0 comments/ 29407 views/ 5 favorites The Bi-Product Ch. 01 By: JacksonBentley Jana was semi-conscious now. She could feel the warmth of the mid-morning sun washing across her face from the windows behind her as she lay in the soft bed with her eyes closed. But the sun wasn't the only source of the warmth she felt. Jana was fully aroused and she could feel the warm flesh of someone's face between her thighs as a tongue and lips licked and sucked her clit prodding her toward orgasm as she slowly struggled toward full consciousness. As Jana looked down with sleepy half open eyes she could see the lustrous brown hair of the woman between her legs. It felt so good, Jana thought; as she unconsciously reached down to push the head down into her wet pussy, raising her ass to meet the tongue that was bringing her to orgasm. The woman's tongue and lips were sucking and licking harder now that she felt Jana's hand on her head and Jana exploded as she wrapped her thighs around the woman's head, thrashing up and down as she extracted every ounce of throbbing ecstasy from her swollen cunt. Jana was still enjoying the afterglow of her intense orgasm as the brown haired woman now moved up and lay close to Jana's side, their bare flesh warming each other's bodies. Jana felt their breasts press against one another as the woman leaned forward and kissed her tenderly, slipping her tongue past Jana's lips as Jana kissed her back, tasting the musky sweetness of her own pussy in the woman's mouth. As the woman leaned back and rested on her elbow, Jana could see for the first time that she was a remarkable beauty, with wide eyes and pixie nose like Jana's own and with a light golden tan; the medium cut brown hair was shoulder length and was absolutely luminous and matched the v-shaped patch between her legs. The woman's breasts were large, but well-proportioned to her sculpted body. "Nice to have you back among the living sweetie," said the familiar voice. Jana was startled to hear Sophie's voice coming from this unfamiliar face. "Yes, it's me," said Sophie. "Guess you don't recognize Sophie 2.0, huh? I've been busy for the last two weeks, while you have been getting your beauty sleep." As Jana tried to speak, she could feel the soreness in her throat and the words would not come out. "Oh, sweeties," said Sophie sympathetically, "take it slow. Don't try to say too much, too fast. You've had some throat surgery and it is still healing. After 24 straight hours with the boys, Dr. Contreras had to do a little repair work on your throat." "How long have I..." Jana tried to say hoarsely. "You have been out for two weeks," said Sophie, anticipating Jana's question. "While you were out Dr. Contreras and his staff tended to you and completed the plastic surgery that you all had talked about. You've got a nice pert little ass now, if I do say so myself, and he has finished sculpting you into a goddess. Just like me!" Sophie stood and turned around slowly so Jana could get a good look. Sophie's new body was truly remarkable, Jana thought. Gone were the bulbous breasts, the pasty white flesh and the multi-colored Goth hairdo. Also gone, Jana remembered, was the stud in Sophie's tongue. She might miss that, Jana thought to herself selfishly. "Deirdre. Where is..." Jana started to say again, as the words came out with difficulty. "Deirdre? Deirdre is in the conference room. She is probably on the phone. I don't think she has been off it in the last two weeks. Too much to do...You have no idea how hot a commodity you are right now. You're the hottest thing to hit the internet in forever...but anyway," Sophie paused briefly, "Deirdre will join us a little later. She is dying to see you. You've been with Dr. Contreras' for two weeks and neither of us has really been able to see you while you were recuperating. Doctor's orders! They just moved you back over to your room this morning." concluded Sophie. Sophie extended her hands and said, "Let's get you up and in the shower. Let me help you. You may be a little wobbly on your feet." Jana took Sophie's hands as she slowly stood. With arms around each others waists, they walked slowly to the bathroom. Sophie joined Jana in the shower and washed each of their hair and soaped and washed Jana from head to toe and then herself. As they stood under the warm water rinsing, Sophie wrapped her arms around Jana and drew her close, kissing her passionately, as their tongues ardently explored each others mouths. Jana's mind and body were finally beginning to fully awake from her two week long codeine induced haze. As Sophie dried Jana's body with the soft towel, she could still faintly see the bruising from Dr. Contreras' surgery. Although they had been giving Jana time in the suntan machine, it couldn't replicate the healing rays of the actual desert sun. We'll get to that this afternoon, Sophie thought to herself. "Let's get you something to eat. I'll bet you are ravenous after two weeks of being fed intravenously and spoon fed liquids," said Sophie as she took Jana's hand and led her out the door and down to the kitchen. As they padded down the hallway, Jana didn't give a second thought to the fact that she was buck naked as she and the equally naked and beautiful Sophie passed several of the ranch staff as they headed to the kitchen. The men's bulging pants attested to their spectacular beauty. After breakfast, the beauties headed for the pool, where they sunned themselves for a couple of hours, in between dips in the cool water and some heavy petting in the deep end of the pool. The cold water furthered Jana's ascent from the haze of the last two weeks. She was beginning to remember the endless parade of huge black cocks that penetrated every orifice of her body over and over again. As she lay on the chaise soaking in the rays of the hot desert sun, Jana relived the events of the night in the tent in her mind. The memories disgusted, frightened, excited and aroused Jana...all at the same time. What has happened to me, thought Jana, as she could feel the juices dripping from her wet and engorged pussy running down each of her thighs as she lay motionless in the hot sun remembering the huge black cocks on which she had been impaled. Jana's reverie was interrupted as Sophie sat next to her on the chaise with a bottle of massage oil. Sophie and Jana oiled each others bodies and traded turns giving each other massages. Once it was Sophie's turn, she lay on the chaise as Jana kneaded her flesh with her slender fingers. "You were having a really intense dream when I came in this morning. I knew just what you needed, after two weeks alone in the clinic...Was it my tongue and lips you were dreaming about?" asked Sophie hopefully as she lay on her stomach with her eyes closed. "Of course," said Jana lying, as she leaned over and kissed, sucked and nibbled Sophie's ear lobe. Jana thought hard for a moment. She was ashamed to lie to Sophie, for whom she had come to care deeply, and who she knew cared deeply for her. But Jana longed to smell and feel Deirdre's pussy in her mouth again and she in Deirdre's. Jana started to get even wetter just thinking about Deirdre's long raven black hair cascading over her stomach and her tongue lashing the wetness of her pussy. Occasionally Jana's mind kept flashing back to the tent, but the whole experience was a blur, a dark dream. It was something that subconsciously Jana's mind just didn't want to remember, couldn't process. Jana's thoughts always returned to Deirdre, to her soft warm body and to her relentlessly exploring and penetrating tongue. ---------- "Did Tom share the numbers with you," Deirdre asked as she spoke into the speaker phone. "Yes," said Richard's voice back from the phone. "The numbers have been unbelievable. We've never had a product have this much impact...and so quickly. We already have preorders backing up from adult shops for the new line of Jana products and the online video is still showing no sign of slowing down. And the DVD's are flying off the shelves, both to our wholesale channels and to our own online retail customers." "We should be ready to hit the road in another two, maybe three weeks with Jana's personal appearance tour. Will the new retail line be hitting the pipeline by then?" asked Deirdre. "You may want to back that up one or two extra weeks. We still have to get the new products through customs and you know how that can be, even with incentives for the customs agents," said Richard. "Well, I guess we can schedule some really personal, personal appearances for a couple of weeks then," said Deirdre smiling to herself. "That could actually work out quit well, getting her used to the next phase gradually, sans the hooting crowds." "Schedule and reschedule as you think is prudent. Just remember, the Vegas, Miami and New York dates are set in stone, and they coincide with some of the very personal type appearances you are talking about, but with really important (and dare I say) really well paying customers," reminded Richard. "OK, well I have to go. I can hear Sophie and I can see Jana on the monitor. She is finally up and around, so I need to spend some quality time with her and test the waters and see how much work it is going to be to get her ready for her tour. Call me tonight when you get back from the prison in Lancaster," concluded Deirdre. "I'm not going to Lancaster today," said Richard. "I thought you were..." said Deirdre as Richard interrupted. "It has become a little more complicated than I thought. It is going to take a little longer than we planned. Besides, I think you will be pleasantly surprised," said Richard mysteriously as he hung up. ---------- Yes, it would take longer, but the outcome he desired would almost be guaranteed now, Richard convinced himself. He just needed to be patient for just a little longer. And besides, it wasn't as though his patience wouldn't be rewarded in many new and enjoyable ways. Richard looked up at the clock on the wall and it was a little after two. "What time is my next client expected to arrive?" Richard asked his assistant on the phone as she responded back to him. "OK, then," responded Richard, "I don't want to be disturbed for the next hour and a half. I need to prepare for the next meeting." Richard opened the three inch thick folder on his desk. On the front it said "The State of California vs Martin Fields" and Richard began the lengthy process of sifting through the pages, looking for every reference to the woman he was about to meet for the first time. While in jail awaiting trial, Martin had confided everything to his attorney, or at least Richard thought so. Richard knew more about Martin than his own wife, of that he was absolutely certain. Richard remembered that he had been stunned at the sentencing hearing the day after he returned from Arizona, after meeting with Martin's sons (and they with their mother, he thought wickedly), when Martin asked him earnestly to take care of his wife. Richard assured Martin that she was being very well looked after and had taken to the new job he had gotten for her, like a duck to water. She would be able to support herself, Richard assured him. "No, not Jane," said Martin quietly. "I'm talking about Deborah, my...my other wife." He was speechless, stunned, at that point Richard had thought he knew everything about Martin there was to know. Richard knew Martin had carried on affairs with other women over the years, including this one. And he certainly knew that the good preacher liked to be punished severely for his wickedness, Deirdre could attest to that. But Richard was not ready for this newest revelation. Not only did Martin have another wife secretly, who lived 60 miles east of Lancaster in an even more desolate desert location, but he had a daughter as well. A daughter Martin emphasized that he loved dearly and wanted to make sure was well cared for. As Martin had talked to Richard he was depressed and turning introspective. He told Richard that his daughter was the only thing in his life that he hadn't ruined. She was good and pure. Martin's daughter was an unspoiled virgin who had been shielded from the corrupt world and had been educated in an all girl's Christian school. Richard knew now, that it would actually be this daughter, not Jana or the other wife, who would provide the key to his and Deirdre's ultimate revenge on Martin. Of this, Richard was now absolutely convinced. Martin had been maintaining two families. No wonder he had been embezzling funds for years, Richard thought, in order to support them both. Had Richard not surreptitiously syphoned off even more money to spur Martin's arrest, the church probably would never have discovered it. As Richard sat and pondered his next step, the phone rang. "Yes, show her right in," said Richard. "Deborah Larsen to see you," said Richard's assistant, her voice trailing off as the woman pushed past her, causing the assistant to back into the door. Richard's assistant gave him the raised eyebrow as she closed the door behind her. "I believe you know who I am and why I am here, so let's get right to the point. Martin is the father of my daughter and he has been supporting her since she was born. Now that he is in prison, the support has stopped. I know he embezzled a lot of money from what was reported in the newspapers and on TV, certainly more than the bastard ever gave me for his daughter!" Deborah said angrily before continuing, "I want it all and I want it all now!" Richard sat there shocked at the woman's aggressive demeanor, and he decided to let her talk herself out. I can see why Martin kept this wife a secret, thought Richard bemusedly. "...Or I am going to the authorities and the newspapers...and the TV! Let's see how Martin likes the rest of his holier than thou reputation being dragged through the gutter along with his Brady Bunch family!" Richard looked at the woman intently, taking her all in. She was nothing like Jane, not even like Jana. She was very tall and looked every inch like the exotic dancer that she obviously was, a real Amazon. Everything about her was exaggerated. The long legs, the round hips, the over-sized breasts that were far too large for her frame, as well as the gobs of makeup and puffy blow dried bleached blond hair. "Please sit down Ms. Larsen. May I call you Deborah? I'm pleased to meet you," said Richard trying to appear unfazed. "As Mr. Field's attorney, I can assure you that it is his desire to make sure you and your daughter are well taken care of, please have a seat." "And," Deborah sneered, in response as she sat down across from him. "As you know, Martin's funds are not, shall we say...liquid," said Richard calmly, "and cannot be easily accessed, without raising suspicions." Richard was winging it now. He had been expecting another demur little church mouse, not this. As Richard's mind raced, he continued. "While Martin's funds are not immediately accessible, I would like to offer you a couple of thousand dollars myself, as a gesture of good faith, until we can get this sorted out." "And what do I have to do for that?" said Deborah, suspiciously. "Nothing, nothing at all," said Richard, thinking to himself that he wouldn't fuck her with Martin's dick. "I just need a little more time to make appropriate arrangements for you. In a matter of days, I'm sure this will all work out and you'll be looking back at this conversation wishing you hadn't made such a big fuss," said Richard smiling to himself at his hidden meaning, as a plan began to form in his head. "I need more than two thousand. Now! My daughter's tuition and board are due and I am already a month behind. I need five thousand," said Deborah adamantly. "I see," said Richard. "What kind of school does your daughter attend?" asked Richard, stalling while he thought things through. "Rebekah goes to Christian school. She is a good girl. She needs to stay in school and not be exposed to the scum around me," said Deborah forcefully as she reached into her purse for a photo of her daughter. "See, she is nothing like me. She looks like I did...before I met Martin." As Richard looked at the photo his eyes widened. Staring back at him was a willowy teenager with long curly blond hair and sky blue eyes with long legs and quickly developing breasts. "Rebekah will be eighteen soon. She will be starting college in the fall at Liberty University. She got a full scholarship. She is really smart...and good," said Deborah proudly. "I'm sure she is," said Richard as he continued to look at the photo, occasionally glancing up to compare her to her mother, who noticed Richard appraising she and the photo. "She looks nothing like me now...and IS nothing like me. Thank God. She is a good girl and I love her. She needs to have a chance and not end up like me. I don't want some man doing to her, what Martin did to me," said Deborah with teary, but hateful fire in her eyes. "Nonsense, she looks just like her mother," said Richard almost to himself. Looking up, Richard said, "Now let's get you that check for five thousand and I will be in touch within a matter of days and you won't believe how quickly this will take care of itself." Richard handed Deborah the check as she rose from her chair to leave. "Remember, I'll be calling you very soon and no one needs to be the wiser about your relationship with Martin. You just need to be patient for just a little longer. If word leaks out, the deal is off," concluded Richard as she left the office. Deborah was self-satisfied that she had shown the big time lawyer a thing or two, as she strode quickly through Richard's outer office and made her way to the elevator. The Bi-Product Ch. 02 Jana stirred as she felt the soft lips caressing her own. As the moist tongue moved across her lips she opened her mouth to meet it with her own. She didn't need to open her eyes; she could feel the long black hair tickling her shoulders. Jana and Deirdre kissed passionately for what seemed like minutes as Deirdre slipped down on the bed next to her. As she did, Deirdre released the sash on her silk robe, so that their bodies could feel each other's warm flesh. Jana wrapped her arms and legs around Deirdre's body and continued to kiss and explore Deirdre's mouth for several more minutes. Deirdre's finger quickly found Jana's hot spot and set her on fire. Jana was surprised how quickly she was aroused. "Do you like your new tight little pussy Kitten?" Deirdre asked in a low sultry voice. "We made it all new, just for you," said Deirdre as she licked Jana's ear now. "What do you mean?" said Jana, still struggling with her voice. "While you were playing Sleeping Beauty Dr. Contreras gave you the tight new pussy that he talked to you about and did a little work on your clit as well. As you can see, it is far more responsive now. Isn't it Kitten?" said Deirdre as she gave it a long stroke with her index finger causing Jana's ass to raise completely off the bed to meet it. "Yes," said Jana breathlessly, secretly wanting it to be Deirdre's tongue instead of her finger. "OK, enough play for now. It is time to get up, Sleeping Beauty. It is almost dinner time. Why don't you shower and join Sophie and I on the patio for dinner. It is gorgeous outside this time of year in the desert. And wear your birthday suit, and Sophie and I will too," said Deirdre as she kissed Jana on the lips again. "Let's give the ranch staff a treat, especially since they have gone to so much trouble to prepare a wonderful meal for your return to the living," concluded Deirdre smiling. Deirdre gave Jana one more kiss and was half way through the door when she said, "I'll see you on the patio in half an hour." As Jana showered, she allowed her own finger to find her new pussy and as the warm water flowed over her, she marveled at how quickly she came. Her clit had never been so sensitive before, Jana thought. ---------- Jana, Deirdre and Sophie dined on the patio as the ranch staff pulled out all the stops to entertain them as though they were in a fine restaurant. There was Champagne with the appetizer, white wine with the seafood course and a big, full-bodied Cabernet with the rack of lamb, and finally an exquisite Sauternes with the rich chocolate dessert. When they finished the last of the Sauternes none of the women were feeling any pain. Deirdre rang the bell next to her on the table and all of the staff, including the cooks and other kitchen help came out to accept the women's congratulations on a great dinner and to receive their thanks. As they did, Deirdre leaned over to whisper mischievously to Jana and Sophie, "Let's give them a little show, to show how much we appreciate them. They worked so hard." Deirdre had Jana's hand now and Sophie her other. Jana was pleasantly numb from all the wine and didn't protest as Deirdre and Sophie led her to the over-sized round chaise next to the burning fireplace in the corner of the patio. As Deirdre and Sophie maneuvered Jana to the center of the chaise, they crawled toward her like feline predators stalking their prey from opposite corners of the expansive chaise. Deirdre and Sophie took turns kissing Jana deeply and sucking her tits, their fingers alternated stroking her now super sensitive clit causing her ass to thrash into the air with each stroke. As Deirdre and Sophie stoked Jana's inner fire the staff congregated close around the chaise taking the scene in wide eyed and enthralled by the beautiful women entertaining them. All three women were completely aroused now and succumbing to their animal needs. As Jana and Deirdre switched positions and found each other's pussies, Sophie tongued both Deirdre and Jana's asses before straddling them on all fours and finger fucking herself, with legs spread wide to give the staff an unobstructed view of her wet pussy and quivering asshole. The show continued until each of the women had shared one another and brought each other off, much to the entertainment of their captivated audience. As the three women lay back, wrapped in each other's arms with their sweaty bodies intertwined the staff gave them a quiet round of applause before moving off and returning to their work. After the staff left, Deirdre leaned over and kissed Jana tenderly again, squeezing Sophie's breast softly as she did so. Deirdre took both of them by the hand and led them back inside and down the hallway to the game room. The soft music was already playing and the candles washed the room with soft flickering light. The bed was rotating slowly as Deirdre led Jana and Sophie to the center of the satin sheets. The women would continue to make passionate love to one another for the next several hours, exploring each others most private places with their tongues, fingers and the toys that Deirdre retrieved from the night stand. They would occasionally doze off, only to begin again. Eventually, exhausted, they all fell asleep in each other's arms. Deirdre was the first to wake. As she lay on the slowly rotating bed she looked at the overhead mirror and marveled at the beauty of the two women on either side of her. Deirdre took in Sophie's luscious brown hair and the golden tan on her toned and sculpted body, and Jana's equally exquisite body with the scarlet hair and deep bronze tan and lush freckled skin. Deirdre also engaged in a bit of self-appraisal gazing at the creamy white flesh of her own flawless body, which had served her so well, as it contrasted with her tanned creations. Yes, she thought to herself, these sculpted goddesses had been created in her own image and would continue so satisfy her lust as well as that of her customers and whoever else she desired them to. Deirdre reached down with each of her hands and slowly stroked Jana and Sophie's new improved pussies and quickly brought both of them off as they awoke. "Good morning my darlings," said Deirdre softly, "are you ready for today's adventures?" The women showered together and breakfasted together, engaging in girl talk the entire time, with not a word about business. After breakfast Deirdre was off to the conference room and the phone and Jana and Sophie were left to enjoy the sun by the pool and take a walk around the ranch. As they strolled naked around the vast desolate property they felt completely carefree. They knew that the ranch house staff and the other ranch hands were watching them closely, but they were enjoying the attention, proud to show off their gorgeous new bodies. The three women lunched together on the patio and then Deirdre returned to the conference room and Jana and Sophie returned to the pool to sunbath and swim. Later in the afternoon Sophie introduced Jana to the exercise room and helped Jana learn how to use the equipment so she could further tone her body and increase her flexibility and build her strength. Dinner was on the patio again, and again was followed by a night of lovemaking on the circular bed in the game room until the three women expired, exhausted in each other's arms. This pattern would repeat itself for the next several days as Jana regained her strength, with the women spending girl time together each day and exhausting one another in bed each night. Slowly Jana's voice was returning and the pain was receding from her throat. Jana noticed, however, that her voice was now a little deeper than it had been before and had taken on a darker tone. Jana no longer recognized her own voice, which had been higher pitched and almost adolescent in its shy girlishness prior to the surgery. Now her voice was that of a sultry temptress. ---------- Richard arrived early at the law offices. Richard's meeting with Deborah a few days earlier was still bothering him and her repeated calls to his office had convinced him that something would have to be done. He had been blindsided and it bothered him. Richard liked being in control and being a step ahead of everyone around him and he was way behind the power curve on this one. Richard completely reread Martin's file several times over the last few days and on the rereads things started to come into perspective, a new perspective. He had told Deborah that her daughter looked like her mother. What he didn't say was that the mother she looked like was several hundred miles away and would no longer be mistaken as a more mature version of Rebekah. Richard decided to proceed cautiously and be absolutely sure of himself this time. He would not let himself be blindsided or surprised again. Richard had made a call on his way into the office today and had the law firm's investigator checking with his sources enforcement and elsewhere to find out as much as he could about Deborah and her daughter Rebekah, as well as following up on some of the information from Martin's file by driving out to the high desert. By mid-morning Richard should have a better picture of things and know if his suspicions were true. As Richard waited for confirmation from the investigator he proceeded with making the plans that he knew would be necessary in any event. He couldn't afford to have Deborah become a loose cannon. Deborah would have to be dealt with and dealt with quickly, before she succumbed to the temptation to stir the pot. There was too much at stake, too much exposure to have her shooting off her big mouth. "When is Mr. Villarreal scheduled for his next appointment," Richard asked his assistant on the phone. "A week from tomorrow," was the reply. "Something has come up and I'm going to need to see him sooner. Could you make a call and see if he is available this afternoon? Perhaps we could meet for lunch. Let him know that there is a business opportunity that came up in a discussion with one of my other clients that I would like to discuss with him. Find out where he would like to dine and make a reservation. Get back to me when you have things firmed up. Thank you Ms. Ames," said Richard as he hung up. As Richard hung up, his private line rang and it was the investigator. That had been quick, he thought to himself. County records had confirmed that Deborah and Martin were listed on Rebekah's birth certificate as father and mother, but not apparently legally married. More significantly, Rebekah's place of birth was listed as the same small remote Mohave Desert town in which Jane had her miscarriage. Further checking of Martin's credit card records and the church's archive of old newsletters in their reading room had revealed that Rebekah's date of birth coincided with the dates of the fateful church retreat years ago. The investigator was quick to pick up on the connection himself, after driving to the church in Lancaster, and also verified that Deborah was incapable of bearing a child and had been to several fertility clinics in the three years before Rebekah's birth. He also verified that Deborah had been a much different woman then, a devout church goer and had, in fact, been a member of the congregation at Martin's previous church assignment and had worked in town as a nurse for one of the local doctors. Richard was starting to fill in the blanks. He wasn't quite sure how all the pieces fit together yet, but he was certain that Martin and Deborah had conspired to get the very pregnant Jane away to the remote desert town and the small motel so that they could induce labor and take Jane's baby from her. Richard wasn't sure why, but he was virtually certain that is what had happened. ---------- Giovanni's parking lot on Van Nuys Boulevard was mostly empty as Richard pulled in. It was 1:30 and most of the lunch crowd had already departed. Richard could see why Villarreal had chosen this restaurant; it was dark inside, even at lunchtime. Villarreal was in a booth in the back corner. There were two booths with four men each on both side of him, and another table of four men directly in front of him. It was apparent from the way they sized Richard up as he approached them that they were Villarreal's men. They were the only people in the restaurant, besides the staff. "I hope you enjoy the restaurant. Your assistant left it up to me to choose. We just made it, they were about to close," said Villarreal as he motioned to the host, who turned the closed sign around and locked the door. After making small talk and ordering, all the men attacked their lunches. The food was quite good, Richard thought. Although he preferred northern Italian to the rich red Sicilian sauces that seemed to be the specialty of this restaurant. In any event, the sauces were a good accompaniment to the Brunello that Villarreal selected to go with their meal. As they finished their lunches, Villarreal signaled to his men to take up new positions at the tables in the front of the restaurant and he ordered them beer, which he knew his men much preferred to the very dry red wine. "Thank you for meeting me on such short notice," began Richard, now that they were out of earshot. "I think I have a business opportunity that could inure to both our benefit and I wanted to run it past you." "What kind of opportunity?" asked Villarreal. "I know you are constantly looking for new talent for the bars and clubs you own in Mexico. I think I have found someone who would be a perfect fit for you," said Richard. "Yes, but how does this...opportunity...as you say, inure to your advantage," asked Villarreal cautiously. "Let's just say that it would be in my interest if this new talent were to join your stable of entertainers in Mexico as soon as possible. But most importantly, she should remain there. I'm sure once she has experienced your splendid work environment and been apprised of the many fringe benefits that accompany the work, she'll never want to come home," said Richard in his most businesslike tone of voice. "I see," said Villarreal, "we are always in need of fresh talent at our clubs in Juarez. There always seems to be so much turnover." "I'm sure this new talent will fit perfectly into your operation in Juarez. It should be some time before you have to worry about turnover with this one," said Richard. "But you do eventually want this talent to turnover?" intoned Villarreal quietly. "Yes," said Richard seriously, "eventually I think turnover is inevitable. Don't you?" "Yes, I'm afraid so," said Villarreal gravely, "turnover seems to be a fact of life in this line of work. We understand each other then?" "Yes," said Richard as he handed Villarreal an envelope. "All of the information regarding the talent is here, along with a photograph. If all goes well, I'll have my assistant contact you and let you know when you can pick her up. She will be at your bank in Mexicali. I just don't know which day yet." "That's fine, but there is one more thing. While this arrangement does inure, as you say, to both of our benefit, it is not lost on me that you are really asking for a favor. So, I have one to ask in return. My men... and I too...I must admit, would like to...how do you say...get up close and personal with your other new talent," said Villarreal smiling. "Our new talent?" said Richard confused. "Yes, this Jana Embers," said Villarreal, "my men often have a lot of time on their hands and, as men do, they spend a lot of time on the internet and they are smitten with this gorgeous redhead of yours. It is a wonder they get any work done. If the favor you have asked is something you want from me, I'm sure you will have no problem in accommodating this little request," said Villarreal, as his eyes narrowed. He didn't have much choice, Richard thought, "Yes, of course. We are right in the middle of setting up a personal appearance tour for Jana to promote the videos and the new product line. I think we can setup a very personal appearance for you and your men during the tour. Would Las Vegas be convenient for you?" asked Richard. "That should work out quite well," said Villarreal. "Perfect then, I'll be in touch regarding the potential dates. Is that acceptable?" concluded Richard as he got up to leave. "Yes," said Villarreal as he rose as well, shaking Richard's hand. ---------- Richard had been back in his office for about an hour now, making phone calls and arrangements, getting his ducks lined up in a row. Richard was in the catbird seat again and was feeling much better about life. His final call would be to Deborah. He would call her cell and hope she wasn't at work. From the loud sounds on the other end, Richard could tell his hope was not a reality. The loud music of the titty bar was blaring in the background as Deborah answered. "What do you want counselor?" asked Deborah. "Do you have my money?" Deborah was wearing her Bluetooth ear bud beneath her prodigious hair and talked to Richard as she alternated grinding her pussy and oversized tits into the pole in front of her. Deborah continued her routine on stage, occasionally rolling on the floor to allow one of the men to feel up her pussy as they slipped a ten or twenty into her scanty g-string. "I need to meet with you to discuss our arrangements," said Richard. "Is it possible to meet tonight? I have to drive up to the high desert this evening anyway." Richard lied. "Tonight's not any good," said Deborah, screaming into the Bluetooth over the loud music. "Tonight is my night out with my daughter." "That's ok," said Richard, "How about if I take the two of you to dinner. I really need to talk to you as soon as possible and I'd love to meet your daughter. I know a great restaurant in Victorville. Perhaps we could meet there, if it isn't too far out of your way. We really do need to move quickly, if I am going to get you your money right away." "Oh, ok, I guess. How about at eight?" said Deborah, impressed that Richard had gotten with the program and looking forward to a free meal that didn't involve groping hands under the table. "Good. I'll look forward to seeing you and meeting your lovely daughter. I'll text you the address to the restaurant. See you at eight," said Richard as he hung up. How lucky could he be, Richard thought...a twofer! He would get to meet Rebekah too, and begin to build her trust as he started greasing the skids for her mother. Skids instead of poles, Richard laughed to himself. At least it would be something new for Deborah to slide on. The Bi-Product Ch. 03 With each passing day Jana had regained more and more of her strength. The time in the workout room had paid off as Jana became stronger and continued to tone her body. The daily jogging that had replaced the walks around the ranch had increased Jana's endurance as well, although she thought that she and Sophie must have been a sight as they jogged naked with their tits flopping in every direction. In addition to the exercise equipment in the ranch's gym, there was a pole directly in front of the full length mirror on one of the walls. Sophie had convinced Jana that it would be fun to learn to pole dance and that besides, it would help her develop her flexibility. With each passing day, Jana's movements on the pole became more fluid and effortless as her muscles strengthened and her body became more flexible. She was getting pretty good at it, she thought to herself, as she watched herself in the mirror. Soon she would be as good as Sophie, she thought. Jana's life had evolved into a pleasant routine of sun and swimming in the morning and afternoon, plenty of girl time with Deirdre and Sophie during the day as they shared their meals and then the jogging and exercise in the gym every afternoon with Sophie. And all of this was followed in the evening by hours of uninhibited sex by the three women until they fell fast asleep in each other's arms. As Deirdre watched Jana from the other side of the mirror, she too, was impressed with Jana's progress. "Things are moving along well here. Jana is turning into one hell of a pole dancer. Pretty soon she'll be almost as good as I was. She should be able to put on a pretty good show by the time we are ready," said Deirdre into her phone. "No one will ever be as good as you were," said Richard earnestly on the other end of the phone as he drove up the 14 and dropped down into the Antelope Valley. Richard had decided to leave the office early and take his time driving to Victorville. "I'm probably going to be tied up until late this evening, so I'll check in with you in the morning." "Don't keep me in suspense Richard. You met with her days ago. How does she look? Is she something we can work with?" asked Deirdre. "Well, it is a good news, bad news situation. Deborah isn't exactly the image of the preacher's wife that Jane was...I mean Jana," said Richard. "I don't know what Martin did to her but, as it turns out, she is undoubtedly a pretty good pole dancer herself." "What?" said Deirdre incredulously into the phone. "Yeah," said Richard, "she is a real piece of work...and a loud mouth too!" "That doesn't exactly fit into what we had planned," said Deirdre disappointed. "Don't be too disappointed," said Richard reassuringly, "I told you there was good news too." "And?" asked Deirdre expectantly. "The daughter is straight from central casting as far as I can tell from her photo. The only down side is we are going to have to wait for her 18th birthday," said Richard. "Is she a..." said Deirdre as Richard cut in. "Yes, and she attends an all girl's Christian school...and has since kindergarten," said Richard. "It just keeps getting better," said Deirdre enthused. "Send me her photo." "No, I don't want to spoil your surprise," said Richard. "You'll have to trust me on this one. But I've got to go now. I'm meeting with both Deborah and the daughter, Rebekah, for dinner. If all goes well, I'll have a lot more to tell you in the morning. Have a good evening...although I have no doubt you will," said Richard with emphasis, "if the live web cam feed is any guide. You won't believe how many hits it is getting, and a lot of them are women," said Richard smiling. "What are we going to do about the mother?" asked Deirdre, not wanting to let Richard change the subject. "Don't worry about that. I have that covered. I can tell you a lot more about it tomorrow," said Richard as he hung up. Richard was approaching the exit as he reached the bottom of the hill, just outside of Palmdale and turned east on highway 138. Richard had decided to arrive a bit early and drive past Deborah's house, the Christian school and the old motel where Jane had supposedly miscarried. He would also stop by the titty bar where Deborah worked to get a feel for that as well. He was sure she would be gone by the time he got there, gone home to change or pick up her daughter. That would still leave him at least a half hour to arrive at the restaurant early, so he could collect himself. As Richard approached Hesperia the Christian school was the first location on his itinerary. As he circled the campus he could see that it was isolated out in the desert away from town, partially hidden by the Joshua trees that encircled it, along with the thick underbrush. It was far removed from civilization and the bright white clapboard buildings sat far back from the tall chain link fence that surrounded it. Richard could see the girls who ranged in age from elementary to high school going on about their activities from building to building. They were all dressed in long white shifts that came down to mid-calf. Each of the girls wore some sort of white scarf that covered most of their hair. They looked like nothing, so much, as cloistered nuns. Not being able to get any closer and not wanting to identify himself at the guard gate to do so, Richard moved on to Martin's former church in downtown Hesperia and then to the doctor's office where Deborah used to work, a few doors away and the house that Martin had lived in before he was married. Richard could see how easy it had been for Deborah and Martin to make that connection. Back on the road, Richard skirted the lower end of Victorville as he made his way to Lucerne Valley where Deborah lived and where the motel had been. First Richard drove past the motel, or what was left of it. It had long since closed and was going to seed. The paint was peeling from the outer walls and the blowing sand and tumbleweeds were piling up on the walkways in front of the abandoned rooms. The motel was just off the corner of the road that split off and climbed the mountain up to Big Bear. The location made sense, thought Richard, since the fateful church outing had been to the park in Big Bear. Richard wondered to himself what excuse Martin had made to stay here, rather than with the rest of the group up on the mountain, and isolate Jane from everyone else. Richard had a hard time finding Deborah's house. Many of the roads and streets were not well marked and many of them were unpaved, as was the road to Deborah's house. The small house, cottage really, was almost a mile off the main road and was completely isolated with no others houses nearby. It was at the end of the dusty narrow dirt path and sat at the base of a large rock formation. Richard didn't see any cars as he approached the house, but decided to play it safe before he drove any closer. Richard dialed Deborah's cell phone and could almost immediately hear the pounding beat of the music in the strip club. "Yeah," said Deborah, out of breath. "It's Richard, I'm just calling to confirm our dinner date," said Richard pleasantly. "I told you I would be there. I'll be there," said Deborah curtly, "As I'm sure you can hear, I'm still at work. I'm going to change here, pickup Rebekah and I'll meet you at the restaurant. Got to go," said Deborah out of breath again, as she hung up. Perfect, thought Richard, he could take his time. As he pulled up in front of the small cottage he could see that the curtains were open on the front and right side of the house. As he walked up to the front windows he was looking into the living room and then the dining room to the right. He could see the kitchen to the rear of the dining room through the open connecting door. As Richard moved around the left side of the house that faced east, he could see that the shades were drawn on what must have been the two small bedrooms. As he circled behind the house he could tell that the bathroom was located in the center because of the opaque glass on the small window. There was a sliding glass door on the back of the kitchen and Richard decided to jimmy it and take a look inside. As Richard stepped inside he could smell the food on the plates in the left hand sink. They had obviously been left there for several days, given the odor. Richard looked inside the refrigerator and there was very little food, but lots of beer. Richard moved to the dining room and could see Deborah's mail piled on the table. As he thumbed through it, he realized that she was way behind on her utilities and the mortgage was two months past due. There were photos on the wall, all of them of her daughter Rebekah, at various ages and all taken at the school or what looked like a local park. Richard thought it strange that there were no photos of her as an infant, in fact, nothing from before the time she started school. In the living room Richard noticed that the furniture was shabby and out of date. As he moved down the hallway he opened the door to the first bedroom. This must be Deborah's room he thought. It was untidy and the bed unmade. He could see her clothing lying around the room, on chairs and draped over the open dresser drawers. Richard moved down the hall to the next door, which he assumed was Rebekah's room. As he opened the door he was startled to find that it was anything but that of a young woman. The room was painted black and the bed on the far wall was covered in black satin sheets. The only light was that coming through the open door. There were dark black curtains on the windows which emitted no light into the room. Leaning against the door, Richard took in the scene. It was a dungeon and fuck pad all rolled into one. There were shackles hanging from the ceiling and restraints tied to the four corners of the black wood four-poster which was covered with oversize pillows. There was a mirror overhead and additional mirrors on each of the walls. As Richard switched on the light next to the door, the room was washed in black lights. Richard could see how Deborah had been supplementing her income. Richard closed the door and turned off the lights. Just as Richard suspected, there was a small bead of light shining through the mirror on the wall to the adjacent bedroom, about where the closet had been. Richard walked back to the other bedroom and pulled the closet door the rest of the way open. Again, as Richard suspected, there was a chair inside facing the hole in the back of the closet. As he ran his finger over the seat of the chair, he could see that it was covered in dust. It hadn't been used in some time. Not since Martin had gone to jail, Richard surmised. What kind of kinky little games did Martin and wife number-two like to play, thought Richard wickedly. This certainly wasn't the behavior of an upstanding man of the cloth, Richard thought bemusedly. Richard closed the door and walked back to the kitchen, locking the slider from the inside. He exited the small house through the front door, making sure it was locked behind him. As Richard drove toward Victorville and the titty bar on the north end of town near the air base, he was beginning to get a clear picture of how Martin and Deborah's lives had inextricably spun out of control after their unthinkable act of cruelty to the poor, hapless Jane. Martin was a deeply troubled man who was addicted to sex, but loathed himself for it. Richard knew this from his many conversations in jail with his client. He also knew about the self-loathing from what Deirdre had told him. As Richard entered the bar, it was dark inside and his eyes took a while to adjust to the dim light. The bar reeked of stale beer and sweat and the music was deafening. Even Richard was surprised just how seedy the place really was. A somewhat chunky and tattooed brunette was grinding it out on the pole now and the men were looking on with semi-bored indifference as they chugged on their beers. The clientele was a mixture of biker types and good ol' boys from the surrounding rural communities. Not big tippers, Richard surmised. No wonder Deborah was having a hard time making ends meet, other than in her special playroom, Richard thought caustically as he exited, having seen enough. Richard was glad he had changed into casual clothes before he left the office. Had he gone into that bar in his three piece suit, he was sure he would have had trouble. Richard was back on the interstate now, heading south toward the main part of Victorville. As he looked at his watch he realized that he was only going to arrive a few minutes early now. He had spent longer at the house than he had planned. As Richard waited at the signal across from the restaurant, he could see Deborah and Rebekah getting out of their car and making their way into the restaurant. Had it not been for Rebekah in her school uniform, Richard wouldn't necessarily have recognized Deborah. Gone was what must have been the outlandish wig and now there was only the long blond hair, tied in a ponytail at the back. Well, thought Richard, at least Martin's tastes were consistent. Were it not for the grotesquely large tits, Deborah could have passed for a taller version of Jane...I mean Jana, Richard thought. Richard pulled into the space next to Deborah's car. When he got out, he looked to see if anyone was looking and then lifted her hood. He tampered with something inside and then closed it again quickly. As Richard entered the restaurant he could see that Deborah and Rebekah were seated in the waiting area. Looking at the two women, Richard could tell that Deborah was dressed much differently than she had been in his office a couple of days ago. Richard surmised that Deborah dressed and behaved differently when she was around her daughter. Her outfit was modest although it was hard to conceal her prodigious breasts. "Mr. Saunders, it is so nice to see you again. It was so nice of you to invite my daughter and me to dinner. Mr. Saunders, this is my daughter Rebekah. Rebekah, this is Mr. Saunders, your UNCLE Martin's attorney," said Deborah as she stared intently into Richard's eyes. "It is so nice to finally meet you Rebekah. I've heard so much about you from your mother and your UNCLE Martin," said Richard looking Deborah in the eye in acknowledgement. "It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Saunders," said Rebekah quietly and shyly as she looked down, not making eye contact. "Shall we have dinner?" asked Richard as he turned and approached the host. The ladies excused themselves and headed off to the restroom as the host seated Richard in a prime booth in front of the fireplace. Richard decided to forego his usual single malt scotch before dinner and have an iced tea instead, in deference to Rebekah. He would let the ladies order drinks when they returned. As Richard sat waiting for the women and sipping on his iced tea he could not help but marvel at how much Rebekah looked like her real mother. They were almost the same height. Their hair and eyes were the same color. Her long flowing curls were virtually identical to the way Jane had worn her hair before she had been transformed into Jana. What little of Rebekah's flesh that was visible outside her uniform was milky white, freckled and flawless. There would be much to accomplish in the two weeks until Rebekah celebrated her 18th birthday, Richard thought as the ladies joined him at the table for dinner. They mostly engaged in small talk over dinner. Richard inquired about how Rebekah was doing in school and made a point of showing interest about her college plans after graduation in a few months. Deborah gladly played along, not wanting to have her real discussion with Richard in front of her daughter. Deborah did tell Rebekah, however, that her uncle was in trouble and that Mr. Saunders was helping him and was trying to see to it that her uncle could continue to support her schooling now and for college too. As they finished dessert, Rebekah excused herself and made her way to the ladies room again. Once she was out of earshot, Richard turned to Deborah, "We need to talk and I don't think this is a conversation you want to have in front of your daughter." "Thank you for your discretion," said Deborah. "I don't want Rebekah to know any more about my sordid life than she has to." Richard was surprised how articulate Deborah was, when she wasn't playing biker bitch. "Perhaps I could drive Deborah back to school and you and I could talk on the way back. There is a lot to talk about and time is of the essence," said Richard. "Why don't you wait here and I'll drive my daughter back. You can have that drink I know you must want. I can be back in half an hour," said Deborah. "I want to get Martin's money as soon as I can." "Fine, I'll be waiting," said Richard, thankful that he had his own plan B in place. When Rebekah returned, both women thanked Richard for dinner and headed to the door for the return trip to school. Richard waited for their inevitable return and assisted them in calling a tow truck to take Deborah's car to the nearest service station. Richard followed the tow truck with the women in his car. Richard talked to the attendant and after slipping him a fifty, the mechanic gave Richard a knowing smile before he looked under the hood briefly and told Deborah that he didn't have the part he needed and would need to get it from the parts house in the morning. That sure looked like a lot of fun for fifty dollars, the mechanic thought to himself evilly as Richard pulled away. With no other choice, Deborah had agreed to let Richard drive Rebekah and she back to school. She would worry about how to get home later, but now she needed to get Rebekah back before curfew, or her daughter would be in trouble. As they drove up to the gate, Deborah identified herself and Richard as her lawyer. The guard took down Richard's name from the business card he had handed him and wrote down his license number in his log. They dropped Rebekah off at her dorm, just as curfew approached. They didn't have much time for farewells as Rebekah needed to be in her room for bed check. Richard actually felt bad that this would be the last time Deborah would see the daughter to whom she was so obviously devoted. The Bi-Product Ch. 04 Deborah and Richard didn't speak as they drove through the guard gate and back down the driveway toward the highway. Once they were headed back in the direction of Victorville, Richard spoke first, "If you like, I can rent you a room at the motel down the road from the service station. We can talk there, before I head back to Palmdale. I have some papers for you to sign and you'll want to look them over. I can answer any questions you may have." "Once I sign the papers, will I get my money," asked Deborah. "Not immediately. As I told you, Martin's assets are not liquid. You are going to have to pick them up," said Richard. "We can discuss it at the motel." "I'm sorry, I appreciate the offer, but I have to get home. I'm expecting a visitor later," said Deborah. "Would you mind driving me home? I know it is out of the way, but we can continue to talk about this on the way and we can go over the papers when we get there. I'll get a ride back to my car tomorrow, I'm off anyway." "That's fine. Just let me know how to get there," Richard said, lying. As they drove down the now dark and desolate road on their way to Lucerne Valley Richard laid it out for Deborah. Martin's money was mostly tied up in diamonds, although there was some currency, and was in a safe deposit box at a bank in Mexicali, beyond the reach of the LA County DA. If Deborah wanted it, she would have to go get it herself. Richard had some legal documents for her to sign, including a power of attorney for him, so he could make the appropriate arrangements with the bank and so that all she would have to do is present her ID to the bank manager to gain access to the safe deposit box. Deborah was concerned how she would get the diamonds back across the border. Richard told her that they weren't very bulky and that is why Martin had chosen diamonds as a means of hiding his money in the first place. Richard also told her that they all would fit easily in two condoms and let it go at that. Deborah got the drift. It was pitch dark as they drove down the narrow highway toward Deborah's home. There were few houses along the way and the headlights only carried a short distance in the low fog that had descended on the valley. It had been overcast all day and Richard could tell that it was probably stormy in the mountains just to the south of the highway, blanketing Big Bear and the surrounding area in fresh snow. As Richard turned down the unmarked dirt road toward Deborah's house he could barely see the path in front of him. As they approached the house it was completely dark and Richard sat in the car with the headlights on as Deborah went to open the front door and turn on the porch light after she stepped inside. Richard pulled the car to the far side of the house and parked behind the bedrooms. Deborah was in the kitchen making some coffee as Richard entered. She called to him to have a seat at the dining room table and that they could talk there. For the next hour and a half Richard went over the arrangement he had made with Deborah until she understood exactly what she needed to do. He had her sign the power of attorney and a punch of other documents. Toward the end, Deborah quit asking what they were and just signed them, willing to sign anything to get the money she needed for her daughter. "I'll call you tomorrow or the next day, once the arrangements have been finalized. You will need to drive to Mexicali the following day and go directly to the bank. Do you understand," asked Richard. "Yes," said Deborah, as she looked past him to the headlights that were approaching up the dirt road. "Damn, he is here early," said Deborah in exasperation. "Look, I don't want this guy seeing you or knowing anything about our arrangements." Deborah paused for a moment as she thought. "Can you hide in the front bedroom for a few minutes while I get rid of him? I'll tell him I'm too tired tonight." Richard decided to play along. The fewer people who associated him with Deborah, the better, he thought as he headed toward the bedroom. "Let me know when he is gone," said Richard as he closed the door behind him. Deborah was putting the coffee cups in the sink as Richie came through the door. She was startled as she looked up to see that he wasn't alone. He had two of his friends with him and they all appeared to be stinking drunk. Deborah had only planned on fucking Richie tonight. She knew what a mean drunk Richie could be and she really didn't want to have to go around the world with these guys tonight, especially with an audience. All three men were shaved bald and were hulking brutes. All wore the colors of their motorcycle gang and were neo-Nazis. Richie's real name was Heinrich and he had been aptly named for Heinrich Muller, Hitler's Gestapo head, and he was no less brutal. "I didn't know you were bringing friends," said Deborah with exasperation, "I hope I have enough beer for you and..." Richie cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "We've had enough beer," said Richie menacingly as he moved toward her, with a cruel and wild-eyed look on his face. The lust and depravity in Richie's drunken face was familiar to Deborah. She had expected this to be a one on one session tonight. Deborah wasn't mentally prepared to take all three of them on, especially with Richard in the next room. All thoughts of getting Richie to leave had vanished. Deborah's only hope was that Richard would remain silent in the bedroom and enjoy the free floor show until she was able to get rid of them. "Richie, you haven't introduced me to your friends," said Deborah, trying to get control of the situation. "You'll know them soon enough bitch," said Richie, feeding his fantasy, as he grabbed the front of her dress with both hands and began to rip it off. The other men were on her now and the dress quickly was on the floor in shreds. Deborah's bra and panties were each ripped from her in one handful by the other two men. Richie's friends were holding her arms tightly out from her body now as she pretended to be weak kneed in fear, her bulbous tits flopping in every direction as she hung in their massive hands. "Richie, please don't hurt me. You know I'll do whatever you want..." said Deborah playing her part. "Damn straight bitch. You'll do everything WE want," said Richie drunkenly as he reached out and pinched each of Deborah's nipples as hard as he could, giving them a brutal twist. Richie was into it now. Deborah screamed loudly as the pain shot through her body. "Oh please, I'll do anything. Pleaasse, don't hurt me. Oh please..." was all she could say as Richie pulled her nipple even harder. "Shut up bitch," sneered Richie, "the only thing I want coming out of your mouth is cum...and there better not be much of that either." Deborah knew better than to say another word. She had been through this fantasy of Richie's many times before with countless of his friends and it always paid well. She just allowed herself to hang limply in the other men's arms, head hanging down, not wanting to make eye contact with Richie, and preferring to demonstrate her docile compliance. "Drag the bitch to the back bedroom. I think you'll enjoy her playroom, it's full of toys," said Richie. ---------- Richard had heard everything from the bedroom. As they moved down the hallway he had already decided to hide in the closet, just in case they decided to open the door. Richard quietly closed the closet behind him as the door to the adjoining bedroom opened and he could hear Deborah's feet dragging across the floor as she whimpered quietly. Richard knew he was stuck and his mind raced to figure out what he should do next. Should he wait until they were completely occupied and sneak to his car? No, that wouldn't work. They would hear the engine and maybe follow him. In the fog it would be too easy to have an accident if he tried to speed away. Could he call someone? His phone! He quickly pulled it from his pocket and turned it off, before it could ring and give away his position. Richard settled into the chair in the closet and decided to see what was going on next door. He could hear Deborah's whimpering and occasional groans. As he peered through the peephole, Richard could see that the three men were naked now, except for their dirty denim biker vests, their muscled, but overweight bodies covered in swastikas and other neo-Nazi and prison tattoos. Deborah's arms were attached to the shackles overhead and Richie was behind her with a cat o'nine tails. "You miserable bitch! You thought you were doing me a favor by taking my money and fucking me. Before we're through, you're the one who is going to be begging me for favors," seethed Richie into Deborah's ear. Deborah jerked upright on her knees as the cat seared into the flesh on her bare back with a sharp crack. The bastard, that was a little too hard, thought Deborah. Deborah's scream stuck in her throat as the burning pain of another lash made her suck air into her lungs, hyperventilating to try and control it. The other two men had positioned themselves in front of her and were mauling her tits as they sucked, squeezed and bit her nipples, occasionally pinching them hard between their thumbs and index fingers, twisting them and pulling them straight out from her body until she screamed louder. Deborah knew her screams only encouraged them since they enjoyed inflicting torture on her captive body. That's what really seemed to get them off, she thought to herself. One of the men reached down and pulled the lips on Deborah's pussy as hard as he could between the thumb and index fingers on each with his hands. He laughed loudly as she screamed in agony. These bastards had had way too much to drink tonight, they were playing way too hard, decided