's eyes widened at the sexual over tones of Shea's comment. "I bet you have more of that glorious stuff on you somewhere don't you." Shea said as she closed the gap between her and Susie.

Drawing even closer Shea leaned in and kissed Susie full on the lips allowing there soft tender flesh to linger upon each other. As they kissed Shea's hand grabbed Susie by the waist and pressed her against the counter. Susie overcome by Shea's forwardness was unable to speak. Going on the offensive Shea deepened the kiss allowing her tongue to caress Susie's lips until she opened them giving Shea access to her mouth. 




Freyja Inc. Ch. 11



Drawing all of the breath out of Susie Shea started to slide Susie's dress up her thighs until it was gathered in a wad around her waist exposing her well fucked pussy.

Susie still drunk with orgasm couldn't stop the goddess from taking her right there in the women's bathroom. With her ass firmly planted up in the counter Shea knelt down and slowly lovingly started to kiss along the edges of Susie's enflamed pussy. The tenderness of her touch told Susie that she was safe and that this was going to be very pleasurable. 

Kiss after kiss flowed into lick after lick until Shea was sucking on her wet hole savoring her juices. Susie's head was spinning as the auburn haired temptress licked up and down the length of her soft pedals. Swiping her tongue over Susie's clit caused her to jump slightly as the pleasure mounted.

Shea had become an expert at pleasing a woman and made sure to use all of her skills on Susie. After her first lesbian experience with Trish all Shea could think about was taking Susie for her own. Know in the bathroom of the Marks Hotel she had what she wanted; the sugary honey pot of Susan Stansfield nestled on her probing tongue quivering with joy.

Shea took her time sucking and licking Susie making sure to bring out the most intense feeling she could as she marched Susie down the path of woman on woman bliss. As Shea enjoyed her new found power over the social elite she took her time playing with Susie's dangling lips. Sucking each one between her lips she nibbled on them tingling Susie's soul to the core. As she did this she made sure to stretch the hot sensitive pedals out to their limits so Susie could experience a pleasure/pain sensation. Slipping a finger up inside Shea fingered Susie as she dined on her sex. 

When she finally introduced a second finger Susie was ready to explode. Reaching up to the soft ridge on the top of her inner walls Shea tapped on Susie's G spot repetitively unto she gave in to the fire growing inside her stomach.

A rush of warm nectar flooded Shea's mouth as Susie's body quaked; the orgasm Shea had been working for had arrived. Like a weak soul Susie collapsed on the counter gasping for breath that wasn't there. Her head was spinning and feeling light from the lack of oxygen as Shea manipulated her body to heights she hadn't reached in years. 

Shea finished Susie off leaving her helpless and oblivious to her surroundings. Once she took Susie to the Olympus of sexual gratification Shea left just as fast as she had arrived. Susie fell to her knees and panted for breath as her secrete lover walked out the door.

Making her way across the dance floor towards Andrew, Shea found him in deep conversation with the two men they both spoke with before about the items in the auction. Not waiting for him to acknowledge her presence Shea grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him deep and long allowing their tongues to dance a decadent waltz as she gave Andrew the nectar from Susie's pussy.

Once they broke the kiss Shea said with a vixen's grin, "As sweet as she is I still think mine tastes better. You live up to you end and you just might get to taste it again. This time the right way, and who knows your friends might get a chance as well." 

Jaws dropped and eyes popped as the words of Shea's comment registered with Andrew and his friends. Looks bounced back and forth between the three men measuring the consequences of the possible offer. Finally breaking the silence Thomas said, "Andrew if you don't take her up on this I will never do business with you again."

Stammering Andrew questioned Shea, "Are you saying that if we each buy something in this auction you would take each of us in turn?"

"No dear, not in turn. If each of you acquire an item of my choice from this auction for your own use or as a gift to anyone you choose then I will take each of you all at once."

Andrews dream, fantasy, dark twisted desire was to be involved in a sexual act were three or more men ravaged a wanton willing desirable woman. This offer just pierced his reality with the best chance of ever living out his fantasy.

After a few small jabs and quick words of encouragement by his friends reminiscent of teenagers at a boy girl party Andrew agreed along with his friends. Shea shook his hand and those of his friends as if a deal was formalized and said, "Good now lets find a good seat for this auction. I don't want to be stuck in the back like some poor on-looker."

Shea found the perfect spot just three rows from the front that had enough seats for her and her three suitors. Felix sat beside Andrew with her self positioned between Andrew and Thomas. The auctioneer began with some small updates to the list of items available before he brought out the first piece.