Deborah. By the fourth lash from the cat, Deborah decided she had better pretend that she had fainted. Otherwise that drunken son-of-a-bitch would keep lashing her, and he was after it way too hard tonight. For the next hour they used her body however they wanted. Each of the men fucked her in each of her holes and tit fucked her as well. Finally, Richie's two friends decided to fuck her pussy at the same time, an exciting first for them. They whooped and howled as they sandwiched Deborah's limp and pliable body between them, both their cocks disappearing up her gapping pussy at the same time. Finished, the three men dressed and left Deborah's sweat and cum soaked body in the middle of the bed. The three men were laughing and joking as they made their way to the front door, slamming it behind them. Richard waited until he could hear the car start and engine noise fade down the dirt road before he opened the closet door and came out. As he passed the bedroom door on his way to the bathroom he could see that Deborah was completely spent and lying on the bed as the men had left her. Richard returned with some moist towels. As he began to wipe her body with the towels Deborah stirred. "Can you stand up?" asked Richard. "Yes, I think so," said Deborah as she struggled with the pain from her back and abused pussy and asshole. "Let me help you to the shower," said Richard guiding her as he held her by the back of her bruised biceps. As Richard led Deborah to the shower she realized that he didn't know it had been an act. She decided to play along. Maybe she could turn his sympathy to her advantage. Once in the shower, Richard soaped Deborah's body and washed her hair. Using the wand, he rinsed her body, being careful with her back. Richard asked her to part her legs as he used the pulsing water to clear the cum from her gaping pussy and asshole. Deborah just stood there as Richard cleaned her abused body, seemingly in shock. Finished, Richard patted her body dry with towels and dried her hair. Richard guided Deborah to her own bedroom and had her sit on the edge of the bed, while he carefully rubbed aloe into her stinging back. Richard went to the kitchen and found a bottle of bourbon in the cupboard and poured both of them three fingers into water glasses. When Richard returned to the bedroom Deborah saw him coming and assumed a fetal position on the edge of the bed and began sobbing quietly. Richard sat down next to her and held her head as she slowly downed the whiskey. "Do you do this often" asked Richard. "They were way too drunk tonight and out of control. Richie was getting carried away with the cat...the bastard," said Deborah feigning indignance. "They pay me double for that action, and I need the money. I'll take care of that drunken bastard, if it is the last thing I do. That bastard was swinging for the fences tonight! He owes me extra for that." "Would you prefer to go to the motel next to the service station where your car is? I can drop you on my way back to Palmdale. Do you think they will come back?" asked Richard, planting the seed. Deborah was feeling somewhat unnerved by how rough they had been. The thought of them coming back after they had more to drink was something she didn't want to contemplate. "Thanks. Yes, I think I would. I...I couldn't go through that again. Thank you. You have been very kind. And thank you for staying quiet. I don't want that bastard knowing my daughter is coming into a lot of money. You can see why I don't trust the son of a bitch," said Deborah. "Yes," agreed Richard. "Now let me help you get dressed and pack a bag. We need to get out of here before they come back." ---------- As they drove through the darkness on their way back to Victorville Richard tried to distract Deborah with questions about her daughter. Deborah thought that Richard was trying to get her mind off of what she had just gone through and she was genuinely touched by his effort. The more she talked, the more Deborah began to open up and Richard seized the opportunity. Deborah had almost finished the plastic cup full of bourbon that Richard had brought along for her, after downing two additional glasses before they left the house, and she was telling him her and Rebekah's life stories. "Deborah, I think I already know the answer, but I have to ask...Rebekah isn't your real daughter is she? I'm sorry, but she looks too much like Jane for it to be a coincidence. Isn't that true?" Deborah was drunk and in shock from her ordeal and was just too vulnerable and exhausted to lie. "Yes, but she is my daughter now. I raised her and sacrificed for her, and she is a real good girl." "Yes she is and I can see that you would do anything for her," said Richard, trying to sound as sympathetic as he could. "Was taking Jane's baby your idea or Martin's?" "It was my idea," said Deborah contritely, but almost happy to have the weight off her chest as she told someone the truth for the first time. "I wanted a baby and Martin had promised to marry me and adopt one. But then he got Jane knocked up and had to marry her. Her parent's threatened to press charges if he didn't marry her. The bastard still kept fucking me on the side though, even after they were married. That horny little prick couldn't get enough pussy, even if he felt guilty and sinful about it later." "How did you end up with Rebekah?" asked Richard, already thinking he knew the answer. "I threatened to expose Martin for what he was. I told him that I didn't care if he married me or not, but that I wanted a baby and I couldn't have one of my own. Jane already had the twins and I wanted Rebekah," said Deborah adamantly. "I didn't leave Martin much choice so he and I arranged to get Jane to the motel here in Lucerne when she was nearly full term. I rented the room next to them and wore a wig, so Jane wouldn't recognize me. The rest was easy. I used to be a nurse. I...I never meant for her to almost die. That was an accident." "How did you end up..." Richard began to ask. "How did I end up being a whore?" said Deborah, anticipating the question. "That's not what I was..." said Richard as Deborah interrupted him again. "It's OK, I know what I am now. And I have no one to blame but myself...and Martin. Things were fine for a couple of years when Rebekah was an infant. Martin would come to visit and bring money to help support his daughter," continued Deborah. "But then Martin started to get stranger with what he wanted to do in bed. Eventually, it wasn't enough to just have straight sex with him on his visits. That's when the bondage started and eventually he was no longer content with that either and he wanted to watch me having sex with other men while he watched." "Couldn't you just say no, and threaten to expose him again," asked Richard. "No, by then he had turned the tables on me. I didn't know he had been taking photos and video of me with the other men. When I tried to get him to stop, he threatened to expose me as well and I would lose my daughter. He knew I wouldn't risk it," said Deborah as she finished the last of the bourbon. "Eventually, he made me get the tit job and go to work at the strip club, to help support myself. I think he enjoyed humiliating me." "How about your daughter during all this," asked Richard? "At first she was too small to understand what was going on," answered Deborah. "By the time she was school age, Richard agreed to pay her tuition at boarding school, so she wouldn't interfere with his fun and games with me. Strangely, I think he really does love his daughter in his own way and wanted to see her get a good upbringing, but who knows." "Well, he certainly seemed concerned for her the last time I saw him in prison," said Richard. "Otherwise I probably wouldn't be here right now." Richard had just turned into the parking lot of the motel as he finished speaking. He excused himself and rented the room at the front desk and helped Deborah to the room. "Will you be all right, or would you like me to sit with you for a while?" asked Richard. "No. That's all right," said Deborah gratefully. "I think I just want to sleep now." "Good night then," said Richard. "I'll call you with the final arrangements in the next couple of days." "Richard?" asked Deborah, "You...you won't tell Jane about..." "No," said Richard, anticipating her question. Deborah was crawling under the covers as he approached the motel room door. "That information was the product of my conversations with Martin and they are subject to attorney-client privilege." Deborah looked relieved by his answer; even though he knew it was complete bull shit. The Bi-Product Ch. 05 It was after midnight now and Richard was tired as he headed back toward Palmdale. Richard thought to himself that he should probably send Richie and his buddies a thank you card. He doubted he would ever have gotten as much information out of Deborah if they hadn't softened her up first. Deborah had confirmed Richard's suspicions about Rebekah and that would prove invaluable in his plans for her father. Richard decided to go ahead and spend the night at his home in Palmdale. He was too tired to drive back over the hill and the weather had turned ugly. He had put his Palmdale house up for sale the previous week and was now living full-time back in his home in Encino. There was no need to maintain the house in the high desert now that Martin was in prison and Jane was no more than a memory to those who had known her here locally, before her transformation to Jana. The first part of Richard's plan was now complete. He had resigned from the church board right before he stopped by the real estate office and listed the house. Fortunately, the church was only too willing to accept his resignation, since they felt he had betrayed his responsibility to them by defending Martin. The board had been baffled by his decision to act as Martin's attorney, although they had been pleased when he had convinced Jane to move out of the house and relinquish her and Martin's salary, without them having to suggest or pursue costly legal remedies. That Jane had volunteered to move out was certainly a testament to Richard's negotiating skills, or her shame, they thought. Richard was glad to be severing his ties to the high desert. He had never really liked the area. The people were too backward assed, he thought. Way too much Jesus juice and not enough Chardonnay was how he liked to put it. The high desert had never been anything but flyover country to them, or drive through country, more precisely. It had always been a blur out the car window as they sped by on their way to Mammoth for skiing or to their summer getaway in Tahoe, Richard thought to himself. He was in Palmdale now and only a mile from his soon to be former home. Richard was low on gas and decided to drive a few blocks out of his way to the gas station just off highway 14. It would still be open and it would be a fitting coda to this part of his plan, he thought. After all, if they hadn't stopped there for gas on their way back from Mammoth a couple of years ago, they never would have found Martin. Richard really didn't believe in God, but he had to admit that there must be a higher power to have let them find Martin after all those years. They had long since given up hope that they or the police would ever find him. Had Danielle not awakened from her nap at that precise moment and looked out the window at the man filling his gas tank next to them, they may never have found him. As Richard got out of his car to fill his tank now, the memory was vivid in his mind, how Danielle had reached over and grabbed his forearm so tightly, how she turned away so quickly, so that the man gassing next to them would not see her face. He also remembered how fortuitous it was that Martin was wearing his collar that day and driving the church van. It couldn't have been easier to track him after that, since the church name was on the side of the van, along with the address and phone number. "Oh my God Richard, it's him, it's him," he could still hear her whispering in his ear urgently as she leaned forward grabbing his forearm even tighter. "He is the one Richard. He's the one." Richard remembered how he knew exactly who Danielle was talking about. There was only one such man in their lives, the man who had left that huge hole, that unfillable empty place in their lives. He was the man who had changed the course of their lives forever ten years ago...and who had since been their singular focus, after that fortuitous day at this gas station almost two years ago. They had spent those two years planning and plotting their revenge. It wouldn't be enough to merely kill him, they wanted to destroy him and torment him; just as he had destroyed the promising lives and futures they had hoped for and left them in torment and anguish so many years ago. "You're out late counselor," said the voice that interrupted Richard's reverie. As he looked up Richard recognized Ted, one of the guards from the prison. "Good evening. Just getting off work," Richard asked Ted. "Yeah, I'm on my way home to the valley," said Ted. "Long drive," asked Richard making small talk. "Not too bad, just over the hill in Sunland," replied Ted. "Drive safe," said Richard. It's raining over on the other side." "Thanks," said Ted as he got in his SUV. "By the way, your client wants to talk to you. I think he was pissed off when he couldn't get through to you this afternoon." "Thanks for the heads up," said Richard. "Did he say what he wanted to talk about?" "He said his wife had called him this morning and it looked like she had got him all wound up," said Ted. "See ya!" said Ted as he closed to door and pulled away. Fuck, thought Richard to himself. He knew it wasn't Jane...err, Jana. It had to be Deborah stirring the pot. He decided he had better go see Martin in the morning before he left the high desert. He was only 15 minutes away from the state prison to his home. He needed to know what Deborah had said and keep Martin on an even keel, at least for now. ---------- Richard was finishing his coffee as the phone rang. He hoped it was the prison phoning back. "Good morning, this is Richard," he said as he answered the phone. Richard listened intently for a minute and then said, "Thanks very much. I appreciate your getting me in this morning. I'll be there at 9:30. Thanks again." As he hung up the phone he was happy that the prison was able to accommodate his request and allow him to meet with Martin after they were through with breakfast. Richard just had enough time to make a couple of other phone calls and then he would have to start for the prison. Richard was dialing the private number that Villarreal had given him when the doorbell rang. Jesus, what now, thought Richard as he headed to the door. When he opened the door there was an attractive young couple in their late twenties. They were both well dressed and well groomed and the girl was a knockout. Richard realized he was mentally undressing her and caught himself, changing his focus to the young man and looking him in the eye and asked what he could do for them. "We're house hunting and saw the sign, and were wondering if we could take a look," said the young man. "Well, I'm just on the way out to a meeting and I don't have time right now. I'm sorry, but if you call the agent listed on the sign, I'm sure they will be happy to show you the house," said Richard. "Thank you, sorry to disturb you," said the young lady smiling and looking at him with her bedroom eyes. She and her husband turned and started back down the driveway. "Tell you what," said Richard reconsidering, "my meeting is only going to take about an hour. If you'd like to meet me back here at 11, I'd be happy to show you the house." Richard recognized something in the young woman, something he had learned to have a second sense about over the last several years. Richard wanted to talk to her and her husband more and draw them (her) out. Maybe there was an opportunity here. At the very least, he might sell his house, he thought. "Thank you, that is very gracious," said the young man. "We'll see you at 11 then. "I'll look forward to seeing you," said the young woman, with her best come-hither smile. ---------- As he heard the steel gate close behind him, Richard made his way to the private consultation room down the hallway. The guard had told him that Martin was already there. As the guard opened the door for Richard, Martin looked up from his chair on the other side of the table where he was shackled. He looked concerned, thought Richard. "I was told you wanted to talk to me," said Richard in his best attorney's voice. "My wife called. She was upset. She is still talking about going to the newspapers and the TV news," said Martin concerned. "I thought you were taking care of that." "Is that all?" said Richard. "She's just pushing your buttons. I met with her a couple of days ago and again last night. I don't think she is going to be a problem moving forward. She had settled down a great deal last night." "Are you sure?" asked Martin, unconvinced. "Trust me, when I left her last night she was whipped," said Richard with a smile. "She won't be bothering you anymore. I gave her the five thousand you had left and told her that was it and that was all there was going to be. And that she was on her own from now on. I'm convinced you'll never hear from her again." "And my daughter?" asked Martin. "Her tuition is covered through the end of the term and after that she will be starting school in the fall and she has a full scholarship. In the meantime, I've arranged for a job for her with the same company that Jane is working for...and don't worry, it is a big company and there is no chance of them seeing each other or recognizing each other," said Richard, appreciating the element of truth in what he was saying. "She should be able to put a little money away after graduation, until she starts classes in the fall." Richard was pleased with the relieved look on Martin's face. He just needed to keep him on an even keel for one, maybe two weeks and then he would come see Martin one last time. "By the way, she said something about photos and videos you had taken of her. I hope you either destroyed them or have them stored someplace safe. If those turn up, it could really cloud the issue on your appeal. Where are they?" asked Richard. "Don't worry. They are well hidden. They are in the false bottom of my parent's steamer trunk that was in the garage. You have all that stuff in storage, don't you?" asked Martin "Yes," said Richard. Glad that he or Deirdre had another card to play, if it became necessary. "I guess I just overreacted," said Martin returning to their original conversation. "That bitch can really get under my skin sometimes." "She seems to have that effect on people, as far as I can see," agreed Richard. "Just be patient and don't do or say anything stupid. I'm working on your appeal and I don't need you muddying the waters. Do you understand?" "Yeah," said Martin. "Good then," said Richard as he got up to go. "Try to maintain an even strain for Christ's sake...and I'll see you in a couple of weeks. I hope to have some news that you will find very interesting." Richard smiled to himself as he closed the door behind him. Interesting news indeed, Richard thought to himself. ---------- As Richard drove back to his house he dialed his cell phone and got Villarreal on his private line. "It is set. Tomorrow morning when the bank opens," said Richard into the phone. "Tomorrow?" said Villarreal somewhat perturbed, "how about a little notice." "Sorry, but this needs to go down right away," said Richard, the concern apparent in his voice. "OK, tomorrow it is then. My people will be ready," said Villarreal as he hung up. Now all Richard had to do was get Deborah out of town and on her way to Mexicali. As long as she thought she was near the end of her rainbow, she wouldn't be stirring shit with Martin or anyone else. Richard dialed Deborah's cell. "Hello," said Deborah sleepily. "Still in bed?" asked Richard. "Ah, yeah. What time is it?" asked Deborah, still not fully awake. "It's time to get up. I've been on the phone since the crack of dawn making arrangements for you. I had to pull a few strings, but you'll be able to pick your stuff up at the bank in Mexicali in the morning when they open. You need to drive down this afternoon. I've had my assistant make a reservation for you at a hotel on this side of the border in El Centro. I'll text you the address. Got that?" said Richard. "Yeah, I guess," said Deborah still trying to wake up. "But I have to work tomorrow..." Richard cut her off. "You're picking up a wad of cash and a pussy full of diamonds and you're worried about working tomorrow," said Richard sharply. "Yeah, yeah, you're right. I'm not awake yet," said Deborah. "You'd better give your daughter a call and let her know you're going to be away for a few days, so she doesn't worry," said Richard. "A few days?" questioned Deborah. "Yeah, a few days," said Richard. "I took the liberty of booking you into a resort down there. It is kind of a fat farm, but they have a really nice spa. It will give you an opportunity to start enjoying your new found wealth and besides, I don't think it is a good idea to go back to your place right now." "Why not?" asked Deborah concerned. "I drove back to your place this morning and it was pretty torn up. Richie left a note on the mirror in your bathroom with your lipstick saying that you had better be there by the time he returned or you would be sorry," lied Richard. "But why did you go back," asked Deborah. "I accidentally left the folder with my papers in your bedroom, so I had to go back for them," said Richard, making stuff up as he went along. "Were they there? Did Richie find them?" asked Deborah alarmed. "No. And yes, they were under one of the towels on your bed," lied Richard. "But I would stay away for a few days if I were you. Just pick what you need up at the store on the way out of town and drive directly to El Centro. We can deal with Richie in a few days when you get back. OK?" "Yeah, I guess you're right," said Deborah, sounding convinced. "Remember to give Rebekah a call before you leave and let her know you are going to be away for a few days, so she doesn't worry. Cell phones don't work well down there, and not at all at the fat farm. You can tell her you are trying to work out some of the financial arrangements with her uncle can't you? That's not giving away too much, is it?" asked Richard. "No, I guess not. I'll call her right now and then shower and hit the road. I'll stop and do my shopping after I get over the hill in San Bernardino on my way...and thanks Richard. Thanks for everything you have done," said Deborah sincerely. "Not to worry. It's all in a days work," said Richard, very truthfully, he thought. ---------- As Richard pulled into his driveway it was almost 11. Once he was in the house he poured himself a double scotch. He had a long night and a busy morning and five o'clock was way too far in the future as far as he was concerned. That bitch could drive anyone to drink...or crazy. Just as he was about to dial the office and tell them he was running late, the doorbell rang. Good, he thought, he could give the couple the grand tour and see if the vibes he was getting from the beauty amounted to anything. As he opened the door, the young woman was alone. "Well, hello again," said Richard, "where's your husband." "He was called into work," she said," and he isn't my husband, we just live together." She brushed past Richard and entered the house. She crossed the living room and sat on the couch. As Richard crossed the room to join her he noticed for the first time that she had changed clothes. The blouse she was wearing now was sheer and he could make out her bare breasts underneath the almost transparent material. Her skirt was shorter and as she sank into the cushion on the sofa it road up and he could see that she wasn't wearing panties. "We haven't been introduced properly, I don't think. My name is Richard," he said as he extended his hand to shake hers. "I'm Lisa," she said with her come-hither smile again. "You don't have another one of those do you," as she pointed to his glass of scotch. "Yes of course," said Richard heading to the bar to pour her a drink and top his off. As he headed back to the couch Lisa was sitting back with her arms extended across the back of the sofa. The material on her blouse was stretched close to her body and her breasts and nipples were even more apparent through the now almost invisible material. Lisa's areolas were large and the nipples huge, the kind you wanted to suck on all day. Richard handed Lisa her drink and excused himself for a moment. "Please excuse. I was just about to check in with my office and let them know I am running late. I'll be with you in just a moment." Richard stepped into the study and closed the door. He dialed his assistant and let Ms. Ames know that he probably would be off the air the rest of the day and to cancel his two afternoon appointments. Richard made one more call and then decided it had been a tough couple of days and he needed a little diversion and who knew, perhaps he had discovered another new talent. When Richard rejoined Lisa in the living room he sat next to her on the couch. Reaching over he put his hand on her bare thigh and asked, "so where would you like to start your tour," as he squeezed her soft skin lightly. "I've always thought that the bedroom was the most important room in a house. You spend so much time there. Don't you agree?" said Lisa smiling sensuously. "The bedroom it is then," said Richard smiling, as he led the way up the spiral stairway. Richard opened the double doors leading into the master bedroom and the interior was much like the playroom at the ranch in Arizona. "You really can't appreciate the room unless it is by candlelight" said Richard as he started to light the candles. As he circled back to the doors he closed them, shutting out the sunlight. Richard hit the switch next to the door and instead of a light coming on, the bed began to revolve slowly. Lisa was standing next to the bed and turned as she felt it begin to move as it revolved, touching her leg. Lisa turned back to Richard with a bemused smile on her face and looked at him intently. "You can't believe how relaxing it is on the bed as it revolves," said Richard as he drew closer. "And the satin sheets feel wonderful, but only against bare flesh." Richard was unbuttoning Lisa's blouse now and she had reached behind herself and had unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt which fell to the floor. Lisa continued to stare at Richard intently as she sat on the edge of the bed and scooted back to the center, lying back and resting her head on the large cushions, drawing her arms up behind her head, making her breasts stand up firmly on her chest. Lisa's legs were spread and she had one knee drawn up. Her moist pussy was inviting Richard to explore it. Lisa watched as Richard undressed. When he dropped his pants and boxers to the floor in one motion, Lisa's gaze shifted from Richard's face to his raging hard on. Lisa was pleased with Richard's equipment. He was much longer and thicker than her boyfriend. She was sure he would be exploring previously uncharted territory in her pussy in a matter of minutes. But first she wanted to make sure he was all that he could be as she suddenly rose up on her knees and took Richard's cock in her two hands and made it disappear into her mouth in one long smooth motion. He really had an eye for talent, Richard thought to himself, as his cock disappeared down Lisa's throat. He decided to spend the rest of the afternoon making sure that his original impression was correct. He shouldn't make any rash judgments, he told himself, smiling. He owed it to everyone to make sure this potential new talent was as good as her first impression. It was the least he could do for his colleagues at Edge as he grabbed Lisa by the sides of her head and drove deeper into her throat, conducting what he was sure would become a very enjoyable and thorough job interview. The Bi-Product Ch. 06 Deborah wasn't able to get through to Rebekah before she left the motel, she had been in class. As she walked down to the service station Deborah decided to hit the road for El Centro. She had left a message for Rebekah and she could call back while Deborah was on the road. Deborah decided to drive over the hill to San Bernardino and take highway 10 to Indio and then drive down along the Salton Sea to El Centro. She would avoid the traffic congestion between Escondido and San Diego. Besides, she thought, she would do her shopping at the outlet stores in Cabazon and start upgrading her wardrobe, now that she could afford it. When the mechanic told her the bill was $400 she was floored. She didn't have that much cash on her and not enough credit on any of her cards. She could see that the mechanic was undressing her with his eyes and had an evil grin on his face. Deborah resigned herself to the fact that she would have to barter for her car. After an hour in the garage office, Deborah was finally ready for her trip to El Centro. The mechanic seemed to be pleased with the bargain, since he threw in a tank of gas. As Deborah got in her car to leave the hot upholstery stung the welts that crisscrossed her back. That bastard Richie, she would get even with him when she got back, she promised herself. She was on the interstate now and heading up the Cajon pass as the phone rang. Deborah could tell that it was probably Rebekah, since it was the school's number. "Rebekah?" said Deborah into the phone. "Hi, mom, you called?" said Rebekah. "Yes sweetie," said Deborah. "I just wanted to let you know that I was going to be out of town for a few days. I have to go settle some of your uncle's business. I didn't want you to worry, if you called and I didn't answer. I'm not sure if my cell will work down in Mexico." "Mexico?" questioned Rebekah. "Yeah, but just across the border in Mexicali," explained Deborah. "Your uncle's lawyer, Mr. Saunders, you know, the gentleman you met last night, made the arrangements to close out one of your uncle's bank accounts, so we will have the money for your schooling." "I'm sorry, you're breaking up. I couldn't understand that last part," said Rebekah. Rebekah's voice was breaking up as well. Deborah was approaching the top of the Cajon pass and she knew the cell phone reception would soon disappear. "The reception is getting bad. I'll call you later after I get to El Centro tonight. Love you sweetie. Talk to you later," said Deborah. "Bye mom," said Rebekah. "Love you." Deborah shut the flip phone and put it in the console next to her. Damn, she thought, the charger was back at the house. She only had half a charge left on the phone. As she descended the pass she decided to give her boss a call when she got to San Bernardino and the cell reception was better and let him know she wouldn't be in the next day. In fact, she would let him know that she would probably be gone for about a week. Screw him, she thought, he was the bastard that hooked her up with Richie in the first place. Deborah reached over and turned the cell phone off. Better save the battery, she decided. ---------- Deirdre was sitting alone at the head of the table in the conference room staring intently into her laptop. Richard had called from the house in Palmdale about an hour before and suggested that she log on to the web cams in the master bedroom. As she watched, Richard and a woman that he had identified as Lisa entered the bedroom and quickly got down to business. Deirdre was impressed by the woman's trim and athletic body. She was tanned all over and had exquisite breasts with large dark areolas. From the way they lay on her chest as she reclined on the large pillows Deirdre could tell they were natural. Her hair was honey colored and came down below her shoulders. Her bush was neatly trimmed and connected to long legs that looked like those of a ballerina. Deirdre shook her head. How did Richard find these women? She looked like a natural, and as she watched, Deirdre soon learned that Lisa fucked like one too. Lisa and Richard had been going hard at it for over an hour now and showed no sign of slowing down. Each of them had cum several times and only rested briefly before they were at it again. Lisa had demonstrated her world class cock sucking ability immediately when she effortlessly took Richard's huge cock down her throat. Lisa's pussy literally swallowed Richard's prick as she rolled over on top of him and rocked her pussy back and forth and up and down as she came to a frenzied orgasm. When Richard rolled her over and bored his cock into her ass she didn't so much as flinch. She grabbed handfuls of the satin sheets and pushed herself up to meet each thrust of his cock as he came, deep in her ass. They made two complete trips around the world before they lay back on the satin sheets, spent and covered in one another's sweat. Deirdre looked up at the clock and saw that it was almost time for lunch. She closed down the web cams and decided she would finish watching the recording of Richard's escapades later. She quickly checked her emails and then closed the laptop and headed off to lunch with the girls. ---------- Richard was already dressed and downstairs as Lisa showered and dressed. He was on the phone with the office and checking his messages. Villarreal had called and said that he would be calling back in the morning. Richard knew that meant that everything was set. He asked his assistant to setup an appointment for Lisa Brown at Edge in the morning for 10 a.m. As they had lain in bed exhausted and enjoying the afterglow of their intense love making Richard and Lisa had talked for a while. Lisa and Hank had just moved to southern California from Florida and she was looking for work. Hank was an aeronautical engineer and had just transferred to the skunk works in Palmdale. Lisa said she had been in the entertainment business back in Florida and Richard had a pretty good idea what kind of entertainment she was talking about. Richard could attest to her skill as a performer. When Lisa joined Richard at the table in the kitchen, he gave her one of his Edge business cards and confirmed to her that she had an appointment set for the following morning. "Thank you so much," said Lisa. "You really didn't have to do that." "Nonsense," said Richard. "My company is always looking for new talent and I am sure you could be a real asset to us. After you have interviewed, you can let us know if you are interested. In the meantime, I'll have my realtor contact you, and you and Hank can decide if you are interested in the house. She can show you both the rest of the house." Richard was fondling Lisa's breast as he spoke the last sentence, smiling wickedly, "although the rest of the house has nowhere near as much charm as the master bedroom." "If Hank likes the house, perhaps we can have you over. He loves to watch me entertain our guests," said Lisa provocatively as she ran her hand up Richard's thigh to his crotch. "Will I see you in the morning?" "Perhaps," said Richard as he saw Lisa to the door. "I'm probably going to have a busy morning. I'm closing a deal and once I do there will be much to be done. It was really one of the newer subsidiaries that attracted us to this deal and we are going to have to move quickly if we are going to capitalize on this investment." "Thanks for showing me your house, or at least the most important part of it," said Lisa smiling mischievously as she walked to her car. "It was my pleasure," said Richard flashing his wicked smile again, as he closed the door. Richard cleared and cleaned the glasses from the living room and checked in with the office one last time. He decided to stop by the storage yard on his way out of town and inspect Martin's trunk. Richard was interested to find out what treasures Martin may have stored there. He was sure the photos or videos might come in useful sometime in the future. The storage place was just off the highway on the way out of town. It took Richard about 15 minutes to locate the trunk and the false bottom pulled away easily with the edge of Richard's car key. Inside was a trove of video cassettes and several film envelopes full of photos and negatives. Richard stuffed them all in the reusable grocery bag he had brought with him from the trunk of his car. George should be able to convert the tapes to DVDs for him, Richard thought as he pulled back out on the highway and headed back to the valley. ---------- Jana and Sophie were breathing heavily as they continued to jog up the dirt road, nearing the crest of the hill. They were jogging longer and farther each day as their conditioning improved. The steep hill was sapping their energy as they continued to climb. As they crested the hill they stopped abruptly. Thirty yards ahead of them was a jeep with two uniformed men in it. They were about to turn and start back to the ranch when the flashing lights on the jeep came on and a voice told them to stop. It was obviously the no nonsense voice of someone enforcement and the women stopped in their tracks and turned back around to face the two men who were now walking toward them. Jana and Sophie could see that they were wearing khaki law enforcement uniforms and badges, although they couldn't see which agency they were from at this distance. Both men were wearing flight glasses and their faces were impenetrable. As they neared, the women could see that they were wearing the badges and patches of the Apache tribal police. Both men were big and muscular and appeared to be Apache themselves. "You ladies are trespassing on tribal land. Not to mention the fact that you don't have any clothes on. Public nudity is against the law on tribal land," said the larger and younger of the two men. "We didn't realize that we had crossed over onto tribal land. We're sorry," said Sophie. "We were just out jogging. We're from the ranch, back over the hill. We didn't mean to trespass on to your land..." said Sophie as the man cut her off. "This is all our land, including the ranch. The ranch land is just leased from us. All the land around you is tribal land, for as far as you can see," said the tribal officer. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to place you under arrest." The officers were standing right in front of the women now and they were enjoying the look of fear on the women's faces. As they produced their handcuffs, both women's eyes got big as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do or say. The officers cuffed their hands behind them and led them back to the jeep, where they produced two ponchos from the back of the vehicle and put them over their heads, covering their bodies with the scratchy material, before placing them in the back. "Please, can't you just let us go? We promise not to break your laws again," said Jana now, pleading. "I'm afraid we will have to take you back to our office," said the other officer now. "You'll have to be arraigned before our tribal magistrate." The two officers looked at each other and smiled. It was a half hour drive over the dusty dirt road until they got to the small village nestled in a valley between two large ranges of hills. It looked like a poor community. The only modern, well-kept building appeared to be the tribal police station. The officers parked around the side of the building and entered through the rear entrance directly into the area with the holding cells. Leading Jana and Sophie down the corridor past the cells on the right, they could see that several of them were occupied, with most of the occupants lying on their cots, probably sleeping one off. At the far end of the corridor there were two holding cells on the opposite side of the corridor. These cells didn't have open bars in front of them but had solid doors with only a small observation window at eye level. Each of the officers took one of the women into one of these cells and removed their ponchos and their jogging shoes, leaving them completely naked. The officers then removed their cuffs and left them alone in the cold cells as they closed the doors and locked them behind them. As the women looked up from each of their cells, they could see the officers closing the metal hatch on the lone window on each of the doors. The officers then turned the lights off from the outside, leaving them in total darkness and complete and utter silence. The rooms were obviously sound proof, thought each woman. Jana sat on the edge of her cot worrying what would happen next. Sophie lay back on her cot, resigned to what she suspected would be coming next. It was cold in the cells and both women were shivering. With no sheets or blankets on the bare mattresses the women were chilled to the bone. What seemed like hours passed as the women sat in the darkness, not sure what to expect next, but secretly fearing the worst. ---------- The first officer had moved down the corridor and was unlocking the other holding cells, pushing the occupants out the back door telling them that he hoped they had learned their lesson and he was going to let them go this time. But to go home now, or they would be arrested again. The drunks stumbled out the back door and disappeared down the dusty street toward the cluster of rundown shacks that lined the other road leading away from the station. The other officer had gone to the front office and was filling the other tribal police in on the situation. The dispatcher radioed the officers who were out on patrol and requested that they return to the station right away. Within an hour, the entire contingent of twelve tribal police was back at the station and the atmosphere had become downright festive. The first officer who had talked to the women appeared to be the police chief. He ordered one of the other officers to put a sign on the door saying they were closed for a meeting and to lock the door. Then all of the officers, including the dispatcher, made their way through the door to the cell block. The chief turned the lights on and entered each of the cells and talked to the women individually. He made it clear that the magistrate was out of town and wasn't expected back for a couple of weeks. The women could either remain in custody until he returned to be arraigned or they could agree to what he called other arrangements. If the women would be good prisoners and remain compliant with his orders andthose of his other officers and if they displayed good behavior, they would be released within hours. He asked each of them if they understood. They did, completely. He talked to Jana last and as she agreed to his terms he undressed. He decided he wanted a little of this to himself before he turned her over to his men. As he stood in front of Jana she looked up at him from the cot. She knew what he wanted and immediately took his cock in her mouth and gave him the blow job of his life. She hadn't had a cock in weeks and his was a nice one. Perversely, she enjoyed the feeling of his cock in her mouth and quickly brought him off as she kneaded his balls, sucking every last ounce of cum from his throbbing prick. Once he was through, he grabbed Jana by the arm and led her out the door into the bright cell area. Jana shuddered as she saw the other eleven naked men, all with hard ons waiting to take her new pussy for a test drive. The chief walked Jana into the nearest cell and made her bend overas he bound her wrists to two of the lower bars with the plastic zip ties that one of the other officers handed him. He walked over to Sophie's cell and led her out and through the open door and into the cell adjoining Jana's. He then made her bend over, so that Jana and Sophie were face to face and bound her wrists as well. The two women laced the fingers of each of their hands together through the bars and stared intently into each other's eyes, waiting for the inevitable. For the next hour the men took turns spewing their loads of cum into the two women's pussies. Surprising both women, they seemed to cum almost as often as the men as their new more sensitive clits responded to the probing attention. Eventually, the exhausted women were released from their restraints and led to the cots in their cells. For the next several hours the men sandwiched the women and used their holes two and three at a time until each of the men had enjoyed all the pleasure Jana and Sophie had to offer. The tribal officers then headed off to the showers and dressed. After the women had been allowed to sleep for a few hours they were taken to the showers themselves and breakfast was waiting for them when they returned to their cells. As the women finished breakfast they looked up and saw Deirdre standing in front of them, just outside their cells. She had clothing for each of them and handed them through the bars. "Get dressed and I'll get you out of here," said Deirdre as she walked over to the bench and retrieved their jogging shoes and handed them through the bars as well. "I'll go square things with the tribal police. Get ready as quick as you can." With that Deirdre disappeared into the front of the police station, closing the door behind her. ---------- "Thanks for providing my men and I with a welcome diversion from our normal menu of drunks and derelicts," said the police chief smiling at Deirdre. "They turned up just like you said when you called us yesterday morning. They were just as bright-eyes, bare assed and bushy tailed as you said they would be." "Just think of it as my way, Richard's and my way, of saying thank you for all of the discretion you and your men show in accommodating us at the ranch. We look forward to our continued and amicable relationship, said Deirdre. "I hope you and your men enjoyed yourselves." "Any time Deirdre, any time. Please say hello to Richard for me," said the police chief. "I'll give Richard your best Luke. I'll be talking to him later this morning," said Deirdre. "I'd rather you give me your best," said the chief smiling. "I would have thought you had enough by now," said Deirdre as she approached him. "Perhaps after you have had some rest," continued Deirdre as she looked him in the eye and stroked his stiffening cock through his pants. Deirdre smiled as she turned away. She loved being a prick tease. "Could you have one of your men release the poor things?" asked Deirdre. "I'll pull my car around to the side entrance." ---------- As the police officer led Jana and Sophie through the side door, Deirdre was waiting in one of the SUVs. The women got in the car silently, with Jana getting in the front seat next to Deirdre and Sophie in the back, behind Jana. The sun was just coming up on the horizon behind them as they drove silently for several miles back toward the ranch before Deirdre spoke. "Perhaps you shouldn't wander so far from the ranch in the future," said Deirdre casually. "You're lucky we have such a good relationship with the local tribal police. Luke was kind enough to call me and let me know that he was holding you overnight. Did they treat you well," said Deirdre as she looked over to Jana." "I've been treated worse," said Jana flatly. "Well, at least they didn't scalp you," said Deirdre enjoying herself as she turning to Jana with a smile and looked at Sophie through the rear view mirror, who was beginning to crack a smile. "Come on Jana," said Sophie from the back seat as she leaned forward and rustled Jana's hair. "I was tied up right across from you. I know how many times you came and it was at least as many times as I did...and that was a lot." Jana was blushing now, although you could barely tell through her deep tan. She was almost ashamed to admit it to herself, she had needed some cock and she was feeling strangely satisfied. In a way it frightened Jana how much she had changed. On the other hand, she knew she could never go back to being a timid little church mouse. The Bi-Product Ch. 06 Jana reached over and put her hand in Deirdre's on the console between the front seats and Sophie added hers, as she stroked Jana's hair from the back seat with her other hand. For the first time Jana realized that she had never been as emotionally committed to her husband as she was to these two women and she certainly never loved him as much as she now found herself loving Deirdre. She had enjoyed the Apache cocks that had probed her body for hours and brought her to so many orgasms the previous night and she had also enjoyed the countless other cocks that she had experienced over the last several weeks; but it was burying her head in Deirdre's sweet pussy and Deirdre's head in hers that Jana dreamed about and longed for now. Jana knew that her old life was completely over and regardless of what happened to Martin they were through. Jana knew there was no turning back now. The sexual beast inside of Jana had been awakened from its lifelong slumber and it was wide awake now, and it was ravenous, and wanted to be fed. The Bi-Product Ch. 07 Richard was exasperated. He had been calling Deborah's cell phone number all afternoon, ever since he left the storage yard. Her cell phone was apparently turned off and he had gotten more pissed by the moment. He had left a message for her to call him at the hotel, but he hadn't heard back from her yet. Richard was on his second cup of coffee now and getting ready to drive into the office when he decided to call her at the hotel himself. He wanted to catch her before she left the hotel to make the trip across the border. The man at the front desk answered the phone and Richard asked if she had gotten his message. The clerk explained that her message light was on and she had never called back to get the message. Richard asked for him to ring her room. Deborah picked up on the third ring. "Hello," said Deborah. "Who is it?" "It is Richard. I've been trying to get hold of you since yesterday. Your cell phone is turned off and you haven't return my message at the hotel." "Oh, my battery is almost dead and I turned it off...and I didn't realize you had left a message," said Deborah. "Didn't you see the light on the phone?" asked Richard, perturbed. "Oh, is that what that is for," said Deborah. "I'm sorry. What did you want? I was in the shower just now when you called." "I just wanted to check in and make sure you understood what you needed to do one last time," said Richard. "I've got it, don't worry about it. We went over this several times now," said Deborah. "Well, be careful when you leave the bank. It is a rough area down there and you'll be carrying a lot of money," said Richard, planting a seed. He didn't want her putting two and two together later and coming up with his name. "I will. I'm heading straight for the fat farm when I'm through. I could really use a massage," said Deborah, anticipating a day in the spa. "Did you talk to Rebekah?" asked Richard. "Does she know you're going to be away for a few days?" "Yes, I talked to her twice yesterday, on the way down, before I noticed my cell phone was going dead and again from the hotel last night," said Deborah. "I also called work and told them that I would be gone for a week," Deborah volunteered. "That's good, very good," said Richard almost to himself. "That way you can enjoy yourself at the fat farm," Richard said, almost as an afterthought. "Wish me luck," said Deborah brightly. "I do indeed," said Richard, knowing that from now on she would need it. ---------- As Deborah hung up she looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that she still had time to have breakfast downstairs before she left for the bank across the border in Mexicali, just a few miles away. As Deborah got dressed she looked in the mirror and she liked her new clothes. They didn't scream white trash, like her former wardrobe. Deborah finished packing her new bags and double checked to make sure she had the keys to her new locking metal makeup case on her key ring. She would store the diamonds inside the lotion bottles once she got to the fat farm, just like she had seen in the movies. The cash would go inside the empty soap boxes and toothpaste box in the case as well or be hidden in the clothing in her suitcase, if there wasn't' enough room, she thought. As she closed the door behind her and took the bags to her car, she reminded herself to pick up her cell phone at the front desk after she was through with breakfast and before she left for the bank, where she had left it to be recharged last night. ---------- It took Deborah about 45 minutes to get across the border. The border crossing was much busier than she had remembered from the last time she had been to Mexicali a few years ago. It must be the added security since 9/11 she thought to herself. The bank was just a few blocks across the border in Mexicali and she was able to park directly in front. She was happy she wouldn't have to far too walk when she left, she thought to herself. Once inside the bank she went to the manager's desk on the right, as Richard had instructed her. She presented him with Richard's business card. He asked to see her driver's license and passport. When she told him she didn't have a passport, he asked for whatever additional identification she might have, such as a social security card. The manager motioned for his assistant and handed her Deborah's IDs and said that they would photocopy them and return them. The manager gestured for Deborah to follow him and he led her to the safe deposit box cage at the rear of the bank. Once inside, the manager opened one of the medium size safe deposit boxes at the back of the room with his key and the one that Richard had given her and escorted her to one of the private cubicles where she could open the box. Once alone, Deborah quickly opened the box and could see that there were two small felt bags full of what she assumed to be the diamonds. She opened one and verified the contents and then the other. There were several wads of 100 dollar bills and she stuffed all of them, including the bags of diamonds, in her new large shoulder purse, closing the safe deposit box and walking back to the front of the bank to get her IDs before she left. Deborah reached for her cell phone in the outer pocket of the new purse and it wasn't there. Damn, she remembered. She had forgotten to get it back from the front desk before she left the hotel. It wouldn't do her any good at the fat farm anyway, Richard had told her. She would just have to give him and Rebecca a call from there after she arrived and call the hotel and ask them to hold it for her when she crossed back over the border in a few days. As she stood waiting for the manager, who was now talking to another customer, she could feel the sharp point of a blade pressing against her lower back. Two men stepped up to her sides as the man with the knife behind her whispered in her ear. "Walk straight out the front door and nothing will happen to you, otherwise I'll gut you like a fish," said the man in a sinister tone of voice as he pressed the knife point hard against her skin and she could feel the blade penetrate the material of her blouse. Terrified, Deborah did exactly as she was told. Once outside the men quickly pushed her in the waiting Humvee and piled in behind her. They made her kneel on the floor in the back seat as they put a hood over her head and tied her hands behind her with zip ties. She had seen the emblem of the Mexican Federal Police on the vehicle as they pushed her inside. What was going on, she thought. Was this a kidnapping? Did this have something to do with Martin? She just didn't know. The vehicle had been driving slowly as it made its way through the narrow streets, but it was picking up speed now as it bumped along the road. It must be a dirt road, Deborah thought, as the vehicle rattled forward picking up speed. Finally, they turned right and she could tell they were on a paved highway, picking up even more speed. After driving for what seemed like hours they arrived at their destination. The men had been talking excitedly the entire time in Spanish and she could only understand a few words, but she knew who the cunt was that they were talking about, she was sure. She could make out five voices, so there must have been another man in the front seat in addition to the driver and the three men in back who had abducted her. She couldn't tell as they pushed her to the floor in the back seat because the windows were so darkly tinted. The Humvee came to a stop and Deborah heard the doors open. The men lifted her by her upper arms and literally carried her across what sounded like tiles as they clicked against the metal plates on the bottom of one of the men's cowboy boots. She was being held under her armpits now by one of the men and the other was holding her by her ankles as they carried her down a narrow stairway. Deborah could feel the rough adobe walls scratch against her skin on each side as they descended what must have been a narrow stairway. As they went down it became much cooler, cold in fact. Once at the base of the stairway they stood Deborah upright again and led her forward and she could hear a large bolt being thrown on a door that creaked open. Once inside, the men sat her on the edge of what felt like a rope cot. The next thing Deborah heard was the door being closed behind her and the bold clacking into place. Deborah was terrified now. What had she gotten herself into? Would she get out of this alive? What would happen to her daughter? Would Richard be able to do anything? Deborah was so frightened by the prospect of what awaited her that she was trembled uncontrollably. Whether from fear or from the damp cold in the cellar room, Deborah continued to tremble as she lay on the rope cot for the next 24 hours, curled up in a fetal position, not knowing what would happen to her and letting her mind run rampant, imagining unspeakable fates fed by her worst fears. ---------- Richard had arrived at his office around 10:30. Villarreal had called him at about eleven and confirmed that the pickup had gone without incident. Richard would get another call in a few hours when Deborah arrived at Villarreal's compound, deep inside Baja, just west of San Felipe. Richard's plan was to isolate her for a few days and let her own fears break her down and make her more pliable. Richard knew that whatever she could conjure up in her own mind would probably be worse than anything he was prepared to do to her. The phone rang and it was his assistant Ms. Ames. "Tom from Edge is on the line and would like to speak to you. May I connect him?" "Certainly," replied Richard. "Richard, Tom here," said the enthusiastic voice. "I am sitting here with Lisa and she just went through our interview process and has taken the appropriate tests and has expressed an interest in joining us." "That's wonderful," said Richard, knowing he was on a speaker phone. "I've taken the liberty of showing Lisa around and she seems enthusiastic about getting started as soon as possible," said Tom. "Kieran and I have scheduled a screen test for later this afternoon and we wondered if you would like to join us." "What time did you have in mind? I'll be tied up at the office for another few hours," said Richard. "That should work fine. Let's say at six then," concluded Tom. "That's great. See you then," said Richard as he hung up quickly. His cell phone was ringing and the name and number of the caller alarmed him. It was Deborah's cell phone. "Hello, can I help you," Richard said, not identifying himself. "Hello, I am calling for Ms. Larsen. Is she there?" said the man's voice on the other end. "Not at the moment, but who is calling?" asked Richard. "I'm sorry. This is the front desk at the El Centro Hotel. Ms. Larsen forgot her cell phone when she checked out. She had left it here to be charged. She had forgotten to bring her own charger along," said the clerk on the other end. "This was the last number listed in her recent calls." "Yes, I'm her attorney. It was my assistant who made Ms. Larsen's reservation for her. I'm expecting her back in my office first thing tomorrow morning. Perhaps you could overnight it to my office. She'll be arriving at about the same time we get our Fedex deliveries tomorrow morning," Richard continued. "I'm sure she would like to have her phone back as soon as possible. May I put my assistant on the line and she can verify our address and she can give you the credit card information again for the return shipping," said Richard in his most pleasant and businesslike tone of voice. "Certainly," said the clerk, happy to have been able to accommodate his guest. "Thank you for being so conscientious young man. Now here is my assistant Ms. Ames," said Richard as he put the hotel clerk on hold. "The clerk from the hotel is on the line. Our client Ms. Larsen left her cell phone at the hotel. Could you provide him with our address and give him my credit card information so he can ship it back here overnight please? I'll be seeing her tomorrow afternoon," Richard lied as he hung up the phone smiling broadly. What a stroke of luck, thought Richard. This could make handling Rebekah that much easier. He had been concerned with how he would draw her away from the safety and security of the school and gain her confidence. Now he thought he had the key to both. Richard looked at his watch and decided that Deirdre would probably be back in the conference room by now. As he dialed her number a plan was finally forming in his head regarding Rebekah and he would need Deirdre's considerable skills to pull it off. "Richard, I was hoping you would call," said Deirdre brightly. "Tom tells me that Lisa wants to come on board. He says that you and Kieran are going to help him take her for a test drive. I'll make sure to watch on the webcams. Let's hope that her performance is up to Palmdale standards. You and she were burning it up." "Yeah, she is one hot number. I have a hunch she is going to work out really well. I can't wait to get the two of you together. I get hard just thinking about it," said Richard. "Speaking of which, that may be something we can do sooner, rather than later." "What do you mean?" asked Deirdre. "I'm going to need you back in LA. Do you think you can break away? I'm going to need your considerable motivational skills to manipulate and mold Rebekah properly. I think I know how I want to approach the situation now and your help would be invaluable. We can talk about it later. And besides, as I told you, I think you will be very pleasantly surprised when you meet the young lady," said Richard trying to be his most enticing. "When does she turn eighteen?" said Deirdre confused. "We can't do anything with her until she is old enough. Richard, it would be illegal. You could go to jail...and so could I." The concern was apparent in Deirdre's voice. "Well, that's the other good news. She is actually already eighteen. For whatever reason, her mother faked her birth date on the school application. To them and the world, including Rebekah, her 18th birthday is in about a week, but she actually turned eighteen last year. Aside from her mother, father and John, you are the only other person who knows, so let's keep it that way. The 18th birthday angle is what is going to help sell this to our customers. We need to hold that information close. Besides, I doubt our customers are going to care whether it is an 18 or 19 year old virgin that is being deflowered before their eyes." "How could she not know her age?" asked Deirdre suspiciously. "She's been at the school practically her whole life. She doesn't have a driver's license; she doesn't even have a social security card. She has no reason to doubt how old she is. She only knows what her mother has told her," said Richard. "But back to the point, can you break away and get back here?" "Well, actually that could work out well. I'm concerned that Jana is getting a little too clingy and a break might