The action on the floor was slow as the first few items came and went without much interest. Finally a lovely necklace came out and Shea gave the guys a nod of approval. With in seconds all three were bidding against each other until Felix broke their will by going $20,000 dollars higher than the auctioneer asked. Thomas and Andrew looked at him with a quizzical stare as he grinned from ear to ear. 

"Felix what in the world possessed you to spend $65,000 on that trinket when you could get something just like that at Tiffany's for far less?" Thomas asked.

Glancing down at Shea's legs Felix said "I just think it was a wise investment." As Thomas and Andrew looked down where Felix's eyes were fixed they observed Shea had slipped the fabric of her dress over. The long slit up her dress allowed her to pull the silky material across her lap revealing her hungry pussy. The design carved out of her auburn pubic hair blazoned like a neon sign late at night announcing a vacancy at a cheap motel. 

"I just wanted to make sure I made reservations for tonight." He chuckled as Shea slowly covered her exposed womanhood.

The squirming and eagerness increased between Thomas and Andrew as each new item came up for bid. The anticipation of Shea's approval was driving them crazy with desire. 

A gilded antique hand mirror that once belonged to the Grand Duchess of Basque in Spain came up on the block receiving Shea's endorsement. Just as before Thomas and Andrew started one upping the other. When the item reached $50,000 a lady in the back of the room joined in the bidding causing Thomas and Andrew to pause.

"Well I guess she would like to join Felix and me for a party if you two don't have the balls to close the deal." Shea said in a wicked tone. The expression on the gentlemen's faces turned to astonishment as this beautiful woman so openly suggested a three way encounter with Felix and the unknown woman.

Before Andrew could respond Thomas offered $95,000 for the mirror sealing the deal as he gladly secured his place in the events to come. 

Stunned at the sudden increase on monetary offering Andrew looked over at Thomas to find out what made him bid so much money only to see Shea's hand stroking Thomas' ridged cock through his trousers. 

Looking at Andrew, Thomas grinned and shrugged his shoulders as if saying "A guys got to do what a guy has to do."

Clearly frustrated that his new companion was so freely flirting and enticing his friends Andrew asked Shea, "Are you for real or is this just a game? I mean if all three of us buy something you want you will take each of us on tonight?"

Shea replied, "Like I said before I don't want them for myself, I said they would make perfect gifts for a loved one or special friend. As far as taking each of you on as you put it; my word is like gold, worth every penny. And who said I was going to take each of you on, I will take all three of you at once if you follow the deal!"

Andrew sucked in a deep breath at the last comment; the realization that he had found a woman that was just as demented sexually as him self only fueled his desires that much more.

Item after item passed as Andrew waited for Shea to give him the sign to bid; the moment arrived when the painting by Pierre Puget was placed in front of the auctioneer. The bidding started slow with only Andrew raising him number. Shortly a few more small increases from other guest had brought the item up to $100,000. Andrew was pleased that he was still on top when Yanna's mark jumped in the fray. All other bidders stopped as Andrew and his arch rival went head to head. The amount was staggering for such a minor work but near the end Shea leaned in and spurred Andrew on.

"You know he is cute, I bet he would like being a part of the festivities later." She whispered.

Andrew being a wise and shroud business man knew that the painting was reaching its tipping point in value. Making one last ditch bid on the painting he announced a sum of $350,000. To his surprise and Shea's the man in back with Yanna hanging on his arm countered with a crushing $400,000 bid. Andrew couldn't go higher on his bid knowing the appraisal value would never be that much. 

Like a whipped dog he tucked his tail and relinquished the victory to the one man he despised the most. With a smile on her face Shea leaned in and said, "I told you we could increase the value of your painting tonight, the lady next to him owns an art gallery and I bet tomorrow you could get yours appraised for much more now that this one went for $400,000"

Andrew looked at Shea; then realized what she had been up to. She wanted to help him make money and stick it to his rival at the same time. As they talked quietly for a moment Shea noticed the final item she wanted him to bid on come up. 

The Black Onyx Bracelet that was featured in the program was now up for bid. This ancient work of art haled from the 8th century Byzantine era. The bracelet had more than just material value; the intrinsic value was well over $800,000. 

The bidding began with collectors firing bids in quicker than Andrew could register. In a short amount of time the high bid had reached $750,000. Shea leaned over and asked him softly, "Do you think living out your wildest fantasy is worth what it would take to win this item?"

Turning to her Andrew saw a gleam in her eye that informed him that she would do what ever he asked if he followed through with the pact they made earlier.