be good for the both of us," said Deirdre. "Can you send Todd and Paul over here? It is probably a good time to have them start working with Jana on a daily basis, so they have their act together when they hit the road." "How about Sophie," asked Richard, "can you spare her as well?" "I'd prefer not to," said Deirdre. "Jana still needs a female presence." "OK, but we'll need someone to help with Rebekah's makeover. Got any suggestions?" asked Richard. "As a matter of fact yes," said Deirdre. "Your new girl Lisa has a background in makeup and styling. I saw it on her resume." "Really?" said Richard, surprised. "I guess you were looking at a different resume," said Deirdre sarcastically. "Yeah, I guess so," said Richard laughing. "Oh, I almost forgot, Luke says hello," said Deirdre. "Right...how did things go? Was fun had by all?" asked Richard. "Apparently so, Sophie said that Jana was coming right and left. My gut is telling me that she has turned a corner and her libido is really kicking in. She is exhausting me in bed every night," said Deirdre. "Poor baby," laughed Richard. "I don't know that Lisa will give you any rest either." "I guess we'll just have to see. Maybe we'll exhaust you. What do you think of that big boy?" retorted Deirdre. "There are worse fates..." said Richard as his voice trailed off. "Hey, I'm going to have to go. It's Villarreal on my cell. I'll talk to you later." ---------- "Richard here," he said into the cell phone. "The package has been delivered," said Villarreal. "What do you want us to do with her now?" "Let's move slowly for now. I still want her thinking she has been kidnapped for now and that she is being held for ransom." "OK, but my men are going to want to know if they can sample the goods. If a mind is a horrible thing to waste, a pussy is even more so. At least that's the way my men are going to look at it," said Villarreal amusing himself. "Tell them to keep their powder dry for a couple of days and then they can have all they want for as long as they want," said Richard. "By the way, what is your computer and internet situation at the ranch? Do you have anyone there who is technical? "Why? What did you have in mind?" asked Villarreal. "Ideally, I'd like to have a live webcam from the room where you are keeping her. Is that something that you can swing?" asked Richard. "And I'll need to have someone use the video camera I sent along to shoot some specific stuff and upload it to our server. Is that possible too?" "It shouldn't be a problem. We have a D3 line running into the ranch. We oversee our whole operation from there. It should be easy enough to add a couple of additional webcams into our surveillance system. We may even have one in the cell already. I have a full-time IT guy on staff to oversee our system. I'll have him email you the IP addresses and password," said Villarreal. "Great. I'll send you a list of the video I need and I'll let you know when I want it shot. I can't tell you how much I appreciate your help on this," said Richard. "Think nothing of it," said Villarreal. "You can let Jana take care of all your thank yous for you." "Perfect. She can be incredibly polite, when necessary," said Richard. "I'm looking forward to it," said Villarreal as he hung up. The Bi-Product Ch. 08 Deirdre looked concerned as she hung up the phone after talking to Richard. The mere mention of Villarreal's name was cause for alarm as far as she was concerned. She didn't like him. Her training as a psychologist had prepared her to recognize a true sociopath when she saw one and she had always tried to steer clear of Villarreal and encourage Richard to do the same thing. What might Villareal have to do with Richard's plans? What might Richard have gotten them into? Deirdre resolved that she would get him to come clean when she saw him. They had a lot to talk about. She was beginning to think that Richard liked the new girl Lisa maybe a little too much. It was one thing to sample the product; it was another thing to form an attachment. That is why she needed to distance herself from Jana for a while. She knew Richard could sometimes think with his dick. She had always been able to manage him by keeping that particular thinking organ firmly inside her pussy where she could control it. She had been away too long, she decided. It was time to come home and give Richard some home cooking. Deirdre decided to go check on the girls. They should be in the exercise room. As she opened the door to the small room behind the mirrors she could see them practicing their routine on the pole directly in front of her. Deirdre could not help but be impressed with how beautiful they were. After all, their bodies had been sculpted in her image. They were bronze and golden versions of her. As Deirdre watched Jana's limber body work through her routine on the pole Deirdre could feel the wetness start to drip from the bare pussy beneath her short leather skirt. Yes, she too, was starting to form an attachment she reminded herself again. And that was another good reason to get back to LA. ---------- Richard continued to work the phones from his office the rest of the afternoon. There was much to do in the next couple of weeks. His first call was to the bank manager in Mexicali to thank him for his cooperation and to ask him to overnight him Deborah's driver's license and other ID, as well as a copy of the video from the surveillance cameras in the bank. "What do you want me to do with her car?" asked the bank manager. Her car, thought Richard. Hell, he had forgotten the car. "Drive it out in the desert and burn it, but send me anything in the glove compartment or trunk that might contain any personal information, along with the other stuff," said Richard, perturbed with himself that he had overlooked that detail. Richard's next call was to his housekeeper. He asked her to prepare the guest room and to make a trip to the department store and buy some new bedding, quilts and towels for the guest bedroom and bathroom that would appeal to a young woman. He lied and told her that Danielle's teenage cousin would be visiting for a couple of weeks. Next Richard called George. He would know what sort of hardware Richard would need to disguise his voice on the phone and what software he would need to be able to track the use and keystrokes on a laptop. George moonlighted doing video surveillance for a couple of the Hollywood studios on the side and would know what Richard needed. George told him it would save time if he just let him take care of it. He could run out and get what he needed in an hour and have it when Richard arrived at Edge for the screen test at six. "That's great," said Richard. "Thank you. So both laptops will be loaded with the spyware and I can monitor one from the other?" "That's right. You'll be able to see everything that the person on the other laptop sees," said George. "By the way, how much do you want to disguise your voice? What are you going for, do you want creepy?" "As creepy as possible, thank you, hair standing up on the back of your head creepy," said Richard. "Got it, see you at six," said George as he was hanging up. "Oh, wait one last thing. Do you want to enable the camera on the front of the laptop so you can see the person using it?" Richard hadn't thought of that. "Great idea, yes please. See you at six." The final call was to the law firm's investigator. Big John had been a detective with the LAPD before he lost his job over a use of force beef. Richard had a job for him that he should enjoy. John was married to a stunning black woman and the looks that they got from some people because of their mixed marriage really got under his skin. Richard was sure that he would enjoy helping him out with Richie and his friends. The plan that Richard was forming would require him to take Rebekah to her mom's home once he extricated her from the school and start to break her down by showing her what kind of life her mother actually led. Richard didn't need to consult Deirdre on this. He had watched Deirdre break enough young vulnerable girls down that they had pulled off the streets in Hollywood to know the drill himself. The one thing Richard didn't need was Ritchie or his friends showing up at Deborah's house while he was there with Rebekah; and that is where Big John came in. He would have him follow Richie for a couple of days and, hopefully, catch them in the middle of some nefarious act. Big John could alert the local police to catch them red handed and make sure baldy and his friends were cooling their heels in jail when Richard and Rebekah were at her mom's house. Richard was positive that Big John could pick up their trail at the titty bar where Deborah had worked. If all else failed, and he couldn't catch them breaking the law, Big John had a swing like Hank Aaron when it came to wielding a piece of lead pipe, Richard thought evilly. When he got through with them they wouldn't be bothering anyone for a while. Big John had only been using his night stick when he lost his job with LAPD. "Skin heads huh?" said Big John. "It will be my pleasure. Are you sure you want me wasting my time following them? I'd just as soon go straight to plan B." "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's not go nuclear right away," said Richard. "I'd prefer they not suspect a hidden hand in their demise. They might conclude Deborah put you up to it and that could backfire." "I suppose you're right," said Big John disappointed. "I'll get right on it." "Thanks. Keep me informed," said Richard as he hung up. Richard looked at his watch and it was almost five. He decided he had better head over to Edge now. He might run into some late afternoon traffic as people were heading home from work. ---------- Deirdre had suggested that they eat dinner and turn in early. She teased Jana and Sophie, telling them that she had a surprise for them. Both women were intrigued, since they knew a Deirdre surprise could be anything from erotic and exciting to cruel and terrifying. Both women were filled with a mixture of dread and anticipation as they followed her into the game room. They were surprised to discover that two of the mirror panels had been pulled back to reveal a large screen TV that was recessed into the wall. It was turned on and all that was visible was a pinpoint beam of light that illuminated what looked like crimson colored satin sheets. You could barely make out what looked like large pillows to the top and back of the screen. "Sorry there is no popcorn," said Deirdre as the women tried to figure out what was up, "but I think you'll enjoy the show anyway. It should start any minute. Why don't we relax on the bed and watch?" Deirdre took Jana and Sophie's hands and led them to the bed. Deirdre positioned herself in the middle and the women all lay on their sides watching the screen with anticipation as they stroked one another's bodies; softly caressing one another's flesh, kneading each other's breasts and occasionally finding one another's pussies with their probing fingers. All three women were hot with anticipation and all they were looking at was an empty sheet. A woman's figure appeared on camera in the foreground silhouetted against the bright light in the background. She was standing sideways and you could see large erect nipples on her breasts and her trim athletic figure. Her flat stomach contrasted with her beautifully formed breasts and her nicely rounded ass. She moved toward the bed slowly, sensuously. As she climbed on the bed and crawled toward the light at its center each of her movements was catlike and strangely erotic. She had it in spades, Deirdre thought to herself. She just ate the camera. As her body came into full view from the overhead light she slowly began to roll over sitting back with her arms behind her as she lifted one knee and spread her legs to reveal her moist pinkness to the camera. Looking straight into the lens with her lustful bedroom eyes she reached back and slid one of the pillows under her beautiful ass and then lay back resting her head and shoulders on another, never taking her eyes off the camera lens. As she lay back against the pillow, she brought her arms to rest behind her head, her breasts thrust out toward the camera revealing the large lush brown areolas and delectably large nipples. She spread her legs wide and rocked her hips back and forth and from side to side. As she did so she brought her right arm down and licked her index finger sensuously for the camera, sticking it in her mouth, sucking it as she moistened it with her saliva, never taking her eyes off the camera as it captured the lust in her eyes. Reaching down to the patch of hair between her legs she began to stroke her pussy with her moistened index finger, rocking her hips back and forth as she stroked her engorged pussy, finding her sensitive clit. "Ladies, let me introduce you to Lisa," said Deirdre in a soft and sultry voice. "She is the newest member of our little family." "She is so beautiful," said Jana breathlessly as she followed every movement of Lisa's finger in her soft, pink, wet pussy. Jana had reached behind her and found Deirdre's own wetness and was gently stroking her clit. Deirdre had done the same and was slowly stroking Sophie as all three of their bodies melded together. Sophie reached over Deirdre and her finger disappeared into Jana's slippery pussy. As the women lay close together watching the screen the air was filled with the musky aroma of their dripping pussies. As Lisa started to thrash her ass up and down more vigorously and as her breathing became heavier, causing her breasts to heave wildly, she was very close to orgasm. As the three women watched, transfixed, each of them too, was nearing orgasm. As though on cue, all four women exploded in orgasm at almost the same time. Their orgasms seemed to go on forever as each of them squirmed to extract every last ounce of ecstasy from their throbbing pussies. All four women were lying still now, as they breathed heavily and basked in the afterglow of their intense orgasms. "Wow, she is really something, when is our next office party?" asked Sophie as Deirdre playfully slapped her behind. "You horny little thing," said Deirdre. "What do you think Jana?" "She is the second most beautiful woman I have ever seen," said Jana almost to herself. Sophie disentangled herself from the other two women and headed for the door. "I'll...I'll be right back. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she said, trying for a note of levity, as she closed the door behind her. She was hurt and she didn't want Deirdre or Jana to see her face betray her. She knew who Jana thought was most beautiful and it wasn't her. She also knew who Jana was actually in love with. She could tell it from the way Jana behaved in bed with Deirdre. She was the odd man (woman) out. As the door closed, Jana rolled over and wrapped her arms around Deirdre, nuzzling her head in Deirdre's breasts as she hugged her tightly before scooting up and giving her a long and passionate kiss. Both women were still delirious with lust and barely noticed that Sophie was gone. Within moments they had switched positions and had their heads buried in each other's aching pussies. Sophie had downed a double-bourbon at the bar in the living room and tried to ignore the house staff that saw her crying. As she composed herself, she headed back to the game room to rejoin the two women who were the center of her existence and for whom she would do anything. Sophie wiped the tears from her eyes and opened the door to the game room, hoping that they would not notice her red eyes in the dim candle light as she rejoined them. Jana was lying on her back with Deirdre's head resting between her breasts, her raven hair draped across Jana's lower chest. Jana was stroking Deirdre's hair and Deirdre kneading and stroking Jana's left breast. Both women looked over to Sophie and smiled before returning their attention to the big screen. As Sophie snuggled up against Deirdre she kissed her on the neck and then nibbled her ear before licking and then sucking Jana's left breast tenderly. Sophie scooted up and let her head come to rest against Jana's as she kissed her right cheek. All three women turned their attention back to the large screen. Lisa was busy now. She had three cocks that were in desperate need of attention. Tom, Kieran and Richard had moved forward out of the darkness and Lisa had crawled to the edge of the bed and had both her hands and mouth occupied with bringing the three men to full erection. As Lisa worked the men to full size the camera caught the alarmed look on her face as she struggled to wrap her lips around Tom's massive prick and then couldn't get her fingers to meet when she wrapped them around his expanding cock. George's camera was able to capture the look of apprehension and fear in Lisa's eyes as she contemplated Tom's monstrous prick tearing her pussy apart. "Looks like Lisa hasn't seen anything that angry before," said Sophie, amused. "That's bigger than anything most women are ever going to have to take," said Deirdre. "I thought he was going to split me in half the first time he had that thing in me." "I used to think it was big too," said Jana. "Now I know better." Jana had turned her head and was looking directly at Deirdre who looked up from between Jana's breasts having sensed the tone in Jana's voice. Deirdre squeezed Jana's breast tenderly and continued to look Jana in the eye, with a look of tenderness and understanding. "Me too, until Maurice took me around the world for the first time," said Deirdre softly. "Maurice," said Jana questioningly. "Yes, Maurice. Or the giant as you called him in your nightmares in the dispensary," said Deirdre. "The dispensary...how do you know...," Jana started to ask, confused. "Because I sat with you every night until they returned you to your own room," said Deirdre, still looking in Jana's eyes. "I held your hand every night during every nightmare as your fragile mind tried to come to grips with the experience." Deirdre took Jana's left breast in her hand now and pulled it to her mouth, sucking it long and hard as Jana stroked the right side of Deirdre's face affectionately. "You had that monstrous thing inside you too?" asked Jana after a few minutes. "Of course, I would never ask you or Sophie or anyone to do anything I hadn't done myself," said Deirdre softly and seriously. As Sophie lay with them, listening to the conversation, she hadn't realized that Deirdre had sat up each night with Jana or shared the mutual affection that she felt for both of them. Deirdre could feel Sophie's tears as they struck her shoulder. She knew that Sophie had been upset when she left the room earlier, but wanted to let her work it out herself. She knew how Sophie felt about Jana, but she also knew that she and Jana were in a different place, on a different level. Deirdre rolled over and wiped the tears from Sophie's eyes and kissed each of them tenderly. Sophie opened her mouth eagerly to allow Deirdre's tongue to meet hers. For the next half hour Deirdre would devote her full attention to soothe Sophie's battered ego as they buried their heads into each other's slippery pussies. Jana turned over on her side to watch the big screen and leave Deirdre and Sophie to their love making. Jana had never watched porno in her previous sheltered life and she was fascinated and aroused as she watched the men taking turns burying their cocks in Lisa's throat. Lisa was so uninhibited in her lovemaking, her animal desire palpable. Jana knew from personal experience what was coming next and she was fascinated to watch as Kieran lay beneath Lisa as she lowered herself on his engorged cock. Richard was next, making his cock completely disappear down her throat. Finally, Tom straddled Lisa from behind and slowly began to stretch out Lisa's ass with his huge cock. George's camera captured in close up as Lisa's eyes widened in fear and pain as Tom's humongous prick tore into Lisa's ass. Lisa's screams were only muted by Richard's cock as he drove it deeper and deeper into her throat. Kieran's thrusts were in sync with Tom's as they pounded her pussy and ass as hard as they could. Lisa's tits were flopping wildly in every direction as the men quickened their pace as they approached orgasm. Sweat was dripping from Lisa's body now and her ass cheeks were quivering as she took every inch of Tom's cock up her ass. The cameras were focused on the men's faces now and you could tell Richard would be the first to come, streams of hot cum filling Lisa's throat and mouth. As Richard finished he pulled out and Lisa choked as she breathed air in quickly and cum started to drip from the corner of her mouth. Lisa's moans and screams could be heard now as Richard lay back on the bed next to her, exhausted. Kieran and Tom were still pounding Lisa as hard as they could. Both men looked close. "Oh God Tom, fuck my ass, fuck me hard. Cum in my ass. Fill my ass. Oh God. Give it to me. Fill my ass. Fuck me hard. Harder," screamed Lisa in a guttural voice like a wild animal, as she reached up and grabbed a handful of Tom's hair. Lisa was swinging her breasts back and forth, pummeling Kieran's chest with her luscious tits. Lisa was making loud animal sounds now, the grunts and squeals coming from somewhere deep inside her, as her own orgasm started to build. Both men could feel her ass and pussy trying to suck the cum from their engorged cocks and it was just too much for them. Both men exploded into Lisa at almost the same time and their pulsing pricks were the last straw that drove Lisa over the edge too as she came with them. Tom pulled away and fell back on the bed, trying to catch his breath and Lisa lifted slightly to let Kieran roll over on his side as he tried to catch his breath as well. Lisa rose up on all fours and crawled toward Richard. Taking his flaccid cock in her mouth she began working him toward erection again, making sure that her gaping ass and pussy were in full view of the camera as the cum dripped from her constantly contracting holes and down both of her thighs. Jana had been watching with rapt attention. Only now did she realize that she had been finger fucking herself and was in the throes of her own orgasm. "Poor Richard," said Jana finally, "I don't think Lisa is going to give him any rest." Deirdre and Sophie had just finished bringing each other to orgasm and Deirdre rolled over on her side to look. The camera was on Richard's face now as Lisa willed his cock to erection with her mouth. Deirdre recognized the look on Richard's face as he looked down at Lisa. It was a look that Deirdre had seen more times than she could count. But she thought that look was only for her and she felt unnerved as she watched Richard's face fill the large screen in front of her. Deirdre rose up and lay back between Sophie and Jana, pulling both their heads to her breasts. As they worshipped the breasts of their queen goddess, Deirdre stroked their hair and caressed their faces gently. The Bi-Product Ch. 08 "Richard called today," said Deirdre casually. "He needs me back in LA for another project. He wants you to come back to Sophie. We need you to work your magic with another makeover." "Am I coming too," asked Jana with some concern, not wanting to be left alone. "No, you will be staying here Kitten. You still have some work to do. Todd and Paul will be joining you, so you certainly won't be lonely." "And I'm thinking about sending the new girl Lisa along as well. Would you like that Kitten?" asked Deirdre as she made eye contact with Jana who looked up to meet her gaze. "Yes...yes I would," said Jana as she was already imaging Lisa's huge luscious nipples in her mouth. "Can they join me in here at night?" Deirdre could see the look of crazed lust in Jana's eyes. She knew that Jane was completely gone now and that only Jana, her creation, remained. "Of course Kitten. They are yours to play with. Their only job is to give you pleasure. Use them how you like. Do with them whatever you want. Just remember that you need to work with the boys in the gym each day. They will show you the other things you need to learn. Will you do that for me Kitten?" asked Deirdre. "Of course," said Jana earnestly. Exhausted, the two girls fell asleep as they nuzzled against Deirdre's warm breasts. Deirdre had retrieved the remote below the pillow and had muted the sound. She continued to watch as Richard fucked Lisa's pussy yet again and then her ass, slowly and with passion. Tom and Kieran and the rest of the crew had departed with only the stationary overhead camera still recording the activity on the bed. Lisa rolled over on her back and pulled Richard's head between her breasts, stroking his hair as he fell asleep in her arms. Lisa was looking intently into the camera now with an unflinching gaze. Deirdre was sure that Lisa's stare was meant for her, taunting her, throwing down the gauntlet, she thought. As Lisa continued to stare into the camera and Deirdre at the large monitor, Deirdre decided that Lisa would have to be dealt with. There was only one queen bee in this hive and Lisa was about to feel her sting. The Bi-Product Ch. 09 As Richard awoke he could see Lisa across the soundstage in the half light, she was dressing. "What time is it?" asked Richard. "It's around midnight. I have to get home," said Lisa. "We have a suite here. You're welcome you use it. It's kind of late to be driving back over the hill," suggested Richard. "No. I need to get home. I'm sure Hank has a pair of blue balls after watching that," said Lisa. "How did he..." Richard started to say as Lisa anticipated his question. "George gave me the IP address for the feed. I hope that was OK," said Lisa. "Sure not a problem," said Richard as he made a mental note to talk to George about it. "Well, drive safely. I may see you tomorrow afternoon, if I can get away from the office early enough. If not, can you plan on staying over tomorrow night? Deirdre will be back in town and I am certain she will want to meet you." "I'm looking forward to it. All I hear around here is Deirdre this and Deirdre that. She sounds like a force of nature," said Lisa admiringly as she headed out the door. Richard dressed hurriedly and headed for Deirdre's office. He had left the two laptops and the voice device there, along with the ten DVDs that George had converted from the video cassettes that Martin had concealed in the trunk. Richard asked George about what was on the tapes and he described them as really bad porn, at least what he had watched, but then George had some pretty high standards, Richard thought to himself. Richard decided he would review them when he got to his office in the morning. But now, he needed to get home and get some sleep. If tomorrow night went as he anticipated, neither Lisa or Deborah would give him any sleep, as he smiled to himself. ---------- Deirdre lay in bed with Jana still wrapped around her body. Sophie had already got up and headed back to her room to shower. Sophie wanted to get started packing and be ready to go the following day. She still had some clothes that needed washing. As Deirdre lay there thinking about the previous night, she could see that Richard and Lisa were now gone, from the screen on the wall. She grabbed the remote to see if they had moved to the suite or to the playroom off her conference room and both of them was empty and appeared to be unused. Deirdre's thoughts were interrupted as Jana began moaning softly now and her body was tensing and then trembling gently as she continued to cling to Deirdre. Looking down, Deirdre smiled when she saw that Jana's finger was buried in her own pussy. Jana was having a wet dream. When Jana eventually climaxed and the orgasm swept over her body, Jana finally awoke. As she looked up, Deirdre was smiling at her. "That was some dream. Did it involve anyone I know?" Jana's body tensed and Deirdre could see the flush of embarrassment on her flesh, even in the half light. Jana's eyes were downcast, trying to avoid eye contact. Deirdre was intrigued and decided to probe a little further. What could possibly embarrass Jana at this point? "Who were you fucking in your dream, to make you so embarrassed? Come on, tell me," said Deirdre gently prodding for an answer. "You can't keep me in suspense." "It is too embarrassing; please don't make me tell you. Please." said Jana, pleading. Deirdre moved farther down in bed so she was face to face with Jana. Draping her right leg over Jana's body she took Jana's head in her right hand and leaned forward giving her a tender kiss on the lips and then on each of her eyes. "You can tell me anything, you know that, don't you?" said Deirdre soothingly. "I promise to keep your secret. I want you to feel as though you can tell me anything, absolutely anything." Deirdre was whispering in Jana's ear now, kissing it at the same time." "It...it is just so embarrassing," said Jana, finally surrendering to Deirdre's will. "It was...it was my boys, my sons." Deirdre could feel Jana's body heaving now and she could feel Jana's tears dripping on her shoulder. "You were dreaming you were fucking your own sons," said Deirdre slowly, for emphasis. It wasn't so much a question as an affirmation of that fact. "Yes, I know it is awful...but I've been having that dream ever since the boys were fourteen or fifteen. Ever since there things started to get big...I used to close my eyes and imagine them inside me when I was in the shower...Oh, please Deirdre, never tell anyone about this. You're the only person I have ever told. You are the only person I WOULD ever tell," said Jana tearfully as she moved closer to Deirdre kissing her passionately as she slipped her tongue into her mouth. Just thinking about fucking her sons had made Jana hot again and Deirdre could sense her arousal. Deirdre rolled over on top of Jana and lay on top of her, letting her breasts press hard into Jana's. Deirdre was kissing Jana's neck now and then nibbling on her ear lobe as she whispered, "Do you dream of your sons' long hard cocks pounding your pussy and your ass?" Deirdre's own finger had found Jana's wet pussy now and Jana was breathing hard beneath her as Deirdre continued to whisper into Jana's ear, "Can you feel their long thick cocks sliding in and out of your wet pussy. Can you feel their lips, their teeth, their mouths sucking your breasts into their mouths?" Jana's eyes were closed and she was getting close, very close as her pussy clamped down on Deirdre's probing finger. Deirdre was still whispering in Jana's ear, "can you feel their tongues in your ass, in your pussy, licking your clit, sucking it. Can you feel them making you come over and over again as they pump their cum deep inside you?" Deirdre had finally pushed Jana over the edge and she was coming hard now, with wave after wave of passion sweeping over her body. Once Jana's body quit convulsing, Deirdre rolled off and Jana jumped up and ran to the door and down the hallway to her room. She was disgusted with herself and embarrassed that she had let Deirdre make her tell her depraved fantasies to her. Instinctively, Jana headed for the shower to clean herself, as though the warm water could wash away the guilt she felt for her debauched dreams. Deirdre continued to lie in bed, smiling. If only Jana knew, Deirdre thought to herself. That was an interesting little tidbit of information. Good thing Richard talked her out of using the video or photo with her sons to blackmail her into following through in the tent, thought Deirdre. It might not have done any good. Deirdre already knew from Richard that the boys had planned on having their way with their mother. The boys had developed an elaborate plan for how they were going to blackmail her and get her to submit to them. In fact, Deirdre knew the reason that Martin had banished them to Arizona was to put an end to those plans after it was clear that the boys were obsessed with fucking their mother. Martin had known for at least a year before he was arrested that the boys were watching their mother in the shower through the peephole they had punched through their bedroom wall and beating themselves off as they watched her play with herself under the pulsing warm water. Martin wanted his boys to be masculine and powerful. He wanted them to see women as nothing more than sex objects, as he did. He guided them through their first experience with a woman on their eighteenth birthday. But Martin drew the line at them fucking their mother. Not because he would have objected to it, in fact, he would have enjoyed watching it. But it could have unraveled his whole life, if anyone at the church found out about it. Keeping his wife a paragon of virtue had always helped assure Martin's position in the church. That is why he shipped the boys out of town. He just couldn't take the chance that the boys would let their lust for their mother ruin everything he had worked so hard for by destroying their image as an All American family. Deirdre laughed to herself, for a bunch of uptight holier than thou church types, there sure was a lot of lust and sinfulness in that family. Deirdre guessed that is why Jana was such a handful in bed. Deirdre remembered Voltaire's quote from her philosophy class in college, "Ice cream is exquisite-what a pity it isn't illegal!" Jana really liked her ice cream, but she liked hers hot and slightly salty, Deirdre thought, smiling. Deirdre decided that soon both Jana and her boys would have the opportunity to live out their fantasies for real. And Deirdre couldn't wait to have George put it on film. Deirdre showered and headed to the kitchen for coffee. As she opened the door, she could see that Sophie was already there. "Good morning," said Deirdre. "Looking forward to getting home?" "Yeah," said Sophie lying. "What's the new project?" "Oh, I'll tell you more about it when you get there. To be honest, I don't know all the details yet. This is something Richard has been working on and he has been very secretive," said Deirdre truthfully. "Should I stop by the office when I get to town?" asked Sophie. "That shouldn't be necessary. Go home and get a good night's rest. I'm flying out this afternoon, so you and Jana are on your own for dinner tonight. Make sure she gets her sun and works on her pole routine," concluded Deirdre. "Will do," said Sophie. "I guess it is just Jana and I tomorrow night, huh?" "Yeah, good luck getting some rest," said Deirdre smiling. "No kidding," said Sophie laughing. "I guess she is making up for lost time. I've never seen anyone with a sex drive like that girl." What Sophie didn't tell Deirdre was that she was looking forward to having Jana all to herself. Jana had just opened the kitchen door as Sophie finished talking and smiled at them saying, "Good morning. I guess last night was our last night together. I'm really going to miss you both. I hope we're not going to be separated for too long." "I feel exactly the same way," said Deirdre as she got up and started toward the door, stopping only to give Jana a peck on the cheek. "Got to get to the phones, you girls have a good morning." ---------- Deirdre was on the phone the minute she hit the conference room. Her first call was to her assistant to make her airline reservations for latter this afternoon and to make Sophie, Todd, Paul and Lisa's reservations as well. Deirdre asked her assistant to coordinate airport transportation at her end and she would make the arrangements from the ranch. Deirdre told her assistant they could trade emails later in the morning and they could work out the details of everyone's itinerary. Deirdre's next call was to Richard. He should be up by now, she thought. When he answered his cell phone she could hear the traffic noise in the background. "Already on your way in?" asked Deirdre. "Yeah. It is going to be a long day. I'm not sure I will have time to stop by the office this afternoon. Can we just meet at home this evening?" asked Richard. "Sure. I may be a little late. I need to get caught up on some things," said Deirdre. "That's fine. By the way, can you give Lisa a ride?" asked Richard. "I told her you would want to get to know her. I thought tonight would be a good opportunity." Deirdre smiled to herself. That horny little bastard, he couldn't wait to get the both of us in bed together with him. Truth be told, she was looking forward to it too. She was getting wet just thinking about Lisa, and Deirdre wanted to take the measure of this woman too. "That will work out well, especially since she will need to fly out to Arizona first thing in the morning. I'll have my assistant call her and let her know to bring a bag with her this morning," said Deirdre. "I thought you were going to have her do the makeover?" asked Richard somewhat confused. "I know, but the more I thought about it, you were right. We need Sophie here for that. She already knows the ropes and there is a lot more to it than just styling someone's hair," said Deirdre. "Besides, Jana can't wait to get Lisa's tongue in her pussy." "Yeah, I know. We were watching you last night while you were watching us," said Richard. "You were?" asked Deirdre. "I didn't know." "Yeah, I wanted to be able to watch you watching us," said Richard. "You ladies seem to be getting on rather well together." "Jana has been wearing me out...and Sophie too," said Deirdre. "It is going to take Todd, Paul and Lisa to keep Jana satisfied, believe me." "Well you may want to revise you estimate after tonight. I have a hunch Lisa can give Jana a run for her money. She can't seem to get enough. Not only that, but she is a natural exhibitionist. She likes to have an audience. Last night she had her boyfriend watching from home. By the way, you need to talk to George...he gave her the IP information for the feed and I don't think that's a good idea," said Richard. "Yes, you're right. I'll talk to him," agreed Deirdre. "I'll call you when I get to the office this afternoon. Talk to you later." "See you tonight. I've really missed you," said Richard earnestly. "Have a good trip," said Richard hanging up. As Deirdre hung up the phone she wondered if maybe she had been overreacting last night. Maybe Lisa was trying to make eye contact with her boyfriend through the camera and not her. Deirdre decided that the answer to that question would probably resolve itself tonight. In any event, Deirdre was sure that Jana would enjoy her new plaything. ---------- Richard was stuck in the early morning rush hour traffic. He decided to give Big John a call and see if he was following up with the three stooges, as Richard liked to call them. As it turned out, John was already on the freeway headed to Victorville. He would be there to start staking out the place when it opened. Richard's description of their jackets, tattoos and appearance should make them easy to pick out. "I'll give you a call later, if they turn up," said Big John as he prepared to hang up." "Fine, and by the way, stop by my office in the morning before you head back up to the high desert. I'll have another little project I need you to take care of for me and I'll have some stuff I need to pass along to you," said Richard as he hung up. ---------- It had been hours, endless hours, thought Deborah as she lay huddled on her side, on the rope cot in the damp cellar room. They had come in and used a knife to release the tight zip ties that had bound her hands behind her back. When she first felt the knife blade on her skin her heart raced, fearing the worst. The zip ties, which had cut off the circulation to her hands, had been replaced by leather shackles and they were connected to a chain she could hear jangling against the wall. No one had said anything to her yet and this only added to her fear. She hadn't eaten or had anything to drink since breakfast at the hotel on what she assumed to be the previous day. She had completely lost track of time as she lay shivering on the cot in the darkness. When they had shacked her to the chain, she had pleaded for some water, some food, to know why she had been brought here. But her appeals were only met with silence and then the creak of the door and the loud clack as the bolt was thrown and then more silence. Deborah was completely despondent as she lay on the harsh rope cot weeping. They had all the money now, they had the jewels and, more importantly, they had also stolen her daughter's future. God knows what they were going to do to her. She had seen the stories in the newspapers about the ruthless gangs in Mexico and she shuddered to contemplate her fate and the horrors that awaited her. At least her daughter was safely in school, she thought, but for how long, if she wasn't there to pay her tuition. The more Deborah thought about her daughter's fate, the more despondent she became, crying alone in the darkness. ---------- Deirdre continued to work the phone from the conference room. She wanted to accomplish as much as she could before she had to leave for the airport. She wouldn't be able to get much done in the car, since so much of the area they would be driving through would be out of cell phone range until after they were off the reservation and BLM land. As the phone rang, Deirdre reached for her notes. Jim and John, those were their names. All she could remember about them from their one meeting was that they had really nice cocks. They must have inherited those from Jana's side of the family, she thought wickedly. "Hello," said the out of breath voice on the other end of the phone as he stepped over the barbells he just dropped on the floor and sat down in the nearby chair. "Hello," said Deirdre. "Is this Jim or John?" "It's Jim," said the voice breathlessly. "Who is this?" "This is Deirdre. We met at the ranch recently. You were Richard's guest," said Deirdre. "Oh yeah, you are the hottie that works for Richard. You've got a great..." said Jim as Deirdre cut him off. "Actually, I'm the owner of the company that employed you for that gig. Richard is my corporate counsel," said Deirdre pointedly. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to..." Jim started to say as Deirdre cut him off again. "I don't have a lot of time, so I need to get to the point of this call," said Deirdre curtly, and in a no nonsense businesslike tone of voice. "As Richard told you, we were impressed with your work, particularly as novices in this area. While your performance was a little raw, we think you have some potential...with proper training, of course. We would like to give you an opportunity to do some further work for us and if all goes well, there could be full time positions for you in the future. Is this something that would interest you and your brother?" "Yeah, sure," said Jim with excitement. "Mr. Saunders said that this might happen and both my brother and I are really interested. As a matter of fact, we've been working out and buffing up ever since. We've been working on our tans too...all over, if you know what I mean." "That's very nice," said Deirdre. "That certainly shows the type of commitment we are looking for. Is your brother there now?" "Not at the moment. He should be back in 15 minutes. He went to the store," said Jim. "Would the two of you be available to come to LA tomorrow for an interview and to fill out applications? If all goes well, we may even have time to shoot a screen test," said Deirdre, knowing that the screen test would be just the sort of enticement to get them on a plane to LA. "Absolutely," said Jim with continued enthusiasm. "You let us know and we will be there." "Good," said Deirdre continuing in a businesslike fashion. "My assistant will be in touch with you in the next hour or so and there will be tickets left for you at Sky Harbor. Our car will meet you at the airport in Burbank. We'll put you up in one of the suites we have here at our studio tonight. "Thank you so much...you know, I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name," said Jim. "I am Deirdre," she said, changing to her warmest tone of voice. "It is very nice to make your acquaintance too Jim. We'll be working very closely...very closely, in the very near future." "I know that both my brother and I will look forward to that very much," said Jim taking Deirdre's queue and being as polite as he could. "Can I ask a question?" Jim was rock hard now, as he contemplated the meaning of "very close." "Certainly Jim," said Deirdre pleasantly. "What is it?" "Will we get to work with the other woman again? She was really something," said Jim hopefully. "You mean the star of our little studio, Jana," said Deirdre, pausing for effect. "I can absolutely guarantee it," said Deirdre as she hung up smiling. The Bi-Product Ch. 10 Richard was a half hour late getting into the office because of the heavy traffic. As his assistant looked up, she handed him a pile of messages. "Mr. Villarreal called first thing. His message is on top," said Ms. Ames as Richard walked briskly into his office. "I'll bring you some coffee." "Thanks," said Richard smiling to her as he headed straight for his desk. Richard thumbed through his messages and decided the others could wait. As Richard dialed Villarreal's number his assistant sat his coffee down on the desk. "Thank you Ms. Ames," said Richard as he covered the mouthpiece with his other hand. "Could you please close the door and hold my calls until I am through." "Yes," said Villarreal curtly as he answered the phone. "This is Richard returning you call. I apologize I wasn't here earlier. I was caught in traffic," said Richard. "That's OK, I just wanted to touch base with you and let you know that I am going to be unavailable for the next couple of days. I have business to attend to, but that shouldn't be a problem. Your package is at its destination and the cameras you requested are in place. I'm emailing you the telephone number for the man who will be your contact at the ranch and I am copying him on the email as well. He has been instructed to assist you in any way he can," said Villarreal. "Do you understand? Do you have any questions?" "No, that sounds fine. I appreciate your personal help thus far," said Richard, "and I certainly wouldn't want to impose on you personally any further. I'll give the gentleman a call in just a little while and go over what we need to accomplish today. I'm waiting on a couple of Fedex packages to arrive before I give him a call. And thank you again." "Very well then," said Villarreal. "I'll be in touch in a few days." As Villarreal hung up, Richard could see Villarreal's email popup in his inbox. Richard clicked on it and the phone number and Xavier's email address were there. Also contained in the email were the IP addresses of the two webcams he had requested. As Richard clicked on one of the hyperlinks in the email he could see Deborah in a fetal position on the rope cot, with her wrists bound in the leather restraints and connected to a chain attached to a large black metal ring attached to the stone block wall above the cot. When Richard clicked on the other link it showed the wall at the foot of the cot. There were additional black metal rings a couple of feet below the ceiling and spaced about four feet apart. There were similar rings mounted to the floor about two to three feet from the wall. This is an honest to God dungeon, Richard thought as he clicked off. If this doesn't scare the hell out of Rebekah, nothing will. Getting back to work, Richard decided to clear his messages and get back to Xavier a little later, after he had a chance to see what was on Deborah's cell phone and what she had left in her car. Perhaps it would give him something more to work with. Richard spent the next hour clearing his other calls and waiting for Fedex to arrive. As he cleared the last call Richard opened his briefcase and removed the DVDs inside. He would start reviewing Martin's videos to see if there was any useful footage while he waited. After fast-forwarding his way through the first two DVDs he knew that George's assessment had been about right. Nevertheless, Richard was keeping a list on the legal pad next to him of the playtimes of action that might help him as he started the process of making Rebekah question herself, her values...her very existence, breaking her down before he turned her over to Deirdre to be molded and manipulated to their purpose. By the time he had worked his way through half the DVDs he had plenty of bondage stuff between Deborah and Martin and things had already progressed to a constant stream of various sex acts with a parade of more and more sex partners doing everything imaginable to her mother. It was the ninth DVD that made Richard sit up and take notice. There they were, Jim and John losing their virginity to Deborah as dad obviously watched. This video wasn't stationary like the others, taken from the peep hole in the closet. The video was being shot hand held. Neither Deborah nor the boys seemed to be comfortable with what was going on, but they were obviously following off camera directions. Deborah was laying spread eagle on the bed and had flaming birthday candles sticking out of the whipped cream on each of her bulbous tits. Her pussy was covered in whipped cream as well and Happy 18th Birthday was written across Deborah's stomach in a sugary gel, like on a birthday cake. The boys appeared apprehensive at first, but once the candles were blown out and all the whipped cream disappeared into their mouths Deborah got around to doing a little blowing of her own. The boys appeared to be quick learners, thought Richard, as they took Deborah in every way possible, depositing endless loads of cum in her pussy, ass and mouth. The boys seemed to especially enjoy tit fucking Deborah's gigantic breasts and coming all over her face. As Richard finished the final DVD, the boys appeared to have made four more visits to Deborah before Martin shot his final video. Each of the boys videos were hand held like the first and the level of violence and humiliation inflicted on Deborah increased with each one. The apples didn't fall far from the tree, Richard thought as he extracted the last DVD from the laptop. Richard looked up at the clock and saw that Fedex should be arriving any minute. He had just enough time to email George the tracking information from the DVDs so he could put together an oldies but goodies version for him to use on Rebekah. He also asked George to send a couple of copies of the DVD home with Deirdre tonight so he would have one for Big John in the morning. As Richard continued to wait for the Fedex delivery he started to prepare a list for Big John. He would have Big John sweep Deborah's home and pull anything else that would be useful that he could bring back to the office. Richard made a note to make sure that all the bills were left on the dining room table so Rebekah could see the dire financial condition her mother was in, and by extension, herself. Richard would have Big John stage the house to tell the story Richard wanted Rebekah to see and hear. Richard had also had George pick up a large screen plasma TV to mount on the wall in Deborah's playroom. He told George to make sure it had a DVD built in and would be easy to operate. Big John would need to pick that up too and take care of the installation. Suddenly Richard remembered that he had forgotten about the photographs. They were still in his trunk. Richard got up and headed for the elevator to retrieve the grocery bag full of photos. As he made his way to the elevator he could see the Fedex driver making a delivery at one of the other offices down the corridor. Good, thought Richard, he could examine the parcels from Mexicali and El Centro when he came back from the parking structure. ---------- The SUV was already waiting for Deirdre as she carried her two small bags to the front door. The driver took them from her and she excused herself to say goodbye to Jana and Sophie, who were still by the pool. Deirdre never seemed to tire of looking at these beautiful women's bodies. Their freshly oiled flesh glistened in the sun, now that they had finished massaging each other. Deirdre strode over to them and both women got up from their chaises to give her a going away kiss. Deirdre was careful to just give each of them a peck on the lips since she didn't want the oil all over her clothing. Deirdre stroked each of their pussies with her index fingers and felt their slick moistness. She looked at each of them sensuously as their bodies responded, saying, "you have no idea how much I am going to miss you tonight," as she stuck each of her index fingers in her mouth and licked them dry. As usual, Deirdre had the last word as she turned and walked quickly inside and then to the waiting SUV as the two women tried to quell the fire that Deirdre had just started between their legs. Deirdre and her assistant had gone over the airline reservations earlier and they realized that they could book the boys on the same flight with Deirdre. In fact, she could pick them up on the way to Sky Harbor. Deirdre's assistant laughed when she told her that the boys were already packed when she called to confirm their airline reservations. Deirdre's assistant knew her too well. She hadn't told the boys that Deirdre would be on the same flight. She knew Deirdre liked surprises. As they drove down the dusty road toward the interstate highway, Deirdre was already thinking about how she would initiate her two new young protégés into the mile high club on the flight back to LA. Deirdre was sure their mother wouldn't object. ---------- The Fedex envelope was on Richard's desk and a large box was on the floor next to it when he returned from the parking structure. Richard first ripped open the envelope from the hotel in El Centro containing the cell phone. It still had nearly a full charge and Richard was glad that it was similar to his old cell phone. Richard rummaged through his bottom desk drawer and found the old charger and made sure it would work. As Richard scanned the contents of the phone he was pleased to discover that Rebekah had her own cell phone and that there was a listing for Richie. Richard made a mental note to give Big John a call with the number. Perhaps he could run Richie down with it. Also listed was the name and direct line for the head mistress of the academy. That would prove useful as well. Next Richard opened the large cardboard box from the bank manager in Mexicali. Inside were Deborah's driver's license and social security card in a business envelope and Deborah's old purse and luggage. There was also a plastic bag full of the contents from the glove compartment and center console from the car. Richard dumped the contents of the purse out on his desk. There was a small photo wallet with pictures of Rebekah and Deborah's wallet, containing her credit cards. Also in the purse was Deborah's checkbook. Richard scanned it quickly and she was overdrawn, as he surmised. There was also a small address book and inside it was a list of all Deborah's user names and passwords for her email, bank and credit card accounts, and other programs she used on her computer. Richard made a mental note to log on and read Deborah's emails later. When Richard turned to the "R" tab in the address book he found what he was hoping for, Rebekah's email address as well as her password. Now Richard had all the pieces he needed to set his plan into motion. All he needed to do now was give Xavier a call in Mexico and have him shoot the footage he needed and get Deborah to say what he wanted into the video camera. ---------- As the SUV with Deirdre disappeared down the dirt road in a cloud of dust, Jana reached out for Sophie, wanting to finish what Deirdre had started. Grabbing Jana's hand, Sophie brought it to her mouth and sucked sensuously on her index finger. "Not now, sweetie," said Sophie with a sly smile, "if we start now, we won't get anything else done the rest of the afternoon. Now let's go have some lunch and get our jogging and exercise out of the way." Sophie snuck a quick stroke to Jana's clit in, as she headed to the kitchen. Sophie had decided to tease Jana for the rest of the afternoon. This would be her last night with Jana and she wanted her burning red hot when she finally sunk her head between her legs. After a quick lunch of fruit and yogurt the girls headed out for their jog. They stayed close to the ranch and kept the buildings constantly in view. They didn't want another Indian attack, especially since Deirdre wouldn't be there to ride to the rescue. As Jana and Sophie showered together after their jog, Sophie continued to tease Jana's clit occasionally. Jana had figured out what the game was and decided two could play. The women continued to tease one another as they soaped and rinsed each another, and as they dried one another with the soft towels. The teasing would continue for the rest of the afternoon as the women worked out and refined their routines on the pole, the sexual tension building in each of their increasingly needy bodies. ---------- The twins were already waiting at the curb as the SUV pulled up in front of the apartment building. The boys were dressed in matching ASU basketball jerseys and gym short. They each had a large gym bag and were wearing workout shoes, but no socks. Deirdre smiled, knowing the boys wanted to show off the muscles on their increasingly bulging shoulders and biceps and their newly bronzed bodies. Deirdre laughed to herself as the identical twins approached the SUV, "Sun Devils indeed!" she thought to herself. Deirdre powered the darkened window down just a crack so she could make eye contact with the boys. "Put you stuff in the back," said Deirdre as the driver released the latch on the back of the SUV. The boys threw their bags in the back and piled into the back seat as the SUV sped off toward the airport. Deirdre never turned to acknowledge the boys presence, but she carried on a running dialog with them all the way to the airport. Deirdre was careful to make it clear who was in charge. She told them what their schedule would be in the morning and what time they would need to be ready to fill out their applications and conduct their interviews. She verified that they had their driver's licenses and social security cards with them for the human resources department before they got too far from the apartment building. Deirdre kept the conversation strictly on business all the way to the airport. All the boys could see was the back of Deirdre's head as she spoke, with her raven hair tightly wrapped in a bun at the back. ---------- Xavier hung up the phone and had a disappointed look on his face. It appeared that Christmas would not be coming early, and they would have to wait to unwrap their new toy and play with it. Xavier gestured to two of his men to follow him as he picked up the video camera and made his way to the stairway that led down to the lower level, below the hacienda. Richard had given him his instructions and they could get started. Xavier had to laugh at the gringo. He actually wanted to know if the gringa bitch had her breakfast yet. That wasn't how it worked around here, he thought. The bitch would get fed when she did everything that was asked of her today. When they got to the base of the stairway, Xavier had his men move the rustic wooden table and chair from the corner to the center of the room so the iron doors of the cells would be in frame as Deborah sat at the wooden table repeating exactly what she was told to say. As Xavier previewed the scene through the video camera he was pleased. Xavier had his men move the rack and stocks into frame from the left and right so they were visible in the background. Xavier knew that the two devices were over a hundred years old and rickety and ready to fall apart, but whoever this video was directed at would not. Xavier looked through the viewfinder one last time and was pleased with his stagecraft. The scene was pure Spanish Inquisition. Deborah could vaguely hear some activity outside her cell, but could not make it out. As she heard the bolt thrown on the door and creak open she was filled with dread at what might be coming next. For the first time she heard a voice as she was lifted to her feet by two pair of rough and powerful hands. Deborah could feel the chain being detached from the the leather restraints on her wrists. As she tried to move her arms she realized that they were still connected, keeping her hands firmly bound behind her back. "Get moving," said a voice again. A jolt of electricity shot through Deborah's body now as something was pressed against her ass. Deborah screamed as the electrical shock made her body shudder. "You're not listening to me bitch. You need to listen to every word I say and do exactly what I tell you. Do you understand?," said Xavier's voice. Deborah's head was reeling as she was slow to respond. Another jolt of electricity shot through her body. "Do you understand bitch?" "Yes, yes, please don't do that again. I'll do as you say. I'll do anything you say. Please no more. Please," Deborah said pleading, as she whimpered and was led out the door and across the adjoining room and sat in a hard wooden chair. "Good. I'm glad we understand each other. That will make things easier, on both of us. Don't get any ideas. We know where your daughter is," said Xavier in his most sinister tone of voice. He was enjoying this, thought Xavier; he should have become an actor. He didn't know why Richard had asked him to throw that in about the daughter, but he followed his instructions. For the next hour Xavier rehearsed Deborah on exactly what she was to say into the camera. When she got it wrong, she was rewarded with another jolt from the cattle prod. When she was finally able to recite her message word for word three times in a row, Xavier decided she was ready. As Xavier turned on the video camera and turned on the bright auxiliary light attached to it, he signaled his men to remove Deborah's hood. Through the lens he could see Deborah's slumping head begin to lift up as his men moved out of frame. Xavier turned on the camera. In frame was a wide shot of Deborah sitting alone at the table as she raised her head to look at the source of the bright light. Deborah was squinting as her eyes adjusted from the darkness inside the hood. Xavier zoomed in to Deborah's face and caught the trail of mascara that had dripped down her face mixing with the trail of tears and sweat from inside the oppressively hot hood, her hair matted against her forehead and the sides of her face. As Deborah looked up into the camera through her puffy eyes with a dazed and fearful expression, she slowly began to speak. "Rebekah! Please, I need your help. These men took me from the bank and they have all our money. They want more. They have told me to tell you to not go to the police. Somehow you need to get the money," said Deborah starting to sob as she contemplated the alternative. "Please get hold of my lawyer. He will know what to do. But whatever you do, don't call the police or tell anyone else," said Deborah as she completed the message. "They know where you are, you need to get..." screamed Deborah into the camera as it was abruptly switched off. "You were a naughty girl," said Xavier in his sinister tone of voice. "You need to be taught a lesson." Xavier still had some video to shoot for Richard, he thought, and Deborah may as well think that it was her punishment. Deborah's eyes were adjusting to the light now that the camera had been turned off and was no longer shining in her eyes. She looked up as the two burly men approached her from either side and lifted her up off the floor as they carried her back to her cell. She could see the cot for the first time and the chains hanging from the black rings on the wall and those attached to the rings on the floor. The men lifted Deborah higher off the floor, raising her in the air by her wrists as they attached the overhead chains to her leather restraints. Then they grabbed