Jumping in the fray Andrew bid with reckless abandon in hopes to win the chance to fulfill a need he had harbored for many years.

Finally as the gavel struck announcing the winning bid Andrew secured his dream with a hefty 1.07 million dollar payout. 

With the final tally of bids Shea had secured 2.67 million dollars for the auction from her three suitors. Wesley announced to all of the girls that they had exceeded the contractual agreement with the charity group and would make a nice little profit for the evening. A job well done was passed along to all and a statement to enjoy the rest of the evening closed out their business for the night.

Like Danielle, Katrina, and Yanna; Shea had promised a night of sexual bliss in exchange for their marks participation in the auction. Each girl gradually left the ball with their new friend for a night a wild passion.

As Shea left the Grand Ballroom with a man on each arm and one in tow she asked the most important question, "So gentlemen who is up for a little kinky fun?"

Like an eager team of horny schoolboys all three chimed in that they were ready and willing. Andrew suggested that they go someplace more secluded but Shea informed them that it would be best if they took a room there at the hotel; that way no-one would suspect them of wicked deeds and each of them could slip off into the night when they were through.

Andrew agreed and registered for a room under an alias. The group gathered near the closed bar as he returned with the key. Shea explained that all of them going up together would draw too much attention so she suggested that she would go up first open the room and wait for each of them in turn.

As she disappeared into the elevator the guys quickly worked out who was going up next and made sure they knew the correct room number.

Andrew went up next agonizing at how slow the elevators was as the anticipation was showing rigidly through his trousers. The door to the room was cracked open when he arrived; slipping in the room was dimly lighted and in the far corner he could see Shea standing nude looking out the large open window taking in the skyline of Manhattan. 

Walking up quietly behind her Andrew witnessed Shea tenderly caressing her warm golden breasts expressing her excitement for the up coming session with her new lovers.

Kissing her neck Andrew slipped his hands over her breasts squeezing them sampling the soft hot flesh of his dream come true. The aroma of her sex was already starting to saturate the room as she turned to him and said, "I knew from the moment I meet you your cock would end up in me somehow!"

A stunned look flashed across his face as this goddess of lust confronted him along the lines of wanton sex. "Your mind is like mine. You want more than just sex; you sir want the decadent fruit of a wicked lustful carnal fuck!" Shea replied.

Quickly Shea dropped down into a squat spreading her legs wide exposing her hungry pussy. With feverish hands she released his trousers and yanked them down past his knees. Springing foreword a thick fleshy rod bounced in front of her face dancing just centimeters away from her open mouth. 

Without using her hands she slowly licked up and down the length of his cock allowing the heat of her breath and warmth of her tongue to bath his manhood from base to tip. As she took the enlarged head of his dick into her mouth the door opened wide as Felix and Thomas raced in eager to join the action.

"Hey you started without us that isn't fair!" Shea heard from the doorway. 

Without releasing Andrews cock from her sucking mouth she motioned the other two to come join them. Franticly both men started tugging and pulling at their tux in an attempt to release their swelling cocks as fast as they could.

Like a naughty slut Shea sucked and stroked each cock in turn making sure each one had the attention they rightfully deserved. The guys marveled at her skill and made comments about how deep she could take their stiff rods into her throat. At one point Felix had to back away before he lost his load earlier than he wanted.

Shea finally broke free from Thomas' pulsating head and announced that she needed to feel a cock deep inside her before she exploded.

Moving onto the bed Shea looked back at her lovers as they stripped free of their clothing. 

Working the situation Shea asked each man which hole they wanted first. With the pecking order finalized she instructed Felix to stand at the foot of the bed with Andrew lying across the bed on his back.

Straddling Andrew, Shea slowly sensually lowed herself down upon his throbbing cock. Taking just a few inches at a time she teasingly worked her way down until her bald pubis was pressed firmly against the base of his thick meat.

Leaning foreword and tilting her pelvis Shea told Thomas to take her from behind. Not hesitating Thomas jumped up on the bed and lubed up his long shaft with saliva, making sure he was the consummate gentleman her spit on her asshole and rubbed it in with his index finger stretching her backdoor slightly so he wouldn't hurt her.

Applying constant pressure and steady balance Thomas slipped past her ringed muscle inside her warm tight pucker. Slowly yet strongly he worked his cock deep inside Shea's ass until he was as deep as he could go.

Andrew could feel Shea's walls tighten around his thick rod as Thomas stretcher her lower regions giving both men and Shea a pleasurable sensation. Like skilled craftsmen both men started to thrust into Shea cramming her full of cock and driving her down the long road of sexual bliss. 

Felix took his signal and eagerly feed Shea his aching member sinking the head of it deep into her throat. 

As the frenzy of lust rose to new heights Shea started bucking back and forth like a wild animal driving the three cocks as deep as she could. Her motions left the men helpless in action unable to keep up with her pace. Standing, lying, and kneeling still they allowed her to fuck them instead of them fucking her.

With a shudder and gasp Shea came hard clinching down all of her muscles squeezing each cock in its respective orifice. 

Falling over dislodging the pikes of flesh from her body Shea weakly told the men it was time to change places. Thomas jumped on the bed and said he was taking her pussy, Felix claimed her ass, and Andrew slowly stood so he could once again savor the oral skills of his new found sex toy.

Felix laid down with his rod pointing due north as Shea crawled over the top of him. Taking his fuck tool up her ass Shea leaned back resting on his stomach facing his feet. Thomas quickly jumped between her legs and lined up his shaft driving it deep with one hard thrust impaling her on both members just as before. As the two men found a rhythm Andrew moved to the side dangling his dick across Shea's tender lips allowing her to savor the flavor of her juices on the tip of his swollen head.

As before the sexual creature the men had mounted took over and soon was thrashing about like a wild animal unable to get enough of the flesh she so desired.

Shea could feel the familiar pulsating of the hard cocks as the men came dangerously close to losing their seed deep in her body. Her orgasm was too close to stop but she knew if she didn't they would lose it before she could complete the circle. Grabbing Andrew's hand Shea placed it on her left breast and guided his fingers to her nipple. Without releasing his cock from her contracting throat she instructed him to pinch her nipples by squeezing his fingers against those enflamed red buds with hers. The sharp jolts of pleasure, the electric delight did the trick sending her over the edge into a convulsive twitching orgasm. The moan deep in her throat caused Andrews balls to draw up tight and present a small amount of precum to baste her tongue.

That was the signal to switch; each guy would have to go it alone now if she wanted to savor their orgasm.

Instructing them of her plan Shea ordered Thomas to approach her first. The only hole he hadn't fuck yet in the circle was her mouth, this was going to be his unloading point. Making him stand in the middle of the room Shea lowered herself down onto her knees and slowly wickedly started to lick and suck his balls until they gathered up tight against the base of his cock. 

Sampling her pussy on his dick like a lollypop Shea made a scene of the act giving everyone a show ripped from a porno. At one point Shea had the full length of his member so deep into her throat she could slip her tongue out and tickle his balls at the same time. 

The moans and grunts escaping her slurping mouth only added to the sheer wickedness of the act. Thomas was clutching her head trying to fight back his orgasm as Shea used her expert skills to break his will. Blast after blast hit the back of her throat as Thomas released his control of his orgasm. The warm nectar fanned the flames of Shea's lust as the first of her lovers gave in to her naughty ways.

Making sure Thomas was finished Shea sucked his fleshy rod until it shrank back to its flaccid state. The care and gentleness of her tongue and lips bathed his soft cock and balls cleaning him of any and all juices that collected on him during the course of the sexual reward that evening.

With a small amount of cum dangling from the corner of her mouth Shea looked at Felix and said, "Your turn stud, my pussy is throbbing and I need that magnificent cock of your inside it now!" 

Like a champion gladiator Felix stood proud and strong at her statement, Shea knew just how to work a man's ego and Felix was eager to be worked.




Freyja Inc. Ch. 11



Throwing him down on the bed Shea jumped upon him like a jungle cat and mounted his proud cock in seconds. Felix was thrusting with all of his might as Shea slammed down meeting each rise of his hips. The sound of their flesh slapping together echoed throughout the room letting everyone know the pure force her pussy was taking. 

From their vantage point Thomas and Andrew could see Felix's cock appear and disappear deep into Shea's stretched out tunnel. A sheen of light glistened off his balls as Shea's love honey coated him from tip to base. 

Arching her back changing the angle forced Felix deeper even still allowing the head of his cock to press against her trigger. The orgasm that ensued engulfed both of them resulting in Felix gripping her ass so hard it left finger prints. Grunting like a construction worker lifting a heavy load Felix pumped ribbon after ribbon of creamy white lava into Shea. The heat from his seed coated her walls giving her a tingle so strong she double downed on her first orgasm.

Like Thomas before Shea made sure that he was empty of all he could offer before she released him from her sucking hole. Once she was content that he couldn't offer her anymore; Shea dismounted and tenderly started to clean his cock and package with her tongue and lips making sure he was as clean as he was when he arrived to the little sex party.