her legs and attached the leather restraints connected to the chains on the floor to her ankles as she hung freely, suspended in midair. Both men had retrieved leather hoods from the wooden cabinet in the corner of the room and one of the men had a cat o'nine tails. Deborah was suspended in the air facing the wall and couldn't see what was going on, she could only hear the men's movement. Xavier handed the other man the cattle prod as he moved over to Deborah's left side. The Bi-Product Ch. 10 Deborah could see her shadow on the wall in front of her as the camera and light were switched back on. Xavier had the camera zoomed out as far as it would go. He slowly panned and showed each of Deborah's wrists as they were attached to the chains and then down to her head and down her back and each of her legs as it became apparent that she was suspended in midair. The camera then showed the upper bare torso of each of the heavily muscled and tattooed men with their evil looking leather hoods. The camera then panned to the cat o'nine tails and focused on it for several seconds as the man slapped it against his leg. Now the camera was on Deborah's back as the men moved in and began to rip her dress away, starting at the neck. As the dress tore, the camera followed the tearing fabric until it came to a stop on Deborah's ass, now covered only by her new black lace panties. The camera was focused on her ass now and at no time did it reveal the welts that crisscrossed Deborah's back. A long double edged knife now appeared in frame and cut away Deborah's panties as they fell to the floor, with the camera following them. The sensitive microphone in the camera caught the sound of the knife ripping through the material on Deborah's dress as it fell to the floor on top of the panties. Next came the sound of Deborah's bra being ripped from her and thrown next to the wall. All the while this was going on camera; the other man was rubbing ointment into the welts on Deborah's back. Deborah began to groan as she realized it was medicated and the more it was rubbed into the welts, the more they burned as her back was suddenly on fire. The camera remained on Deborah's bare ass as it swung freely in the air. With the first crack of the cat, Deborah let out a blood curdling scream. Each crack of the cat was followed by another scream. The camera caught Deborah's ass as it quivered with each blow. After a couple of dozen cracks of the cat Deborah's body slumped forward and hung limply from the chains as the camera panned up to show the bright red glistening welts on Deborah's back. The camera's microphone captured Deborah's groans and whimpering as it was switched off. That would scare the shit out of me, if it were someone I loved, thought Xavier. He had to laugh to himself at the trickery. His man with the cat had been thrashing it against the wall and the other man had alternately pinched and pulled Deborah's nipples to get her to scream or used the cattle prod on her tits. Deborah had accommodated them with her screams as she was sure the cat would soon be used on her after they were through terrorizing her with the sound. She could see that this cat had metal studs in the end of each leather strap and she knew it would rip her back to shreds. So terrorized had Deborah become at the prospect that she passed out. As Xavier looked at his men he could see that they were completely aroused and consumed with lust. They looked at him with hopeful questioning eyes and he nodded his head. Screw the gringo, he thought, his men needed to be rewarded for their work. The men quickly dropped their pants and took turns relieving their aching balls by unloading into Deborah's pussy and ass. As his men pulled their pants back on, Xavier switched the camera back on and moved in closer, exploring Deborah's gaping pussy and asshole as the cum dripped from the holes and down her inner thigh. He'd send that along to Richard too. He was sure Richard could use this footage too, if he was really serious about motivating someone. This had been Disney World stuff in comparison to the videos they usually sent to the families of their own kidnapping victims. Before they left, the men removed Deborah from the chains and moved her limp body back to the cot. They left the leather restraints on her wrists and ankles for future use, but she could now move about freely. One of the men came back in a few minutes and left a large plastic bottle of water and a bowl of rice and beans for Deborah to eat when she finally awoke. Xavier was in his office upstairs now; already uploading the video to the server Richard had asked him too. Deborah must have really pissed someone off for them to have given her such a thrashing, Xavier thought to himself. He decided he would send one of the women to her cell later to wash her body by hand and put some real ointment on her back. She would need to heal up while she was in his care, if she was going to earn her keep when they transferred her to one of their busy brothels. With those tits, she would command a premium price. When the dialogue box appeared on his computer that said "transfer complete," Xavier switched the computer off and headed to the patio for a late lunch. The Bi-Product Ch. 11 As they pulled up in front of the busy terminal, Deirdre told the boys to grab her two bags from the back of the SUV as well. Deirdre was well ahead of them as the boys scurried to catch up. The boys could see everyone's head turning to look at Deirdre as she strode past them. Deirdre cut a striking figure in her short black leather skirt that barely covered her pussy and her long stiletto heels that made her tits bounce with each step. The boys had caught up with her now and they noticed that there were no bra straps showing through the back of the sheer material of Deirdre's burgundy colored halter top. As they walked along on either side of her they could see her bare breasts flopping about freely under the sheer material. Both boys' cocks were getting harder by the moment. Deirdre looked down and could see the head of Jim's cock sneaking out the bottom of his gym shorts. "You boys had better control yourself," said Deirdre smiling as she made eye contact with Jim and nodded down at his growing cock, "otherwise we're going to get thrown off our flight." They were standing side my side now in line at the check in counter. "You're not allowed to carry loaded weapons on board an airplane," Deirdre whispered in Jim's ear as she gave the head of his escaping cock a sharp pinch. "Ouch," cried Jim, surprised as both John and Deirdre gave him a lewd smile. "Now you boys need to behave yourself and not embarrass me," said Deirdre calmly. "If you behave yourselves I'll have a special reward for you later." "When," asked John, intrigued. "When we are a mile high silly," said Deirdre in her most coy voice, looking around to make sure no one was looking as she stroked each of their growing cocks. Here, you had better let me straighten those things out, before you get us arrested as she pulled them to the twelve o'clock position. "Oh Jesus," said Jim as he was about ready to cum. "I guess I'm just going to have to keep those bad boys angry until we are in our seats," said Deirdre wickedly. "We wouldn't want to frighten the flying public. Would we?" Deirdre ran her index fingernails across the heads of each of the boys' pricks which were now obviously protruding inside the material at the top of their gym shorts. Once they had their boarding passes and had found seats in the corner away from most of the other passengers, Jim said, "I need to use the bathroom." "Me to," said John quickly as both boys rushed off to the bathroom. Deirdre was openly laughing as she sank down in her seat. She knew both boys needed to finish whacking themselves off before she made them unload all over their shorts. Deirdre was enjoying herself. This should be an interesting flight home, she mused to herself. She hoped the boys would still have something left for her once they were airborne. Several men had moved now to sit directly across from Deirdre. A few others who had been walking by stopped and decided this would be the perfect spot to make a cell phone call. In fact, most the men seemed to find the need to use their cell phones suddenly. Deirdre pretended to ignore them as she feigned reading the magazine she had picked up from the seat next to her. As she slide down slightly further in her seat her leather skirt scooted farther up her ass, revealing even more of her bare pussy as she spread her legs a little further apart. As Deirdre pretended to focus on the magazine in front of her, she kept her legs spread and she could hear the cell cameras continue to click. Once the noise had faded, Deirdre sat up straight in her seat and put the magazine down and spread her arms across the backs of the seats on either side of her. Stretched tight, the sheer material of Deirdre's top practically disappeared, revealing her luscious breasts and nipples. Deirdre sat very still as the cameras clicked almost in unison again. A middle aged woman passing by with her husband stared straight at her. "If looks could kill, I'd be dead," thought Deirdre with amusement. The boys were on their way back from the bathroom and looked relieved. They stopped and stood a few feet away, out of Deirdre's view, and watched the spectacle in front of them. Both boys shook their heads. "She can make men eat out of her hand," said Jim admiringly. "That's fine," said John, "but I want to eat out of her pussy." The boys finally moved the final few feet to where Deirdre was sitting and took seats on either side of her. As they did, the cell phones found their way back into the men's pockets and those who were not sitting across from them moved off and about their business. Those that remained looked jealously at the two boys. The looks were not lost on either the boys or Deirdre. "And they think they are jealous now," said Deirdre as she took the boys nearest hands in her own and moved them to high up on her thighs, just below her skirt that now barely covered her pussy. Deirdre pressed their hands into her flesh as she straightened herself in the seat. A couple of the men had enough and moved off to other seats. The three that remained decided to read their magazines or newspapers and spare their already aching balls. "Looks like they have had enough," said Deirdre quietly. "This has been fun. Don't you boys like being watched?" "I like watching you," said John seriously. "What a lovely sentiment John," purred Deirdre, "however will I repay the compliment? How about you Jim, do you enjoy being watched?" "If it is with you," said Jim as he squeezed Deirdre's thigh and tried to slide his hand closer to her pussy. Deirdre drew both of the boys' hands up until she could feel their fingers on her dripping pussy and as she did, she lifted their hands back up on to the arm rests on either side of her. "We're not in the air yet boys, you need to be patient." The sense of relief that the boys had a felt few minutes ago was gone now and they were struggling to control their aching cocks again as they squirmed in there seats. ---------- Richard's next call after talking to Xavier was to Big John. Richie's cell phone number should aid Big John in locating the three stooges. John wrote the number down and said he would call back in a few minutes. Richard continued to sort through the photos from Martin's trunk, picking out the ones that were the most provocative. So far Richard had photos of Deborah dating back at least fifteen years. Richard had to admit, she was quite a looker. In the early photos she had the same wholesomeness that originally drew Richard to Jane. Deborah was far more appealing when she still had her then ample, but natural, breasts. He would have fucked her then, Richard thought. Richard tried to go through the envelopes full of photos chronologically and as he did Martin's relentless degradation of Deborah was readily apparent. As he went through the final envelope he was struck by the absolute debasement of what had once been a very attractive and wholesome woman. The final envelope was full of photos of her being taken by scruffy bikers, skin heads, young men, old men, skinny men and grossly overweight men. It was almost as though Martin consciously sought out the worst scum he could take home to Deborah so he could make her humiliation complete. As Richard dropped the last of the envelopes back into the grocery bag he almost felt sorry for Deborah. But when he did, he remembered what she and Martin had done to Jana. If he were going to feel sorry for anyone's fate it would be Jana. She was more of an innocent than Deborah. Thank God she had embraced her new life. Richard convinced himself that she was better off in the new existence that he and Deirdre had created for her. She was going to be a rich woman before they were through. Richard shuffled the photos together that he had picked out and placed them in the same filing box with the DVDs, setting it aside for Big John to pick up the following morning. The phone rang as Richard placed the box on the cadenza behind his desk. Richard picked up the phone and asked his assistant to put Big John's call through. John sounded enthused. "Well that did the trick. One of my friends at LAPD was able to get me an address. I'm sitting out front right now. There must be fifty bikes here. There's a party going on or something." "Are they there," asked Richard. "Yeah," said John, "they just walked in a while ago. They had a van full of beer. They parked in the carport and Richie had a key to the side door. I think it is his place. I'll come back in the morning and stake them out. I'm on the way home now, if it is OK with you." "That's fine," said Richard. "Remember to stop by in the morning. I have some stuff for you to pick up. By the way, where is the house?" "It's out in the middle of nowhere, about half way between Lucerne and Yucca Valley. See you in the morning," said John as he hung up. Richard put down the phone and started putting the rest of the stuff away. He put the box from the bank in Mexicali on the floor in his closet. He had put the bag of left over photos in it as well, along with the extra set of DVDs. He decided to go through the suitcase in the morning, just in case, but he assumed it was full of the new clothes that Deborah had purchased on her way to El Centro. As Richard heard the phone ring, he reached in his pocket for his smart phone and then he realized it wasn't his that was ringing. He went to his desk and saw that it was Deborah's. Richard could also see that it was Rebekah calling. He knew he couldn't answer it, so he waited and soon it was showing that she left a message. Richard thought about turning it off, but then decided to simply turn the ringer off. He decided to track any calls that came in. Richard opened the flip phone and went to the messages. There were five and four of them were from Rebekah. The other was from Richie. The last message from Rebekah sounded concerned, "Mom, I was expecting a call from you last night. I left you a couple of messages. Please call and let me know you are OK. Love you. Rebekah." The other three calls from Rebekah were in a similar vein, with each call sounding more concerned. Richie's message made Richard smile. The jackass was actually calling Deborah and asking her to provide the entertainment for a party he was having at his house that night. "I...I am sorry about the other night. We were just feeling a little frisky. I promise we'll make it up to you. This is a paying gig. Each of the guys is chipping in. We're looking for a stripper with benefits, if you know what I mean," said Richie as he fought back laughter. Richard could hear the other men laughing in the background, before Richie hung up. Richard decided to text John from his own phone to confirm that the house was definitely Richie's. Richard was happy that Rebekah was already starting to show some anxiety. The more anxious she became now, the easier it would be to handle her down the line. Richard had a sudden brainstorm. He quickly dialed Rebekah's number from his own phone. "Hello," said Rebekah. "Who is this?" "It's Richard, your mother's attorney. We met the other night. Remember?" "Yes. Mr. Sanders isn't it," asked Rebekah. "Yes, but you can call me Richard. Have you heard from your mother?" "No. I've called her several times and left messages, but haven't heard back from her," said Rebekah, the concern apparent in her voice. "It is kind of strange, but I've received three calls from her cell phone and each time she hangs up," said Richard lying. "Do you think she is OK," asked Rebekah with even more concern. "It may be nothing. She is staying at a resort farther south from Mexicali and it is in a remote location. Her cell phone may be cutting out. But if you do hear from her, tell her to give me a call please," said Richard. "Do you have the phone number for the resort," Rebekah asked. "I wish I did," said Richard. "They apparently don't have any phones there. That is supposed to be part of the charm of the place. You're completely cut off from the cares and concerns of the workaday world, is what it says in their brochure." "Oh, OK," said Rebekah, disappointed. "Tell you what," said Richard. If we don't hear from her by noon tomorrow, I'll make some inquiries with the local authorities. How's that? I really don't want to disturb your mom if she is relaxing and having a good time. I get the impression that she doesn't get the opportunity to pamper herself very often." "That's true," said Rebekah. "I'm sure she is all right." "I'm sure she is too," said Richard. "If I need to get hold of you tomorrow, what is the best time? Would you prefer I call you or do you have a computer? I could email you, if you prefer." "I'd rather you called, as soon as you find anything out. I get out of class at two. If you need to email me, I have a laptop in my room." Rebekah gave Richard her email address and thanked him for the call. Her voice still sounded concerned, much to Richard's delight. Hopefully, if her concern and anxiety boiled over, he would now be the first person she called. Richard made a mental note to make sure he got her to bring the laptop along when it was time to pick her up at the school. He didn't need anyone accidentally reading the emails that she would be getting in the next few days. ---------- As they boarded the plane, Deirdre could see that the mid-afternoon flight to Burbank was almost empty. Most of the passengers were seated in the front of the airplane. Deirdre looked around and saw an attractive thirty something stewardess standing toward the back of the airplane and approached her smiling. Deirdre was pleased that the stewardess returned her smile and was sizing her up. The stewardess' eyes were drawn to Deirdre's breasts and they apparently liked what they saw. Deirdre moved close to the stewardess letting her almost bare breast brush against the stewardess' bare arm. "Hello, my name is Deirdre. My associates and I have some business to discuss and I was hoping that we could sit in the back where we would have a bit more privacy," said Deirdre smiling her most seductive smile as she moved in even closer. "Would that be possible?" The stewardess looked at Deirdre's younger business associates and she thought she knew what kind of business they needed to discuss. "Of course," said the stewardess, "my name is Heather. Please let me know if there is anything else I can do for you...absolutely anything." As Heather brushed by Deirdre to move toward the front of the plane she made sure that each of her own breasts brushed against Deirdre's. "Please sit wherever you like in back. I'll try to keep the rest of the passengers toward the front." Heather had positioned herself in the middle of the aisle and was encouraging the other passengers to remain toward the front of the plane. Heather told a couple of the passengers who wanted to move toward the back that one of the young men was ill and they were trying to keep them isolated for the benefit of the other passengers. As everyone buckled in and the plane began to taxi toward the runway, there were twelve rows of empty seats between Deirdre and the boys and the nearest other passengers. What an accommodating young woman, Deirdre thought. Deirdre wondered how much more accommodating she might be, if given the opportunity. The twins were not used to flying, so they were holding on to the arm rests tightly as the plane lifted off. "Don't like heights," asked Deirdre, remembering Jana's acrophobia. "Yeah, we're OK as long as we don't look out the window," said John who was sitting on the outside of Deirdre. "Let me close the shutter on the window for you then," said Deirdre as she unbuckled and turned and reached over Jim, making sure to flop her tits in his face. As she did so, Deirdre made sure that her nipples caressed Jim's lips. Deirdre smiled as she sank back into her seat, consciously letting her skirt ride up to expose her bare pussy. She was really enjoying herself again. It wasn't that often that she had the opportunity to get younger men so hot and bothered, and she was almost sadistically enjoying their obvious discomfort. Deirdre looked up and the light was off now and they could unfasten their seatbelts. "Here boys, let me help you," said Deirdre as she allowed her hands to run across their throbbing cocks as she unbuckled their seat belts. Heather was approaching them now from the front of the plane with a wicked smile on her face directed at Deirdre. "Heather, thank you for being so accommodating to us; however did you get everyone to sit in the front of the plane," asked Deirdre. "I told a little white lie. I told them that one of the young men was ill," said Heather smiling. "Was that wrong?" "Well, we wouldn't want to make you appear like a liar," said Deirdre. "Perhaps after you are through with the beverage service you could come back and minister to one of the boys. Just to make it look good, of course." "That sounds like an excellent idea," said Heather, smiling lasciviously. "Do either of the boys have a fever? They both look rather bothered," said Heather as she reached inside John's shorts and grabbed his throbbing cock. "He seems rather warm to the touch." "Yes," said Deirdre smiling as she reached inside Jim's shorts and stroked his cock, "Jim seems rather warm as well. How kind of you to notice. Jim, John, why don't you thank Heather for showing so much concern for your health?" "Thanks," was each of the boys breathless response as they tried to keep from unloading in their shorts "I told the boys that they would probably feel much better once we were in the air," said Deirdre. "I'm sure you are right," said Heather earnestly. "Now that we are more than a mile high, I'm sure they will feel much better," said Heather winking to Deirdre. Heather disappeared into the galley and returned with one of the service carts. "Do you mind if I leave this here for a few minutes while I'm in the front of the plane." "Not at all," said Deirdre, realizing that it was tall enough to block the view down the aisle from the front of the plane. "While you're gone I'll see if I can't make the boys feel more comfortable." As Heather moved off to the front of the plane Deirdre quickly turned around and knelt on the floor in front of her seat. Pulling John's cock out of his shorts she quickly swallowed it down her throat until she could feel his pubic hair on her nose. Deirdre kneaded John's balls gently as she slide his throbbing cock in and out of her throat. John couldn't hold back anymore as he pumped his cum into Deirdre's throat. Deirdre licked John's shrinking cock clean and then turned to Jim who shot his load the minute he was fully in her throat. As Deirdre licked Jim's cock clean she reached over and grabbed John's cock again. With one in each hand, Deirdre began the task of encouraging them back to full erection. "Do you boys feel better now?" Both boys were breathing hard now and couldn't speak. Each of the boys shook their heads with an emphatic yes. Deirdre was back in her seat now with her hands inside each of the boys' shorts, gently pumping their cocks back to full size. Heather had been watching from the front of the plane and was now making her way to the back of the plane again. "It's time for beverage service," said Heather would any of you like something to drink?" "Thank you," said Deirdre smiling broadly, "but I've already had something to drink. Perhaps the boys could use something." "No thank you," was each of the boys' answers as Deirdre continued to stroke their cocks. "Perhaps when I come back then," said Heather in her most sultry voice. "We can find something to your liking." Heather moved off to the front of the plane with the beverage cart and made the rounds of the other passengers. Deirdre continued to stroke the boy's cocks as they each reached over and found her wet pussy with their fingers. As Deirdre raised her ass off the seat John had two of his fingers up her pussy and Jim switched to Deirdre's ass as he methodically drove two of his fingers into her tight asshole. Deirdre was getting hot herself and was trying to hold back her orgasm as the boys drove their fingers harder and harder into Deirdre's responsive holes. The Bi-Product Ch. 11 Heather left the beverage cart in the middle of the aisle right behind the last passenger. Heather had a towel in her hand as she moved toward the back of the plane again. "Some of the other passengers are getting suspicious about what is going on back here," said Heather, as she placed the towel on John's forehead. "Perhaps we should minister to his needs in the galley? What do you think Deirdre?" said Heather as she smiled wickedly at Deirdre. "I think that would be an excellent idea," responded Deirdre. "John, go with Heather so she can tend to you. Jim and I will be right behind you." ---------- John and Heather were already inside the galley when Deirdre and Jim came through the curtain. Heather was bending over and removing her panties, sticking them in the pocket on the front of her apron. John was behind Heather as Deirdre approached. Deirdre gently grasped Heather's head in both her hands and thrust her tongue into Heather's mouth. The women explored each other's mouths lustily as Heather fondled Deirdre's tits. The women broke their kiss briefly as they raised their skirts high over their bare asses, summoning the boys to penetrate them as they spread their legs wide, invitingly. As the boys drove their stiff throbbing cocks into Deirdre and Heather's wet pussies the two women wrapped their hands around one another's faces and thrust their tongues into each other's mouths again, now searched for each other's throats. Everyone was consumed with pent up lust now and in a wild frenzy all four of them came hard quickly, the women sucking every last ounce of cum out of the boys pulsing cocks with their pussies. Both women then stood up straight and rearranged their skirts to cover their dripping pussies. "Why don't you boys return to your seats?" said Deirdre. "Heather and I will be along in a minute." Deirdre tossed John the towel. "Remember, you aren't feeling well. Keep this on your forehead while you return to your seat." Deirdre had to laugh as the boys moved out through the curtain. They were both a little shaky on their legs now. That would certainly contribute to making them look ill to the other passengers, she thought. Deirdre turned back to Heather and kissed her long and hard again. "Thank you for helping initiate the boys into the mile high club. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to swing it, but you made it far easier, and more enjoyable, than I imagined," said Deirdre as she nibbled on Heather's ear. "It was completely my pleasure," said Heather graciously. "Perhaps you will fly with us again." Heather fondled Deirdre's breasts as she spoke. Deirdre had her hands on Heather's breasts now as well, as she leaned forward and licked Heather's lips before kissing her briefly. "Are you lying over in Burbank or are you flying on," asked Deirdre hopefully. "Burbank is my home airport. I still have to fly to Orange County and San Diego, but I'll be back this evening," said Heather invitingly. "Perhaps you would like to join us later, after you get back. I have a previous engagement tonight, but I am sure the boys would love to entertain you," said Deirdre. "That sounds like fun," said Heather. "Will I see you later?" "In the morning," said Deirdre, "if you stay the night." "I'll make a point of it," said Heather, kissing Deirdre passionately once again. "Wonderful," said Deirdre, "I'll have one of our cars pick you up. What time should it be there?" "At eight, I'll be in front of the terminal. By the way, what is the name of your company anyway?" asked Heather. "Edge Productions," said Deirdre. "That's an adult company isn't it? You know, secretly I've always wanted to be in an adult movie, with all those incredibly delicious big cocks." "Well that could certainly be arranged. Perhaps you might like to consider a career change. The two businesses are very similar," said Deirdre. "How's that?" asked Heather. "In both businesses you get to go around the world, but ours pays better and you don't have to leave home," said Deirdre smiling wickedly again as she gave Heather one long last passionate kiss before she headed back to her seat as the seat belt light came on. The Bi-Product Ch. 12 Richard had taken a late lunch. He had dallied a bit at the diner which was a couple blocks from the law office to flirt with the new waitress. She was in her late twenties and looked like the typical out of work actress want-to-be, which is to say, attractive as hell and headed nowhere in a hurry. Richard made a mental note to pursue this lead a little further in a couple weeks if she were still there, but right now he had a full plate. Richard brought the two laptops that George had setup for him back into the office with him from his trunk when he parked after lunch. He wanted to test them out and make sure he could monitor one from the other properly. If he were going to have any problems, he preferred to discover them while George was available at Edge to answer any questions or walk him through any procedures. Richard was OK with computers, but was no tech genius. After turning both laptops on and establishing a connection to the law offices' wireless network, Richard was able to click on the ikon on the desktop of the computer that he would be using to make sure he could view the webcam on the front of the other laptop, the one that would be in Rebekah's room. It was a snap, the view from that webcam opened in a box almost instantaneously. Good, thought Richard, as he opened the web browser on the computer that Rebekah would be using and logged on to her mother's email account. Richard then clicked on the other ikon that George had placed on his laptop and sure enough, the desktop from Rebekah's laptop opened up in another window. Richard opened a new email on Rebekah's computer and typed the word "test" into the subject field, and sure enough, each key stroke was visible on his computer almost instantaneously. This was going to be easy, thought Richard. The webcams that were already hidden in the ceiling and behind the mirrors in what would be Rebekah's room would capture all the other activity and the TV/DVD in Rebekah's room was also connected to a monitor in his office, just off the master bedroom. The one thing that Richard could already see that would be helpful was a second larger monitor to connect to the laptop he would be using, so he could view Rebekah's desktop and webcam from the larger auxiliary screen at the same time he was sending emails to Rebekah from her mother's account from his smaller laptop screen. While he had the laptops turned on, Richard decided to upload the video that Xavier had send to the offices server to a USB drive and transfer it to the laptop he would be using. Richard had also had the bank manager in Mexicali upload the video from inside and outside the bank that showed the three men waylaying Deborah and pushing her into the waiting SUV outside and Richard transferred those video files as well. As the files were uploading the phone rang. Richard had his assistant put the call through, it was Deidra. "I just called to let you know we are here." "We, who?" asked Richard. "I'll tell you about it when I get home. It is a surprise," said Deidra playfully. "Surprise?" said Richard inquiringly. "Yes, a surprise. I can have mine too. Fair is fair," said Deidra, knowing Richard liked to know everything. "Oh, OK then. Don't forget to bring something home for dinner," said Richard in the most casual voice he could muster. "Dinner?" asked Deidra confused. "Well, at least bring the dessert," said Richard allowing his self-amusement to give him away. "Oh, DESSERT, got it. You'd better hope I don't eat it all on the way home," said Deidra. "Trust me, there's enough to go around. See you tonight," said Richard hanging up. Richard's spirits were up now that he had Deidra home, especially since they had a shiny new play thing to share with each other. Deidra clicked off her cell as the car pulled up directly in front of the elevator and had the boys leave their bags with the receptionist when they reached the third floor and had her give each of the boys' applications to fill out. Applications and interviews with Kieran would keep them busy for a couple of hours and out of her hair, her pubic hair especially, she thought to herself with amusement, as she moved down the hallway to her office. The boys were glad to be getting the applications and interviews out of the way early. They were sure that would mean they could have their screen test. Deidra's first call was to Kieran, to fill him in on the boys and to have him conduct interviews. Next Deidra decided to review the rest of the tape from the other night when the new girl Lisa was being screen tested by Tom, Kieran and Richard. She wanted to see what, if anything else, had happened once she dozed off. As she fast forwarded though the portion that she had already observed, Deidra slowed the video back down to normal speed as she saw Lisa disentangle herself from Richard, who remained sleeping like a baby on the bed. Lisa moved out of camera range, but Deidra could hear her dialing what must have been her cell phone. "Hello baby, were you still awake? Did you watch?" asked Lisa. Deidra could only here what Lisa was saying, but she got the general drift of the conversation. Her boyfriend had definitely been watching and it sounded like he had a severe case of blue balls that needed to be attended to. "Oh God, when Tom took me in the ass with that huge cock, I thought he was going to tear me in half," said Lisa during the course of the conversation. "That's the biggest cock I've ever had in me." "Just wait," thought Deidra, as she listened in. "You ain't seen nothing yet." "We were watching three of the other women on a monitor ourselves," Lisa continued, "and they were watching us. God they are beautiful...and hot. I think the one with black hair was Deidra. She's the boss around her and I get wet just looking at her. She's an absolute goddess. I can't wait to be with her." The most important portion of the conversation, as far as Deidra was concerned, came near the end when Lisa said, "Did you see me looking right at you in the camera? I wish you could have been here. I like it when I can actually see you watching me. Maybe they'll let you come and watch sometime soon...once I have been here for a while. Oh, I have to go. Richard is waking up. I'll see you in about an hour and I'll make your aching balls all better. Bye," said Lisa as she hung up. Deidra listened to the remainder of Lisa and Richard's conversation and concluded that she was just being paranoid. The clinical side of Deidra's psychologist's brain told her that it really wasn't so much paranoia as it was her need to exert her dominance. Deidra was the alpha female in this wolf pack and no one was going to supplant her, at least not without a knockdown, drag out fight. Satisfied that Lisa wasn't consciously a threat, Deidra asked her assistant to have Lisa join her in her office. Deidra's assistant called back in a couple of minutes to say that Lisa was in the middle of a video shoot, making a "how to" video for the new Jana vibrators. Deidra asked which studio was being used for the shoot and told her assistant to never mind, that she would walk down and observe, and then talk to Lisa after. Deidra quietly opened the door to the darkened studio and walked toward the lights in the center of the room. Lisa was reclining on the same divan that had been used for Jana's shoot a few weeks earlier and had her feet firmly planted up near the base of her ass as she lifted it off the divan. Lisa had a vibrator in each hand and was methodically twisting and thrusting them into her pussy and ass. As Deidra watched, she concluded that Lisa was either about ready to come really hard or she was one hell of an actress. As Lisa's legs, ass and stomach began to twitch, Deidra could tell Lisa was in the throes of her orgasm. Lisa's grunts, moans and squeals became louder and closer together as she came harder and harder, with the cameras catching every expression on her face and every movement of the big black vibrators in and out of her gaping pussy and asshole. "Cut, that's a wrap," said Kieran as the lights filled the studio. Lisa continued to lie on the divan, eyes closed, as she slowly started to come down from her orgasmic high. Lisa opened her eyes suddenly. She had been startled when she felt two slender fingers gently massaging her clitoris. "That's the third time you have made me wet just watching you," said Deidra as she continued to knead Lisa's clit with her fingers. Deidra was sitting next to Lisa on the divan as she kneaded Lisa's clit and spoke to her. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, all I have heard since I got here is Deidra this or Deidra that. Now I can see why," said Lisa as the muscles in her pussy clamped down on Deidra's fingers. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you better too...tonight. Did Richard tell you that you were riding home with me later? Did you bring your bag?" "Yes, no, I mean he left a message with Hank last night," said Lisa flustered as Deidra's fingers continued to arouse Lisa's pussy. "I saw in your resume that you had done some hair styling and makeup work in the past. Is that something you are still comfortable doing?" asked Deidra. "Certainly," said Lisa. "What did you have in mind?" "I brought a couple of new young protégés back with me from Arizona. I'd like you to do something with their scruffy hair and then color it. There should still be some photos of our new video star Jana in the styling room. You'll know who she is, she was the red head that I was with the other night when we were watching each other," said Deidra. "I'd like you to color their hair that same color." "Drapes and rugs?" asked Lisa. "Drapes only, I want you to get rid of the rugs. I want you to shave them bald, including their balls; that should make the boys look bigger on camera. Besides, I sometimes like to lick young cock like a lollipop" said Deidra naughtily. "Their cocks are not as big as most of our talent around here, as you discovered with Tom," continued Deidra smiling. "He is one healthy boy," said Lisa admiringly. "Indeed. I thought he was going to split me in half, the first time he took my pussy and ass," said Deidra agreeing. "Now with the boys...they are filling out applications and Kieran is about to interview them. I'd go setup the hair studio and get whatever else you may need from supply." "Can I shower first?" asked Lisa. "No. Don't bother. Both the boys need a shower too. And you can probably take care of shaving them at the same time. Both boys got a little hot and sweaty on the flight back from Arizona," said Deidra smiling. "It's amazing how hot it can get when you're a mile high," said Lisa knowingly. "Yes. The boys have had a rough day. Please make sure you give them a really, really good shower," said Deidra. "It would be my pleasure," said Lisa. "There is nothing I enjoy more than teasing and pleasing young cock." "I can already tell that you and I are going to be simpatico," said Deidra as she leaned forward and kissed Lisa gently on the lips as she got up and strode back to her office. Deidra's pussy was dripping. She couldn't wait to get Lisa to bed with her and Richard. She was glad they were bringing her home. They would have all night to enjoy one another's bodies. As Deidra started to open the door to her office she turned around and walked back to her assistant. "Can you please change the flight plans for Lisa and Sophie tomorrow. Reschedule their flights for the following day. Oh, and call Maurice and see if you can't schedule him in for a session tomorrow afternoon with his too best (and I mean biggest) guys, around three or fourish. And one more thing, can you get me Lisa's personnel file please," said Deidra as she closed her office door behind her. Deidra called the ranch in Arizona and the houseman put her on hold while he went to the gym to let Sophie know Deidra wanted to talk to her. Deidra quickly let her know about the change in plans and asked if Dr. Contreras were still there. When she said that he was, Deidra had Sophie transfer her to his extension. Deidra let him know that he would have a new patient for a pussy tightening, a clit job and a little ass firming in a couple of days. Deidra's assistant brought her Lisa's file just as she was finishing with Dr. Contreras. Deidra thumbed through the file until she found Lisa's contact information. Using her own cell phone, Deidra dialed Hank's cell phone. Deidra said she wanted to let him know how pleased everyone was with Lisa so far and that she wanted to give Lisa a special treat. Deidra arranged for Hank to be at the office at three the following day and to not let Lisa know he was coming, so it could be a surprise, and for him to come directly to Deidra's office. Plans made, Deidra told Hank she would see him tomorrow and hung up. Pleased with the surprise she had planned for Lisa; Deidra smiled as she hung up. Looking at the clock on his office wall, Richard realized that he still had a couple of hours before he would have to leave for home. Richard tried to concentrate on his one remaining task as his mind began to wander to the two beautiful and lustful women who would be sharing his bed tonight. Richard opened Deborah's address book and logged onto her email account. As he surmised there were several emails from her daughter from the last two days, asking her mother to contact her. As Richard clicked through them, each new email seemed to reflect a greater degree of concern, just as her phone messages had. Aside from her daughter, the only other recent email was from the head mistress of the girl's school which had just been sent. Richard smiled when he read it. The head mistress was informing Deborah that her tuition check had bounced and that if Rebekah were to remain in school, it would have to be brought current immediately, since she was already so far behind. Richard had stopped payment on the five thousand dollar check he had given Deborah and he anticipated that it could provide him with the additional leverage he needed to get Rebekah away from the school. As Richard dug deeper into Deborah's emails there were many from her creditors and they mirrored the overdue notices that littered her dining room table. There were also emails from several men, and as Richard read through them he could sense that Deborah had been a very bad girl. Deborah had been blackmailing the men for at least a couple of years. The amounts were piddling, but the men apparently were easy touches, since their exposure would prove damaging to their careers. They seemed to be a mix of local politicians, prominent businessmen and clergymen. He imagined that Deborah had met most of them through the titty bar. Richard was more surprised that Deborah had set her sights so low. Several of Richard's clients had been squeezed similarly and had paid far more money to keep from getting famous. Richard shook his head. Poor Deborah, she had never figured out that it was just as easy, and more profitable, to be an expensive whore, instead of a cheap one. Richard assumed that Deborah must have some photos or video of her own that she was using to coerce the men. He added a note to his list for John to search the house thoroughly to see if she had the damaging materials hidden somewhere in the house. Lisa was in Sophie's styling room when the phone rang. It was Kieran and he had just got through interviewing Jim, who had signed his service contract and other paperwork. Jim was ready for Lisa and John would be along soon. Lisa walked down to the conference room to collect Jim and take him back to the salon for his haircut and coloring job. As Jim followed Lisa back to the salon he couldn't help wonder where all these beautiful women came from. Everywhere he turned since he arrived at Edge he had been surrounded by the most beautiful, and fuckable, women he had ever seen. Once in the chair, Lisa let Jim know that he was going to get his hair recolored as well as a haircut. At first, Lisa's words didn't register with Jim because he was completely enthralled with the two most suckable tits he had ever seen. Jim was now rock hard just thinking about having one of those luscious thumb sized nipples between his lips and teeth. Lisa was enjoying the attention that Jim was paying to her tits. She made no effort to pull her robe shut as Jim gaped at her fabulous tits as they flopped around inside her loose robe. "Jim," repeated Lisa, "I'm going to be coloring your hair after I am through cutting it. Jim looked up from Lisa's tits momentarily and said, "Hair coloring, that's for girls." "Well," said Lisa, "Deidra wants your hair colored and Deidra gets what Deidra wants." "What color?" asked Jim. "The same as Jana," said Lisa. "Jana?" said Jim. "Yes, Jana," said Lisa as she held up the photo sitting on the counter. "Oh yeah," said Jim. "But why the same color?" "I'm sure it is for artistic reasons," said Lisa smiling to herself. "I'm sure she wants your hair to match Jana's pussy when you have your head buried between her legs." Lisa was sure this logic would appeal to Jim. It did. "Oh, OK," said Jim, unable to argue with what he found to be a compelling argument. Lisa proceeded to cut Jim's hair. As she did her robe became looser and looser until the sash fell away and her breasts spilled out. As Lisa lowered Jim's chair so that his head would hang over the edge of the sink so she could wash and color it, her breasts were flopping into Jim's face. "You've been a good boy, go ahead and suck on them. I know you want to. Just don't get carried away. I need to wash and color your hair," said Lisa smiling. Before Lisa finished her sentence Jim had his hands on both her breasts and the right one in his mouth as he sucked and licked her huge brown nipple. Pleasantly occupied, Jim was no further bother as Lisa finished his hair. As Lisa finished up, she reached inside Jim's shorts and stroked his throbbing cock. "I'm glad to see you like my breasts. Some people say they are my second best feature," said Lisa as she rubbed the head of Jim's penis in the ball of her hand, making his body shudder with pleasure. Before Lisa could tease Jim any further, Kieran opened the door and had John in tow. "I brought you your second victim. Don't show him any mercy," said Kieran with a broad smile. "Boys, I leave you to Lisa's tender mercies." Kieran was already out the door and closing it behind him as he said the last words. John came straight for Lisa and fondled her breasts immediately. "I get to play too, don't I?" asked John. "Of course you do," said Lisa, "but first things first. Let's get your hair cut and get it colored too." John had a quizzical look on his face and then looked over at his brother and realized that he now had red hair. He hadn't noticed when he came in since he was focused on Lisa's gorgeous tits and her pussy that was now visible as her robe hung completely open. "Why the red hair?" asked John. "Because that's what Deidra wants," said Jim. John looked at his brother and Jim at him. They silently nodded agreement with the logic of the reasoning. Lisa had reached inside John's shorts and was leading him to the chair next to Jim by his cock. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can all go take a shower together. Would you boys like that?" asked Lisa as she stroked and squeezed John's throbbing cock. "Sounds good to me," said John smiling, as he pulled Lisa's robe from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. "In the meantime, let my brother and I see what we have to look forward to." "Well then, fair is fair. You need to let me see what I have to look forward to," said Lisa as she pulled John's jersey over his head and dropped his shorts to the floor, revealing his raging hard on. "We'll have to do something about that in a little while," said Lisa as she rubbed the head of John's cock with the palm of her hand. Lisa looked to Jim. "You too Jim, let me see what I'm getting into...or more precisely, what is getting into me." The Bi-Product Ch. 12 Lisa finished cutting and coloring John's hair as Jim looked on, taking in Lisa's luscious body. John was able to fondle and suck Lisa's breasts as well, as she colored his hair in the sink and when she was through she told both boys to follow her to the suite where they would be staying the night. Both boys began to dress before Lisa stopped them. "That won't be necessary; we're just going to be taking a shower anyway. " "But that's on the third floor, and there are all kinds of people out there," said Jim. "Boys, if you are going to be in this business, you have to get comfortable with your own and other's nudity. So you may as well start right now," said Lisa as she stroked each of their cocks to full erection. Grabbing each of the stiff cocks firmly in her hands she led them out the door and down the hallway toward the elevator. As they passed other members of the staff , each of them said or nodded hello. Everyone was amused as Lisa led the boys down the hallway like two puppies on a leash. Once in the boys' suite, Lisa pointed them to the shower. She had already left her kit there earlier when she was getting ready for them. "You boys go ahead and get in the shower and get the water running. I'll join you shortly," said Lisa. The boys were already soaping themselves as Lisa joined them. She put the shaving cream on the rack beneath the shower head as well as the two razors and the straight razor she had with her. Both boys' eyes bulged as they saw the long straight razor. "What's that for?" asked Jim, concerned. "Deidra wants your cocks and balls smooth as a baby's ass. She said it will make them look bigger on camera," said Lisa. "Besides, she says she likes to lick young cock like a lollipop." Lisa was now stroking both boys' soapy cocks vigorously and they were not inclined to argue the point as they remembered the blow jobs Deidra had given them on the plane. "But first let's get you nice and clean," said Lisa as she joined the boys under the water. Lisa wrapped her arms around each of the boys' waists and drew them close to her. She kissed each of them passionately and continued to stroke their cocks and knead their balls as she also soaped their bodies and massaged the soap into their flesh. The boys also soaped Lisa's body and allowed their hands to completely explore her warm and willing body. Lisa was aroused now as well, as she knelt between the boys to begin shaving their pubic hair. She knew they were too aroused to stand still for the close razor work and she was too. As Lisa knelt between the boys she grabbed each of their cocks in her hands and sucked the heads of each into her mouth briefly and then licked them from top to bottom as she continued to stroke them. Lisa tugged on Jim's cock as she motioned for him to lay on the floor of the shower, as the water continued to beat down on them. Lisa straddled Jim and guided his cock into her hot pussy as she began to rock up and down. Letting go of John's cock, Lisa looked up at him as she used both her hands to spread her cheeks exposing the brown star above her pussy, inviting John to fill her waiting ass. As John slide his cock into Lisa's ass until it disappeared, he was surprised at how easily it went in. The horny bitch had already lubed herself, John thought to himself, this was one hot lady. Now that Lisa was full of cock her fire was really burning. Lisa rocked back and forth and up and down and swayed her ass left and right as she made the boys' throbbing hard cocks penetrate or bounce off every inch of her needy pussy and ass. As Lisa thrashed about lustily she was increasingly lost in her own passion. "Oh, fuck me boys. Fuck me hard. Oh yeah. Pound my pussy, pound it hard. Oh God, fill my ass with your hard cock, pound it hard. Harder, harder! Pound me hard. Fill me with cum," cried out Lisa as she used the muscles in her pussy and ass to try and suck the cum from the boys' pulsing cocks. The boys were ready to come themselves as they became even more aroused by Lisa's animal lust. As Lisa squeezed their pulsing cocks even tighter with the muscles in her hot pussy and ass, the boys couldn't control themselves and they began to wildly thrust their cocks into Lisa's hot holes as she screamed and growled her lust as she thrashed up and down on the boys' rock hard cocks. All three of them were in the throes of their orgasms now and wave after wave of lustful excitement washed over each of them as the warm water continued to beat down on them. Rolling on their sides, each of them tried to catch their breath. After a few minutes Lisa rose and soaped and washed herself again, using the wand to clean her gaping pussy and asshole as the boys laid in the base of the shower, up on one elbow, watching Lisa use the water from the pulsing wand to wash away their cum from her pussy and ass. One at a time, Lisa helped each of the boys to their feet, first Jim and then John, and soaped and washed them again. Both boys were fully erect again, after watching Lisa shower and soaping and washing their cocks. Lisa knelt between the boys again and quickly sucked each of the boys into her mouth and brought them off in her mouth as she sucked every last ounce of cum out of them. Spent, the boys were pliable now as she lathered each of their cocks and shaved away the pubic hair on each of the boys' balls and inner thighs. As Lisa grabbed the straight razor and flipped it out of its sheath both boys got wide eyed as she lowered it to their cocks. Lisa could feel each of the boys tense up as she stroked the blade across their skin, shaving away the pubic hair above their cocks. Lisa was smiling evilly as she turned to the mirror opposite the shower and winked, as the boys continued to stand tensely and wide eyes as the straight razor continued to come perilously close to their cocks. Lisa was sure that Deidra was on the other side of the mirror and enjoying this as much as she was. "Lisa has a wicked sense of humor," said George from the other side of the mirror. "She kind of reminds me of someone else I know." "I have no idea what you're talking about," said Deidra smiling, as she teased George's cock inside his pants with her left hand as she turned and walked out the door and back to her office. The Bi-Product Ch. 13 (NOTE: The Bi-Product is a sequel to a previous story, The Product, and can best be understood by reading the original story first.) * Richard was on the freeway now, headed home to Encino. He wanted to stop by the store and pick up a bottle of chilled Champagne to share with the ladies when they arrived. He had decided to arrive home early and shower before Danielle and Lisa arrived. Richard laughed to himself, how strange it was that the love of his life was Deirdre everywhere else except when they were at home together. When they were within the confines of their own home, Deirdre magically became Danielle again, the sensuous young woman he had fallen in love with when they were in college. As Richard sat stuck in the late afternoon traffic, he wondered how different their lives might have been if she had not had a fender bender on her way home from class. Would she have finished her PhD in psychology at UCLA and have a practice somewhere, perhaps in the same building where he now practiced law. He would never know. Martin had made sure of that. By the time Danielle got home she was too late. Their lives had been changed forever and Martin had sent their lives spinning off in an entirely different direction than they had planned for themselves. Thinking of Martin brought Richard back to reality. He was near his exit and Richard changed lanes and slowed as he neared the bottom of the exit. As Richard pulled into the parking lot of their local market, he gave Deirdre a call. Again, he mused, she was Deirdre now and would not become Danielle again until she drove through the gates to their home in the hills above Encino. "Just checking in, I'm nearly home. Is there anything special you want me to pick up here at the store for you? I'm getting some Champagne," said Richard. "Champagne," said Deirdre, "how nice, how about some strawberries to go with the bubbly and by the way, what's for dinner?" "I'm not sure," said Richard honestly. "I told Beatrice you were coming home tonight, so I am sure it will be one of your favorites. She has missed you too." "I've missed her too...but you most especially," said Deirdre earnestly. "Really," said Richard. "Deirdre has looked like a pretty busy girl to me." "Yes," said Deirdre, "but Danielle would have preferred to be home with you." "I know," said Richard sincerely. "I can't wait to have Danielle home with me again. See you in a couple of hours. Love you!" ---------- When Deirdre hung up she decided to check the cameras in the playroom at the ranch. As she suspected, Sophie and Jana had decided to retire early. Watching the camera it soon became clear that retiring was, perhaps, a poor choice of words. Sophie and Jana had their heads buried between each other's legs and from the thrashing and moaning, it was obvious that they were both like bitches in heat. Smiling, Deirdre thought to herself, Sophie would have some reinforcements tomorrow when Todd and Paul arrived. She only needed to survive what looked to be one very long and exhausting night alone with Jana. Next Deirdre switched to the cameras in the boys' suite down the hallway. Lisa was giving each of the boys a sensuous massage. As she rubbed the oil into their muscles each of the boys completely relaxed, except for their pricks, which remained at full attention. Deirdre was impressed with the way Lisa was able to control the boys. They seemed far different from the two brutes that had ravaged their own mother, just a few weeks ago. They were showing promise. As she watched Lisa stroke their cocks she was envious. Deirdre couldn't wait to play with their young hard cocks herself, but that would have to wait. In the meantime she had much to do and first on her list was to call Tom and remind him to pick Heather up at the airport at eight. Deirdre asked Tom to pick her up personally and give her the sales pitch on the way back from the airport. Tom was a good closer, so hopefully he could talk her into filling out the paperwork and joining the team. Deirdre knew she would be impressed by the money, but she was counting on Tom's humongous cock to seal the deal. Heather seemed to have a lot of raw potential, which is to say, she appeared to be insatiable sexually and completely uninhibited. Those were two strong assets for this line of work. Besides, there was just something about her that stirred Deirdre inside, but she couldn't put her finger on it. As they talked, it occurred to Deirdre that she should have Tom join Heather and the boys for the night. It would be a good opportunity for both the boys and Heather to learn how to have sex like a professional, making sure that they were always properly positioned for the camera. In fact, she instructed Tom to make sure the large screen was pulled from the wall so the boys and Heather could watch themselves as they fucked each other. If all went well, Deirdre would review the video with them in the morning and critique their performances. As Deirdre hung up from Tom, she was satisfied with her plan. It had the added benefit of rewarding Heather with the huge porno cock she had been fantasizing about and the sight of Tom's magnificent muscle would be a needed humbling experience for the boys. Looking over to the screen, Deirdre could see that Lisa had finished massaging the boys and had taken each of them down her throat one last time, leaving them limp and fast asleep on the circular bed. ---------- Deirdre rang the extension in the salon and Lisa answered. "Nice job on the boys," said Deirdre. "You have them eating out of your hand, and that is no small feat. They can get a little out of hand, if given the opportunity." "They do have some rough edges, but I think they can be smoothed out," said Lisa. "There is something brutal about the way they were grabbing me at times. I can only imagine what they would be like, with someone who was inexperienced or who didn't give them what they wanted right away," said Lisa with a little concern. "You would have had to know their father," said Deirdre. "He was a real piece of work. But I can already see the boys turning a corner. With a little work, we can turn them into a couple of stud performers. Their first lesson will begin in a couple of hours when Tom gets back from the airport. I think we recruited the stewardess on the flight back from Phoenix and Tom is going to put her and the boys through their paces tonight. It should be interesting to watch in the morning when we get in." "I thought I was headed to the airport in the morning?" said Lisa, surprised. "No. I decided to keep you here at least an extra day," said Deirdre. "We can talk about it some more in the morning. In the meantime, why don't you join me in my office? We can shower together before we head home to meet Richard." "That sounds lovely. I'll see you in a few," said Lisa as she finished tidying up the salon. Lisa could feel the juices forming in her pussy as she anticipated finally having Deirdre's naked body pressed against her own. ---------- As Richard slowed and turned his Mercedes into his driveway he hit the switch overhead to open the gate which was set a few feet back from the street. Above the gate was an ornate piece of wrought iron work which extended over the entire entrance, leaving just enough room underneath for cars and service vehicles to enter the driveway. Inscribed in the wrought iron in gold letters was the phrase "Díolann Gneiss", a phrase that Danielle had selected. Like Danielle's stage name Deirdre, it was Gaelic in honor of her mother, who was originally from the rugged windswept country in the western part of Ireland where the native Irish tongue was still spoken pagan rites still practiced. Richard had come to think of his wife Danielle as some sort of Pagan Princess or Druid Goddess, just as she did herself. Like the Druids and Celts of old, Danielle was a strong willed woman who commanded respect from both men and women and bent or manipulated them to her will. Her mother had taught her and her sister the old ways and they guided much of her behavior and beliefs. As Richard pulled into the garage he thought to himself that he was glad to have his goddess coming home to him tonight. Richard grinned lewdly to himself, thinking he was especially glad, since she was bringing an especially succulent supplicant along with her. Richard entered the house through the door between the kitchen and the garage. He said hello to Beatrice who was preparing dinner as he put the Champagne and strawberries in the fridge. "Is the guest room prepared?" Richard asked his housekeeper Beatrice as he walked toward the arch which led to the dining room. "Yes," said Beatrice, "just as you requested. The lady at the department store helped me select the new bedding and towels and said they should appeal to the young lady." "Thanks very much," said Richard as he remembered he needed to bring in the laptops and extra monitor from his trunk as he turned and went back to the garage. Richard had some time before Danielle and Lisa would arrive and decided to get the laptops and monitors setup and connected to his home network. If all went well tomorrow, Rebekah might be making the trip home with him from the high desert and he wouldn't be able to do it then. He wanted to make sure everything worked as it had in his office and test it, just in case he needed any assistance from George. Within a half hour both laptops were setup and connected to the network and the internet. Richard had attached the large extra monitor to the laptop in his office and as he anticipated, it made keeping track of the desktop and webcam on the other laptop much easier. Richard shut the laptop in his office down and then went to the guest room to shut Rebekah's down as well. As Richard stood and headed for the door he looked around and was pleased with the bedding that Beatrice and the lady at the department store had selected. He hoped it would appeal to Rebekah and make her comfortable in what would be her new home for the foreseeable future. Richard headed back down the hallway to the master bedroom to take a shower and change clothes before the ladies arrived. Perhaps he would have time to sneak in a scotch while he was waiting for them. ---------- Deirdre was waiting at her desk for Lisa to arrive. Checking the cameras one last time, she could see that the boys were still sound asleep, but apparently dreaming of sugar plum fairies, and apparently the kind of fairies with huge tits, since their cocks were airborne again. Deirdre shook her head...the resiliency of youth. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Jana and Sophie were still hard at it. They were pussy to pussy and a huge two-headed dildo from the drawer had disappeared into each of them, except for the last couple of inches that Jana had grasped between her thumb and index finger and was driving back and forth inside their pussies as they arched their backs to take the rest of the dildo. Jana and Sophie were pussy to pussy now and the dildo had disappeared. They were wildly thrashing as they came. The two women had grasped each other's hands as they pulled their bodies closer and closer together as they impaled themselves on the long rubbery phallus. Deirdre decided she had enough and she was sure that Sophie probably had too. Jana had become the Energizer Bunny of sex and Deirdre was happy to have a respite. As Deirdre turned off the monitor, Lisa was knocking on her office door. Deirdre rose and went to the door to greet her. As Lisa stepped inside and Deirdre closed the door, Deirdre took Lisa by the hands and gently pulled her to her body, bringing Lisa's hands up under her halter top to Deirdre's bare breasts. As Lisa kneaded Deirdre's breasts, Deirdre pulled the sash on Lisa's gown open and began to explore Lisa's breasts as well. Soon the women had their arms wrapped around one another as they embraced in a long deep kiss, exploring one another's mouths. Deirdre was the first to break the embrace. "Let's not get carried away yet. It will be more fun if Richard is there watching. Let's shower and get dressed. I took the liberty of selecting a gown for you. I think we are nearly the same size. After we shower, perhaps we can help each other with our makeup. I want to look especially enticing for Richard tonight. It has been hard being away these last few weeks," said Deirdre seriously. "I'd like that," said Lisa, as she kissed Deirdre once again and headed toward the bathroom. The two women were indeed; nearly the same size and both had the kind of bodies that just cried out to be touched. As the women showered they continued to tease one another's pussies, ramping up their sexual angst, knowing that their eventual release would be that much better. After showering and applying makeup the women were visions of loveliness as they made their way to the elevator and to Deirdre's car for the ride home. As Deirdre pulled up to the gate of she and Richard's home, hitting the door opener Lisa said, "It sure does." "What does?" asked Deirdre confused as she looked at Lisa. Lisa nodded at the sign above the gate, "sex does," said Lisa. "You speak Gaelic?" asked Deirdre, impressed "Just a little," said Lisa. "My aunt was into the occult and fancied herself a Druid priestess or something. It used to really tick off my mother when she would teach me some of the stuff. Mom was as devout an Irish Catholic as you could get and she thought my aunt's beliefs were pagan and sinful." "Well, I'm impressed. And yes, sex does pay...really well, as a matter of fact. You and I DO seem to be simpatico," said Deirdre as she turned to look at Lisa seriously. "My mother WAS a Druid priestess and she taught my sister and I everything she knew. We'll have to talk some more about this. It isn't something you talk to strangers about, only to those who are like minded. You are like minded...aren't you?" asked Deirdre as she continued to stare Lisa directly in the eye. "Yes, at least as much as my aunt was able to teach me," said Lisa honestly. "Can I ask a question?" "Of course," said Deirdre "Your real name is Danielle, isn't that right?" asked Lisa. "Yes, how did you know?" asked Deirdre with curiosity. "As Richard was sleeping the other night, he kept murmuring your name. I knew it had to be you," said Lisa. "Yes that's right. Deirdre is, I guess, what you would call my stage name," said Deirdre. "OK, then what do you have to be so sorrowful about," asked Lisa seriously. Deirdre turned to Lisa with a sort of melancholy smile on her face. "You do know a little Gaelic, don't you? I'm afraid the answer to that question will have to wait until I know you a lot better. It is something that is very painful and the only person I talk to about it is Richard." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," said Lisa, "I was just curious. You have such a full and exciting life. Most people would die to have your looks and body...your life." They had pulled into the garage now and were out of the car as Deirdre hit the switch next to the garage door as she led Lisa toward the front door so they could make a grand entrance. Deirdre was excited, not just about the beautiful woman she was going to share with Richard, but about the possibility she had found a soul mate, someone who might share or could learn to share what her mother had taught she and her sister. Since her sister died, only Richard was even aware of Deirdre's Druid beliefs, beliefs that required sisters with whom to share them. "By the way, beyond this door I am Danielle, not Deirdre," said Danielle as she entered the house holding Lisa gently by the hand. ---------- Rebekah lay in bed in her dormitory room unable to sleep. The wind was blowing wildly, sending gusts of blowing sand against the window as it continued to howl outside. The room was completely dark and Rebekah huddled under her blankets. The only other sound came from across the room where her two roommates Sarah and Ruth had crawled into the lower bunk together as they did every night. Rebekah could hear the giggling and she knew it would soon be replaced by their low moaning as they did things to one another. They had tried to entice Rebekah to join them in the past, but she knew the two older girls were doing things to each other that the head mistress had said were bad. Rebekah wasn't really paying any attention to them now anyway; she was lost in her own thoughts. She hadn't heard from her mother in a couple of days and that wasn't like her. Rebekah had tried calling her several additional times since she had talked to her mother's attorney and had sent her three additional emails, begging her to let her know she was all right. The head mistress had taken Rebekah aside after dinner and had told her there was a problem with her tuition and that her mother was way behind and her most recent check had bounced. Rebekah had told her that her mother was out of the country in Mexico and couldn't be reached. Rebekah suggested that the head mistress contact her mother's attorney in the morning and that perhaps he could take care of things. Rebekah hoped he would be able to help. Otherwise, the head mistress told her, she would have to leave. Rebekah cried quietly to herself. She didn't want to have to leave school and her friends, but more importantly, she wanted to hear from her mother and to know that she was safe. As Rebekah cried herself to sleep she could hear the howling wind outside her window and the low moans of her roommates as they did things to each other. Rebekah knew she would have another difficult night. She kept her hands outside the blankets so she wouldn't be tempted to touch herself in her special place. But even without touching herself, she could feel the wetness inside her as the warm juices dripped down the back of her leg as she lay on her side in a fetal position, facing the wall, desperately trying to go to sleep. ---------- Tom had arrived at the Burbank airport a few minutes early and circled the parking lot as he waited for Heather. Deirdre had given him a pretty good description of Heather and Deirdre had passed her business card along to Heather before she and the boys had disembarked the airplane earlier in the day. Deirdre had written Tom's cell phone number on the back, just in case. On the third trip around, Tom saw a woman that matched Heather's description waiting at the curb. When she saw the Edge logo on the side of the van, she waved at Tom, identifying herself. Tom pulled up to the curb in front of Heather and got out of the van to take her bag. Tom made a point of giving Heather a big hug as he said hello and introduced himself, making sure she felt his massive muscle as he clutched her body close to him. Tom had been stroking his cock with his hand to full erection as he drove around the lot. Deirdre had told him that Heather had fantasies about big porno cock and he wanted to make sure she got to know his right away. As Tom pressed against Heather's body her eyes widened as the massive cock pressed against her. Oh my God, she thought, I can't wait to see that thing. Hell, she thought, I can't wait to have that inside me. "It is so nice to meet you," said Tom, still holding Heather closely. "Nice to meet you too," said Heather, somewhat flustered, not realizing that she was unconsciously rubbing her body against Tom's hard prick as her body began to tingle. Tom grabbed Heather's bag as he opened the passenger door and helped Heather into her seat. Tom put her bag behind the seat as he opened the sliding side door and closed it firmly before getting behind the wheel for the drive back to the Edge complex. "Deirdre tells me you might be interested in coming to work with us?" said Tom, as they exited the airport and got on the freeway for the ride to Edge. The Bi-Product Ch. 13 "I'm not sure. I think so. I've always had fantasies about having wild sex and I guess this would be one way to do that," said Heather as she made eye contact with Tom. "I never seem to be able to get enough." Tom returned Heather's smile and said, "I guess we'll find out tonight won't we? By the way, Deirdre asked me to spend the night with you and the boys. You don't mind, do you?" "Not at all," said Heather as she reached over and stroked Tom's cock through his pants as she traced his massive cock with her hand, finally finding the end and squeezing the head gently. "Not at all." "Wonderful," said Tom. "When we get back there will be some paperwork for you to fill out, just in case you do decide to join us. When I left the boys were asleep. Between you and Deirdre, and then Lisa, the boys were tuckered out. Hopefully, by the time you and I are through, the boys will be awake again and ready to give you the proper attention you deserve." "Will you be giving me your attention too?" asked Heather hopefully. "Yes," said Tom, as he pressed his hand on top of Heather's as she continued to stroke his cock with her left hand. "The four of us will be spending the night together. Deirdre has asked me to teach you three newbies how to fuck like porn stars." Heather squeezed Tom's cock even harder and he could feel her hand shake with anticipation. "I may as well get some of the interviewing done while we are on the way. Ordinarily Kieran takes care of this, but we may as well get it over with," said Tom. "Is that OK with you?" "Sure," said Heather. "OK, it is going to be a lot of very personal intimate questions, just so you know. As we tell everyone, there are no right answers or wrong answers, only your answers. Understand?" said Tom, making eye contact with Heather once again. "Yes," said Heather. "Fire away." Tom went through the whole battery of questions, all of them very intimate and personal and mostly of a sexual nature. Unlike Jane, Heather turned out to be very experienced sexually and had many partners over the years, although she had never been married or had children. Heather was bisexual and enjoyed the company of both men and women equally. She had done threesomes before with both another woman and with two men, although she had never been double penetrated. "So," asked Tom, "you've never had a cock in both your pussy and ass at the same time?" "I've never had a cock in my ass period," responded Heather, somewhat squeamish about the subject. "Have you ever wanted to have a cock in your ass? Have you ever fantasized about it?" asked Tom. "I've thought about it a couple of times, but I've never let anyone do it, because I was afraid it would hurt too much. Does it hurt?" asked Heather seriously as she squeezed Tom's cock some more. "At first, for most women," said Tom as he looked over to Heather who was looking very anxious now. "But most of the women I have been with tell me once their bodies adjust to it, they have never felt so full or come so hard in their lives." "That's what one of my girlfriends told me too," said Heather. "Do I...do I have to start with you?" "No, don't worry about that," said Tom squeezing Heather's hand again as she continued to squeeze his cock. "First I'm going to explore parts of your pussy that you didn't know existed. The boys will be the first to take your ass after I lube you real good. By the time they get through with you, you'll be ready for me and loving it." Tom looked over at Heather and he noticed that her body was shuddering now. Heather had her right hand up the bottom of her dress and was fingering herself. "By the time I am through with you tonight, you're going to want to be my personal slut. You're going to want my cock all the time. I'm going to make you come so hard you're going to think you will die if you come any more. Do you want to be my slut Heather? Do you?" "Yes, oh yes," said Heather breathlessly as she arched her back in the car seat and began to come hard. "Yes, I want to be your slut. I want your huge cock inside of me. Oh God, I'm coming, I'm coming. Oh God, I want your cock in me." Heather's body was shaking violently now as the orgasmic waves rippled through her body "Good then," said Tom as he continued to press Heather's hand against his stiff cock. "I'm pleased to say, the interview went very well. I'm glad we got that out of the way. Once you've filled out your paperwork, the boys and I can spend the rest of the night treating you like the porn goddess you are about to become, and fill every hole in your body with our hot cum." Tom squeezed Heather's hand into his cock one last time as he finished talking. They had reached the gate to Edge and they were pulling up the driveway and down into the parking structure. Heather was completely consumed with lust now. My God, she thought, she had never needed cock so much. The bottom of her dress was soaked, as was the car seat. After taking the elevator to the third floor, Tom took Heather to the conference room and left her with the application, confidentiality agreement and other paperwork to fill out and sign. Tom excused himself and went to the boy's suite to see if they were awake. ---------- The boys had awakened a little earlier and were up and about. Tom walked into the room and said hello. They had met earlier when Deirdre introduced them and told them Tom would be assisting with their training. "Have you boys eaten yet?" asked Tom. "Not yet, we just woke up," said John. "Well then, let me take you down to the commissary and get something to eat now. It is going to be a long night and you will definitely need your energy," said Tom as he started out the door. "Come on, follow me." The boys followed Tom down the corridor toward the elevator and down to the commissary. Tom continued to talk to the boys as they made their way. "Grab something to eat and then go back to your suite and shower. Heather is here and filling out her application. She and I will be joining you in about 30 minutes. We're going to spend the rest of the night finding out just how much of a slut Heather really is. Got that boys?" "Absolutely," said John. "I get her ass first," said Jim. "I wouldn't worry about it. You're both going to get to take her any way you want all night long. Our object tonight is to see just how much she really likes cock, how much and how often she can take it. But remember this boys, I'm also here to teach all three of you how to fuck like porn stars. You need to be aware of the camera and where it is positioned and how to make sure the camera gets the shot." "Gets the shot?" asked Jim. "Yes," said Tom "gets the shot. It doesn't matter how good you are fucking Heather, if the camera can't see your cock pounding into her pussy or ass, it doesn't matter. Our viewers have to be able to see the action, the penetration. Got it?" "Yeah, I think so," said John. "Good," said Tom. "Then finish eating and then shower. Heather and I will meet you in the suite in a little while. ---------- Richard had heard Danielle's car coming up the driveway and was waiting in the foyer as she and Lisa came through the door. "Welcome," said Richard to Lisa as he pecked her on the cheek. "And welcome home," said Richard warmly to Danielle as he took her in his arms and gave her a long and passionate kiss. "I've missed you," said Richard as he broke the kiss momentarily. "And I've missed you too," said Danielle, before she resumed the long passionate kiss. When they finally broke the kiss, Richard said, "Beatrice has dinner ready. Would you like to freshen up first?" "We just showered at the office. I think we're good. Lisa?" said Danielle. "I'm fine. You must be famished after such a long day," said Lisa. "Great, then let's have dinner and you ladies can tell me what or who you've been up to today," said Richard jovially as he wrapped his arms around both women's waists and led them to the dining room. "I can't believe how stunningly beautiful you both are this evening," said Richard as he seated the women at the table. Richard was rock hard just looking at the two women in their short black backless dresses with bodices that just barely covered their breasts as the fabric narrowed and tied behind their necks. Richard didn't even have to look to know both women were naked accept for these elegant, but flimsy dresses. He was sure he would have access to their wet pussies with his hands under the table. The women smiled at each other, reading Richard's mind. They knew he was excited from the bulge that was clearly visible beneath his silk slacks and they planned on doing a bit of teasing under the table themselves. Richard was at the sideboard now opening the Champagne. "How was the flight from Sky Harbor?" Richard asked, making conversation. "It was pleasant enough. I had some company on the flight home and made a new friend," said Danielle. "Company...who?" asked Richard inquisitively. "The boys, you remember them," said Danielle, looking straight at Richard. "We hired them to do a scene with Jana a few weeks ago. It seems they would like to come to work with us full time, so I invited them to fly over for an interview and a screen test." "Yes, I remember them now," said Richard as he looked directly at Danielle with a raised eyebrow as he poured her Champagne. "As luck would have it, I was able to initiate the boys into the mile high club with the help of a very accommodating stewardess," said Danielle, smiling at Richard. "As a matter of fact, she expressed an interest in joining our merry little band herself." "The more the merrier," said Richard amicably, "Are you sure the boys are ready?" "Oh, they're ready," interjected Lisa with amusement. "They are beyond ready!" "So you've had the pleasure of meeting the boys as well?" asked Richard as he turned to Lisa. "Yes," said Lisa as she looked to Danielle. "We had a bit of a close shave this afternoon. But things worked out well." "Well," said Richard, "your timing would seem to be impeccable. I can see where the boys may be an asset with one of our other projects very soon." "I was thinking the same thing," said Danielle casting Richard an evil smile. "As a matter of fact, we should turn on the plasma in the bedroom later and check on the boy's progress. Tom is conducting a bit of a training session with the boys and the stewardess tonight. It should make for some interesting viewing." "Not as interesting as what is going on here, I hope," said Richard with a lewd grin as he joined the women at the table. "You shouldn't find it to be too much of a distraction," said Danielle as she stroked Richard's cock under the table. "Not at all!" chimed in Lisa, as her hand joined Danielle's on Richard's ever stiffening cock under the table. Richard shifted uncomfortably in his chair as Beatrice came through the doorway from the kitchen balancing the three plates with the first course of their dinner. Richard knew he was going to have his hands full, as well as another notable appendage, tonight. The Bi-Product Ch. 14 (NOTE: The Bi-Product is a sequel to a previous story, The Product, and can best be understood by reading the original story first.) * Tom left the commissary and headed back upstairs toward the conference room. As Tom opened the door and entered he could see that Heather had completed her paperwork. She was standing at the window looking at the city lights beyond the complex. "Let's go over your paperwork and we can move on to the more pleasurable part of the evening," said Tom as he sat down and picked up Heather's paperwork to review it. Tom reviewed the application and was pleased to see that all of the forms had been signed, including the confidentiality and non-disclosure agreements. "Can you give me your driver's license, social security card and passport, if you have it with you?" asked Tom. "I'll leave them with your application so our admin can copy them in the morning when she gets in. Once your application has been processed in the morning Deirdre will make you a formal offer, if all goes well tonight. I think you will be pleased with the compensation package. Do you understand?" "Yes, that sounds great," said Heather, only concerned at the moment with having Tom's cock fill every one of her holes. "Good then," said Tom matter-of-factly. "Now take your clothes off" "What?" asked Heather, somewhat surprised with the abruptness of the request. "Take your clothes off," said Tom now, with a note of irritation. "But..." Heather began to say as Tom cut her off. "But nothing!" said Tom in a commanding voice now. "Get your fucking clothes off. From now on you are going to do exactly as I say. You said you wanted to be my slut in the car, so get your fucking clothes off slut!" Heather was startled at the way Tom was acting now, but she wanted his cock so bad, she was willing to do almost anything. Heather unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the floor and then her bra and panties. "Good," said Tom, "now climb up on top of the table and spread your legs for me." Although embarrassed, Heather climbed on top of the table and stood naked in front of Tom, spreading her legs. Tom grasped Heather by the ass and moved her to the edge of the table where he could view her pussy more closely. As he spread her pussy open he could feel the wetness dripping down her legs with his thumbs. Good, he thought, she was excited and was already well lubricated. Tom licked Heather's pussy briefly and stuck his nose right up to it taking the musky smell into his nostrils. "You smell wonderful. I can't wait to eat your pussy," said Tom almost to himself`. "Show me your ass," said Tom, as he grabbed Heather's hips, making her turn around. Heather was trembling now, not used to being treated this way. Tom spread the cheeks on Heather's ass and peered at her lovely asshole intently. "You actually do have a virgin asshole," said Tom in wonderment. "It's not going to be that way for long." Tom now had Heather's ass cheeks grasped firmly in his hands and spread wide. Heather could feel his tongue disappear into her asshole and the sudden jolt of pleasure made her weak kneed as she almost lost her balance. "Very nice," said Tom admiringly. "Now turn around and finger-fuck yourself for me. Close your eyes and let me watch you cum for me. Think about how good my cock is going to feel inside you and how good it is going to feel when the boys and I are filling your mouth, pussy and ass with our cum. Come on Heather; make yourself cum for me, like you did in the car." Heather was facing Tom now on top of the table with her eyes closed as she stroked her slick pussy with her right index and middle finger. Heather's legs were spread wide and her hips were swaying back and forth and in and out as she did as she was instructed. Heather was completely aroused and quickly approaching an orgasm as her fingers began to move more quickly, becoming sopping wet as her juices flowed from her engorged pussy. As Tom stood and watched Heather's hips sway and breasts heave in and out as she brought herself off, he slowly removed his own clothes. When Heather began to moan loudly as she was about to come, Tom reached up and grabbed Heather under her armpits and lifted her down to the floor. Tom quickly placed Heather's ass on the edge of the table and lifted her legs high above her until her ankles were resting on his shoulders. Heather grabbed the edge of the table knowing, hoping for, what was coming next. Tom pointed the head of his massive cock straight at Heather's pussy and slowly began to guide his cock into her wetness. Heather was delirious with lust now and her pussy was exploding with all kinds of new sensations as Tom's huge prick stretched her farther than she thought possible. Once Tom had his cock half way in, he reached up and grabbed Heather's ankles, spreading her legs as wide apart as he could as he lifted her ass off the table. Tom began to stroke his cock in and out of Heather's pussy with a long rhythmic motion. As Heather squirmed, gasped, whimpered, squealed and cried out, struggling to take the massive cock into her stretched pussy Tom relentlessly drove himself in deeper and deeper until he was slapping his flesh against Heather's ass. Now Tom increased the speed of his thrusts until he was violently pounding his cock into parts of Heather's pussy that she had never felt before. Heather was already coming again, completely consumed with lust. Heather cried out again and again, "Oh fuck me Tom, fuck me hard. Fuck me with your huge cock. Harder, harder! Make me your slut. Fuck your slut hard, harder. Give me all your cock. Oh God, I need your cock. Ram it in me. Make me cum." "Are you my slut Heather?" said Tom, breathing hard now. "Are you my dirty little slut? Will you do whatever I ask? Will you be my dirty little whore?" "Yes, yes," screamed Heather as her pussy squeezed Tom's cock hard as she came. "Yes, I'm your slut whore. Do me, do me harder. Make your slut whore cum. Fill me with your hot cum. Oh please fuck me harder." Heather was squeezing Tom's cock really hard with the muscles in her pussy now and Tom couldn't hold back any more. As Tom's cock began to pulse inside Heather's pussy she could feel it throbbing as he shot his cum deep inside her. Heather could feel every nerve ending inside her pussy now as she came again, even harder than before. Wave after wave of intense pleasure swept over her body until she was spent, lying motionless on the table. Tom waited a couple of moments so that he and Heather could catch their breaths and then he lifted her off the table and made her kneel in front of him. Tom lifted his cock to Heather's mouth and she licked it clean, tasting his warm cum mixed with the juices from her pussy. Heather took Tom's semi-hard cock into her mouth and made it disappear down her throat, willing it back to full erection. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves," said Tom as he withdrew his cock from Heather's mouth. "We still have all night and the boys are waiting for us. If you go through that door, there is a private playroom with a bathroom attached. Go in and take a shower. I'll join you in a minute." Tom collected the signed paperwork, as well as Heather's clothes and purse and locked them in the receptionist's desk before he joined her in the shower. For the first time, Tom showed Heather some tenderness as he wrapped his arms around her and embraced her closely under the pulsing warm water of the shower. Tom kissed Heather passionately and their tongues disappeared into each other's mouths. Heather had never felt so well fucked in her life and she had a glow about her that Tom could sense as he soaped her body and then she his body. After drying one another Tom handed Heather a bottle of oil and had her rub it all over his body and then he did the same for her. When he was finished, he spread some lube on his fingers and asked Heather to lean over and grab the bathroom counter. "This is for later, you'll be thanking me for it in about an hour," said Tom as he slowly stuck the two lubricated fingers as deep inside Heather's ass as they would go. Heather gasped as Tom spread her asshole wide with his fingers. After spreading more lubricant on his fingers three times and stretching Heather's asshole as much as he could and filling her with lubricant, they were ready to join the boys. "Come on, the boys are waiting," said Tom. "I'm sure they are getting impatient. I know how much they want to say hello to you." "I'll bet," said Heather mischievously. As Tom opened the door that connected to the outer hallway Heather covered her breasts and grabbed for a towel. "What are you doing?" said Tom incredulously. "There are people out there...and I'm naked," said Heather embarrassed. "If you want to be in this business," said Tom with some frustration, "you better get used to being naked around a lot of people, especially strangers. Now is as good a time as any to get over it, so get over it. Get your slut ass out her now!" Scarlet red with embarrassment, Heather followed Tom into the hallway and down the corridor to the suite where the boys were waiting for them. Heather was relieved that there were no longer many people moving around in the hallway. She guessed that most of them had gone home by now. Each person that they did meet, Tom made a point of stopping and introducing Heather to them so they could get a long hard look at her. He enjoyed her discomfort, but also knew it was important for her to forget any thoughts of shyness or modesty that she might have. ---------- As dinner had progressed and Danielle, Richard and Lisa continued to tease one another under the table the sexual tension continued to build to a crescendo. Throughout dinner all three of them were filled with heightened anticipation of what was to come. Once Beatrice cleared the plates from their desserts all three of them were eager to move on to what they were really there for. Rising from the table, Richard took each of the ladies by the hand and they slowly walked down the hall to the master bedroom Once they were in the bedroom Danielle moved forward and wrapped her arms around Richard's waist and gave him a long and passionate kiss as he grasped her tender buttocks in each of his hands, squeezing them hard as he drew Danielle's willing body close. Danielle nibbled on Richard's earlobe as Lisa looked on, not wanting to intrude. Danielle whispered in Richard's ear as she kissed it, "You get yourself comfortable in bed and Lisa and I will be right back." Taking Lisa by the hand, Danielle led her to her private dressing room, just off the master bath. "I want this night to be really special," said Danielle. "I noticed that your nipples were pierced when I was fondling you. Is your pussy pierced too?" "Yes, of course," said Lisa. "My aunt pierced me when I was a teenager and gave me my first set of ceremonial jewelry, but I don't have any jewelry with me." "That's OK, I have my sisters ceremonial jewelry right here," said Danielle as she opened an exquisite wooden jewelry box. "I would love it, if you wore these tonight." Danielle pulled out a set of beautiful golden rings, about an inch in diameter with stunning sapphires dangling from them and a third golden ring that was just a little larger with an even larger sapphire dangling from it. Danielle then retrieved a matching torq made out of twisted golden strands which had two more sapphires on each end. "Oh, they are just beautiful," said Lisa excitedly. "Are you sure? They were your sister's?" "Yes, please," said Danielle. "It has been years since I have worn my own for Richard. Not since...not for a long time," said Danielle as her voice trailed off. Grabbing a bottle of body oil, Danielle spread some on her hands. It had a pungent musky aroma. "Here, let me oil you first and then you can do me," said Danielle as she pulled Lisa's dress away from her shoulders and let it slip to the floor. As she did, Lisa let Danielle's slip to the floor as well. After the women had oiled each other thoroughly, they each lubricated one anothers anal cavities with the bottle of slick lubricant that Danielle pulled from one of the drawers. "Almost ready now," said Danielle smiling sensuously as she kissed Lisa lightly on the lips. Danielle was now placing the two smaller rings through Lisa nipples, turning them so the sapphire stones were pointed straight down. Danielle next knelt in front of Lisa and spread the lips of her pussy apart, licking the inner lips several times to make sure they were moist. Danielle now attached the larger golden ring through Lisa's pierced pussy, making sure the largest of the sapphires was also pointed down. Rising to her feet, Danielle placed the torq around Lisa's neck and stepped forward and kissed her passionately. Danielle had laid out her own set of jewelry on the countertop and Lisa moved forward to place Danielle's jewelry on her body. The set was identical in design, but made of shining silver with gleaming black onyx gemstones instead of sapphires that matched Danielle's raven hair which was now flowing down and around her jutting breasts. When Lisa was done she stepped back to look at the ravishing Druid Princess standing before her. "Grá nó Drúis," said Lisa as she looked intently into Danielle's eyes. "Yes, that is always the question, but why can't it be both. What's wrong with both love AND lust?" said Danielle as she took Lisa gently by the hand to join Richard in bed, bringing the bottle of body oil with her. ---------- As they approached the boys suite Tom had Heather firmly by the hand. He could feel her hand trembling as she began to hang back as they neared the door. Tom had to pull Heather forward as he opened the door. "Come on, the boys are waiting. They want to give you a proper welcome to Edge Productions," said Tom in an almost menacing voice. As the door swung open Heather moved backward. She was trembling all over now. It was finally hitting her what she had gotten herself into. She was giving herself over to three men who were going to take her body in every possible way and all at once, and probably all night long. Tom tried to push Heather through the door, but she wasn't budging. Heather was frozen, apprehensive with fear about the idea of being ass fucked; in fact she was downright terrified now, especially since it wouldn't be just one cock invading her virgin ass, but three. But most especially she was scared to death of having Tom's huge cock tearing her apart from behind. She had a hard enough time taking that monstrous cock up her pussy just a little earlier. Tom was pushing her harder now. "Come on Heather. It is time for the main event. This is what you wanted, remember?" Heather looked back over her shoulder at Tom with a look of sheer terror in her eyes. "Oh Please, I'm not sure. Can we..." Heather started to say as Tom shoved her hard sending her sprawling onto the carpet in the middle of the suite. Heather could hear the door slam behind her. Heather's head was spinning now. What had she done what had she agreed to? She had told Tom she would be his slut, be his whore. What was he, what were they, going to do to her. Heather was on her hands and knees now and as she looked back at Tom; he was leering at her with an almost evil look on his face. Tom was stroking his monster cock back to full erection. As she turned away, Heather could see that the boys had moved forward and were now standing directly in front of her, not a foot away. Heather looked up and saw that the boys were also stroking their cocks to erection as well. Heather noticed that the boy's cocks were shaved clean now and they looked larger and more menacing to her than on the airplane. The boys looked different too. They were no longer the meek teenagers that she and Deirdre enjoyed manipulating and teasing. She could sense that they were now in control...and that they knew it. Heather was shaking like a leaf now, her breasts heaving as she remained on her hand and knees on the carpet, not knowing what to do and not knowing what was coming next. "You boys have already met Heather, I believe?" asked Tom. "Yeah, we met on the airplane. She is a real tease," said John. "Well, Heather has turned over a new leaf, and has decided to make a career change. Isn't that right Heather?" asked Tom. When Heather didn't reply, Tom asked her again, but more forcefully, "Isn't that right!" "Yes," said Heather meekly, embarrassed to be naked and on all fours on the floor in front of the three men. "Why don't you tell the boys why you decided to make the career change Heather. I'm sure they would be interested," said Tom. Heather looked up at Tom, not sure what he was getting at. "I don't know what...what are you..." said Heather in confusion as Tom cut her off. "You said you liked cock. Didn't you Heather? You said you wanted to be in porn movies because you wanted more cock, big cocks. Isn't that right Heather?" said Tom pointedly. "Yes," said Heather softly and under her breath. "Well then, look up at the boys when you are speaking to them and tell them what you want. Say it Heather...I want cock, lots of cock, huge cocks...say it Heather" demanded Tom. When Heather didn't reply Tom reached down and cracked her ass with his open hand. "Say it slut!" Heather was startled by the pain searing her ass and was now crying. "Yes, yes, I want cock, lots of cocks, huge cocks." "Well then, tell the boys where you want them then," said Tom. When Heather didn't immediately respond Tom didn't wait. Heather could hear and feel another loud and hard slap on her other ass cheek. "In my mouth and in my pussy," offered Heather hurriedly. "Where else Heather, come on, tell the boys where else," demanded Tom. "Do you want them to fuck your virgin ass?" "In my ass, in my ass. Yes, I want you to fuck my virgin ass," sobbed Heather in utter submission. "I want cocks in all my holes. I want all of you in all my holes." said Heather in abject defeat as she sobbed uncontrollably. Heather was looking directly at the boys now as she uttered these final sentences, just as Tom had instructed her. "That's much better. Now assure the boys that you are going to be our good little slut tonight, our slut whore," demanded Tom as he grabbed a handful of Heather's hair and pulled her to her feet. "Tell them!" "Yes, I'm your slut, your slut whore," said Heather in submission as she looked into the boy's faces through her own swollen, tear soaked eyes. The boys were thoroughly aroused now and ready to follow Tom's lead. Each of the boys reached out and began to maul Heather's tits. John was the first to speak, "Do you want me to cum in your mouth slut?" he asked. When Heather didn't respond immediately he pinched her nipple hard and twisted it harshly and pulled it out from her body. Heather screamed, "Yes! Yes!" as the pain from her tit shot through her body. "Do you want me to fuck you in the ass? Do you want me to shoot my cum deep in your ass?" asked Jim as he pinched, twisted and pulled Heathers other nipple even harder. "Yes, yes!" cried Heather. "Then tell me," demanded Jim. "Yes, fuck my ass. I want you to cum inside me," cried Heather as Jim continued to stretch her tit away from her body. "You didn't tell me where you wanted me to cum slut," demanded Jim as he tugged her nipple even harder. "In my ass, in my ass, I want you to cum deep in my ass," cried Heather. The boys had Heather sandwiched between them now and she could feel their hard cocks pressing against her sides. The boys' hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of her body as they kissed, licked and bit her flesh all over. Their fingers were exploring her ass and pussy as they alternately stuck their tongues down Heather's throat. The Bi-Product Ch. 14 Tom was standing behind Heather now and taking in the action. Tom was impressed as the boys seemed to know what to do. Tom decided to get ready for the next part of Heather's initiation as the boys kept her occupied. Walking to the wall behind him, Tom opened the mirrored panels to reveal the hidden compartment which was amply stocked with various bondage gear. As the boys continued to maul and grope Heather's body, Tom selected a pair of leather wrist and ankle restraints. Finally, Tom retrieved a black blindfold with a tight rubber strap that would fit snuggly over Heather's head and eyes and a ball gag for her mouth. Tom also grabbed a small black device with small metal prongs on it that was about five inches long, before he was finished. As Tom moved back toward Heather, he instructed the boys to hold her still and hold her arms high above her head. The last thing Tom had done before he moved back toward the three of them was hit a switch on the interior wall. As he did so, heavy black straps began to silently descend from the ceiling above Heather. Before Heather could notice the straps coming down toward her, Tom had snapped the blindfold firmly over Heather's eyes and she was now in complete darkness. As Heather began to struggle, the boys continued to hold her arms high above her head and her feet were no longer touching the floor. Heather could feel Tom attaching the first and then the other restraints to her wrists and buckling them tight. Tom then knelt to the floor and attached restraints to Heather's ankles as well. Heather was consumed with fear now as she blurted out, "What the fuck are you doing to...aaghh," cried Heather as the electrical shock from the small pronged device sent a sharp electrical jolt through her entire body. As Heather cried out, Tom pushed the ball gag into her mouth and buckled it behind her head. Now only Heather's muffled screams could be heard as Tom attached the leather wrist restraints to the straps that now hung above Heather's outstretched wrists as the boys raised her so they could be snapped in place. Heather was now swinging freely from the overhead straps as the boys stepped back. Tom motioned each of them to grab one of Heathers ankles and attach them to the additional set of straps behind her. As they did so, they pulled Heather's legs wide apart to reach the straps which were set much farther apart that those overhead to which her wrists were connected. Tom had moved back to the wall cabinet and was pulling on another switch that now lifted Heather's ankles and legs even further off the ground. As Heather hung high off the floor, spread-eagled in mid-air Tom retrieved a handful of small gold chains and clasps from one of the cabinet drawers. Tossing a chain to each of the boys, they quickly understood what each of them was for as they placed the clasps on each of Heather's nipples and tightened them with the thumb screws. Heather's muffled screams were louder now and her body was shaking violently in fear. As the boys let go of the chains the heavy metal balls dropped hard from the other end of the chains, stretching Heather's nipples and breasts further from her body. As Heather's breasts heaved harder, jolts of pain shot through her tits as the balls swung back and forth, sometimes clicking together. Heather could now feel hands spreading the lips of her pussy. These were large hands, she knew they had to be Tom's. As he spread her further apart Heather could feel the wetness that had been released from her cunt flowing down her outstretched thighs. In spite of the fear and pain, Heather was thoroughly arouses and could feel every nerve ending in her body. Heather had never been so sexually excited in her life. She could feel the juices gushing from her pussy and down her thighs and into her increasingly drenched bush. Tom was tugging on Heather's inner cunt lips now with his thumbs and index fingers, stretching one, then the other, down away from her body. As he did so he attached metal clamps to each of the lips that pressed hard into her tender flesh and allowed the attached balls to drop hard, tugging on her cunt lips and sending jolts of pain through her sensitive pussy. Wanting to keep the boys occupied, Tom got a long red Jana vibrator from the cabinet and tossed it to them and motioned for them to join him behind Heather. "One of you ream her ass with your tongue, while the other fucks her pussy with this. Take turns and see how many times you can make her cum." Going Tom one better, Jim drove his tongue up Heather's ass as Jim lapped away at her wet pussy. The boys took turns driving the monstrous red vibrator up Heather's pussy as far as they could push it, pumping it in and out as Heather began to respond, rocking her ass and tightening her pussy around the invading vibrator. As Heather became more and more excited, Jim kept ratcheting up the speed of the vibrator until Heather was delirious, experiencing one orgasm after another. Tom had pulled a long black silk scarf from one of the drawers and was in front of Heather now. He shook his head as he saw the boys working Heather into one orgasm after another. The kids were naturals, he thought to himself. Pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain, that was what it was all about Tom reminded himself as he wrapped the silk scarf around Heather's left breast, pulling it tight until her breast swelled up like a balloon. Heather jerked in pain at this new onslaught to her body and as she did the chains attached to her tits swung wildly, sending new waves of pain through her breasts. Next, Tom wrapped the scarf around Heather's other tit and pulled it tight until her right breast bulged out as well. Now Tom took the ends of the scarf and wrapped them over Heather's back and again tied the ends of the scarf tightly behind her back causing her breasts to be stretched wide apart sending new shock waves of pain through her tits. Between the waves of pain in her tits and the waves of pleasure in her pussy, Heather was having one orgasm after another. The more her body shook as the waves of pleasure washed over her, the more the balls swung and fresh jolts of pain swept across her body. To Heather now, the pleasure and pain were indistinguishable. Heather was completely swept away and could feel every nerve ending in her body. Heather continued to cum again and again until finally, exhausted, her head slumped forward as she passed out. Tom tapped the boys on their shoulders and motioned for them to step away. Taking the vibrator from John, Tom tossed it back inside the cabinet, opening the largest drawer on the bottom of the cabinet Tom pullet out an electrical device that looked something like a car battery charger. Attached to it were six strands of wires with suction cups on the other end. Placing the device directly under Heather, Tom instructed the boys to attach the suction cups to each of Heather's bulging breasts just below her nipples and then two more suction cups to the inside of her thighs and the two largest suction cups right in the middle of each of her ass cheeks. Heather continued to hang limp in her restraints as the boys finished. Next Tom pulled another strange looking device from the lower drawer. It was completely black and appeared to be made of rubber or something like it. It had two vibrators built into it and the rubber was much thicker between and around the vibrators, the area that a woman's cunt would be in direct contact. It looked like nothing so much as a rubber bikini bottom with vibrators on the inside. Tom motioned to the boys to join him and as he turned it on he ran his finger over each of the vibrators and the thick area around them where the cunt would be and he had the boys do the same thing with their fingers. The boys shook their heads in understanding, realizing what the purpose of the device was. The entire surface vibrated to the touch and would send vibrations throughout Heather's cunt and ass, including her clit. As Tom worked the two vibrators into Heather's ass and pussy John and Jim held the straps that would attach the device firmly around Heathers bottom like a skin-tight fitting pair of mini shorts. Tom now plugged the electrical box on the floor into the outlet just inside the cabinet. Adjusting the dials on the device on the floor, it would send mild electrical shocks through the suction cups attached to Heather's body that would create a warm sensual feeling as the vibrators sent waves of pleasure through Heathers pussy and ass. Tom had adjusted the device on the floor to alternate the locations and the strength of the impulses so the pleasurable shocks that were sent would be random and Heather would not know where or how strong the next one would be. When Tom switched the device on he and the boys could see Heather's body responding to the mild electrical impulses, although she continued to be unconscious. When Tom switched on the vibrators he and the boys could see Heather's ass tighten to absorb the pleasurable sensations inside her cunt and ass. "OK, time to wakey, wakey," said Tom as he gave the boys a wicked grin. Tom had retrieved the small device with prongs and had turned the dial from mild to high. As he pressed it into Heather's right ass cheek she lurched as the hard electrical jolt shot through her body. Tom moved around Heather and as her breasts started to heave less and her breathing became less labored, he sent another jolt through her left ass cheek, again causing her body to lurch, the balls swing and Heather to scream futilely over and over again through the ball gag. Fully alert now, Heather could feel the vibrations rippling through her pussy and ass and the mild pleasurable pulses of electricity moving around her body as the heightened sensitivity she felt after the strong electrical jolts caused her to feel every nerve ending in her body. As Heather hung in the air, the boys and Tom could see her body respond to the pleasure that her body was feeling. They could tell from the contractions of her stomach muscles and the gyrations of her body that she was experiencing sensual overload. As Heather's body convulsed in pleasure she was alternately moaning and squealing in pleasure as she was consumed by the sensations. The first orgasm was sweeping over Heather's body as Tom motioned the boys toward the door as they quietly left the room and gently closed the door behind them. Once outside Tom told the boys that they would go down to the cafeteria for something to drink and let Heather "percolate" for a while as they took a break. He would fill them in on the rest of the evening's itinerary while they were there. He assured them that Heather would be like putty when they returned, and then they could get down to taking care of their own needs for the remainder of the night as well as Heather's...and start teaching they and Heather the art of fucking like a porn star. ---------- Deborah was jarred from her fitful sleep by the sound of the bolt clanging open on the door and it creaking open, letting the cold air rushed into the damp room on to her naked skin. Deborah sat up on the rope cot shivering, chilled to the bone. "Did the women bring you something to eat?" asked Xavier as he stood over her. "Yes, thank you." said Deborah not wanting to say or do anything to make her captor mad. "Did they rub something into your welts?" said Xavier. "Yes. My back is feeling much better now. Thank you," said Deborah as she paused and then asked apprehensively. "May I ask a question?" "Yes," said Xavier. "What are you going to do to me? How long are you going to keep me here?" asked Deborah as she looked up for the first time, allowing her eyes to meet her captor's. "When the ransom is paid, you will be returned to your daughter," replied Xavier calmly, telling her what he thought she wanted to hear. "But I don't have any more money," said Deborah as she began to weep. "The money you got from the bank belonged to my daughter's father. It was for her. It was for her future." "There is no point in telling me this. Either the ransom will be paid it will not. If it is not...well, let's not get ahead of ourselves," said Xavier. "Let's concentrate on the here and now." "But..." Deborah started to say as Xavier calmly interrupted her. "Not another word. Understand?" said Xavier, with slight irritation apparent in his voice. Deborah lowered her head in a gesture of submission, knowing she had best say no more. "The question is what is going to happen to you here and now. And only you have the answer to that question. Do you understand what I am saying?" said Xavier. Deborah nodded her head yes without looking up. "Do you want to remain here in this cell naked and cold?" asked Xavier. Deborah shook her head no, again without looking up. "Would you prefer to sleep in a warm bed?" inquired Xavier. Deborah shook her head yes, continuing to stare at the floor as her tears puddled on the wet cement floor. "Would you like to have this warm robe to wear?" said Xavier as he dropped a terry cloth robe on the floor between them. Again, Deborah shook her head yes. "Then you know what you need to do, don't you?" said Xavier quietly. Deborah shook her head yes and then looked up at her captor with teary eyes as she slipped off the edge of the bed and knelt on the soft terry cloth robe in front of him. Deborah reached up and unzipped Xavier's pants and reached inside, pulling out his erect and engorged cock. As she wrapped her fingers around the base of his prick with her left hand she began to knead his balls through his trousers with her right hand as she lowered her head on to his cock as it disappeared in her mouth. Xavier grabbed hand-fulls of Deborah's hair as he thrust his cock down her throat, fucking her mouth vigorously. It didn't take long before Deborah's mouth was filling with his cum as she swallowed one mouthful after another. When Xavier was through Deborah continued to suck and lick his cock clean. "You have made a wise decision. Stand up and put on your robe." said Xavier. As Deborah put on the warm robe, tying the front closed, Xavier told her to put her hands behind her back. As she did, Xavier snapped her leather wrist restraints together. "I am going to take you upstairs now to my quarters. You may shower, you may even have something to eat if you wish and then you will do everything...EVERYTHING...I ask. Do you understand?" said Xavier. "Yes," said Deborah in a low voice. Xavier continued, "As long as you obey me, you won't have to return to the cell and you will be treated well. But, don't even think about running away. We are miles of open desert away from the next nearest house and if you try to escape I will set our dogs loose on you and they will run you down and rip you to shreds. Do you understand?" "Yes," said Deborah. "I understand." Xavier put the hood back on Deborah's head and led her up the steps from the dungeon. The Bi-Product Ch. 15 While Danielle and Lisa were making themselves ready for the night of lovemaking in Danielle's dressing room, Richard had lit all the candles spread around the room and their pungent odor was now permeating the room. Richard had switched on the music and the softly playing smooth jazz finished creating the proper mood for the passionate lovemaking that was about to begin. Richard had just lit the last few candles as Danielle and Lisa came through the door, switching off the light behind them. The women were now washed in the golden light of the candles as they flickered all around the room. As Richard turned he breathed in deeply as he enjoyed the two visions of loveliness that were approaching him hand in hand. Richard smiled as he thought to himself, he didn't have one, but two Goddesses to enjoy tonight. Richard was exhilarated when he saw Danielle's ceremonial jewelry dangling from her breasts and pussy and he became rock hard when he saw that Lisa was wearing Alana's matching gold set. Richard hadn't had the onyx and sapphire dangling on his face and cock since college when he and Danielle and Alana used to exhaust one another in bed every night. Richard put the memory out of his mind, lest he ruin the mood. Richard moved forward to meet his goddesses at the end of the bed and they wrapped their arms around each other, Richard kissing Danielle, Danielle kissing Lisa and Lisa kissing Richard. As they continued to stand and trade kisses, their hands began to explore each others bodies. Eventually Danielle was stroking Richard's penis as he stroked Lisa's clit and Lisa Danielle's. Danielle had dropped the bottle of body oil on the carpet at her feet as the three had embraced and she now knelt down to pick it up. As she poured oil onto her hands and Lisa's, they began to run their hands all over Richard as he stood between them. As Danielle rubbed the oil into Richard's back, massaging his shoulders from behind and then the rest of his upper body, she kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear. Lisa was kneading the oil into Richard's calves, thighs and finally his buttocks as she began to lick and suck his eager cock. Danielle had moved around to massage Richard's chest and was now kissing him passionately again as he fondled her breasts. Now that Richard was completely oiled and aroused, Danielle and Lisa took his hands and led him to the bed where they had him lay in the middle with his legs and arms spread wide apart. Lisa and Danielle crawled on the bed on either side of Richard on their hands and knees, facing the other way, and spread their legs wide, offering their pussies to his waiting hands. As they did, Danielle sucked Richard's penis deep in her mouth in one smooth motion as Lisa began to lick and suck his balls. Richard had both women's slippery clits between his thumbs and index fingers and as he kneaded them, their asses raised and lowered to meet the movement of his fingers. Occasionally, Richard would slip his thumb and index fingers into each of their very wet pussies and with each thrust of his fingers more of their juices would gush out and run down their long, beautiful thighs. Richard's hips began to rock up and down as he was nearing his orgasm and as the hot cum started to pump through his penis Lisa's mouth joined Danielle's on the head of his cock as his cum spewed all over their waiting lips and tongues. Once they had licked his cock clean, they kissed one another passionately, licking the remaining cum off of each anothers lips and face. As they continued to kiss, they began kneading and stroking Richard's cock and balls, bringing him back to full erection. Danielle straddled Richard's head with her wet pussy as he eagerly sucked her clit between his lips. Lisa had turned around and was now straddling Richard as well as she guided his cock into her hungry pussy. Danielle and Lisa kneaded each others breasts as they resumed kissing passionately, exploring each other's mouths with their darting tongues. Both women were rocking their pussies and grinding their asses on Richard's cock and mouth. Richard was grasping each of Danielle's soft ass cheeks, spreading her wider, as he alternately drove his tongue deep into her pussy and then sucking her clit as she neared orgasm. Both women were breathing very hard now as their breasts heaved, approached orgasm. Rocking back and forth, their sapphire and onyx body jewelry pounding softly against their pussies rhythmically as they were about to explode. Danielle and Lisa's hands were grasping each other's heads as they buried their tongues in each other's throats. As Richard began to rock his hips and drive his cock deeper into Lisa's pussy he was licking and sucking Danielle's clit more urgently and this pushed all three of them over the edge as each of their bodies stiffened as intense orgasms swept across their bodies. Spent, the two women laid on either side of Richard with their heads on his shoulders. Both Danielle and Lisa wiped the combination of cum and Lisa's pussy juice from Richard's cock with their middle and index fingers and then licked each other's fingers clean. As Richard lay between the two sensuous beauties he looked up into the overhead mirror, marveling at their exquisite bodies as the gold and silver, and sapphires and onyx jewelry shined in the candlelight on their lustrous breasts and glistening moist pussies. Richard hugged each of them affectionately as he kissed their foreheads. Both women rolled over on their sides swinging their thighs over Richard's lower body as they buried their breasts in his chest, enveloping his body in their warm and tender flesh. ---------- Heather didn't hear Tom and the boys come back into the room. In fact, she didn't even know they had left. Heather had all she could do to keep up with the endless stream of orgasms which had racked her body. Completely exhausted now, Heather was virtually numb after thrashing around as she hung tethered from the ceiling, absorbing one orgasm after another as pleasurable jolts of electricity continued to course through her body and the constant vibrations in her ass and pussy continued to push her toward yet another orgasm, even though she no longer had the energy to enjoy them. As Tom and the boys stood nearby, it was as though Heather's body was now having orgasms in slow motion. They stood and watched her for a few more minutes until her head finally slumped forward and she passed out again, exhausted, as sweat seeped from every pore in her body. Tom and the boys moved forward now and removed the clamps from Heather's nipples and cunt lips. Next the boys removed the suction cups from Heather's body as Tom shut down the device and returned it to the lower drawer of the cabinet. As Tom began to unstrap and remove the vibrators from Heather's pussy and ass the boys moved off to the bathroom to start the shower and make sure it was good and warm when they brought Heather in to be cleaned and revived. As Tom pulled the vibrators out of