Finally it was Andrews turn; Shea crawled to the edge of the bed and purred like a cat licking the back of her hand and playfully acted as if she was cleaning herself.

"You sir get my ass, take it anyway you like because this is you fantasy! I promises, if you do it right there will be an encore performance in the future!" Shea purred with the most lustful look any woman gave a man.

Andrew asserting his right to take Shea walked up to the edge of the bed presenting his bouncing cock to her. "Suck it you devilish slut and get it good a slick!" he pronounced.

As Shea willingly sucked the entire length of his cock into her throat Andrew leaned over her body and started rubbing his own spit into her ass. First one finger then two slipped deep into Shea's backside. Wiggling her hips as his fingers plunged into the depths of her dark tunnel Shea made loud slurping sounds to add to the depravity of the act. 

With his cock good and slick Andrew spun Shea around flipping her over on her back. Lifting her legs up over his shoulders he lined the bulbous head of his thick rod with the reddish pink opening of her stretched out ass.

With a smooth thrust he popped in to Shea forcing her backside to stretch wide. The sudden intrusion caused Shea to flinch and sharply suck in a deep breath. Soon the twinge of pain was replaced with a warm tingle that melted into a guilty pleasure. 

As Shea lay on her back receiving the primal thrust of a horny man she began to trace her fingers around the outer edge of her pussy. The circular motions of her fingers culminated on the little pink bud located atop the honey hole the men enjoyed so much.

Each pump into her ass caused the little bud to swell then fall like a heart beat. Shea's fingers tapped the nub each time it grew sending waves of joy throughout her body. Her head was swimming and her thoughts were rapidly becoming increasingly cloudy. It wasn't long before she had no control over her own body as the need for orgasm claimed the operational helm of her mind.

Felix and Thomas watched as Andrew split Shea in two. His cock stroked in and out of her ass like a piston in a muscle car from the sixties. Andrew was sweating so profusely droplets would land on Shea mixing with her juices culminating in a musky scent of animal lust.

Shea's legs had dropped off of Andrew's shoulders wrapping around his waste. From the vantage point the other two men had it looked as if Shea was pulling Andrew into her ass with her legs as they locked behind his back.

With the levels of pleasure rising in Shea's backside, her orgasm was imperative. As Andrew slammed in with all his might Shea was thrown over the cliff of euphoric restraint. A scream with no sound came forth from her gapping jaws while every muscle in her body locked up in a whole body contraction.

Andrew was unable to move as Shea's legs held him firmly imbedded in her ass. The ringed muscles of her dark tunnel squeezed and milked Andrew like a suction machine at a dairy. The life seed was literally being pulled from his swollen balls by the orgasm Shea was experiencing.

Unable to resist Andrew too was soon falling over the edge of orgasm dumping what felt like ten lifetimes worth of cum into Shea's tight tunnel. The heat from his pasty blast coated the walls sending Shea into a second convulsion almost ripping his member from its base. 

The two of them ridged as statues stayed motionless for what seamed hours to them as the force of their electric discharge slowly decreased intensity. 

As the two gradually regained awareness of their surroundings; applauds from their fellow partners broke the trance of orgasmic lust.

Collapsing on top of Shea Andrew hoarsely grunted, "God that was amazing! Are you sure you're real?"

Shea in a weak but smoky tone replied, "I am and you will get this again."

As the afterglow of their tryst diminished Shea's thinking started to clear up enough to plan her exit. With Andrew lying on the bed and both Thomas and Felix sitting in large wingback chairs she slowly stood up and said she needed to freshen up. 

Leaning in to kiss each one on the cheek she thanked them for a most interesting and wonderful evening. Like most sexually satisfied men they received the peck on the cheek and thanked her also with a playful smack of the ass.

Walking towards the bathroom Shea listened as the three men started recapping the events of the fornication. Each one bragging on how awesome it was to find a girl like her and what they would do with her in the future if they ever ran across her again.

Shea knew it was time to disappear, and as she had planned she quickly grabbed her dress and heels from the counter in the bathroom and slipped out the door without them noticing.

At this time of night very few if any people would be stirring about the hotel and as bold and daring as Shea had become she didn't even attempt to put her dress back on. Strolling down the hall in the buff, hair fallen and disheveled, white rivulets of cum running down her inner thighs Shea made her way to the elevator and up to the penthouse. 

At one point she even stopped in front of a security camera and blew a kiss to the poor night watchman on the other side.

As the elevator door opened to the main entrance of the penthouse Shea felt good about her work tonight and was looking foreword to chatting with the girls about their night of fun as well.