Heather's pussy and ass, the juice from her pussy that had been trapped inside the rubber that enveloped her cunt spilled out all over the carpet. Wow! Thought Tom as he saw the quantity of pussy juice as it seeped into the carpet leaving a large wet spot. The boys were back now and unsnapping Heather's ankles and slowly lowering her body until it was hanging limply in the air, tethered only by the wrists. John removed the gag from Heather's mouth and tossed it to Tom along with the blindfold. After putting them away, Tom then hit another switch on the interior panel and a large plasma screen began to appear on the far wall as the mirrored panels were drawn back to the left and right. Tom moved to Heather now and picked her up in his arms as the boys unsnapped the wrist restrains and unbuckled them. Tom moved off toward the shower with Heather as John put the restraints away, hit the switch to pull the straps back into the ceiling and then closed the mirrors to hide the cabinet again. The boys had placed a large towel on the floor of the large open shower and had rolled another towel to use as a pillow for Heather's head. Tom slowly placed Heather's limp body on the towels as the boys joined him. The warm water from the shower head was already drenching Heather's skin as Tom pulled the shower wand from its receptacle and began to rinse away the oil and sweat that coated her body. The boys had large soft sponges now that were fully soaped and they began to run them all over Heather's body as she slowly began to stir. Through half opened eyes she could see the three naked men hovering over her, rinsing her flesh and running the soft soapy sponges all over her body. Heather was in a dream-like state now and was clearly enjoying this new kind of attention. As they finished washing Heather's body, Tom surrendered the wand to Jim who continued to direct the stream of warm water all over Heather's body. Tom now grabbed the bottle of shampoo from the corner of the shower and began to wash Heather's matted hair, massaging her scalp as he did so. Once he was through Tom leaned forward and kissed Heather on the lips. "Are you back with us now," asked Tom in his most comforting voice. "Yeah, I think so," said Heather. "You boys play really hard, don't you." "No pain, no gain," said Tom pleasantly. "Do you think you can sit up?" "Yeah," said Heather as she slowly sat up with Tom's help. Tom finished washing Heather's hair as he continued to massage her scalp and neck and shoulders as well. "This is more of what I had in mind," said Heather to herself. "What?" asked Tom. "Nothing, I'm just talking to myself," said Heather in a still slightly dazed voice. John was rinsing the shampoo from Heather's hair now and the warm water felt good as it pulsed into her scalp. The pulsing water was helping revive Heather and she was slowly becoming more alert. Tom had his hands under Heather's armpits now. "Do you think you can stand up?" asked Tom as he began to lift her, not waiting for an answer. As Heather struggled to her feet Tom pulled her close to him. As he did so she could feel his huge pulsing cock pressed hard against her stomach and chest. Heather could also feel John and Jim soaping and washing her back and her ass with their warm soapy sponges. As Heather became steadier on her feet, Tom moved his hands and began to gently knead and massage her breasts. As Heather looked up Tom gently kissed her eyes and then her mouth as they kissed long and hard. John was standing now behind Heather and massaging her back and shoulders as he leaned forward and began to kiss her neck. Jim was kneeling behind Heather and massaging her ass as he spread her cheeks wide and repeatedly thrust his tongue up her asshole as he reamed it with the tip of his tongue on each outward movement. As Heather turned her head to kiss John, Tom pulled Heather's hair away from her ear and kissed it, nibbling on her earlobe and licking and kissing her neck. Tom could feel Heather's body respond to the attention. As Tom licked Heather's ear, he quietly whispered, "Is this more to your liking?" "Yes, oh yes," said Heather as she moved one hand to the head of Tom's cock, still not believing how big it was. Heather's other hand was squeezing Tom's ass cheek. "I'm glad this is to your liking, because this is the kind of attention we're going to be giving you the rest of the night," said Tom. "So I'm still going to be your slut?" said Heather, apprehensively. "No, for the rest of the night you are going to be our princess," assured Tom. Taking Tom's cue, Jim joined Tom and John and the three men took turns kissing Heather's mouth, ears and neck as they gently let their hands explore her breasts, pussy and ass as the warm water continued cascade over them. Tom could sense that Heather was becoming very aroused again and stepped back. "Let's not get carried away. We need to save it for the camera." Tom switched the water off and tossed each of the boys a towel to dry Heather off as he grabbed another towel and began to dry her hair. When they were finished the three men each grabbed another towel and dried themselves. "There is a blow dryer in the drawer over there as well as combs and brushed. Just dry your hair and put it in a ponytail, that will work better for the camera," said Tom. "For the camera?" asked Heather. "Yes, everything in the bedroom will be filmed from now on. You'll be able to watch yourself on the plasma monitor as we make love to you." said Tom. "If you are like everyone else, you'll find it very erotic." "So this is going to be my first porn film?" asked Heather excited now. "Yes, I guess so." said Tom. "Deirdre may be watching us tonight for a while, but she will definitely review the whole video tomorrow with you and the boys and critique your performances." "So I'm being rated?" asked Heather. "Aren't we all," said Tom laughing. "How am I doing so far?" asked Heather, her curiosity apparent. "You handled yourself really well. You're a champ. You have a really strong libido, and that is a must in this business." said Tom, almost clinically. "Really?" said Heather enthusiastically. "Really. I've never seen a woman cum so many times in my life," said Tom as he reconsidered. "Well, maybe one." "Deirdre?" asked Heather. "No. Jana," answered Tom. "I'd like to meet her," said Heather. "Don't worry, you will," said Tom as he moved toward the door. "There is makeup in the cabinet to your left, and remember...ponytail for the camera." "I still don't get the ponytail for the camera thing. What's that all about?" asked Heather. "So the camera can see the reaction on your face...and the cocks and pussies in your mouth." answered Tom as he went through the door. "Oh, yeah, that makes sense," said Heather, but Tom was already gone. Heather busied herself brushing out her honey blonde hair and drying it. She then applied some makeup and did her eyes. As she did she went over her experiences earlier in the evening. She had done some light bondage with one of her boyfriends, but nothing like that. She had never been so scared in her life, but she had never cum so hard either. Being a natural thrill seeker, Heather concluded that she might like to try it again sometime...once her nipples were back to normal, she thought, as she smiled at herself in the mirror as she finished applying her makeup. ---------- Tom and the boys had gone around the room lighting all the candles. Tom had switched on the music and turned down all the lights, except those that bathed the circular bed in light. The boys had taken their positions on the edge of the bed, as Tom had instructed them and they were busy pumping their cocks back up to full erection. Tom headed to the bathroom to get Heather. ---------- Heather had just finished her makeup as Tom came in. As he walked up behind her, Tom wrapped his arms around Heather, cupping her tits in his large hands, squeezing and kneading them gently. After kissing Heather on the side of her neck he licked the bottom of her ear. "Are you ready to be worshipped princess," asked Tom. "Yes," said Heather, breathlessly as her heart raced in anticipation and anxiety as she continued to be apprehensive about the three cocks that were going to assault her ass. Tom sensed what Heather was thinking as he continued to massage her breasts and kiss and lick the side of her neck. "Don't worry princess, I'll make sure we are gentle with your ass. I know it is your first time. Trust me on this. Once you get past the initial pain, I promise you, you'll never have felt so full of cock in your life. You are going to want more and more." "I suppose you're right," said Heather as her body started to tremble, anticipating what was about to happen. "I never would have thought that I would have liked what you did to me earlier, but I've never cum so hard in my life. By the way, can we do that again soon?" asked Heather. Tom had to laugh. "You can count on it princess, but we'll have to put a tarp underneath you. Your pussy juice left a stain on the carpet." As Heather both blushed and laughed, she reached back and slapped Tom on the side of his ass. "Now be nice. There's nothing wrong with a girl having a good time!" said Heather in mock seriousness. Tom was glad that Heather was laughing, it helped break the tension and anxiety that he had sensed in her. "OK princess, one more time into the breech," said Tom, as another thought occurred to him. "Speaking of breeches, you'd better let me refresh the lubricant in your backside. Otherwise it may be a rough ride." After Tom had packed Heather's ass with lubricant again and reamed her ass with his fingers to stretch her asshole, he took her by the hand and they headed to the bedroom. Though still apprehensive, Heather was no longer hanging back. ---------- Heather was surprised as she walked through the door back into the bedroom. It looked so much different, so much more romantic. Heather's heart was racing again as she watched John and Jim get up and stand next to the bed as they looked at her lustily, continuing to stroke their cocks to erection. Heather shivered in anticipation of soon having both those beautiful young cocks inside her. Tom led Heather to the edge of the bed until she was standing directly in front of the boys. Tom stepped in close behind Heather and she could feel the full length of his huge cock pressing into her back. Tom had reached around and cupped Heather's breasts, offering them to the boys, who immediately began fondling them and then taking her now very sensitive nipples into their mouths, sucking them gently. Heather could feel Tom kissing her neck again and whispering in her ear. "Now reach out and grab their cocks and stroke them with your hands." As Heather did as she was instructed, Tom switched over to the other side of her neck and whispered in her other ear. "Tonight I'm going to be your director, so just do as I say." "Anything!" said Heather in a husky, lust filled voice as she looked back over her shoulder at Tom as he drove his tongue down her throat. "Good," said Tom, kissing Heather's ear again. "I think the boys are desperately in need of some attention. I want you to suck both of them off, but don't let them cum in your mouth. Make sure you keep their cocks away from their bodies and your ponytail on the opposite side of your face from the mirrors next to you, so the cameras can catch the action," continued Tom as he continued to kiss Heather's neck and whisper in her ears. "Try to work their cocks so they are ready to cum at the same time, and when you feel the cum pumping in their cocks, pull out, open your mouth and let both boys shoot their cum in your open mouth. Got it?" said Tom. "Yes," said Heather as she looked back over her shoulder at Tom with building lust in her eyes and then quickly knelt on the floor and started sucking the boys off in a wild frenzy, sucking one, then the other and occasionally both at once. Both boys were already amped up and it didn't take much further encouragement from Heather before they both moaned loudly as the cum began to pulse through their cocks. Heather pulled back and sat on her haunches as she pumped the boys cocks to completion with her hands. As the cum spewed into Heather's mouth she gulped it down as quickly as she could, trying to keep up. Cum was dribbling down both sides of her mouth now as the boys continued to unload. Once they were done, Heather licked and sucked them clean and then wiped the cum on her face onto her fingers, sucking them clean as well. Heather could feel Tom urging her to her feet as he gently pulled her ponytail. Tom pulled her back into his embrace and resumed fondling her tits as he kissed and whispered in her ear. "Now move to the edge of the bed and get on your hands and knees. Look back over your shoulder at me and reach behind you with both hands, spreading you pussy lips apart, inviting me to take your pussy. The Bi-Product Ch. 15 As Heather moved to the bed, the boys joined her and immediately laid down with their heads directly below her tits, sucking them into their mouths as they fondled them with their hands. Tom was standing directly behind Heather now, pumping his cock back up as he approached her. Heather could see that Tom was fully and frighteningly erect now as she looked over her shoulder at him and spread her pussy apart with her trembling fingers. Grabbing his cock with his right hand so that his hand didn't obscure the cameras view of his enormous member, Tom gradually began to work his cock inside Heather's extremely wet cunt. Knowing the cameras were behind the mirrors Heather looked up wide-eyed as Tom's huge prick began to fill her pussy. With each thrust, Tom inched deeper into Heather's moistness. At the same time, Heather was using her hands to urge both boys cocks back to erection as Tom filled her pussy. Both boys cocks were fully erect again as Heather continued to stroke them and keep them at the ready. Heather was breathing hard now as she struggled with the pain of her stretched pussy as Tom continued to relentlessly drive deeper and deeper. Heather was moaning now and trying to control her breathing as pain mixed with pleasure as Tom was now half way in. Tom was starting to stroke in and out now, driving his cock a little deeper into Heather's pussy with each stroke. Heather's moans were now mixed with screams as Tom's cock stretched Heather's pussy wider and wider. Heather was on fire now. Delirious with lust. "Oh fuck me baby. Fuck me with that huge cock. Oh yeah baby, give it too me. Fuck me hard. Oh yeah. Yeah!" Tom was almost all the way in now and as his pubic hair met Heather's and their flesh slapped against each other, he increased the tempo of his thrusts. He had grabbed the sides of Heather's ass with both his hands now and was driving his cock in harder and faster now, using his hands to pull Heather's ass back to meet his thrusting cock. "Oh God yes, oh baby fuck me hard. Deeper, deeper. Oh God yes. Yes! Give it all to me. Oh baby. Fuck me harder. Oh God. I'm going to cum. Oh baby cum with me. Cum inside me with your huge cock. Oh baby. Fill me. Fill me!" yelled Heather as she neared orgasm. Tom was fucking Heather at a frantic pace now and their flesh was slapping together loudly as he completely filled Heather's pussy. Heather's frenzied pleas had further aroused Tom and he was close. With a few more strokes Tom couldn't hold back any more. As he pulled out, he shot all over Heather's back. Tom reached up with both hands and massaged his cum into her flesh as Heather looked back at him questioningly. He had finished before she did. Heather's frustration was short-lived as Jim reversed his position in bed and Tom lifted Heather so she was now straddling Jim's cock. Heather was so close she was frantic to have Jim's cock, any cock, inside her. Grabbing it, she guided it in her pussy and immediately started to rock her ass back and forth trying to reach orgasm. Tom was bending over Heather now, continuing to massage his cum into her back and whispering in her ear. "OK baby, now it's your turn to cum. Eat his cock with your pussy. Shake that beautiful ass of yours. Cum for me baby, cum!" She was close again now and she was rocking back and forth on Jim's cock with a slow and deliberate rhythm. Heather could feel John's tongue invading her ass now and that was just too much. Heather came hard, screeching at the top of her voice as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Jim pulled Heather's head down toward him as he kissed her hard, driving his tongue into the back of her mouth. He was fucking her hard now and working toward his next orgasm. Heather could feel someone behind her and briefly broke her kiss with Jim to look back at John as he was mounting her from behind. Heather wasn't sure what was going to happen next when Jim pulled out. Soon Heather could feed two cocks pressed against the lips to her pussy and slowly working their way in. Once they were several inches inside her, the boys began to thrust with alternating motions. Soon both boys were in to the hilt and pistoning their cocks deep into Heather's pussy. Heather was looking over at Tom now as Jim had changed his attention to Heather's tits. Heather reached out and tugged Tom's cock toward her mouth. Tom put one foot up on the bed as he stood next to it. Tom began to slowly rock his hips as he grabbed the sides of Heather's head, methodically driving his cock down Heather's throat. Completely aroused now with the thrill of having three cocks inside her, Heather was pushing back hard against the boys cocks. All four of them could feel the urgent need building in their bodies and the men became even further aroused as Heather's moans and squeals became even louder, eventually being replaced by grunts, then growls as Heather neared another orgasm. As Heather's body began shaking and convulsing in the throws of orgasm all three men pulled out, rolling Heather over on her back as John knelt next to her head opposite Tom, who was standing next to the bed now. Jim was straddling her chest as all three men used their hands to finish themselves off as Heather replaced the missing cocks in her pussy with her own hands, continuing to bring herself off as well. Heather was laying in bed wide-eyes with a look of all consuming lust in her eyes as she opened her mouth wide, waiting for the jets of cum that would soon be filling her mouth. Heathers body continued to shudder as the orgasm continued to sweep over her body as she thrust her fingers faster and faster, into her wet and needy pussy. Heather's lustful gaze shifted from man to man as she continued to get herself off with her busy fingers. Heather could see from the pained expressions on each of the men's faces that they were very close and she stuck her tongue out to catch the first spurts of cum that now started to fill her mouth. All three men were coming hard now as they filled Heather's mouth to overflowing. Heather gulped the massive loads of cum down as quickly as she could, but she couldn't keep up as cum dribbled out of both corners of her mouth and down her cheeks. Heather's face was covered with the jets of cum that had missed their mark as her orgasm receded. Reaching down with her hands now, Heather scooted up in bed to a sitting position and grabbed each of the cocks as she licked them clean and sucked the last drops of cum out of each of them. As Heather licked and sucked the boys' cocks clean, Tom retrieved three moist wash cloths from the top of the adjacent night stand, tossing one to each of the boys. As Tom bent over and wiped the cum from Heather's eyes with the moist cloth he whispered in her ear, "Now crawl over the center of the bed and kneel upright so we can clean you off." Tom concentrated on cleaning Heather's face as the boys washed her chest and back, eventually making their way to her thighs, ass and cunt which was drenched in her pussy juice. All the while, Heather had each of the boys' cocks in her hands, stroking them and willing them back to erection. For the first time Heather could see herself on the plasma monitor on the opposite wall as she was finally faced in that direction. Heather was exhilarated at the site of the three men tending to her needy body. As she watched on the screen now, Tom laid back in the center of the bed, stroking his cock back to readiness. Having tossed the towels aside, the boys had Heather by the arms, signalling, urging her to straddle Tom's chest. Heather was looking up at the screen now and she could see her breasts heaving and her body shuddering, as she lowering her pussy on to Tom's massive cock again. Keeping her eyes on the monitor, Heather watched herself on the screen as she slowly moved her ass up and down as Tom's cock disappeared into her pussy. Heather could see her rock hard nipples and her stomach muscles contorting as she impaled herself on the massive penis. Watching herself on the screen added a whole new level of excitement for Heather. She couldn't believe her eyes when the last two inches of Tom's cock disappeared inside her and their pubic hair was rubbing together. Heather leaned forward now and reached out for Tom's hands as they intertwined their fingers together as they synchronized the motion, as their asses thrust toward each other. Heather leaned farther forward and she could see her breasts flopping against Tom's chest. Her face was close to Tom's now as he whispered to her yet again, "Are you ready baby? Are you ready to loose your virginity?" Tom could feel Heather's body shudder and begin to shake as the meaning of Tom's words registered with her. Heather was looking Tom directly in the eyes now with a combination of lust and anxiety as she nervously shook her head yes. As she did so Tom looked at John and nodded to him. Heather returned her gaze to the camera and nervously watched as the boys moved in close behind her. John was directly behind her and Jim was to the side, on the opposite side from the camera. Heather watched as Jim reached out and spread her ass cheeks far apart. Heather could see the wide-eyed look on her face as John laid the head of his cock right over her asshole and slowly rubbed it back and forth, coating it with some of the oozing lubricant from her ass. Heather and Tom were no longer rocking back and forth. Heather could still feel Tom's huge cock pulsing inside her, but Heather was frozen, waiting for what was coming next. "Just breath deeply baby," said Tom soothingly, as the head of John's cock slowly penetrated Heather's ass. "Oh my God, it hurts, it hurts," Heather cried out as she gripped Tom's hands more tightly. She was breathing deeply alright, Heather thought to herself, as she watching herself in the mirror. She was downright hyper-ventilating as she watched her chest heave and her breasts swell, as John continued to slowly push his cock deeper and deeper into her ass. Heather was squealing in pain now as John was half way in. Jim was grasping each of Heather's ass cheeks firmly in each hand, squeezing them hard each time she tried to tense her ass muscles as he continued to spread her wide. John was now beginning to stroke his cock in and out of Heather's virgin ass, driving slightly deeper with each thrust. The muscles in Heather's ass cheeks were spasming uncontrollably now as Jim shifted his attention to her neck and tits, massaging them tenderly as John drove deeper and deeper into the tight virgin ass that was pressing hard against his cock. "Oh God, it hurts, it hurts," cried Heather as John relentlessly drilled his way into her ass. As Heather watched wide-eyed on the screen she could see that John was now all the way in, up to the hilt. Heather also noticed that the sharp pain was beginning to be replaced by a warm, full feeling. As John began to rhythmically ream her ass, Heather could feel Tom start to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy again and this sent a new jolt of excitement through Heather. As the men established a see-saw, in and out rhythm, Heather was crazed with lust. "Oh God, it hurts, oh God it hurts, oh yes, oh God, it hurts so good. Oh God, fuck me hard. Oh yes, yes, fuck my virgin ass. Harder! Harder! Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy! Oh God! Ream me! Ream me! Oh Jesus, it hurts so good! Oh yes, yes, fuck my slut ass. Harder! Harder! Fuck my slut whore ass!" bellowed Heather before her cries of lust gradually became incoherent, eventually becoming unintelligible animal sounds as the men pounded into her ass and pussy. Heather could see the crazed and lustful look in her own eyes as she continued to be entranced by the image on the screen. She didn't notice when Tom clicked the button on the remote that he had hidden under the pillow next to him and the image on the screen shifted to the camera directly overhead and then to the one on the opposite wall that showed Tom and John's balls slapping against her pussy with their alternating thrusts. Camera after camera came onto the screen as Heather watched herself being fucked from every angle. One orgasm after another swept over Heather as the two cocks continued their relentless assault on her ass and pussy. When John was ready to shoot his load, Jim replaced him in her ass as John moved to the front of Heather and thrust his cock in her mouth just as he began to cum. With only one cock to deal with in her mouth this time, Heather easily swallowed every drop and licked and sucked John clean. Next Jim was ready and Heather licked and sucked him clean too. Finally, Tom was ready and as he pushed down on Heather's shoulders, she knew what to do as she shimmied down the bed and sucked the head of Tom's huge cock into her mouth, milking it until it was dry. As she did so, the boys had moved behind her and were finger fucking her ass and pussy as she continued to cum again and again as the boys finished her off with their hands. As Tom lay back spent and breathing hard, Heather rolled over on her side between his legs, letting her head rest next to the base of his cock. John continued to finger fuck Heather from behind with one hand, as he kneaded and stroked her breasts with the other. Jim had now moved down on the bed next to Heather's pussy and was sucking her clit and licking her pussy passionately as Heather shifted her free leg to give Jim better access. Heather was aroused again as the boys continued to thrust their finger finger and tongue into her ass and pussy. Heather's ass was tightening around John's thrusting fingers now as she rocked her pussy back and forth, helping Jim find the her sweet spot. As the boys continued to bring Heather closer to yet another orgasm, she was stroking Tom's cock with one hand and finger fucking his ass with the other. Heather was also licking and sucking Tom's balls as she could feel Tom's cock begin to grow again. Tom stroked the side of Heather's face gently and then raised himself up on his elbows. As he looked at John, John knew that it was time to move on to the final pairings they had discussed in the cafeteria earlier. Removing his fingers from Heather's ass, he tapped his brother Jim the shoulder. As Jim looked up he also knew what was next. As the boys lifted and urged Heather back into a kneeling position, Tom sat all the way up and grasped her breasts tightly as he kissed her hard. Licking her neck once again, Tom whispered into her ear, "Now it is time for the finale, so climb on John's cock for me. Will you do that?" asked Tom as he looked Heather straight in the eye. Heather nodded yes as her head shook nervously. As she moved to straddle John she looked up at the screen again and watched herself as she easily made John's cock disappear into her pussy. Heather could see Jim behind her now as he easily drove his cock all the way into her stretched ass. As the boys pounded away on her ass and pussy, Heather became more and more aroused as she watched herself on the large screen. When Jim pulled out she could see that Tom moved in to replace him in her ass with his humongous cock. Looking at the screen, Heather could see Jim now as he moved toward her head from the corner of the screen. Heather reached up and grabbed his cock and began sucking it vigorously as she could feel Tom slapping his huge prick against her asshole as he pumped it back to its full proportions. Heather was full of apprehension as she watching the screen, continuing to suck Jim passionately. Heather breathed in deeply as she saw that Tom was about to penetrate her. Heather released Jim's cock from her mouth momentarily as she screamed at the top of her voice, like someone who was being killed or about to be eaten alive by a wild beast, as Tom pushed the head of his cock into her quivering and ever stretching ass. Her body was shaking hard now, as Heather watched herself on the screen. She could see her breasts heaving as Tom's cock disappeared inch by inch into her gapping ass. Heather could also see her taunt stomach muscles as she struggled with the pain as Tom drove deeper and deeper into her ass. Oh my God, she thought, could she take it all. Tom was finally half way in and he could feel Heather's ass quivering around his cock. He had done this many times before and he knew that now was the time to wait, to let her ass get used to the size of his cock, before he finished penetrating the deepest recesses of her virgin ass. When Tom finally felt Heather tightening her ass muscles around his cock, he knew it was time to resume his assault. Taking short slow strokes at first, Tom gradually began to push his cock deeper into Heather's now more compliant ass. With each thrust Heather whimpered and whined, occasionally releasing Jim's cock from her mouth as she cried out. Relentlessly, Tom pushed more and more of his huge cock up Heather's ass until there was only a couple of inches left. Now Tom increased the speed of his thrusts and Heather cried out hysterically as her breasts heaved, ass quivered and her stomach muscles contracted again and again as Tom's cock was finally in all the way up to the hilt and his flesh was slapping loudly against Heather's ass. John began to thrust his cock into Heather's pussy again as he and Tom alternated their strokes, as they jointed assaulted Heather's pussy and ass. Heather was no longer sucking Jim, but had one of her arms wrapped tightly around his back as she held her face tight against his taunt stomach as she jerked him off with her other hand. Heather was someplace beyond arousal now as warm feelings of pleasure coursed through her body. She had never felt so warm or full in her life. In her wildest fantasy she never dreamed that cock could feel so good or fill her so fully. "Oh God Tom, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass hard. Fill me with your huge cock. Oh Jesus, yes, yes! Fuck your slut whore. Oh God yes! I'm your slut whore! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh God! Oh God! I'm going to cum. Oh Jesus! Cum inside me Tom, cum in my ass, cum deep in my ass. Oh God, Yes! Cum deep in my slut whore ass! Oh please, yes! Yes! Yes!" yelled Heather at the top of her lungs as she could feel the cum pulsing through Tom's and John's cocks inside her. Heather quickly stuck Jim's cock back in her mouth now and sucked it all the way down her throat in one smooth motion as she could feel Jim's cock also pulse, then explode, as wave after wave of cum was now filling all three of her holes as their four bodies violently shuddered with intense orgasms. ---------- "Jesus, that was intense," said Daniele to no one in particular, as she looked up at the screen. "That girl has some stamina, not to mention a libido that is off the charts." Both she and Lisa were laying with their heads resting on Richard's lower stomach and thigh as Danielle fondled and licked Richard's erect penis and Lisa kissed and sucked his balls. All three had taken a break from their own love making to check in on the action back in the boys' suite. Danielle could tell that the action had thoroughly aroused Richard and that he was about to cum as his cock began to pulse in her hand. Lisa could sense it too, as Richard's balls swelled in her mouth. "So, what did you think of the action Richard," asked Danielle nonchalantly as suddenly she drove her finger deep into Richard's ass startling him and causing him to cum hard as he cried out in passion. Danielle sucked down the first couple jets of Richard's cum and then let Lisa finish the rest as their mouths meet briefly on the head of Richard's cock before it disappeared down Lisa's throat. Danielle shimmied up in bed to put her head on Richard's shoulder as she stroked his chest, "Well, I guess we know what you think," said Danielle playfully as she pinched Richard's nipple. The Bi-Product Ch. 15 Lisa moved up and rested her head on Richard's other shoulder, after kissing Danielle and driving her tongue deep into her mouth as she shared the last few drops of Richard's cum. They were just as exhausted as the three men and woman on the screen on the far wall who had now slumped back on the bed, breathing hard after their intense and exhausting session together. Danielle, Lisa and Richard had explored every combination possible in their Ménage à Trois and had cum again and again until they had exhausted themselves as well. That is why they had decided to take a break and see what was going on with Jana's sons. And now, Richard and Lisa quickly fell asleep as Danielle lay there thinking about what she had to do tomorrow. As Danielle kept an eye on the screen on the far wall she noticed that Heather had gotten up and padded off to the bathroom. Switching to the camera there, Danielle could see that Heather was going to take a shower and rinse away the sweat that covered her body and the cum that was dripping from her pussy and ass. As Heather stood in the open shower she washed her hair, leaving the shampoo in, to set and break down the oil and sweat that permeated her honey colored lockes. As Heather soaped herself she spent a lot of time on her breasts and abused nipples, soaping and kneading them at the same time. Grabbing the wand from its receptacle, Heather rinsed her hair thoroughly and began to wash the soap from her body, eventually pausing between her legs as she spread them wider, grabbing the shower pipe overhead to steady herself as she let the pulsing water massage her aching clit. Danielle stirred and sat up in bed on one elbow as Richard and Lisa continued to sleep next to her. Danielle stared intently at the screen as the honey blonde woman with freckled skin and athletic body brought the wand closer and closer to her pussy, as her orgasm once again made her stomach muscles contract and her ass sway wildly as the waves of pleasure washed over her as the pulsing warm water made her cum again and again as she clutched the pipe overhead. The realization hit Danielle like a stroke of lightning and she now understood what had attracted her immediately to Heather in the first place. The blonde hair, the freckled skin, the girl next door appearance, the height, the athletic body, the Nordic good looks...it was obvious. Danielle smiled to herself as she began to revise her plans for tomorrow in her mind. It should be an interesting day, though Danielle to herself, as she again rested her head on Richard's shoulder and fell into her own deep sleep. To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 16 Richard was the first to wake up, and as he looked at the two beautiful women draped over him in the overhead mirror he considered himself a very lucky man. He was hoping Danielle would reconsider sending Lisa to Arizona to replace Sophie. After the intensity of the lovemaking between the two women the night before, Richard suspected that Lisa wouldn't be going anywhere real soon. Trying not to wake the women, Richard carefully tried to disentangle himself from the limbs that were draped over him and then he quietly made his way to the bathroom to get ready for what he knew was going to be a very long day. Richard decided to let the women sleep in since they too would be in for a very long day if all of Richard's plans panned out. As Richard finished dressing he continued to feast his eyes on his two beauties. Richard had to shake his head, they did indeed look like two pagan princesses with the striking jewelry they were wearing attached to their nipples and pussies. Richard started to get hard all over again as he remembered the gemstones beating down on his cock the night before as the two women thrashed around on top of him in a frenzied lust as they neared their orgasms. Enough, Richard admonished himself, he needed to focus on the day's work and not the pleasures of the previous evening...and what he hoped would be this evening's as well. Richard stopped in the kitchen on the way to the garage and poured a cup of coffee in his to go container and said good morning to Beatrice as he hurried to his car. It was already a little after seven and he wanted to be in the office to meet with Big John by eight. Richard was virtually certain he would be getting a concerned call from Rebekah this morning, and if not her, from the head mistress. In either event he wanted to make sure things were staged properly at Deborah's house and that the three stooges were out of the way, just in case today would be the day that he was able to make his move on Rebekah and extract her from the school. ---------- As Danielle slowly awakened she rolled over with her eyes still closed, thinking she would drape her arm over Richard's hairy chest again and instead felt the soft flesh of Lisa's breasts on her hand and arm. Danielle opened her eyes to see Lisa smiling back at her as she began to stir as well. "Good morning," said Lisa in a sleepy, but sultry voice. "And good morning to you too," replied Danielle as she snuggled closer to Lisa and wrapped her arms around her, sticking her thigh between Lisa's outstretched legs as the two women pressed their pussies against each other, stimulating their clits. Danielle's tongue was disappearing in Lisa's mouth now as the two women locked in an intense and passionate kiss, thrusting their aching pussies against each other's thighs. After fondling and fingering each other for several minutes until they were both thoroughly aroused, the women reversed their positions and buried their heads between each others legs as they brought each other off, experiencing long and intense orgasms. "It looks like Richard deserted us," said Danielle as she looked up from between Lisa's legs and kissing her on the stomach just above her strip of pubic hair. "We had better shower and get to work too," said Danielle as she playfully slapped Lisa gently on the behind before she got up and padded off toward the bathroom, with Lisa following close behind. The women showered together, soaping each other and washing each other's hair before drying and styling it and applying each other's makeup as they had done the night before. As they prepared to get dressed, Lisa realized that she had left her bag in Danielle's trunk. "Damn!" lamented Lisa, "I'm going to have to get my bag out of your car." "Nonsense," said Danielle casually. "We're the same size, just pick something out of my closet." Danielle watched what Lisa selected and then picked a similarly shear blouse and leather skirt for herself, but in different colors. As Danielle looked in the mirror she was pleased that she and the younger woman could easily pass as sisters. "When we get in, there is something I would like you to do right away," said Danielle as they made their way to the kitchen for a quick breakfast. "Can you rescue the new girl Heather from the twins and take her to the studio and recolor her hair." "Sure," said Lisa, cheerfully. "I'll pull one of our file photos of Jana, from before her transformation, for you to work from. I want you to try and match Jana's old hair color on Heather as well as the style," continued Danielle. "Color her bush too, but don't trim it, leave it hairy, at least for now." "Do you want me to make her up to look like Jana too?" asked Lisa. "Absolutely. I want her to look as much like the old Jana as you can make her," said Danielle enthusiastically. "Not a problem," said Lisa, thinking she would enjoy the challenge. The two women quickly finished their breakfast and headed for the garage to Danielle's car for the trip to Edge. "Good morning Deirdre!" said Lisa smiling at Deirdre, as they passed under the wrought iron arch and exited the driveway, making the turn to drive down the hill. Deirdre turned to Lisa, smiling back and said, "I hope you're looking forward to seeing Danielle again tonight." "I thought Lisa was on her way to Arizona?" said Lisa in mock surprise. "No dear. Danielle craves your continued company and wants you to remain close to her...very close," said Deirdre looking over at Lisa with a warm, though strangely melancholy, expression as she reached over and squeezed Lisa's thigh. ---------- Jana and Sophie had been sleeping with their legs thrown over one another as their heads rested on each others thighs, their heads just inches away from each others pussies. Jana was the first to stir as she inched her head forward to suck Sophie's clit into her mouth yet again. As she did, Jana could feel Sophie reciprocating the favor. Both women sleepily began to suck and lick each other toward their first orgasm of the day. This would be followed by lounging by the pool, jogging and working out in the exercise room and work on the pole. As the orgasm grabbed hold of Sophie's weary body, she as thankful that reinforcements would be arriving today in the form of Todd and Paul. ---------- Deborah was content as she slowly began to wake up. She was warm and cozy on the soft mattress, wrapped in the warmth of the blankets she had pulled up around her chin. Deborah could feel the cold air that she assumed was emanating from a window that Xavier had opened, as she lay there with her eyes closed. Deborah breathed deeply and stretched her legs as she thought about the night before. Xavier had allowed her to shower and eat before taking her around the world twice, leaving her a sweating heap in his bed, before he brought her some hot tea. Deborah didn't remember anything after that. She guessed he had let her go to sleep after unloading his cum into every hole in her body twice. Deborah was slowly waking up as she stretched her arms, suddenly banging her left hand into the cold stone wall behind the bed. Deborah was startled having expected to stretch out in the middle of Xavier's king size bed, not to bang her knuckles again a cold stone wall. As Deborah opened her eyes in shock, she realized for the first time that she was back in her cell, not in the warmth and comfort of Xavier's bed. As she looked down, Deborah saw the bare mattress beneath her and the three shabby looking blankets that covered her naked body. Still a bit hazy with sleep, it took awhile for the full import of Deborah's situation to dawn on her. The bastard! The bastard! Xavier had played her, used her like a cheap, gullible whore. The son-of-a-bitch! Deborah's blood was boiling in anger as the damp cold of the cell washed over her body. As she began to shiver, Deborah huddled back onto the mattress in a fetal position as she pulled the ragged blankets around her, pulling them over her head as she sobbed uncontrollably, knowing that she was no better off today than she had been yesterday, other than the mattress and blankets that were payment for her night of whoring. ---------- Richard had fought traffic all the way into the office and it was 8:10 by the time he walked through the outer office doors. "John is waiting for you in your office," said Ms. Ames, as Richard headed directly into his office. "I'll bring your coffee right in." John was already sitting in the chair directly in front of Richard's desk sipping his coffee. "Good morning," said John. "Traffic?" "Yeah," replied Richard. "It gets worse every day." After Richard's assistant brought him his coffee and she shut the door behind her, Richard spent the next 15 minutes giving Big John detailed instructions for what he wanted him to do at Deborah's house. He was to stage the house first, before dealing with the three stooges. Once Richard was sure that John thoroughly understood his instructions, he handed John the box from the cadenza behind his desk that contained the DVDs and photos he would need. Richard verified that John had bought the large plasma TV and mounting bracket that were to be installed on the wall in Deborah's playroom. "Remember, put this DVD labeled 'highlights' in the DVD compartment so that you only have to push it closed so it is ready to play. Make sure you leave the DVD tray open," said Richard as he handed John the oldies but goodies DVD. "Got it. I'll get all of this done first and give you a call when I am through," said Big John. "And then I'll go deal with Herr Heinrich and his henchmen!" "Great. Remember to give me a call once they are out of the way. I don't want to move forward while those three jackasses are out and about," said Richard with emphasis. "10-4" was Big John's response as he exited through the door, closing it behind him. After John left, Richard finished his coffee as he sorted through the messages that his assistant had left on his desk. Richard wasn't surprised that the head mistress from Rebekah's school had left a message first thing this morning. Richard decided to stall in calling her back until after he had heard back from John later in the morning and had a clearer idea what his options were for the day. Next, Richard decided to check in on the web cams in Deborah's cell to see how she was holding up. When Richard saw that she now had a mattress and some blankets he was relieved. At least she was being treated better today. Hopefully, they had fed her as well. She was a pain in the ass, Richard thought to himself, but there was no reason to make her suffer needlessly. After all, he frowned to himself, there might be ample need for that later, depending on how things went. ---------- When Deirdre and Lisa exited the elevator at Edge, they headed straight for the boys' suite. Opening the door quietly, they entered the room to find that Tom had already left and the boys were sound asleep on either side of Heather, who was also fast asleep between them. Deirdre made her way to the bed as Lisa looked on. Deirdre began to stroke Heather's moist pussy with her index finger. As Heather stirred and opened her eyes, Deirdre put her index finger to her lips to go Shhh!, letting her know to be quiet, and then motioned with the finger to follow them quietly. Once they were in the hallway, Deirdre stepped forward and kissed Heather on the lips affectionately, stroking her sides and gently squeezing her ass cheeks at the same time. "Good morning Heather. I trust you had an exciting night. Was it everything you expected?" asked Deirdre. Smiling, Heather said, "And then some!" "Good," continued Deirdre, as she turned to Lisa. "Heather, I would like you to meet Lisa. You'll be working closely together. Lisa, this is Heather." "I'm pleased to meet you in person Heather." said Lisa moving forward to fondle Heather's breasts making her nipples become erect. "I so enjoyed watching you last night." Heather's eyes widened as the realization set in that both Lisa and Deirdre had apparently been watching her last night. The thought of these two beautiful women watching her being taken by the three men started to make her pussy wet again. "I can't tell you how hot you made me watching you last night," said Lisa as she released Heather's breasts and wrapped her arms around her, planting her tongue in Heather's mouth for a long moist kiss. "Now girls," said Deirdre in mock seriousness, "let's not get carried away. There is a lot to do today. Lisa, why don't you take Heather down to the cafeteria and get her something to eat. I'm sure she is famished after last night." "Can I put on a robe first," asked Heather, hopefully. "No!" was Deirdre and Lisa's response, almost in unison. "You need to get over your modesty, if you are going to be in this business. So you may as well start now," said Deirdre firmly. "But you both have clothes on," protested Heather. With that, Lisa unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt, handing them to Deirdre. "There now, feel better," said Lisa as Heather looked at her wide-eyed. Heather had never seen such luscious tits. As Heather stood their transfixed by Lisa's gorgeous body, it was obvious that Heather was captivated by Lisa's large eminently suckable nipples. "If you are a good girl, I'll let you suck on these all you want," said Lisa as she stroked Heather's moistening pussy. "Now off to breakfast you two!" commanded Deirdre as she broke the spell, moving off toward her office. "After breakfast Lisa is going to color and style your hair. When you are through, the both of you can meet me back in my office and we can review the tape from last night and discuss your contract. Is that all right with you Heather?" "Yes, of course. What time will we be through? I have a flight tonight," said Heather. "I think after you hear our offer, your days in the air will be over...unless you are in a sling, of course," said Deirdre, mischievously. "See you both in my office in an hour?" concluded Deirdre, not waiting for an answer. As Deirdre made her way through the outer door to her offices she greeted her assistant good morning. "Do we have Jane's, I mean Jana's, old clothes stored somewhere?" Deirdre asked her assistant. "I think so," replied her assistant. "I think they are in a box down in wardrobe." "Good," said Deirdre. "Could you get them for me and bring them to my office. Thank you." Deirdre closed the door to her office behind her and started sorting through her messages. Maurice had called and said he could be there between 4 and 5 p.m. Perfect, thought Deirdre to herself. Next, Deirdre checked the video feeds from Arizona and she could see that Sophie and Jana were in the kitchen having breakfast. Deirdre dialed the main number at the ranch and was quickly transferred to the phone in the kitchen. When the girls heard it ring, Sophie answered. "Good morning boss," said Sophie. "How did you know it was me?" asked Deirdre curiously. "Who else would it be," replied Sophie. "We miss you, especially at night." "I'll bet you do," said Deirdre laughing at their hidden meaning. "What's up?" asked Sophie. "Well, things are moving quickly over here," said Deirdre. "It looks like you will be staying in Arizona a little longer. Is that OK with you?" "Of course," said Sophie, secretly thankful that she would continue to have Jana all to herself. "Are they boys coming over?" "Yes, they should be on the flight about noon. Make sure the car meets them at the airport. I'll have my assistant call in a few minutes with the details for the flight." "Good," said Sophie. "I think Jana wants to talk to you." "Great," replied Deirdre. "Put her on." "Deirdre, I miss you so much!" said Jana earnestly. "I miss you too kitten," said Deirdre soothingly. "Hopefully we'll be together again soon. In any event, I may have a surprise for you this afternoon. That should give you something to look forward to." "A surprise! What kind of surprise?" asked Jana suspiciously, knowing what kind of surprises Deirdre could be full of. "A pleasant surprise," said Deirdre playfully. "But it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you now. Would it?" "I guess not," said Jana, somewhat disappointed. "I miss you." "I miss you to, but I'll see you this afternoon," concluded Deirdre. "See me," said Jana brightening. "Yes," we'll do a video conference this afternoon," said Deirdre. "I'll let you know what time to be in the playroom for the call a little later. Bye for now," said Deirdre as she hung up. Deirdre switched to the monitor in the boys' suite. John and Jim were still sound asleep. Smiling to herself, Deirdre decided to let the boys rest. They had gone through quite a strenuous couple of days. Next, Deirdre called George's office. She had a special project for him and it required his considerable skills as a film editor. George was in her office in a matter of minutes and she was laying it out for him. He was to take the footage they had of Jana thus far and put together what would basically be a "Making of Jana" film. The video would start with Jane's arrival at Edge the first day, right up to the nights that she and Sophie spent with Jana a couple of days ago. George was to include the session the boys did with their mother as well. The video would show Jane being transformed into Jana in Sophie's studio as well as Jane's first wild encounter with the Todd, Paul, Sophie and the vibrator. But most important, the video would include Deirdre's final encounter with Jana when she confessed her lust for her own sons. This is the video that Deirdre planned on showing John and Jim later in the afternoon, right before video conferencing with Jana. "Well, that's a tall order on such short notice," said George. "So I better get right on it." "Thanks so much George. Sorry to make this such a last minute deal," said Deirdre, as George headed for his editing room. Looking at the clock, Deirdre decided she had time to visit the boys quickly before Lisa and Heather got back. As Deirdre entered the boys' suite they were finally beginning to wake up. "Rise and shine boys!" said Deirdre as she strode over to the bed. "Come on, up, up, up!" Both boys got up from the bed and stood in front of Deirdre as she sat down on the edge of the bed. The boys stroked themselves in the vain hope that Deirdre was going to give them one hell of a wake up call. Seeing what the boys had on their mind, Deirdre smiled. "Sorry boys, not that kind of 'up'. You're going to need all your energy today as it is." The boys looked disappointed. "Don't be too sad. You'll be well entertained today. But right now I need you in the shower and downstairs for some breakfast in the cafeteria," said Deirdre. "And no clothes! You need to get used to being naked around lots of people. Got that?" "Yes Deirdre," said John. "You mean 'Yes Boss' don't you?" said Deirdre pointedly. "Yes Boss!" said both boys in unison. "Good," concluded Deirdre. "After breakfast come back to your suite and I'll stop by a little later to go over your contract with you and then we can finish your interview a little later this afternoon." "I thought we were through with the interviews?" asked John. "No, there is still one more to go...this one is with me," said Deirdre as she reached out and stroked each of their cocks gently with her hands. "Absolutely Boss!" said Jim breathlessly as both he and John's cock stiffened to Deirdre's touch. "Good," said Deirdre. "I'll look forward to seeing you just a little later." Deirdre was out the door and on the way back to her office as the boys tried to compose themselves before heading to breakfast. They still couldn't believe that they were actually going to get paid for doing this. The Bi-Product Ch. 16 ---------- Richard had spent the last hour returning all his other phone calls and busying himself with the needs of his other clients. But Richard's mind kept being drawn to the task, the melodrama, that would play out this afternoon. Richard knew that regardless of how well he planned his moves, it would be Rebekah's response, her own emotions, that would ultimately dictate how he needed to proceed. As Richard pondered all the different scenarios that could play out he realized that it was a futile exercise. He would just have to play the hand that was dealt him and improvise as he went along. Continuing to wait for Big John's call, Richard decided to check Deborah's email. There were four more emails from Rebekah, each more frantic than the last. In the final email she was begging her mother to contact her, frantic that she hadn't heard from her, and frightened that she might have to leave school and be separated from her friends. Richard sensed that Rebekah was very vulnerable now and could be easily manipulated, under the right circumstances. And Richard planned on making sure that the right circumstances would unfold this afternoon. Richard was about to retrieve Deborah's luggage from his closet and go through the bags when the phone rang. Ms. Ames transferred John's call to Richard. "OK," said John, "the house is staged just as you asked and there doesn't seem to be any signs that anyone has been here since you left." "Great," said Richard. "Did you install the TV?" "Yes," replied John. "And the photos and DVDs are in the top drawer of the dresser right below the TV. The DVD is sitting in the open tray and ready to be played." "Good," said Richard enthusiastically. "Are you on your way to the titty bar now?" "No," said John. "I'll head over to their house first and pick them up from there. The titty bar doesn't open for another couple of hours." "Good idea," said Richard. "The sooner we can get those three morons out of circulation, the better. Give me a call right away, once it is taken care of, everything else is on hold until then." "It shouldn't take long with those fuckups," said Big John. "I'll call you as soon as they are in cuffs. Talk to you later." As John hung up the phone, he was finishing searching Deborah's house, looking for the videos that Richard suspected were hidden someplace. John had searched everywhere and they just were not to be found. As John opened the bottom drawer in the corner of Deborah's bedroom it was full of Martin's stuff, including a couple of his clerical collars, his sex toys and his black bondage hood. John smiled wickedly, thinking what an odd mixture it was in that drawer. John shook his read laughing as he stuffed a clerical collar and the hood into his jacket pocket. Maybe they would come in handy when he dealt with those three idiots later in the day, John thought to himself. John decided that it was pointless to continue the search, so he locked and closed Deborah's front door behind him as he made his way to his car for the trip to Richie's place. John suspected that these three brain surgeons couldn't get through a day without screwing up and engaging in some sort of nefarious and larcenous activity that would land them in jail. All he would have to do is follow them and wait for the inevitable. As John drove down the dirt road toward Richie's house he could see the three of them in the van as they passed him headed in the other direction. John drove along a short distance before turning around and following them, as they headed back toward Victorville. Eventually, it was obvious they were headed toward the titty bar, but when they got there they drove right past it and turned around about a hundred yards down the road, parking off in the dirt on the side of the road under a palo verde. John drove past them and pulled into the parking lot of the convenience store another 50 yards further down, walking inside to buy a coffee as he kept an eye on them through the large windows on the front of the store. The clerk behind the counter was nervous as he watched John continuing to stare out the front of the store, thinking he was sizing the place up for a robbery. The clerk thought that John certainly looked the part, dressed entirely in black with his black leather jacket that did little to conceal the bulge on his hip beneath it. As John paid for his coffee he finally noticed how strange the clerk was acting as he tossed him a couple of dollars and left the store without waiting for the change. Returning to his car, John sipped his coffee as the clerk breathed a sigh of relief and removed his finger from the sawed off shotgun that was mounted under the cash register. John wasn't sure what the hell the three losers were up to as they continued to sit in the van under the palo verde tree. Looking through his binoculars, John could see that they were continued to suck down can after can of beer as an hour passed and it started to get hotter outside. Finally, John saw the tail light shine red as the van started and slowly drove back in the direction of the bar. As John started his own car, he could see that one of the dancers, the black girl he had seen the other day, had come out and was walking down the road as the van approached her. As John looked at her closely through the binoculars he could see that she was crying. Based upon the rigid and deliberate way she was walking and the fact that the titty bar wasn't even open yet, John's intuition told him that she must have just been fired. As John backed up and got ready to follow the van, it pulled up next to the girl and the side door swung open as two of the skin heads dragged the girl inside, covering her mouth before she could scream out. The door wasn't even closed yet as the van sped away. John pulled out of the parking lot quickly to follow them as an oncoming SUV had to hit its breaks hard to avoid back ending Big John's car. John followed the van for several miles before it headed back toward Lucerne, turning on a particularly desolate and seldom used road. Following at a safe distance, so he wouldn't be noticed, John was pleased that he didn't have to wait too long for Richard's three stooges to fuck up, but he was also concerned for the girl. John remembered that he had noticed that she seemed too young to be working in the titty bar and looked out of place, since it was full of a bunch of shit-kicking red-necks, no place for a young black girl who was probably barely eighteen. John could see the tail lights flash red on the van ahead of him as it slowed and pulled off on a narrow dirt path, heading into the thick underbrush on the side of the road next to a wash they had just passed. John continued past the road another few hundred feet and there was another road that ran parallel to the one the van had taken. John pulled off on this road and tried to keep sight of the van, which was ahead of him and to his right. John could see the trail of dust billowing up in the air in the van's wake. Eventually, John saw the tail lights on the van flash red again as it came to a stop in a thicket ahead, near the base of a small rock formation. Pulling his car out of sight behind another rock formation, John opened his trunk and retrieved a shotgun and several pair of zip ties as he quietly, and stealthily, made his way toward the van. John could hear the girl crying, screaming, pleading for the men to stop as he approached slowly, not wanting to be seen. As John got closer he could make out the girl's words as she begged them to untie her. John was close now and as he rounded the corner of the rocks next to the van he could see that they had tied the girl to a dead tree, with her arms firmly strapped to two of the larger dead branches that formed a 'Y' about five feet from the base of the tree trunk. John stood for a moment, taking in the scene. The girl's clothes had long since been torn to shreds and only remnants continued to hang from her now, near naked body. John could also see the scratch marks on her breasts and stomach, and right above her pussy, where the men's finger nails had dug in as they ripped her clothes away. She had quit screaming and John realized why now, as he looked up at her face from her heaving breasts. What was left of her panties were stuffed in her mouth. All three men were on their hands and knees now as they drove tent stakes into the grounds to tie her feet off, with her legs spread wide. The men were naked except for their dirty denim vests. John looked through the rear window on the passenger side of their van and could see their shoes and pants in heaps on the floor in back. As John looked back toward the men, fifty feet away, he could see that one of them had a knife now and was stretching the girl's right breast far out from her body as he pinched her nipple tightly. As Richie moved the six inch blade closer and closer toward her breast, the girl's screams took on an even more frantic tone and could be heard, even though her panties. John had donned the mask and clerical collar and then zipped his black leather jacket up around it as he made his way toward the three men. They were so enthralled by watching their friend get ready to cut the girl's nipple off that they didn't see John approaching them, now barely ten feet away. All three men suddenly froze as the unmistakable sound of John racking a round into his twelve gauge caught their immediate attention. "Don't even think about moving, you Godless sinners," shouted John, sounding like nothing so much as a evangelical preacher, scolding his flock. "Stay on your hands and knees, my evil brothers, and pray to the Lord for forgiveness for your evil ways," yelled John, as he was really getting into it. "Down, down, I say. Down on the ground with your hands behind your heads and pray to Jesus to cleanse your souls," continued Big John, really enjoying himself now. The three men were looking at him now as he stood just feet away to their right. John was angled so that if any of them made a move, he could blow them away, without hitting the girl. The men had incredulous looks on their faces. What the fuck? A preacher? How did he get here? Reaching down with his left hand, John grabbed the knife that had been dropped in the sand at the first sound of the round being racked into the shotgun. As John got up he quietly laughed to himself how ridiculous the three men looked, laying on the ground with their bare asses sticking up in the air as their shrinking cocks had nothing to fuck but dirt. John moved over to the girl now and asked, "Are you all right my precious child? Have these three heathen hurt or molested you?" as he pulled the panties out of her mouth. "No, I'm OK reverend," said the girl as John cut away the ropes that bound her to the tree and then the ones that were attached to the tent stakes. "Good my little lamb," said John, trying to keep from laughing...reverend...really? "Oh thank you so much. Oh thank the Lord he sent you here to be my savior. Praise God!" cried the girl in excited relief. "Yes sister, now I'm going to need your assistance in helping me bring these three Godless sinners to God's justice," said John as he handed her a handful of zip ties. Now tie each of their wrists together behind their backs and then their ankles. Can you do that sister?" "Yes reverend," said the girl in her most devout, Sunday go to meeting voice. "Praise the Lord," said John, barely able to stifle his laughter. Once you are through sister, then use some more of the zip ties to strap ALL of their ankles together. "I'm going to fucking..." the man closest to John started to say as John drove his boot into the back of his head, burying his mouth and nose into the soft sand. "Quiet, blasphemer and pray that God doesn't strike you dead for your sins," shouted Reverend John as he continued to grind his boot into the back of the loud mouth's head. The other two dirt fuckers had more sense than to open their mouth to this man of God, especially since he had a twelve gauge sceptre in his right hand and towered over them at six foot six. He was the biggest fucking preacher they had ever seen, thought both men. Once the girl was finished tying them, John took her by the arm and walked her to the van where he retrieved a blanket that was inside, for her to cover herself. "Go sit over on that rock and wait for the police, sister," said John in a comforting voice. They will be along shortly. I have to leave now." "But can't you take me with you reverend?" asked the girl in a concerned voice. "I don't want to stay here alone with them." "It will only be for a few minutes my child," said John trying to sound earnest. "I still have much of God's work to do yet today." John was surprised when the girl acquiesced and quietly went to sit on the rock, still shaking from the experience. John next returned to the van and went through all three men's pants. He grabbed their wallets, cell phones and stuffed them in his jacket pockets. Next John grabbed the length of hose that was in the back of the van and stuck it in the gas tank sucking and syphoning the gas through the hose and let it spill all over the inside of the van. Then John threw a lit book of matches in through the open side door and the van burst into flames, sending plumes of black smoke into the air. Even the local police should be able to find the location now, thought John to himself, as he turned and headed back toward his car through the thicket of brush. John barely got forty feet before he tripped and feel into a hole. As John got up his eyes filled with rage and his face became redder and redder with anger beneath his hood. John looked down at the freshly dug grave beneath his feet. It looked like it had been dug the day before, from the color of the dirt, and a shovel was sticking out of the mound of dirt on the other side of the hole. As John took it all in, he quickly understood what would have happened, had he not followed these three pieces of shit today. Grabbing the shovel, John returned to where the three men lay face down in the dirt with their fat asses sticking skyward and in a fit of absolute and uncontrollable rage, John extracted God's revenge on the three sorry assholes as he used the shove to break each of their elbows, knees, ankles, wrists and then their jaws as they cried out in what must have been excruciating pain. The girl continued to sit on the rock waiting for the police, as she had been instructed, observing the mayhem and becoming more bug-eyed with each swing of the shovel. All the while, John continued to shout out, "Praise the Lord! Hallelujah! Cast out the devil brothers! Hallelujah!" staying in character and immensely enjoying his new, if brief role, as God's sword of retribution. As the three men lay in the dirt, writhing in pain, John tossed the shovel in the burning van and quickly made his way back to his car. Once out on the paved road, John used one of the men's cell phones to call the local police and give them the location, all the while staying in character as Reverend John. Hallelujah! To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 17 As Jana and Sophie lay in the sun by the pool they talked excitedly about the eminent arrival of the boys, Todd and Paul. Variety being the spice of life, both women were eager to have something to play with in bed besides their own needy pussies. Sophie couldn't wait to be sandwiched between the two studs again and have the full feeling that only two cocks could provide. Jana too, could not wait to have two cocks to play with, especially now that Deirdre had unleashed her wicked desires and she fantasized constantly about having her two sons filling her, as she knew Todd and Paul would soon be doing. Now that Deirdre was gone and she and Sophie had settled into a regular routine, Jana had more time to think and she was concerned that Richard hadn't updated her on Martin's situation. Although she knew she could never go back to him, nonetheless, she was concerned for him. As a mother, Jana was also concerned about what her two wild and mischievous boys were doing. Jana knew that her new job was taking care of their financial needs, but how were they doing. Did they miss her as much as she missed them. Both women continued to lounge in the sun, lost in their own thoughts, as they eagerly anticipated the boys, who would be arriving soon. ---------- When John saw the lights of the approaching police cars, he pulled into the parking lot of the shopping center that had been just ahead. As they passed him, sirens blaring, John looked back at the billowing black cloud of smoke in the distance. John parked well away from the strip mall, nearer to the edge of the road and got out, peeling off his jacket and the black button down oxford underneath. Picking up the clerical collar and hood from the seat next to him, he tossed them all in his trunk, along with the wallets and cell phones he had commandeered from the three morons. John made sure the cell phones were off, so their signals couldn't be traced, before closing his trunk and getting back on the road to LA. John was nearing Victorville now and decided to call Richard, before he lost his cell signal as he drove over the Cajon Pass. "Richard here," was the response once his call had been transferred. "It's John. You're good to go," said John. "Those three clowns won't be bothering anyone for quite awhile." "That's good," replied Richard. "How did it go down? "I'll fill you in later. I'm about to loose my signal." said John. "You'll be reading about it in the paper tomorrow anyway, I'm sure." concluded John chuckling as he hung up. Reading about it in the newspaper, thought Richard to himself. Richard hoped that John hadn't got carried away. He didn't need any blow back from this, he just needed to take the three jackasses out of circulation for a few days. Well anyway, Richard thought to himself, he had a clear field ahead of him and he could move forward now with his plans for Martin's little virgin princess. ---------- "Come in," said Deirdre loudly, as she heard the knock on the door. It was Lisa, with Heather in tow. "Isn't my assistant out there?" Deirdre asked, looking at Lisa. "No," replied Lisa. I saw her on our way up, she was going into wardrobe." Oh yeah, thought Deirdre to herself. She must be going to get Jane's old clothes, she concluded as she said, "Please sit down and let's talk for awhile. We need to discuss your contract, and if all goes well, the schedule for the rest of the day." Once the women were seated, Deirdre opened a folder that was sitting in the corner of her desk. As she looked up, she realized for the first time, what a remarkable job Lisa had done in transforming Heather into the old Jane. "Heather, you look stunning. Lisa, you've worked miracles. Congratulations!" said Deirdre emphatically. "Not to say you weren't beautiful before," added Deirdre quickly. "But we needed this new look for the video we want to shoot with you this afternoon. Provided, of course, you still want to join our merry little band." Deirdre was about to proceed with reviewing the job offer to Heather when there was another light tap on the door and her assistant peeked her head inside. Deirdre nodded her head at the unasked question and her assistant left the box on the table next to the door and closed it behind her. As Deirdre opened the folder, she looked up at Lisa and said, "Lisa, I don't think you need to be here for this. Why don't you head down to studio two and give Tom and Kieran a hand with the setup for this afternoon's shoot." "Will do," said Lisa as she leaned over and kissed Heather on the cheek. "I hope we get to work much more closely in the future." said Lisa provocatively, as she got up to go, caressing Heather's nearest breast as she began to leave. Deirdre spent the next 45 minutes reviewing the job offer and final contract with Heather. "So Heather," said Deirdre finally, "The big question is, are you ready to go to work?" "May I use your phone for a moment?" asked Heather smiling, still not able to believe the generous compensation package that was being offered to her. "Certainly," said Deirdre, pushing the phone to Heather's side of the desk. "Just dial a nine first." Heather quickly dialed a number and when Deirdre could hear the murmur of of another voice on the other end, Heather quickly said, "This is Heather Sloan. I quit, effective immediately," and hung up. "Well then," said Deirdre smiling. "Welcome aboard." Looking at the clock on the wall, Deirdre turned to Heather and said, "We have some time before this afternoon's shoot, so why don't we review the video from last night together." Deirdre got up and took Heather by the hand, as she led her into the adjoining playroom. Once inside Deirdre turned down all the lights except for the pinpoit beam directly over the circular bed. "Why don't you get comfortable, and I'll join you in a minute," said Deirdre as she hit the switch on the wall and the mirrored panels receded to reveal the large screen TV behind them. Deirdre retrieved the remote from the shelf beneath the TV and tossed it on the bed as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, letting it drop to the floor in a slow and sensuous fashion. Next Deirdre unzipped her leather skirt and let it fall to the floor as well, stepping out of her shoes. As Deirdre joined Heather on the bed she picked up the remote and switched the monitor on. The video from the previous evening was already playing and it picked the action up right after she and the men had showered together. Heather was mesmerized watching herself on the screen as the three men ravished her and she responded to their probing and prodding hands and cocks. "To be honest, there really isn't much to critique in your performance. You are deliciously uninhibited in your lovemaking," said Deirdre as she was stroking Heather's moist pussy with her index finger. "Really, I just wanted to take this opportunity to welcome you to our team properly." As Heather lifted her head to let Deirdre wrap her arm behind her neck the two women nuzzled closer together as they embraced in a kiss, letting their tongues probe each others mouths. Deirdre continued to stroke Heather's wet pussy with her index and then her middle finger as well, as she whispered in Heather's ear. "This afternoon I have a special role for you. We'll see just how good an actress you can be," continued Deirdre as she drove her fingers deep into Heather's cunt. "We already know how well you can fuck!" Heather's ass was off the mattress now, her hips thrusting to meet the onslaught of Deirdre's fingers. "you'll be fucking the boys again this afternoon, but this time you will need to be in character...pretending you are their unwilling, but horny mother." "That sounds deliciously twisted," said Heather, with her eyes closed as she started to cum. "Good then," said Deirdre, pleased. "You should be able to enjoy yourself with the two little mother-fuckers!" Deirdre was on the move now, switching positions. In no time at all, both women were mouth to pussy bringing each other off again and again, before collapsing back on the bed. "We'd better give it a rest," said Deirdre as she reversed positions and kissed Heather softly on the lips. "I want to leave something for the camera!" "There's plenty left," said Heather softly as she continued to look lustfully in Deirdre's eyes, before kissing her back and then driving her tongue into Deirdre's mouth once again. "Wonderful," said Deirdre, kissing Heather one last time and then slapping her playfully on the ass. "Now go get yourself some lunch. You're going to need all your energy this afternoon." Deirdre got up and put on her blouse and skirt as she continued to talk to Heather. "There's a box just inside the door to my office. Pick it up on your way out. It is your costume for this afternoon." Deirdre continued to talk, "Take it with you and drop it off in Lisa's styling room before you go to lunch. Lisa will help you with it and pretty you up again before we do the shoot in the studio two this afternoon." Heather was already through the door as Deirdre finished pulling her shoes back on. As Deirdre followed Heather out of the room, she turned off the TV and closed the mirrored wall again. ---------- As Richard answered the phone, he as smiling. He had waited all morning, hoping that Rebekah would call. It would seem more natural to her if he showed up at the school at her request. He already had three messages from the head mistress and he had ducked the calls, having his assistant tell her he was in court. Now Rebekah was on the line and according to his assistant she seemed very upset. "Rebekah, this is Richard. Is everything all right." "Oh Mr. Saunders...I mean Richard, I still haven't heard from my mother and...and they want me to leave school. My mom is way behind on the tuition and they want me to leave. I...I don't know...I don't know what to do!" said Rebekah sobbing hysterically. "Rebekah, that's awful," said Richard in his most consoling voice. "I just got back in the office. I've been in court all morning. I see three messages here from your head mistress. Let me call her and see what I can do." "Have you heard from my mother?" asked Rebekah, trying to regain her composure. "No. But I've made inquiries with the local authorities in Mexicali" said Richard, reassuringly. "They promised they would send their car by the ranch and check in on your mom. They said they would give me a call back later this afternoon." It was bullshit, but Richard wanted to give Rebekah hope, before he pulled the rug out from under her. When the new reality he was creating for her set in, he wanted her to fall...and fall hard. "Oh, OK. Will you call me?" asked Rebekah hopefully. "Of course" said Richard. "But first let me give your head mistress a call and let me see what I can do. When your mother gets back, she'll have the money and everything will be just fine. OK?" "OK," said Rebekah hopefully. "Thank you Mr. Saunders." "It's Richard. Remember? "Yes, I'm sorry," said Rebekah sounding somewhat relieved. "Thank you Richard." "You're welcome," said Richard consolingly. "This too shall pass." ---------- Deirdre was back at her desk, working the phones and trying to make up for the time she had been away in Arizona. There was so much to do and so little time now before they would need to hit the road with the Jana tour. Some of the new products were tied up in customs and the hits on the Jana video were slowing down. DVD sales were up, but Deirdre knew they needed something new to keep the interest at a high level leading up to the tour. As Deirdre pondered the dilemma, there was a knock at the door. It was George and he had the video that Deirdre had requested. As they put the DVD in the flat screen on the wall, Deirdre and George sat down on the couch nearby to watch. George had edited the video chronologically so it told the story of Jana from her first interview with Kieran, when she revealed her complete lack of sexual experience, to her last encounter with Deirdre, when she shared her secret fantasies about her sons. As Deirdre continued to watch Jana's transformation from Jane, the answer to her dilemna became crystal clear. Of course, a "Making of Jana" video. A behind the scenes video of the demur preacher's wife, the church mouse, being transformed, metamorphosed into the sexy and insatiably beautiful butterfly she was now. "George, you're a wonder," said Deirdre, sounding very pleased. "This is perfect for what I need today. "But given some more time, can you edit this into a feature length video?" "You mean a 'Making of Jana' movie. A kind of behind the scenes thing?" asked George. "Exactly," said Deirdre. "Of course," said George. "I was thinking the same thing as I was editing this together. I should be able to get a rough edit for you in two or three days." "Perfect," said Deirdre. "You're probably going to want to use some of the video from this afternoon as well. We may even have more, a little later." "I'll get right to work," said George as he got up and left the office. Deirdre returned to her desk, after she slipped the DVD out of the DVD tray and put it in her leather portfolio. As Deirdre sat back down at her desk the phone rang on her private line. It was Richard. "How's my girl?" asked Richard pleasantly. "Sorry I had to leave before you were up this morning, but I figured you could use some rest. I decided to let you sleep in." "Oh, that's fine...and thank you," said Deirdre earnestly. "I really did need some sleep. What's up?" "I just wanted to call and let you know I might be late tonight. If all goes well, I'll be driving up to the high desert this afternoon. We may have a house guest this evening." "You're ready to make the move on the girl?" asked Deirdre with intense interest. "Yes," said Richard. "she thinks her mother is missing in Mexico and I made sure that her tuition check bounced. So the head mistress wants to give her the boot." "Where is her mother?" asked Deirdre, wanting to pry the details out of Richard, finally. "She is in Mexico. We're going to keep her occupied for awhile. At least until we are done with Martin's precious little flower," replied Richard. "It is all under control." "Is Villarreal involved in this?" asked Deirdre pointedly, with the concern apparent in her voice. "Only marginally," said Richard, as nonchalantly as he could muster, not wanting to alarm Deirdre, since he knew she didn't like or trust the man. "How marginally," probed Deirdre. "She is staying at his ranch down in Baja," said Richard. "The important thing is that she will be out of the way until we are done with the daughter. OK?" "I guess." said Deirdre, unconvinced. "But Richard, why did we have to involve Villarreal? You know I don't like him. My gut tells me he is a complete sociopath. I don't think anything good can come of being involved with him. He is dangerous. He frightens me...and I don't frighten easily!" "Don't worry. This is all going to work out," said Richard, vainly trying to convince Deirdre. "In another week Martin will be feeling the anguish and desolation we have been feeling the last ten years. And you and I can rest easier...especially knowing that we have finally avenged Alana and made that bastard's life a living hell. You just need to be patient for a little longer," said Richard as one of his other phone lines began to ring. "Hey, I have to go. I think it is the head mistress on the other line. Love you. Talk to you later. Bring Lisa home with you. We may need some help tonight," said Richard hurriedly as he hung up. Help indeed, thought Deirdre to herself. The horny little bastard! Deirdre clicked off her private line and dialed the extension in the hair studio and Lisa answered. "Are you making Heather all pretty again, after I mussed her up?" asked Deirdre coyly. "Yes," said Lisa. "We are just about through. Where did you get that dress and underwear...a thrift store?" Deirdre laughed, "No, believe it or not, that is what Jane...I mean Jana wore through the door her first day." "Good Lord!" said Lisa. "You really do work miracles." "Yes. And through the magic of cinema, we are going to work it again," replied Deirdre. "Can you take Heather down to studio two and introduce her to Kieran. He will go over what is expected of her this afternoon and do a quick run through. Were they all set when you left?" "Yes," said Lisa. "Kieran said he would be ready at two." "Good," replied Deirdre. "Take Heather down and then meet me back here in my office. I have several things to go over with you, before I have you take the boys down to join us on the set." "See you in a few," said Lisa, as she and Deirdre hung up. Deirdre clicked the space bar on her desktop computer and the monitor lit up. As Deirdre clicked on one link after another she could see that the boys were lounging in their suite, watching their video from the previous night and thoroughly enjoying themselves. Deirdre finally ran Jana and Sophie down in the kitchen where they were having coffee with Todd and Paul, who looked like they had just arrived since their bags were sitting on the floor next to their chairs. Deirdre looked at her watch and it was 1:30. It was time to call Jana and make sure she was in the playroom just before two. Deirdre had filled Sophie in a little earlier and she had told the boys what to do while they were waiting at the airport in Phoenix for the SUV to pick them up and drive them to the ranch this morning. Deirdre called the ranch and they put her through to the phone in the kitchen and Jana answered. "Hello Deirdre," said Jana expectantly. "How did you know it was me," asked Deirdre, amused. "Who else calls me?" said Jana, the smile apparent in her voice. "Well, you remember I told you there would be a surprise?" said Deirdre with an air of excitement. "Yes," replied Jana, making it sound more like a question. "Well then, be in the playroom right before two and we are going to have a video conference. I think you are going to be both pleased and surprised...with my surprise for you," concluded Deirdre as she hung up, not waiting for or wanting a reply. Lisa had come in and sat down, just as Deirdre spoke the last few sentences into the telephone. As Deirdre hung up, she looked up at Lisa and smiled. "I don't know what Kieran or Tom may have told you about the video shoot this afternoon, but I thought I should fill you in." "Thanks," said Lisa. "I'm kind of in the dark on this. Neither of them have confided a thing. What's up?" "Well, first of all, it would help if you knew who the players are. I think once you do, it will make more sense. John and Jim are Jana's sons. "Really," said Lisa with keen interest as she sat forward in her chair. "Jana doesn't know they work for us now and the boys don't know that their mother works for us either," continued Deirdre. "OK," said Lisa with even more interest. "So where does Heather fit into all this?" "As you know, you have made her up to look like Jana used to look, when she was still Jane," said Deirdre. "You mean plain Jane," said Lisa sarcastically. "Right, plain Jane," agreed Deirdre. "Here is the thing...and this is important: The boys secret fantasy has always been to take their mother, to ravish her. They punched a peep hole through the wall in their closet and used to watch her get herself off in the shower. They confided that to Richard, when he talked to them recently." "I knew they were horny little bastard, but not that horny," said Lisa with some amusement. "Well, the apples don't fall far from the tree," continued Deirdre. "Because Jana woke up from one hell of a wet dream next to me a couple of days ago and after a lot of coaxing, I was finally able to worm it out of her that she was dreaming about her sons fucking her as well. In fact, that's what she was fantasizing about when the boys were watching her get herself off in the shower." The Bi-Product Ch. 17 "Well, there is certainly some symmetry to that," said Lisa. "Not to mention irony." "So here is the deal," said Deirdre. "When you bring the boys down, have them dress is some of their regular clothes they brought along in their bags. Just as they probably did the last time their mother saw them." "OK," said Lisa. "The boys think this is going to be their final interview with me, so I am going to ask them about their fantasies and steer them toward talking about what they want to do with their mother," continued Deirdre. "And while I am doing that, Jana will be watching on the same closed circuit you and I watched each other the first time." "OK, I think I can see where this is going," said Lisa. "I suppose you have some video of Jana talking about her fantasies with her sons?" "Precisely," said Deirdre. "Once all their cards are on the table, I'll let the boys show Jana what they want to do to her, using Heather as a surrogate." "Hell," said Lisa. "Just talking about this is getting me wet." "OK then," said Deirdre with a note of finality. "It's showtime! Go get the boys and I'll meet you in the studio." ---------- "Yes, I thoroughly understand your position," said Richard in his most professional voice, as he talked into the phone to the head mistress at the school. "I wish there was something I could do to remedy the situation, but Rebekah's mother is traveling in Mexico and I have no way of getting hold of her at the moment." "We really have no choice," said the head mistress on the phone back to Richard. "We have been as patient as we can, but this was the last straw... bouncing the check. Until the tuition is brought up to date, Rebekah will have to leave the school." "I was hoping I could convince you to be patient a little longer, but I understand your position," said Richard. "My wife and I have discussed the fact that it might come to this, and she is willing to have Rebekah stay with us until Deborah returns." "Well, I can't release her into the custody of just anyone. Can't her uncle pick her up?" asked the head mistress. "Unfortunately not," said Richard. "I guess you were unaware he was in prison." "What? Yes, yes I wasn't aware," said the head mistress with some alarm. "I am acting as his attorney as well, so I have to be careful what I say," continued Richard. "But it is a matter of public record and the story has been in the newspapers. Rebekah's uncle Martin is, was, a minister and he was convicted of embezzling church funds and he accepted a plea deal and is currently in prison. I'm surprised you didn't read about it in the newspaper." "I don't read those Godless scandal sheets. Everything I need to read is in the Holy Bible. I didn't know any of this," said the head mistress. "Neither Rebekah or her mother told me about any of this." "I'm sure they were embarrassed," said Richard. "In any event, that is why Deborah doesn't have the money to pay the tuition. Martin was providing the tuition support for Rebekah, and now that he is in prison, that money has dried up. In point of fact, that is why Ms. Larsen is in Mexico, but I can't go into that." "I see." said the head mistress. "I thank you for being so forthright. But you can see that this only makes it more urgent, more necessary, that Rebekah leave immediately. We pride ourselves on the probity of both our students AND their parents and guardians." "Yes, of course," said Richard. "But back to your original point...Deborah appointed me Rebekah's legal guardian in her absence, so I don't believe there is any problem in me picking her up. I'll bring the appropriate documentation with me, and if it is OK with you, I'll pick Rebekah up this afternoon, if you can have her ready. Does that meet with your approval?" "Yes, yes. I think so. I'll review the documents when you arrive and we can put an end to this distasteful affair. I'll see you later this afternoon Mr. Saunders," said the head mistress curtly, as she hung up. Richard smiled to himself. This was like shooting fish in a barrel! ---------- Jana, Sophie and the boys had all adjourned to the playroom as Deirdre had instructed them and they were lounging on the bed. The men were naked now, just as Jana and Sophie had been when they arrived at the ranch earlier. Sophie looked at the clock and it was just exactly two as she punched the remote and the screen came to life. Jana could see Deirdre sitting in a chair across from two red headed young men who looked a lot like her sons. As Sophie turned the volume up, Jana could hear Deirdre talking to them. "This will be your final interview and as with the other interviews, please remember that there are no right answers or wrong answers, only your answers. Please answer each of the questions as truthfully as possible. Do you understand Jim?" concluded Deirdre. "Yes," replied Jim. "Do you understand John?, continued Deirdre. "Yes, of course," responded John. As Sophie lay with her arm across Jana's chest, she could feel Jana's body tense up. Jana shifted and rolled over on her side, so that neither Sophie or the boys could see her face as she lay on the outside of the bed, facing the screen. Instinctively, Jana covered her breasts with her arms and shifted her leg to cover her pussy. "Good then," said Deirdre cheerfully. "Let's start with your past sexual experiences. When was the first time you saw a woman naked?" John was the first to reply, "Our mom, when she was in the shower." "OK," said Deirdre. "And when was the first time you had intercourse?" "A little over a year ago," said Jim almost questioningly, looking at his brother John for confirmation. "Yeah, it was a little over a year ago," confirmed John. "I take it, this was something you did together?" asked Deirdre. "Yeah," said John. "It was our eighteenth birthday present from our father." Jana sat up on the edge of the bed now, and Sophie could see that she was grabbing the edge of the mattress hard in each of her hands as she tried to maintain her composure, while still watching the screen intently. "Was the girl or girls your own age?" asked Deirdre. "No it was an older woman that dad took us too. She had really big tits," said John. "Dad had us do her together," added Jim. "What did you enjoy most about the experience Jim?" asked Deirdre. "She gave a really good blow job," said Jim matter-of-factly. "Tit fucking that huge pair," added John. "How many times have you had intercourse?" continued Deirdre. "Twenty, thirty times," said John, looking at his brother. "Yeah, that sounds about right," added Jim. "Good, so you are well experienced," said Deirdre. "Have you ever had an experience with another boy?" "NO!" responded both boys emphatically and almost in unison. "OK, let's move on," said Deirdre, smiling as the boys squirmed in their chairs. "Obviously you both have had oral sex as well as intercourse, and it appears you have discovered another use for a woman's breasts, but have you ever had anal sex with a women?" "Oh yeah," replied John. "And we've done DPs too." "Yeah," added Jim. "You've seen us, remember?" As Sophie watched Jana she was huddled now, almost in an upright fetal position, with her feet pulled up close to her as, as she watched and listened to her two sons talk about their sexual experiences. Jana was on the verge of tears. She never realized the boys were so experiences...or had even had sex...or that their father would ever have done such a thing...and why were they there with Deirdre? And Deirdre was interviewing them, just like she had been interviewed. Oh my God! Jana finally realized. They were being interviewed for a job....just like she had! "Let's move on," said Deirdre, cutting off any further elaboration. "What about your fantasies? What kind of fantasies do you have? Either of you can answer." The boys looked at each other. Neither of them knowing what to say or who should answer first, as they squirmed in their chairs. "Come on now," prodded Deirdre. "You're normal healthy your men. You must have some fantasies...everyone does." "Are there any of your fantasies you have ever acted upon and lived out, or wanted to?" Deirdre continued to prod. Jim was the first to relent, looking at his brother, "Yeah, we wanted to...to make love to our mother." "Well, that is natural. Most boys have that fantasy," said Deirdre. "But I think you said you wanted to act upon the fantasy. Is that correct?" "Yeah," admitted John. "We had a pretty elaborate plan. We filmed mom through the peep hole in our closet a bunch of times as she was getting herself off. We were going to blackmail her into having sex with us or we were going to send DVDs to the people at the church." "Well, what happened?" asked Deirdre. "Dad caught us. He overhead us, and that is when he sent us to school in Arizona," said John. "So he caught you peeping on your mom and sent you away to school in Arizona?" asked Deirdre. "No. He knew about us watching mom. He had known about that for a long time." said Jim. "He just didn't want us making love to her and screwing everything up for him, that's all." "Well, it sounds like you boys' fantasy life is as active as your real sex lives," said Deirdre emphatically. "So based upon your interviews and your experiences thus far, do you still want to come to work for us?" "Yeah, absolutely," said John with enthusiasm. "You bet," added Jim. "Well then boys, in the interest of full disclosure, I should tell you that your mom already works for us. Does that surprise you? Would that alter your decision?" asked Deirdre. Both boys became wide eyed as they sat straight up and looked at each other with surprise. "Our mom?" said John in absolute disbelief. "Our mom, our mom is here she working in the office or something?" asked Jim in disbelief or denial, or both. "No," replied Deirdre. "She is one of our star performers. Would you like to see?" Jana slumped to the floor at the edge of the bed, now fully rolled up into a fetal position as she continued to watch the screen in front of her. How could Deirdre do this? How could she do this? Jana kept asking herself as she remained fixated on the screen. The boys looked at each other, not knowing what to say. "Yeah, I guess," said John finally, as the boys slumped down in their chairs, looking very uncomfortable. The screen went black for a minute as Jana continued to watch and suddenly Jane was on the screen. Jana recognized the dress she had worn to her interview as she watched excerpts of her interview with Kieran on the screen above her. Could that have been her? Jana thought to herself as she watching the little church mouse say no to every question she would now have to answer yes to. The boys were watching too and they were amazed as they watched their wholesome mother, very quickly, succumb to her sexual needs and be transform into the ravenous sexual creature that they remembered from the ranch. Both boys sat up straight in their chairs as they saw Jana rather than Jane emerge from the metamorphosis on screen. Both boys looked at Deirdre with alarm. "You're not going to tell mom what we did to her are you?" pleaded Jim. "You're not going to show it on the video, are you?" asked John equally alarmed. "No, it isn't on the video...and I can keep a secret if you can," said Deirdre calmly. "Do you want to keep it a secret?" "Yes," was the response in unison. "OK then, a secret it will remain," assured Deirdre. The video was nearing it's end now as images of Jana's many different sexual encounters flashed on the screen momentarily. Images from the pool, from Jana's suite, a lot from the tent and then back to the playroom, after Jana's recuperation, as she made intense and lustful love with both Sophie and Deirdre. Finally Jana saw herself in bed alone with Deirdre and she could see herself asleep, masturbating herself in the throes of a wet dream. Oh my God, thought Jana, not this! Deirdre had promised to keep it a secret! She had promised! As Jana listened to herself on the screen describe her lust for her two sons she stood, drawing closer to the screen. Sophie wasn't sure what emotion Jana was feeling now as she stood their transfixed, watching herself cum again and again as Deirdre filled her head with images of her sons impaling her with their huge cocks. Sophie motioned to Todd and Paul to join Jana and put their arms around her to support her as she swayed, almost trance-like on her feet. The boys were on the edge of their seats now, obviously very aroused, as they watched Deirdre describe what they had always secretly wanted to do to their mother and were almost ready to cum as they saw how aroused their mother had become at the idea and then watched her cum again and again at the mere suggestion of their cocks being thrust deep inside her. Deirdre broke both the mother and sons' trance as she now spoke. "Would you boys like to say hello to your mother? She has been watching too. She has been watching your interview from the ranch in Arizona." "Go ahead and say hello to your mother," said Deirdre firmly as the boys and their mother could now see each other on their respective TVs. Jana stood there stark naked with two huge hunks on either side of her, with their erect cocks at full staff. Jana had a vacant expression on her face. As her DVD had played, Jana's mood had begun to change from abject embarrassment to lustful thoughts of her boys as she rationalized her and their behavior in her mind. By the time she saw herself in the throes of orgasm as Deirdre described her most private fantasies to her in her ear, she had become consumed with lust. Now, as she stood their, the joy of finally seeing her boys again was mixed with her lust for them, as she stared at them through the lens and they back at her. "Hi mom," said Jim. "We've missed you." "Me too mom," said John. "Wow, you are so beautiful!" "Oh John, Jim, I've missed you so much. I...I don't know what to say," said Jana struggling for words. "I had to do something. Anything, to make sure you could stay in school. I..." "You don't have to explain mom. We're here to. We're here because we want to be. You don't have to explain to us," said John. "We love you mom," interjected Jim. "If anything, we love you more. You are just so beautiful now." An awkward silence filled the air for a brief moment, that seemed like an eternity to all three of them. "We heard what you said mom. Is it true? Do you really want us as much as we want you?" said John with a hopeful tone in his voice as he looked his mother passionately in the eye through the lens. Jana was also looking intently into the lens now as expressions of love, passion and lust alternately swept across her face and in her eyes. "Yes, yes I want you. I want you both inside me. I want you deep inside me," said Jana, in complete surrender to her lust and spiraling emotions, as her voice trailed off. Jana was swooning now as Todd and Paul struggled to hold her up. "Why don't you boys show your mother what you would like to do to her," said Deirdre, as she took both of them by the arm and lead them toward the darkened stage behind them, as Heather suddenly came into view with a pin light illuminating her, after having stood behind them in the dark during the entire interview. As the boys turned, they were stunned to see Heather made up to look exactly like their mom used to. Jana was stunned to, as she continued to look into the camera and saw herself, in her old dress, standing so near her boys. Jana saw the boys nearing her, as Jana imagined herself transported into the body of the woman on the screen. All the while, Jana continued to swoon in Todd and Paul's arms as her emotions carried her away. Todd and Paul had their arms wrapped tightly around Jana's naked body as she continued to breath deeply and sway back and forth, becoming more aroused as the boys neared the apparition on the screen in front of her. "John, Jim, show your mother how you were going to take her, ravage her, make love to her. Let her watch you show her what you have always wanted to do to her body," urged Deirdre. "Show you mom how deep you want to stick your cocks in her hot pussy, her warm mouth, her tight ass!" Deirdre continued to goad the boys on, "Let your mom see how good it feels to have your cocks in her ass and pussy as you sandwich her! Show her how you can fill her pussy and ass with both your cocks as you DP her! Show her how much cum you can spew all over her face and tits. Fuck her mouth, fuck her tits, fuck her pussy, fuck her ass!" said Deirdre urgently, spurring them on. To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 18 Richard decided to leave the office immediately after he got off the phone with Rebekah's head mistress and avoid the late afternoon traffic on the way to the high desert. Heading straight east on the 134 freeway, Richard crossed over to the 210 when he got to Pasadena and it was smooth sailing all the way out to the 15 in Rialto. Richard was making good time as he crested the Cajon Pass and dropped down into Hesperia. He was only minutes from the school now. Richard knew he had the head mistress handled. Now his only concern was how Rebekah would react to the news and then how he would handle her after that. Richard's entire plan was predicated on controlling Rebekah and being able to motivate and manipulate her into doing what he and Deirdre wanted. Everything he and Deirdre had schemed and planned over the last two years were on the line now and it was up to him to play this just right. Richard was feeling the pressure as he pulled up to the guard gate at the school. As Richard parked in front of the administration building we could see Rebekah across the quad. She had her back to him and was hugging the two girls standing in front of her. Like Rebekah, they were lean, tall and blonde, with hair down to their backsides. All three were dressed in the same plain white smocks that hung down to their mid-calves. There were two suitcases standing next to Rebekah as well as a computer bag and she had a backpack slung over her shoulder. That's a good sign, Richard thought to himself. The girls were obviously saying their tearful goodbyes, Richard concluded, as he entered the admin building. Richard announced himself to the receptionist and was ushering directly into the head mistress' office. As he walked through the door, Richard was stunned as he made eye contact with the head mistress. She wasn't anything like he imagined, she was much younger that he envisioned on the phone. She had piercing blue eyes and her lustrous black hair cascaded over her ample breasts and down to her lower flat stomach and her nicely rounded backside, with the scarf that covered her head doing little to hide her beauty. The head mistress smiled to herself as she watched Richard mentally undressing her and was amused when he caught himself and belatedly made eye contact with her, somewhat embarrassed. "Good afternoon Mr. Saunders. I am Lilith Slaaf-Handelen, the head mistress. I want to thank you for how prompt and accommodating you have been in addressing this issue," said the head mistress in a more gracious tone of voice than she had exhibited on the phone. She can afford to be gracious, Richard thought to himself, since she was getting what she wanted. "I'm so pleased to meet you. I just wish it could have been under more pleasant circumstances." "Please have a seat," said Lilith. "Rebekah should be along momentarily. In the meantime, perhaps we could review the paperwork we discussed." "Yes, of course," said Richard as he opened his briefcase and handed the head mistress the legal folder containing his power of attorney and the document appointing him as Rebekah's temporary guardian. After reviewing the documents, the head mistress looked up and smiled at Richard, who she could tell, was wondering what she looked like under the white smock. "Everything appears in order. I hope Rebekah's mother is able to resolve her financial issues soon. I'd be disappointed if Rebekah was unable to return to school and graduate with the rest of her class. She is such a fine student." "I'm sure there is nothing that would please both Rebekah and her mother more," replied Richard. "We offered Rebekah an opportunity to accept a scholarship to cover her tuition and board for the remainder of the year, but she has her heart set on attending college next year," continued the head mistress Lilith. "Of course, a scholarship would require that Rebekah agree to go on a mission for at least a year after graduation, but that would interfere with her college plans." "That was very generous of..." Richard started to say, as Rebekah knocked at the door. "Please come in," said Lilith in her head mistress voice as Rebekah opened the door and kissed her two friends goodbye one last time. Richard stood and shook Rebekah's hand, saying hello. Rebekah said hello as well, but never made eye contact as she stood demurely with her eyes downcast. "Rebekah, you are forgetting your manners," said Lilith pointedly. "Please greet Mr. Saunders properly and smile at him and tell him how pleased you are to see him." Looking up with sad eyes, Rebekah smiled weakly at Richard and said, "Good afternoon Mr. Saunders, it is so nice to see you again. I'm sorry if I was rude. I truly apologize for being so impolite." "That's quit all right Rebekah, no apology necessary. I know how sad you must be, having to leave your friends...even if it is only for a short time," said Richard with all the sympathy he could muster. "Rebekah," said Lilith, "as I told you earlier, Mr. Saunders is now your legal guardian, in your mother's absence, and has agreed to care for you until your mother is able to return and resolve her financial difficulties. This will be the first time you have lived away from school in a very long time, so you must remember what we have taught you. Mr. Saunders will be the master of your new home and you must fulfill your obligations to him as you have been taught. Do you understand young lady?" "Yes mistress," replied Rebekah meekly. "Remember, if you change your mind, the scholarship is always available to you. Provided, of course, that your mother or Mr. Saunders are in agreement," said Lilith as she got up opened the door. Richard picked up Rebekah's suitcases as Rebekah retrieved her computer bag and backpack as they walked through the door following the head mistress. Lilith continued to speak as they walked outside, "I'm sure your friends Bilhan and Hagar would enjoy having you join them on their mission after graduation. Wouldn't you girls?" "Yes mistress," responded both girls as they smiled at Rebekah and kissed and hugged her goodbye again. As they did so, Richard took a long close look at them and Rebekah. The three girls looked like they could be sisters and as the late afternoon sun washed through the window, Richard noticed for the first time that all three girls were completely naked beneath their white robes. The head mistress was watching Richard closely as he appraised the three girls with his eyes. As the three girls moved ahead, hand in hand, toward the door, Lilith stepped forward directly in the path of the sunlight that was streaming through the window. As Lilith met Richards gaze she smiled as his eyes took in her well proportioned breasts, her pert nipples and her well formed ass. As she turned, she made sure he got a good view of her flat stomach and neatly trimmed pussy. "It was so nice to see you," said Lilith smiling. As Richard made eye contact again he returned Lilith's smile and said, "And it was so nice to see you as well. I hope to see you again, but under more pleasant circumstances." "I would enjoy that as well," said Lilith stepping forward as Richard attempted to shake her hand. Lilith instead took Richard's hand in both of hers and moved in even closer, drawing the back of his hand to her breast. "Please take care of our little girl," said Lilith, as she looked Richard directly in the eye, making sure he could feel her erect nipple through the light cotton cloth. "I promise you I will," said Richard as Lilith released his hand. Lilith made no effort to move as Richard allowed his hand and the back of his fingers to stroke her nipple as he lowered his hand, continuing to look her in the eye as she smiled back. As Richard moved off toward the door, he looked back and smiled and nodded at Lilith one last time. The sun had moved slightly lower in the sky and was shining even more brightly through the window. Lilith was virtually naked now as the light made her cloth robe practically disappear. Wow, Richard thought to himself. Lilith had missed her calling. She would give any of the girls back at the studio a run for their money, he thought to himself, as he walked quickly to the car. Pressing the button on his car key, the trunk popped open and he put Rebekah's bags inside before taking her computer bag and backpack and placing them inside as well, closing the trunk firmly. Richard opened the passenger door for Rebekah and she got inside after kissing the two girls goodbye yet again. "Thank you for coming to say goodbye to Rebekah. I know how much it means to her. Thank you for being such good friends," said Richard to the two girls as pleasantly as possible, before getting in the car and heading down the driveway toward the guard gate. "What were the two young ladies' names?" Richard asked Rebekah, wanting to initiate a conversation. "Bilhan and Hagar," replied Rebekah as she sat tensely in the seat, next to the stranger she had met only once. This was the first time she had ever been alone with a man. "Those are unusual name," said Richard, trying to keep the conversation going. "Yes, those are their new names. They took them when they agreed to go on mission for Mistress Lilith," said Rebekah. "Do many of the girls go on mission?" asked Richard, somewhat interested now. "Only a few each year. Most of them are like me. Girls whose families can't afford to pay their tuition." replied Rebekah. "Where do the girls go on mission?" asked Richard. "Some go to the Middle East, some to Africa, other go to South American. Wherever they are most needed," answered Rebekah. "How long do they stay away on mission?" asked Richard as he was running out of questions. "I guess a year or two. I don't really know. I've never talked to any of the girls after they return," concluded Rebekah. "I think they go to college after that." "That's interesting," said Richard, looking over at Rebekah, whose discomfort was palpable. "May I ask a question, Mr. Saunders...I mean Richard?" said Rebekah as she smiled at him weakly. "Of course," said Richard warmly. "Where are we going?" asked Rebekah. "Right Now?" said Richard. "We are going to your mother's house. I think we should check to see if she left any notes or anything that would explain why she hasn't contacted us. I guess you haven't heard from her either?" "No," said Rebekah. "Have you heard back from the Mexican police yet?" "Not yet, they were to get back to me this afternoon, before we get back to LA," responded Richard. "We're going to LA?" asked Rebekah, sounding concerned. "Yes," said Richard, surprised. " Didn't Lilith tell you? Until we are able to resolve your mother's financial arrangements with the school or she returns from Mexico, my wife has agree to let you stay with us at our home in Encino. Is that all right with you?" "I guess," said Rebekah, apprehensively. "Why can't I stay at my mother's house?" "I don't think it would be safe for you to stay in such a desolate location by yourself. I just wouldn't feel comfortable with that. I drove you mother home after dinner the night we first met and she had some strange visitors while I was there," said Richard. "We can talk about it some more after we get to your mother's home. I have a lot to go over with you before we head home. My wife Danielle is really looking forward to meeting you." "I'll enjoy meeting her too," said Rebekah, remembering to be polite. Looking over at Rebekah, Richard could see the apprehension and concern in her expression. "Rebekah, I just want you to know that Danielle and I really look forward to having you as our guest and we want to make your stay with us as enjoyable as possible. We really hope you will enjoy and be comfortable in our home. You seem like such a nice young lady, we're so glad to have you as our house guest." "Thank you, Richard," said Rebekah, warming up. "I wouldn't want you to think that I am ungrateful for the hospitality you are extending to me. I...I just don't want to be a bother. I don't want to impose upon you and your family." "Nonsense, as I said, Danielle and I are looking forward to it," said Richard warmly as he reached over and patted Rebekah on the thigh. Startled, Rebekah shuddered at the feeling of a man's hand on her thigh and clasped her legs tightly together. Richard pretended not to notice, thinking to himself that this delicious looking little apple hadn't fallen far from the tree either, as they sped down the desolate road toward Deborah's house and fuck pad. ---------- Jana had watched mesmerized as her sons slowly approached her other self, as she was projected on the screen, as if by magic, in her drab preacher's wife dress, with her long curly blonde hair. As Jana watched herself hugging and kissing her sons passionately and lustfully, reaching out and disrobing each other, urgently, lustfully, wanting to get their hands on each others bodies. As Jane's hands grabbed and kneaded her son's cocks, so to, did Jana's hands find Todd and Paul. As the boys explored Jane's heaving body, so to, did Todd and Paul caress and knead Jana's hot flesh as well. They were all watching each other, with Todd and Paul mimicking the boys and Heather, trying to mirror Jana's movements. The more they watched and mirrored each others actions and movements, the more aroused they all became. Eventually, John and Todd carried the two women to the beds, laying them down facing their respective cameras. For the next hour, the four men took the two women in every possible way. Not in a frenzied mashing of flesh, but slowly, rhythmically, lovingly. Deirdre was amazed to watch the difference in the way the boys were fucking Heather this time. In fact, Deirdre concluded, they weren't fucking her at all...they were making love to her. Deirdre smiled at the thought as she looked at her watch. Deirdre leaned over to Lisa who was standing next to her watching the spectacle before them and whispered in her ear, "I have to head upstairs now. Can you follow me up in about 20 minutes? I have a surprise for you." "You're just full of surprises aren't you?" said Lisa playfully, as she whispered back into Deirdre's ear, giving it a kiss and a lick. ---------- Hank was already sitting in Deirdre's outer office as she opened the door and walked in. "Good afternoon, I'm sorry to keep you waiting Hank. Let me introduce myself, I'm Deirdre." "Pleased to meet you Deirdre. Lisa has had such nice things to say about you," replied Hank as Deirdre motioned toward the door to her office. "Please have a seat and I'll be right with you. I'm glad you could join us today." As Hank took a seat across from Deirdre's desk she talked quietly to her assistant. "When Lisa shows up, have her wait here in the outer office and buzz me." As her assistant nodded yes, Deirdre continued, "Are Maurice and his guys here yet?" "Yes, they are already in the playroom, as you requested," answered Deirdre's assistant." "Thank you, Melisent. It looks like we are all set," said Deirdre as she walked into her office, closing the door behind her. "Well Hank, it is so nice to finally get to meet you," said Deirdre as she sat down behind her desk. "We've been so pleased with Lisa's work so far, I wanted to reward both of you with something I thought you would both enjoy. Lisa tells me you like to watch." "Watch?" asked Hank, not sure what Deirdre was getting at. "You know, watch. Like you did the other night, on your computer from home," said Deirdre. "When Lisa was with Tom, Kieran and Richard." "Oh yeah, watch! Yes, I do," said Hank, somewhat embarrassed. "Good, then you should enjoy this. I know Lisa will. She loves to have an audience, but I'm sure you know that," said Deirdre. "Yeah," said Hank, not really comfortable talking about his or Lisa's peccadilloes. Deirdre could see the light flashing on her phone, so she new that Lisa was waiting in the outer office. "OK then, Hank. Come with me, but promise to be quiet as a church mouse." Deirdre took Hank's hand as he stood up and let him to the door to the adjoining playroom. Deirdre stopped briefly as they reached the door and grabbed the black scarf she had left hanging from the handle. "Now let me put this on and be very quiet. I'll be back in just a few minutes and remove this and reveal your surprise. OK?" said Deirdre. "Sure, I guess," said Hank, not sure what was going to happen next. After Deirdre had walked Hank into the room and sat him in a chair in a darkened corner of the room, Deirdre smiled at Maurice and his two friends as they looked up from the bed where they were lounging, naked and ready to go. Deirdre fetched Lisa from the outer office closing the door behind her again. "I have a little surprise for you. Just think of it as my way of saying thank you for all of your efforts thus far, said Deirdre as she slowly unbuttoned Lisa's blouse and unzipped her skirt, letting them fall to the floor." Kissing Lisa on the lips and briefly fondling he breasts, Deirdre took Lisa by the hand and led her toward the playroom. "OK now," whispered Deirdre. "No one talks or says a word. It is just so much more erotic that way." As Deirdre led Lisa through the door she immediately saw the three black studs lounging on the circular bed, stroking their giant cocks to erection. Lisa was wide eyed as she looked at Deirdre who smiled back to her. Releasing Lisa's hand, Lisa walked hesitantly toward the bed. She had never seen a cock as big as these, much less three of them. Lisa was more and more apprehensive as she approached the bed and realized that she would soon have not one, but all three of these huge cocks, inside her, filling her, stretching her mouth, pussy and ass beyond anything she had experience before. As Lisa continued to slowly approached the bed, her legs were feeling weak as she anticipated what was about to happen to her. At the same time, Deirdre had crossed the room and had removed the blindfold from Hank, who sat quietly and invisibly in the darkened corner of the room. Deirdre was standing behind Hank as she leaned over and whispered, "Just watch and enjoy," softly kissing Hank's ear and letting her hands rest on his shoulders. Lisa timidly sat on the edge of the bed, making constant eye contact with each of the black giants who surrounded her as she scooted backward toward the center of the bed. Slowly laying back, the three giants moved in closer, as their massive cocks hung directly over Lisa's head, like three daggers. Lisa arched her back as one of the men slipped a large pillow under her back, causing her head to tilt backward as the largest of the three cocks pressed against her lips, demanding entry into her warm, wet mouth. Lisa grabbed the cocks of the the men who were on either side of her and began to stroke them from top to bottom with her now trembling hands as she struggled to suck the massive cock head into her mouth. Deirdre could feel the tenseness in Hank's shoulders as he watched Lisa's breasts heave as she was consumed with lust for the three huge black cocks. Lisa had her legs spread wide apart now, resting on the thighs of the black men on either side of her as they stroked her sopping wet pussy with their massive fingers. As the largest of the black men, who was currently in her mouth, withdrew and moved to the bottom of the bed to penetrate her wet and waiting pussy, the other two men grabbed Lisa's thighs just behind her knees to lift her ass in the air to meet the huge cock on which she was about to be impaled. Lisa now pulled the other two cocks down to her mouth and sucked and licked them with wanton abandon as her body was filled with anticipation at having her pussy stretched and filled like it had never been before. As Maurice began his assault on Lisa's pussy she let out a loud scream that could be heard all the may out in the hallway as well well as by Melisent, at her desk two rooms away. The Bi-Product Ch. 18 Deirdre had been kneading Hank's shoulders when she suddenly felt him grab her wrists and fling them away as he hurriedly got up and rushed to the door, slamming it behind him. Deirdre stood there stunned for a moment, before moving closer to the bed, where everyone had stopped momentarily, almost in freeze-frame. As Deirdre looked down at Lisa with a stunned look on her own face, Lisa said, "That was Hank, wasn't it?" "Yes. Yes, how did you know?" asked Deirdre. "I could smell his cologne. I knew he was there," said Lisa softly as she resumed stroking the two cocks on either side of her and squeezing the one inside her with her pussy muscles, urging it to resume its exploration of uncharted parts of her now hot and extremely wet cunt. Deirdre sat down on the edge of the bed next to Lisa and stroked her face gently, saying, "I'm so sorry. I had no idea Hank would react like that. If I had any idea, I wouldn't have set this up or invited him. I wanted..." Lisa had released one of the cocks from her hand and reached out to take Deirdre's as she interrupted her in mid-sentence, "I know. Hank is a southern boy and I'm sure he didn't like seeing me with these three hunks," as she smiled at the men overhead. "But what is going to happen now, between you and Hank? I don't want to be the cause..." Deirdre began to say as Lisa interrupted her again. "Hey, when one door closes, another one opens," said Lisa, looking lovingly into Deirdre's eyes, with her voice filed with emotion, as she squeezed Deirdre's hand more tightly and pulled her toward her. Before Deirdre knew what had happened, she found herself kissing Lisa passionately and her blouse and skirt disappearing as she and Lisa wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Deirdre let out her own scream as one of the huge cocks invaded her pussy as she continued to drive her tongue down Lisa's warm and willing throat. Deirdre and Lisa continued to fuck and be fucked by the three three black studs in every way they could imagine for what seemed like hours until eventually the three men had exhausted their supply of cum and left the two women sleeping in each others arms in the middle of the bed, as they quietly left the room to change and try hitting on Deirdre's hot assistant again, if she was still there. ---------- Richard and Rebekah continued to talk about nothing in particular as they finished driving to her mother's house. Richard was impressed with how articulate and intelligent the young girl was. He never would have anticipated that someone educated in a bible school could be so gifted. They talked about literature and serious music as well as current events, and Rebekah constantly surprised him with her breadth of knowledge. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn she had been specifically educated to become some rich guys trophy wife. Rebekah certainly shattered his preconceptions, but then so had her head mistress Lilith. She didn't strike him as being the come to Jesus, bible school type either. Especially in that package! As they pulled up in front of the house, Richard asked, "Do you have a key to the front door?" "No," said Rebekah, surprised. "I thought you had one. I haven't been here in years. I wouldn't have known how to even find it." "Not to worry," said Richard casually. I'm sure there is one under the mat or the potted cactus over there next to the door. At least that is where they always are in the movies," said Richard as he smiled at Rebekah, knowing that the key would be under the cactus where he had told John to leave it. Richard's heart was racing now. If today had been D-day, then this was H-hour. Richard took a deep breath as they approached the door and he looked under the mat for the key, while he had Rebekah check the cactus. "I guess you were right. Mom must watch the same movies as you. Here's the key," Rebekah announced proudly, as she unlocked and opened the door, smiling warmly at Richard. It was almost exactly four as Richard checked his watch. He would be getting the call from his secretary he had asked her to make any minute now. As they entered, the stench from the kitchen was still in the air. "Why don't we open some windows and let some fresh air in. We should probably leave the front door open as well," said Richard as they went around opening windows. Richard watched Rebekah as she headed to the kitchen, opening the sliding door and then shutting the sliding screen closed. Rebekah next moved to the sink and opened the window above it. Rebekah immediately got to work washing the dishes that were the source of the offensive odors, washing the molding food on the plates and bowls down the garbage disposal. "While you are doing that, let me go through the mail and papers on the dining room table and see what I can find," shouted Richard from the living room. "OK," shouted Rebekah from the kitchen. "I forgot to bring the mail that we picked up from the mailbox out on the road in with me. I'm going to go get that first," shouted Richard again. When Richard got to the car he retrieved the mail from the back seat where he had thrown it and quickly turned Deborah's cell phone on, sending himself and then Rebekah the same text message quickly: "Check your email". Richard immediately turned the phone back off and put it back in his jacket pocket as he walked back to the house. "Richard, Richard, I just got a text message from mom," shouted Rebekah excitedly as she ran out from the kitchen to meet him. "I did too," said Richard reassuringly. "But I didn't bring my laptop along." "Don't you have it on your smart phone?" asked Rebekah. "No," replied Richard. "It is brand new and I haven't set it up yet. But didn't I see that you have a laptop bag?" "Yes," replied Rebekah with excitement. "Good," said Richard. "I think your mother said she didn't have internet here, but I can tether your laptop to my phone," said Richard as he retrieved it from his pocket. Looking at it he said, "It looks like we have enough bars here for it to work." Richard handed Rebekah the keys to his car as he asked her to go get her laptop from the trunk. Rebekah ran to the car acting more like he was used to seeing teens act, than the troubled and subdued girl he had been dealing with thus far. Rebekah bounced back through the door, smiling as Richard's phone rang, right on the stroke of four. Richard answered on the second ring and made sure Rebekah was close enough to hear his end of the conversation. "Richard, I'm calling you back as you requested, to remind you to stop by your house in the high desert on the way back," said his assistant. "Yes thank you very much," said Richard so Rebekah could hear him. "Was there anything else?" Richard's assistant was confused, "Anything else, what are you talking about?" "Is there anything else you can tell me?" asked Richard as Rebekah listed to his end of the conversation intently. "Anything else? I don't know. Oh! Danielle called earlier and said she was going to be late too," said Richard's assistant, confused by his cryptic questions. "Well thank you then," said Richard. "I'll be in touch in the morning to see what else you may be able to tell me. Thank you," said Richard as he hung up. Richard's assistant hung up as well, totally confused by the conversation. What the hell had gotten into him. He sounded like he was out there, out where the cows can't hear the dinner bell, as her father used to say. She shook her head thinking perhaps he had gotten into the scotch a little early. "That was the Mexican police," Richard said earnestly as he looked at Rebekah with a grave look on his face. "It doesn't appear your mother ever made it to the resort." "Maybe she decided to stay somewhere else," offered Rebekah, wanting to find an answer, any answer that would tell her that her mother wasn't in danger. "I don't think so," continued Richard. "Here, sit down." Richard took Rebekah's arm and maneuvered her to one of the chairs at the dining room table and took her laptop bag from her and placed it on the chair next to her. Richard sat down in the chair next to her and now held her hand. "The commandant says that they searched the route between the bank and the resort and they found your mother's car burned out down one of the dirt roads that lead off the highway." "Oh my God! Is she all right? Is she in a hospital?" cried Rebekah. "No," said Richard. "There was no sign of a body." "Oh God Richard!" said Rebekah weeping. She could be wandering around in the desert, injured!" "No," said Richard again. "After they got back to town they went to the bank and reviewed the surveillance tapes. Apparently they show your mother leaving the bank with three Hispanic men and getting into an SUV. Later tapes show your mother's car being driven away from the front of the bank by another man." Rebekah's head was spinning now. This was just too much to absorb. Richard let her sit for a few minutes sobbing, waiting for her to compose herself. The entire time she gripped his hand with both of hers as he could feel them trembling. Eventually, Rebekah looked up with tearful eyes as she looked at Richard and said, "I guess we should check our emails, don't you think?" "Yes," said Richard calmly. Why don't you go to the bathroom and wash up and I'll set the laptop up while you are gone. Rebekah disappeared to the bathroom for a few minutes and Richard could hear the water running. By the time Rebekah headed back, Richard had the laptop plugged into the wall socket and it was powering up. Richard was setting his smart phone up now for tethering as he said to Rebekah, "Once you are done booting, you'll need to enter your password and then I can connect you to the phone. As Rebekah sat down, she had to enter her password three times as her fingers kept hitting the wrong keys, as her fingers continued to shake. Once Richard had entered his own password to connect to the internet, he said, "Why don't you go first and then I can check my email too." As Rebekah logged on to her email, she was taking deep breaths, trying to compose herself. Once her email popped up, the last message was from her mother. The subject line was "URGENT" and Rebekah's mind raced. Maybe everything was all right. This was just her mother letting her know everything was OK. She had already called the school and things would go back to normal. Rebekah clicked the email to open it and her hopes were dashed as soon as she read the first sentence: "Your mother is our captive and we want the rest of the money, all $500,000 of it. If we don't get it, you'll never see your mother again. She says for you to contact her lawyer and tell him to be in front of his computer for a message at midnight. Don't contact the police. If you do, you'll never see your mother again. Do anything other than exactly what we tell you, and you'll never see your mother again. If you don't believe us, watch the attached video." Rebekah's hands were shaking violently now as she tried to maneuver the mouse to click on the attachment. Richard put his hand over Rebekah's and guided it to the attachment and double clicked on it. Within seconds they were watching the disheveled Deborah reading the message that Richard composed into the camera as she stared into it with frightened eyes. The last few seconds of the video shook Rebekah even more. "Oh my God! They know where I am. Are they coming for me too?" cried Rebekah. "No, no, Rebekah," said Richard soothingly. "They think you are at school. You'll be safe with Danielle and I. We have a big house, behind a locked gate and we have a security company that patrols the neighborhood 24 hours a day." "But what about mom?" asked Rebekah frantically. "What $500,000 are they talking about?" I'm guessing they Googled her name and saw the stories about your uncle. There is still a lot of money missing," replied Richard. "Money missing?" asked Rebekah. "What money?" "I guess your mother didn't tell you. Your uncle was convicted of embezzling a lot of money. That is why he is in prison. That's why your mother went to Mexico to get some of the money he had stashed away to pay for your tuition and college." "Oh my God! And now she has been kidnapped. Oh Richard what are we going to do? What am I going to do?" cried Rebekah, really hysterical now. "We need to contact the police. We need the FBI! We need..." Richard cut Rebekah off as he put his left arm around her shoulder and drew her to him. With his right hand, he put his index finger on her lips to signal her to be silent. "We can't call the police Rebekah. There is something I didn't tell you," whispered Richard into her ear as he pausing for effect. "The car that picked your mother up had a Mexican Federal Police emblem on it." Rebekah was sobbing uncontrollably now as she threw her arms around Richard, burying her head in his chest. "What am I going to do. What am I going to do. Oh God! What am I going to do." Rebekah was on the verge of hyperventilating now as Richard lifted her face from his chest with both hands and gently kissed her on the forehead. "Look, this has been a lot for you to absorb. Why don't you go lie down in your room for a few minutes while I take a look at my email. I'm sure it is the same one you got." Richard was stroking Rebekah's hair now, "I need to make some phone calls before we start back for LA. We will be back to my home well before midnight and I need to talk to some people...other than the police...who may be able to help. Between now and then, you need to rest. It could be a long night." Rebekah realized that Richard was right, and besides, she had promised Lilith that she would be obedient to the master of the new house where she was going to live...and now she didn't know just how long that might be! As Rebekah got up to go and rest she stopped and turned back, then leaned over and kissed Richard on the cheek. "Thank you for what you are doing. I don't know what I would have done without your help." Rebekah was feeling a strange tingling sensation as she moved off toward her old bedroom. That was the first time she had kissed a man and it felt good, she thought. She had never even kissed her uncle, she remembered. It seemed strange to her in retrospect, but she had never tried to kiss him and he had never shown an inclination to either kiss or touch her. He had always been so distant. As Richard looked over his shoulder he could see Rebekah slowly padding down the hallway. It would be interesting to see what happened next, he thought, as he logged into his email remotely. The copy of the message he had sent Rebekah was there, although worded slightly differently. Richard decided to work his way through the other emails as he waited to see what would happen. After a half hour, Richard's curiosity got the better of him and he closed his email and quietly made his way to Deborah's room, quietly closing the door behind him. Pulling his cell phone out, he used the light to see in the dark as he deftly opened the closet door and sat down. As Richard peered through the hole, he could see Rebekah on the edge of the bed watching the DVD that had been left in the open tray on the TV. Next to Rebekah were the other DVDs and photos that he had Big John leave in the top drawer. Deborah's white smock and yellow hair almost glowed in the black light as Rebekah sat motionless, watching her mother and Martin and various other men engage in every sort of sexual act and perversion imaginable. There was still at least another hour of video to go and Richard wondered if Rebekah would watch the whole thing before coming out of the room. Richard quietly extricated himself from Deborah's room again and then made his way to the car, retrieving his gym bag, in which he had placed some casual clothes to change into, before heading home. When Richard returned he went back into Deborah's room, but made no attempt to be stealthy this time as he turned on the light and closed the door behind him. Richard quickly changed into the sweater, trousers and casual shoes he had packed and then hung the shirt and suit on the wooden coat hanger he had also put in the bag. After stuffing his dress shoes and socks into the bag, he carried it and the hanger with the suit back out to his car. Richard was half way back to the house before he remembered that Deborah's cell phone was in his jacket pocket, so he went back and retrieved it, stuffing it in one of the smaller buttoned pockets on his cargo pants. Returning to the computer, Richard checked his emails again and then logged in remotely to the computer he kept at the office at Edge. Richard moved to the other side of the table so he could keep an eye on the hallway and know when Rebekah was coming. It was nearly five now and as Richard clicked on the camera in Deirdre's playroom he could see that both Deirdre and Lisa were passed out in each others arms. Looks like the girls had been naughty, Richard thought to himself laughing. As Richard rewound the tape, he could see why the two women were so exhausted. They had been REALLY naughty. Richard decided he would have to watch the whole thing later, when he had more time and he could really enjoy it. It also occurred to Richard that it was probably a good thing that they would be busy with Rebekah when he got back, because it would be a couple of days before Deirdre and Lisa's pussies and asses would return to their normal size and provide he or any other normal man with a suitably tight fit. Continuing to surf the cameras, Richard clicked on the camera in the playroom in Arizona, expecting to see Jana and Sophie pleasantly occupied with the boys. Instead, Richard found Jana sitting alone on the edge of the bed talking into the camera lens. "I never would have thought I could do the things I have done in the past several weeks, but strangely it has been liberating. I have never felt so alive, fulfilled in my life. The only drawback is, I was separated from you...." "Who the hell is she talking to?" said Richard under his breath to himself. What was Deirdre up to? Richard switched to the boys' suite back at Edge and the answer quickly became clear. "We'll talk to Deirdre as soon as we see her and ask her to let us come to you or you come here. We want to be with you for real. We've waited way too long... you've waited way to long. We need to be together," said John melodramatically. "What the fuck was going on?" Richard said loud enough to be heard, and then toning down his voice. "Is she out of her fucking mind?" said Richard, under his breath now. What happens when they start comparing notes? This could turn to shit! thought Richard to himself. As Richard's blood pressure continued to rise he heard, then saw, Rebekah coming down the hallway. Richard quickly closed the remote connection to the computer in his office. "Did you get some rest?" asked Richard, already knowing the truth. "No, not much. I guess I'm just too worried," said Rebekah as she walked across the living room in the direction of the front door. "Where are you going?" asked Richard as she neared the front door. "To get my back pack out of the trunk," replied Rebekah. "You'll need the keys," reminded Richard. "Oh, yeah!" said Rebekah, flustered, turning and taking the keys from Richard. As Rebekah headed back toward the front door Richard asked, "Do you have a change of clothes in your back pack?" "No. Why?" asked Rebekah. "Oh, you'll probably want to change. There must have been a wet spot on your bed," said Richard. "There's probably a hole in the roof. It rained the other day. As Richard was talking, Rebekah pulled on her white smock and could see the huge wet spot on the back where she had been sitting, in front of the TV. The Bi-Product Ch. 18 "Yeah, I guess you are right," said Rebekah nervously in a soft voice as her face turned beet red. Clutching her smock close to her, Rebekah rushed through the door to the car. Laughing quietly, Richard thought to himself whimsically that he was a bad influence on Rebekah, letting her watch hardcore porno instead of getting her rest. What was he thinking! As Rebekah rushed back through the door, clutching the back pack in one hand and hiding the back of her smock from Richard with the other, she disappeared down the hallway and then closed the door to her bedroom, the fuck pad, behind her loudly. Richard quietly made his way to Deborah's room and closed the door behind him, using his cell phone again to find his way to the closet. As he peeked through the hole, Rebekah was already pulling her smock over her head, revealing her nubile young body. Rebekah's alabaster body was radiant under the black light. Rebekah pulled the clothes she had stuffed in her back pack out and slipped another smock over her head. Jesus! Thought Richard, didn't she have anything else in her wardrobe? Next, Rebekah stuffed all the DVD's and photos lying on the bed into the back pack as well as the one from the tray in the TV. Sensing Rebekah was about to exit the room, Richard quickly exited the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind him and moving down the hallway toward the bathroom as Rebekah came through the door and bumped into him, quickly closing the door behind her. "What are you doing?" asked Rebekah, excitedly. "I'm just going to wash up before we leave," said Richard, pointing toward the bathroom. "Oh, OK," said Rebekah, trying to calm herself. "I'll be waiting in the dining room." "OK, I'll be right along," said Richard calmly. When Richard got back to the dining room, Rebekah was going through the bills and mail on the table. "It looks like your mother was way behind on her bills," said Richard as he approached. "Yes," said Rebekah. "I never realized what she did...how far behind she was on her bills. She always made it sound like everything was OK." "She really loves you Rebekah. She works really hard to see that you could stay in school and get a good education. She was holding it together really well until your uncle was arrested," said Richard, "and then things just started to come unraveled." "You know what she did then?" asked Rebekah. "Yes. She wasn't proud of it. A lot of women pole dance in men's clubs. It isn't anything to be disgraced about. Some girls, good girls, do it to pay their way through college," said Richard. "I went to college with one of those girls and she was as good and smart and wonderful as anyone you will ever meet." Rebekah realized that Richard didn't know what she was really talking about, but then, she didn't know about the pole dancing either. Rebekah decided it was best to leave it that way. She had the DVDs now and Richard hadn't seen inside the room. It was after six now and Rebekah hurriedly gathered her things together, stuffing her mother's bills and mail into her back pack as Richard packed up her laptop and they made their way to the car for the trip to LA. ---------- Deirdre bolted straight up in bed. How long had she been asleep, she thought to herself, alarmed. As she looked down at herself and Lisa next to her, they were a mess. Deirdre quickly got up and hurried to the adjoining bathroom to shower and dress. Once she was through, she would wake Lisa, after letting her sleep a little longer. Fully dressed now, Deirdre was back in the playroom and kissed Lisa gently on the forehead, gently pinching Lisa's luscious brown nipple waking her. As Lisa looked up at Deirdre smiling contentedly she asked, "How long were we asleep?" "Too long. We need to get a move on. I've already showered, its your turn," said Deirdre. "And then what?" asked Lisa. "Then we're going home," said Deirdre. "After we check in with everyone to make sure nothing went amiss while we were cavorting." "Fine, but where is home for me now?" asked Lisa, seriously. Deirdre had been getting up to go to her office, but Lisa's last question stopped her in her tracks. Now she remembered what had happened with Hank. "We are going home together...to our home," said Deirdre, as she sat back down on the bed and kissed Lisa gently on the lips, softly squeezing her breast and sliding her tongue into Lisa's mouth to give her a long, wet kiss. "Our home?" asked Lisa questioningly. "Our home?" said Deirdre unambiguously. "I want you to be with us, with me. It just feels so right. I haven't felt as close to another woman since..." Deirdre's voice suddenly trailed off. "Since your sister?" said Lisa, not so much a question as a coda to Deirdre's unfinished thought. "Yes," said Deirdre softly, in a low voice. "I understand," said Lisa. "Understand what?" said Deirdre, somewhat defensively. "I understand that you have feelings for me, just like I have feelings for you. I could feel it right away and I sense that you did too," said Lisa forthrightly, laying her cards on the table and risking getting shot down and hurt. Deirdre looked at Lisa long and hard, not saying anything. Finally, tears began to form in Deirdre's eyes and streamed down her cheeks. "Yes, you're right," said Deirdre as she leaned forward again embracing Lisa warmly and pulling her close to her. Finally, Deirdre slowly broke the embrace and kissed Lisa lightly again on the forehead. "Shower!" said Deirdre firmly. Reticent to try and put into words the emotions that were racing through her mind and body. "Shower!" said Lisa affirmatively as she sat up in bed and then moved off toward the bathroom as Deirdre headed in the opposite direction toward the office. As Deirdre sat down at her desk she immediately went to the webcams, to see what the mice had been up to while the cat was napping. The boys were in their suite and they were looking right into the camera from the edge of their bed. Deirdre smiled. Without turning up the volume, she knew who they were talking to. Next Deirdre switched to the webcam in the playroom at the ranch and sure enough, Jana was talking directly into the lens with a broad smile on her face that said mother, rather than sultry temptress. Deirdre thought it odd that mother and sons would be sitting in front of webcams, casually talking to each other stark naked...but that was their brave new world. Pleased, thus far, with how things had gone during her unexpectedly long nap, Deirdre switched to the camera in the suite down the hall from the boys and sure enough, Heather couldn't get enough, and was being well looked after by Maurice and his friends. Deirdre smiled and shook her head. The boys must have gotten their second wind, because they were tuckered out when she and Lisa got through with them. Heather must have run into them in the hallway as they were on their way out and then, she guessed, nature took its course. Deirdre couldn't believe Heather's stamina. She could give Jana a run for her money in that department. As a matter of fact, Deirdre couldn't believe how much alike they were and how much they looked alike. Same body type, similar faced and bone structure, the same beautifully healthy freckled skin that gave them that wholesome girl next door appearance. Thinking about it, Deirdre couldn't believe how much Heather had looked like the old Jane today. As Deirdre continued to ponder the similarities, she began to wonder how Heather would look as the new Jana. Deirdre suddenly remembered that she had made arrangements with Dr. Contreras for a new patient tomorrow. Originally Deirdre had planned on sending Lisa for some work with the good doctor, but she had other plans for Lisa now. Looking up at the screen, Deirdre knew that Heather would be a better candidate for a little pussy tightening after taking on Tom, Maurice and company and the DPing from the boys the last two day. Deirdre made a note to call the good doctor first thing in the morning regarding the change in plans. If all went well, Heather would be transformed into Jana 2.0 by the end of the week, provided she could talk Heather into it. "Good God!" said Lisa as she came through the door from the playroom and looked at the action on Deirdre's monitor. "That girl just can't get enough. I thought we wore those three studs out ourselves." "I thought so too. Apparently not," replied Deirdre. "They look like they are going to be going all night." "Better her than me," said Lisa, amused. "I can barely sit down as it is. I'll be walking bow legged for a couple of days." "Me too," said Deirdre in agreement. "Shame on you for pulling me into that." "Me!" replied Lisa indignantly. "That was your idea of a big surprise...remember?" "Well, they were big, weren't they?" said Deirdre laughing as she switched the computer off and she and Lisa made their way to the parking structure and the car for the ride home...to their home. To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 19 It was dark now as Richard drove back down the desolate road that led to Hesperia and the freeway. Neither he or Rebekah spoke as the car surged through the darkness. Eventually, when Richard rested his right arm on the console between them, Rebekah reach over and clasped his hand tightly, almost unconsciously, as she continued to be lost in her thoughts, looking out the window, with the darkened desert terrain blurring past as they sped through the night. When they got to the freeway, Richard stopped at one of the ubiquitous fast food joints that lined the main highway on both sides of the exits. Richard tried to encourage Rebekah to eat something, but her stomach and mind were both wound too tightly to even think of food. Within a matter of minutes, they were back in the car and making their way up and over the Cajon Pass, on their way back to Encino. It wasn't long before Rebekah began to nod off. Rebekah had Richard's hand again and would occasionally squeeze it a bit tighter. As Richard looked over, he could see that she was sleepy. "Why don't you lower your seat back and try to rest. This could be a long night. The switch is on the side of your seat." After fumbling to find the right switch, Rebekah was eventually able to recline her seat and she quickly fell asleep. After she had been asleep for about 15 minutes, Richard looked over at Rebekah and he could see that although she was sleeping, it was a fitful sleep. Rebekah was moaning and thrashing around in the seat next to him, obviously in the grips of an intense dream. As Rebekah dreamed, she was reliving the images she had seen on the DVD back at her mother's house in the black room, but it was she who was being shackled and ravaged by her uncle and the other men. It was she who was being repeatedly penetrated from the front and behind, and sometimes both at once. It was her that was sucking cock after cock and who had semen dripping out of her mouth and down her face. As Rebekah continued to thrash around in the seat, occasionally lifting her ass in the air, her white smock kept ridding up on her until Richard would see a hint of the hairy blonde bush and wet pinkness between her legs. Rebekah's dream intensified with each passing minute as she crossed over farther into her dream world. Eventually, Rebecca's other hand found her now exposed pussy as she began to stroke herself with her right hand, lifting her ass in the air to meet each thrust of her index finger as it sunk into her moist pink flesh to find her sweet spot. Rebekah continued to grasp Richard's hand, but now more tightly, as the first throes of her orgasm swept over her body, intensifying as she lifted her ass high off the seat to meet her thrusting finger. Richard was surprised that Rebekah never woke from her trance-like dream as she experienced what he thought had to be an intense orgasm. But eventually, the waves of pleasure receded from Rebekah's body and she let go of Richard's hand as she rolled over on her side, facing the window. Rebekah was mostly quiet now, but she would still moan and sigh occasionally as her now bare ass continued to undulate on the seat next to him. Richard could see that Rebekah still had her right middle and index fingers firmly planted in her wet pussy as she continued dreaming about things she had been completely innocent about only hours before when she first entered the black bedroom. The traffic was thin this time of night as Richard whisked through Pasadena and crossed over to the 134. Once they had crossed over the 101, Richard reached over and pulled Rebekah's smock down to cover her ass. As he did, he could see that the seat next to him was sopping wet with Rebekah's juices as was most of the lower part of her white smock. Richard smiled to himself, wondering if she had three of those God awful things to wear. At this point, he thought, she might want to consider wearing panties. But as Richard thought about it some more, he decided that it wasn't worth the trade off of having that fresh young pussy hidden from view. Maneuvering through the constant traffic that always seemed to congest the interchange at the 101, Richard decided he had better get his mind off of young pussy and focus on his driving. They would be home in a few minutes. Richard dialed the house on his cell phone and Lisa answered. "Hello, Richard?" "Yes," said Richard in a low voice, not wanting to wake Rebekah yet. "I'm just about there. Are you both still up?" "Of course," said Lisa smoothly. We are waiting for you. Danielle tells me you are bringing us a house guest." Richard thought intensely for a moment. It wasn't anything that Lisa had said that caught his attention, it was the way she said it, that made Richard's antenna go up. He just couldn't put his finger on it. "Can you put Danielle on the line then?" said Richard finally. "Certainly. Danielle? Richard wants to speak to you," said Lisa as she handed the phone off. "Hi! How did it go?" asked Danielle with intense interest. "Rebekah is with me after all. The school wouldn't relent in their position. Something else has come up as well, but we can discuss it after I get there. Can you make sure the guest room is ready for Rebekah. She is really tired. As a matter of fact, she has been asleep all the way home. Poor thing, she has been having some really intense dreams," said Richard with obviously feigned concern. Danielle got the picture. Richard couldn't say anything he didn't want Rebekah to overhear. "Got it, you can't talk. We'll be ready for you when you get here. Is there anything we need to do?" "Perhaps you could meet us at the car when I pull in and have a robe for Rebekah. All she is wearing is her white smock and I'm sure she will be cold in our chilly evening air. She has been dreaming so intensely, she seems to have broken out in a sweat," said Richard. "OK, I've got the picture. She has been dreaming of sugar plum fairies, hasn't she?" said Danielle laughing softly. "Yes indeed. Big ones," said Richard, trying to keep a straight face and not betray himself with a laugh. "We should be there in five minutes. I'm just at the base of the hill now." ---------- Danielle and Lisa were sitting naked on the couch in the living room, as she leaned over Lisa and put the phone back in the cradle. "We had probably better put something on. I don't think this precious little flower is ready to see us in all our splendor and glory yet." Both women moved off toward the bedroom as Danielle continued to talk, "Richard will be here in five minutes and he wants us to meet him outside with a robe for Rebekah. We had better put one on ourselves," said Danielle as she opened the closet, handing Lisa a lavender colored silk robe and selecting a crimson one for herself. Both robes were full length and highlighted the women's sculpted bodies as they tied the sashes around their trim waists. "If I caught Richard's drift, young Rebekah was having wet dreams all the way here in her sleep. If Richard showed the innocent young thing that video, it's no wonder," said Danielle as she moved to the closet in the bathroom. "You mean the one you showed me when we got home?" asked Lisa. "One and the same," said Danielle as she pulled a full length white terry cloth robe from the closet. "No wonder she was having wet nightmares," said Lisa as she laughed to herself. "That's pretty intense stuff for a girl who has lived her whole life in an all girls Christian school." "We had better get outside," said Danielle as she handed Lisa the white robe for Rebekah. Danielle then turned and grabbed a couple of towels, as they walked back toward the front door. "What are the towels for?" asked Lisa as they neared the front door. "To wipe down the seats. Richard is really picky about his Mercedes," said Danielle. "Maybe we need some air freshener too?" suggested Lisa sarcastically. "I doubt it. Richard would probably market that smell...if he could get it in a can," said Danielle as she smiled back at Lisa. "The little satyr!" Both women laughed as Danielle opened the front door. Richard's car was just pulling up under the porte-cochère as they moved forward to greet him. Danielle could see that Rebekah was still asleep in the front seat, her face hidden by her tangled long curly blonde hair. As Lisa stood next to the passenger door with Rebekah's robe, Danielle moved around the car to greet Richard as he quietly closed the door. They embraced and kissed briefly and them Richard whispered in Danielle's ear. "We've got about two and a half hours until midnight when Rebekah is expecting we will get the next email. In the meantime, why don't you get her as warm and comfortable as you can and get her settled in," said Richard as they broke their embrace and began moving around the car. "She saw the video and it got her all hot and bothered, I take it?" said Danielle. "Yeah, she sat in the dungeon and watched the whole thing." replied Richard, and then took a deep breath. "Listen carefully...as far as she is concerned, her mother has been kidnapped, but you don't know about it yet." "Kidnapped!" said Danielle in surprise. "Damned straight I didn't know about it!" "Yeah," said Richard calmly. "I'll fill you in on the rest of the back story in a little while. But for now, let's get her inside." Danielle was looking intently at Richard now as he moved toward Lisa and the passenger door. What had he done, Danielle thought to herself. What had he gotten them into? Richard placed the towels that Danielle had handed him on the roof above the passenger door. "I hope two towels are enough," said Richard to Lisa as he raised his eyebrow and she smiled back at him. "Why don't you make yourself useful and bring the bags in," said Danielle to Richard curtly as she pushed between him and Lisa and grabbed the handle to the car door. Lisa could sense that something was wrong, but she had the good sense to stay out of it. "Lisa, can you help me with this poor young thing," said Danielle in her softest and most concerned voice as she swung the car door open and the rush of cold air awakened Rebekah from her deep sleep. Lisa breathed a sigh of relief that she apparently wasn't also the subject of Danielle's sudden rath as she stepped back to avoid being hit by the door as it swung open. As Rebekah looked up she saw what she thought were two goddesses standing before her, smiling warmly at her. Was she still dreaming, she thought to herself briefly, before Danielle and Lisa took each of her arms and helped her from the car. Standing up, Rebekah could feel the wet smock clinging to her skin. Oh my God! What have I been doing, thought Rebekah in embarrassment as she turned as crimson as Danielle's robe. "You're shaking my dear and you appear to have a fever," said Danielle as she felt Rebekah's forehead, knowing the real source of Rebekah's sudden increase in body temperature. "Let's get you in this robe," said Lisa as she reached out to grab the other end of the robe that Danielle was wrapping around Rebekah's body. "Poor dear, you must be freezing." Both Danielle and Lisa had their arms firmly around Rebekah now as they led her into the house. Danielle glanced over her shoulder giving Richard an "if looks could kill" stare as he finished emptying the trunk and moved forward to wipe down his precious leather seats as he looked up and made eye contact with Danielle briefly. Richard knew he was in the dog house now. He would have to tread lightly with Danielle for awhile. He couldn't blame her, he had kept her in the dark about most of this because he knew she probably wouldn't go along. He was just going to have to tough it out now and take his lumps. Richard was convinced he was right and when everything turned out as he planned it would take care of itself, he convinced himself. ---------- As Danielle and Lisa walked Rebekah inside and down the hallway to the guestroom Rebekah continued to hang her head in shame at her current condition, letting her long blonde locks hide her red faced embarrassment. Rebekah hoped the two beautiful women who had their arms wrapped tenderly around her hadn't seen her stained smock that showed how sinful she had been in the car as she slept. Rebekah continued to clutch the robe around her as the two kind and beautiful women sat her on the edge of the bed and then sat down on either side of her as they began to stroke her hair, hugging her tightly as she could feel their soft, warm bodies enveloping her for the moment. Danielle and Lisa each kissed Rebekah on the forehead as they continued to stroke her hair and eventually rub her back and arms as they tried to warm her body. "You poor thing," intoned Danielle warmly, "you'll be warm and safe with us." Kissing Rebekah's forehead yet again, Lisa took Rebekah's cold hands in hers and rubbed them between her own. "Everything will be all right...you'll see." Richard was not far behind them as he walked in and put the bags down in the corner, briefly making eye contact with Danielle, whose expression could have froze water. Looking quickly away at Rebekah and then Lisa, and then back at Danielle, Richard noticed for the first time that his two goddesses nipples were rock hard beneath their silk robes. God they are beautiful, Richard thought admiringly, before the harsh reality of Danielle's stare brought him back to reality. "Rebekah, I would like you to meet my wife Danielle and Lisa," said Richard formally. "Danielle and Lisa, this is our guest Rebekah." Rebekah looked up at Lisa from beneath her hair and asked, "Are you Richard's other wife?" Richard and the two women were stunned at the question and momentarily didn't know what to say as they looked at each other. "Yes Rebekah," said Danielle finally and authoritatively. "Lisa is our soul mate. She shares our life and our bed. I take it that is customary in your religious practice?" "Yes," said Rebekah looking Danielle in the eye for the first time. "Not with everyone, but many of my friends at school have more than one mother. Richard is fortunate to have two such beautiful wives." "He is indeed," said Danielle softly, but emphatically, as she gave Richard another killer look. Lisa smiled, seeing the uncomfortable look on Richard's face. "You are so beautiful yourself," said Lisa to Rebekah, trying to chip away at Danielle's quickly forming ice pack. "Why don't you stand up and let us take a look at you?" As Lisa stood, she continued to grasp Rebekah's hands as she pulled her up reluctantly after her. Lisa straightened out Rebekah's robe for her and retied her sash before running her fingers through Rebekah's long curly blonde mane to reveal the angelic face beneath. As Danielle looked into Rebekah's beautiful blue eyes, Richard could see Danielle's own eyes widen in recognition as she quickly turned to meet Richard's gaze. Richard could see the question that loomed in Danielle's eyes as he nodded in affirmation. Yes, this was Jane's daughter. Danielle's icy stare at Richard had disappeared and the beginnings of a smile were starting to appear in the corners of her eyes. Richard noticed it first and then Lisa. Both of them were struck by the incongruity of the smile that was forming in her eyes as tears began to stream down Danielle's cheeks. The emotions of the moment were carrying Danielle away as the reality of what they were about to do to this innocent little flower, Jane's innocent little flower, fully set in and swept across her in a tidal wave of guilt. Danielle, in typical Danielle fashion, got a grip on herself as her mind raced to process this new information. She and Richard would have a lot to talk about, she thought, as she turned back to Richard and raised her eyebrow. All of this had transpired in a fraction of a second, too quickly for Rebekah to notice, as she was still lost in her own thoughts. But Lisa caught the hole exchange and couldn't wait to know what had taken place in that brief exchange of glances. Something was up and she didn't know what it was yet, but she planned on finding out. "Oh, you are just so beautiful," gushed Danielle breaking the silence, "I can't wait to get you back in your mother's arms!" Danielle had Rebekah in a bear hug now as she held her head close to her own. "I promise you, you'll soon be with your mother," whispered Danielle in Rebekah's ear as she rocked back and forth, making eye contact with Richard and once again gracing him with her smile. "OK, boys out," said Danielle, as she released Rebekah from the bear hug. "It is girl time and we have to give this young lady a warm bath so she can rest for awhile." "All right then," said Richard agreeably, "but first each of my wives have to kiss me hello." Both women were staring at Richard with raised eyebrows now as he looked back at them with his impish grin. First Richard stepped forward and took Lisa in his arms as he squeezed her right nipple out of sight of Rebekah. Leaning in to kiss Lisa he quickly gave her a peck on the ear as well and as he did so, Lisa whispered in his ear, "I don't know what got you into the dog house, but you appear to be out again." Richard moved his head to Lisa's other ear and gave it a kiss as he whispered, "I know why. I'll tell you about it later," as he nibbled her earlobe briefly before moving to Danielle. As Richard embraced Danielle he could feel her hand move to his crotch and her fingers begin to pinch the end of his penis hard. They were looking each other directly in the eye unflinchingly as Richard moved in and gave Danielle a passionate wet kiss as the pain shot through the end of his cock. Richard moved his head to kiss Deirdre on the ear as he whispered, "That hurts, my loving wife...or should I say my co-wife." Danielle now bit Richard's earlobe before whispering, "You and I have a lot to talk about. You've been a busy little boy." Richard moved his head and kissed Danielle's other ear, saying, "If you keep pinching me like that it's not going to work. Not that it would matter, given your and Lisa's current condition." Danielle looked Richard in the eye briefly, smiling, before kissing his other ear again. "You've been watching dirty pictures on the internet again. Haven't you, you naughty boy?" Richard bit Danielle's earlobe now, causing her to flinch, "It pays off sometimes. I certainly wouldn't have wanted to miss the touching family reunion that was going on earlier," said Richard as he gave Danielle a sharp pinch on her nipple. As he did, she squeezed the head of his penis harder yet. "Well, just imagine what the next family reunion will look like?" said Danielle as she suddenly released Richard's cock and he her nipple as they both looked at each other in sudden astonishment as they both realized the implications of what she just said. Richard leaned in again and kissed Danielle one final time on the ear and whispered, "We really do have a lot to talk about." "We do indeed," said Danielle as she moved away from Richard's embrace, but continued to look him in the eye. "OK, boys out!" As Rebekah looked on, she was warmed by the obvious affection that Richard and his two wives shared. Rebekah thought to herself that she hoped someday to have a similarly loving family. ---------- Banished by the women, Richard moved to his office, his man cave, to watch the goings on in the guest room. As Richard turned on the computers and monitors he could see that Danielle and Lisa were sitting on the bed with Rebekah between them again as they continued to talk soothingly to her. Danielle had Rebekah's head on her shoulder now as Lisa held each of her hands and they talked. "...and when I went in my old bedroom, it was completely different. It was completely black, with stuff hanging from the ceiling over the bed," said Rebekah, breathlessly. The Bi-Product Ch. 19 "And then what happened?" asked Lisa as she squeezed Rebekah's hands. "There was a big TV on the wall in the room too, with a DVD in the tray and when I pushed it in..." Rebekah's voice trailed off as she began to sob again. Danielle buried Rebekah's head between her breasts as Rebekah wrapped her arms tightly around Danielle, looking for warmth and support. Lisa stroked Rebekah's back and shoulders in an effort to be supportive as well. "...and mom was doing stuff to my uncle and other men and it just went on and on...," said Rebekah in a muffled voice as her head was firmly planted between Danielle's breasts. "...so that is why in the car I had a really bad dream and the stuff, you know, came out of me and got me all wet," said Rebekah finally. "Oh kitten, that's nothing to be ashamed of," said Danielle in a comforting voice. "All women get wet like that when they get really excited. Both Lisa and I do that sometimes to, don't we Lisa?" "Absolutely," said Lisa. "It is just a part of growing into a woman." "Really?" asked Rebekah hopefully. "So I wasn't being evil?" "No, no kitten, it isn't evil. I don't think you are capable of being evil. You are such a fine young woman," said Danielle. "Right," agreed Lisa. "And you're even still a virgin...aren't you?" "Yes, yes of course. I swear I am still a virgin," said Rebekah, suddenly being very serious and defensive. "Well, its hard to believe," said Lisa. "As beautiful as you are." "I swear, I swear it is true!" said Rebekah as she quickly stood up and took off her robe. Danielle was alarmed now. This seemed like really strange behavior. "It's OK dear, we take your word for it. Lisa only meant to compliment your beauty. Didn't you Lisa?" said Danielle. "Yes, yes of course," said Lisa as Rebekah crawled up on the edge of the bed on all fours as the women spoke. Rebekah hitched her smock high up on her body to reveal her bare ass. "What are you doing," asked Danielle, becoming really concerned now, as Rebekah reached back with her hands and spread her ass and pussy wide apart. "I'm a good girl. I'm ready to have you inspect me. I swear I am a virgin," said Rebekah submissively. "Why would I do that?" asked Danielle in astonishment. "You're my new mistress aren't you?" said Rebekah, sounding somewhat confused. "It's your responsibility to make sure I remain good, isn't it?" "Yes, I guess it is," said Danielle finally, as she looked at Lisa and they both raised an eyebrow. "OK then," said Rebekah. "I'm ready." as she thrust her ass up in the air and spread her legs wider apart. "Remove your hands then dear," said Danielle as she looked over to where she knew the camera was hidden and spread Rebekah's pussy wide with her own hands. Danielle knew Richard would be watching. "It looks intact to me," said Danielle as she looked at Rebekah's perfectly formed pussy. "Lisa," said Danielle "Why don't you take a look?" Lisa got down on the floor on her knees and leaned in close to Rebekah's pussy and spread her lips wide apart. "It looks fine to me," said Lisa in agreement. "Rebekah has a beautiful pussy." "I do?" asked Rebekah as she continued to stay on all fours on the edge of the bed, with her smock now almost over head. Danielle and Lisa smiled at each other now. "Of course you do Rebekah. It is an absolutely perfectly unspoiled pussy. You should be very proud of it." "I should?" came the voice from under the white smock. "Of course you should!" said Lisa affirmatively. "Now turn over, please," said Danielle. "We're tired of talking to your backside. Both women laughed and Rebekah joined them as she rolled over and lay back in bed giggling. She was relieved now that both Danielle and Lisa knew that she was truly a virgin and she was especially happy that they thought she had a beautiful pussy. Although she had never heard it called that before, Lilith had always called it her vagina. "All right young lady. Enough foolishness. It's time for your bath and then you need to rest awhile. Lisa, can you help her with her bath while I go speak to the master of the house?" said Danielle, as she turned away from Rebekah and looked into the camera sticking out her tongue. Lisa caught it out of the corner of her eye and laughed to herself. "Come on your virginess, time for your bath," said Lisa as she grabbed Rebekah by the hand and dragged her in the direction of the bathroom. ---------- Richard had watched everything from his high tech man cave and he reached over and took one last swig of the double scotch he had poured to himself to brace himself for Danielle's arrival. As he sat the rocks glass down on the desk he picked up his Cross pen and tapped it making a dinging noise as Danielle came through the door. "Round two," said Richard under his breath. "What?" said Danielle as she crossed the room. "Nothing" said Richard as he turned and smiled at Danielle. "I must have been talking to myself." "OK, first thing. Is she really Jane's daughter?" asked Danielle inquisitorially. "Yes," replied Richard curtly. "Are you sure?" was the next question. "Yes," said Richard firmly. "How do you know?" asked Danielle. "Because her mother, I mean Deborah, admitted it to me," responded Richard with firm conviction. "Has Deborah really been kidnapped?" Danielle probed. "She thinks she has," said Richard trying to parse words and soft pedal the fact. "She thinks she has? In other words...she has!" said Danielle bluntly. "Yes," admitted Richard. "How did she end up with Jane's baby girl?" asked Danielle. "Deborah blackmailed Martin into taking Jane to the motel in Lucerne and then stole the baby after she mid-wifed the birth because she wanted a child of her own and couldn't have one," said Richard in one long stream before he took a breath. "Jane almost died in the process, as you know," said Richard concluding his summation. "Where is Deborah now?" asked Danielle, continuing the inquisition. "She is in a cell at Villarreal's ranch in Baja." replied Richard. "So Villarreal IS right in the middle of your little plot then?" said Danielle in more of a statement of fact than a question. "Essentially," admitted Richard. "So what are you going to do with Deborah when this is all over?" was Danielle's final, and million dollar question. "That's in Villarreal's hands," said Richard quietly. Danielle sat for a long time staring directly in Richard's eyes before she finally spoke. "Fuck her! She stole Jane's baby," concluded Danielle coldly. "I knew you would see it my way," said Richard, thinking we was over the hump. "Fuck you too! You bastard. You've gotten us ass deep with that cocksucker Villarreal now. You've actually kidnapped someone and a fucking narco-sociopath has that to hold over our heads. Agree with you? You're out of your fucking mind!" said Deirdre as she got up and stormed out. Richard tapped his pen against his empty glass and decided to get a refill before round three. ---------- "Wow!" said Rebekah. "I've never seen a bathroom like this. It's huge. and look at that shower and the size of that tub. Two people could take a bath in that." "Three actually," said Lisa smiling. "So, would you rather take a bath or a shower. If you take a bath, it will take awhile to draw the water." "I prefer showers actually," said Rebekah, "because of my long hair." "It is long and beautiful, isn't it?" said Lisa as she ran her hands through the long strands that covered Rebekah's breasts. As she did so, Lisa could feel Rebekah's nipples harden as the back of her fingers glanced across them. Lisa turned around and turned on the water, letting it warm up as she took off her robe and tossed it on the counter. Rebekah's eyes got big as she looked at Lisa's lush body with her huge erect nipples. Rebekah was so fixated on the beautiful jewelry that hung from Lisa's nipples and pussy that she didn't notice that Lisa had slipped the smock off her shoulders and it had fallen to the floor. Lisa stepped forward and embraced Rebekah letting her feel the cold metal of her body jewelry against Rebekah's own hot naked flesh. Lisa kissed Rebekah tenderly on the forehead again and took her hand as they stepped into the warm shower together. "Let me wash your hair for you," said Lisa as they both stepped under the warm water "OK, then can I wash yours?" asked Rebekah. "Sure," said Lisa as she began to rub the shampoo into Rebekah's hair and massage her scalp. As Lisa vigorously massaged the shampoo into Rebekah's head and kneaded the shampoo through her flowing locks, Lisa pulled Rebekah close into her body so their breasts were pushing into one another. Rebekah had her arms around Lisa's waist now to maintain her balance as Lisa washed her hair. Rebekah tried to ignore the tingling feeling between her legs as Lisa continued to wash her hair. When Rebekah's hair was thoroughly drenched in shampoo, Lisa squirted some shampoo in Rebekah's hands. "OK, now it is your turn," said Lisa as she and Rebekah returned smiles. As Rebekah raised her arms high to start shampooing Lisa's hair, Lisa put her hands on Rebekah's waist for support. Lisa gradually shifted her position as Rebekah massaged various parts of Lisa scalp and repositioned her hands first on the top of Rebekah's buttocks and finally steadying herself as she cupped each of Rebekah's breasts in her soft warm hands, clutching them firmly. Once Rebekah was through shampooing Lisa's hair, Lisa stepped back and picked up the bottle of body soap. Squeezing some into each of their hands she said, "now let's wash each others bodies." Rebekah looked directly into Lisa's eyes as Lisa rubbed the soap into Rebekah,s shoulders and arms, before moving to her breasts and then pulling her close as she soaped her back and then her ass. Lisa could tell from Rebekah's breathing that she was becoming increasingly excited. "OK, now me."said Lisa, as she stood back and squirted some more soap on Rebekah's hands. Doing exactly as Lisa had done, Rebekah found herself massaging Lisa's lush breasts before she was pressing hard against Lisa's body massaging the soap into her soft, but firm ass. Lisa was massaging the soap into Rebekah's back now and then her ass as Rebekah did the same. As the two women rubbed the soap into each others bodies Rebekah continued to become more and more aroused. Danielle had instructed Lisa to get Rebekah close to orgasm, but not push her over the edge, at least not yet. Lisa broke the embrace and as she stepped back she could see Rebekah's breasts swell up as she breathed hard. Rebekah had a dreamy look in her eye that Lisa knew was the precursor to lust and she quickly pulled the wand from its cradle and began to rinse Rebekah's body and then her own. The two women dried each other with the soft over-sized towels and then Lisa had Rebekah sit on the stool as she brushed and dried her hair. Rebekah was in a dreamy semi-aroused state as Lisa walked her out to the bedroom and helped her in bed under the soft warm covers. Rebekah fell asleep immediately. ---------- Not wanting to wake Rebekah with the sound of the hair dryer, Lisa closed the guest room door quietly and padded down the hall to the master bedroom. Knocking quietly first, Lisa opened the door and stuck her head in, "may I come in?" "Certainly," said Danielle, who was laying on the bed, still in her robe. Lisa could see that Danielle had been crying and sat down next to her, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. "Is there anything I can do?" "Thank you, but no," said Danielle softly, "I just need to work my way through this. I'm madder than hell at Richard at the moment." "Well, let me know if there is anything I can do," said Lisa as she stroked Danielle's hand. "In the meantime, I'm going to go dry my hair, if that is all right." "Of course, and thank you for taking care of Rebekah," said Danielle earnestly. "Believe me, it was a pleasure. She is such a sweet and innocent little thing. Were we ever like that?" asked Lisa. Danielle looked up into Lisa's eyes tenderly, looking for meaning or understanding or both, "Honestly, it has been so long, I can't remember," said Danielle as she rolled over and curled up on the bed, the tears rolling from her eyes. ---------- Richard could hear the hair dryer from the bathroom and surmised it was Lisa. Sitting down on the bed next to Danielle, Richard stroked her hair and let his hand caress her arm and forearm before taking her hand in his. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. I never should have gone ahead with this plan without talking to you first. We're partners, in every sense of the word, and I was wrong. Please forgive me," said Richard earnestly. "Oh Richard, I'm just so fearful, frightened of that man. He just makes the hair stand up on the back of my head. I just get such bad vibes off of him. I'd never want to be alone with him. He just frightens me with what he might be capable of," sobbed Danielle as she sat up and put her head on Richard's shoulder. "Please promise me we will be through with him as soon as we can." "Yes, I promise," said Richard as he held Danielle tightly. "I promise." "Oh, excuse me," said Lisa as she came out of the bathroom to fetch her robe off the the chair next to the door. "That's ok, please stay," said Danielle as she patted the bed next to her, inviting Lisa to come over and sit. "I guess I have been bad too," said Danielle in an apologetic voice, "I have invited Lisa to live with us, to share our bed, without asking you. Is that all right with you," asked Danielle as she looked in Richard's eyes, hoping he would say yes. Richard reached out and grabbed Lisa's hand as he continued to hold Danielle in his arms. "I knew last night that we would be continuing to share our bed with Lisa. I could tell from the way the two of you made love. You weren't just fucking each other...you were making actual love. So yes, of course. How lucky could a man be to share his bed, and life, with two goddesses like you." Lisa scooted over and Richard took both women in his arms as they exchanged kisses back and forth. "OK, before we get carried away here, it is almost midnight. We'll have to continue this later," said Richard definitively. "OK!" said the two women smiling, as they kissed him on each cheek. "Well, I guess we weren't lying to Rebekah after all," said Richard as he got up and took the women's hands inviting them to get up too. "You really are both my wives now, aren't you?" "Yes!" was both women's immediate response as they stepped into Richard's grasp as he pulled them tightly to his body, kissing each of them passionately, and the women each other one last time. "OK, lets get some work done," said Richard. "Can you girls go in and wake Rebekah up and turn on the laptop on the desk please?" "Of course," said Lisa as she and Danielle headed toward the door, grabbing a white silk gown from the closet which matched their own. "I'll be right along," said Richard as he headed toward his private office. ---------- As Richard entered his office he could see Danielle and Lisa on the monitor as they sat on the edge of the bed next to Rebekah, gently stroking her arms and encouraging her to wake up. Richard looked at the time on the computer and it was 11:54. Richard double checked the four emails he had composed and had left in the drafts folder in Deborah's email account. The first one he would send from his smart phone right before he opened the door to walk into Rebekah's room and the other three would be sent shortly thereafter from the room itself, using the smart phone again. Looking up at the monitor, Richard could see that Danielle had the laptop on and was logging into his email remotely. Rebekah was sitting in the chair in front of the laptop in the white silk robe that Danielle had selected for her and Lisa was holding her hand as she knelt next to her on the floor. Although he couldn't see it in the monitor, Richard knew that Rebekah's hands were shaking. Heading across the hall toward the guest room, Richard double checked his smart phone to make sure all sound was turned off. As he opened the door, he hit the send key on the first email and walked in, raising the smart phone to his ear as though we were talking. "Look, I have to go right now, but if you have any further word, please call me back or text me. Thank you so much." "Sorry to be so late, but the bank manager just got back to me. He had been across the border in San Diego all day. He said he would overnight me a copy of the surveillance video tomorrow. According to him, Deborah, your mom..." said Richard as he put his hand on Rebekah's shoulder, "...had taken everything from your uncle's safe deposit box and was leaving the bank when she was abducted. He said..." "Here it is. Here it is." said Rebekah, interrupting Richard. Rebekah began to get up, but Richard pressed his hand on her shoulder. "No that's ok. You stay there. Just go ahead and click on the email. We can all read it," said Richard. "Do you have our money yet? Is the daughter with you?" asked the email. "Danielle, you're right there, can you type a response for me please? Type: Not yet. Working on it. Please give us more time. Yes she is here." "But I don't have $500,000!" cried Rebekah. "I know Rebekah," said Richard calmly as he squeezed her shoulder, "but if we tell them we don't have the money, God knows what they will do to your mother. Trust me on this. I'm just trying to buy us some time so we can figure something out." "Should I send it?" asked Danielle, looking at Rebekah. Rebekah shook her head yes and Danielle clicked the mouse on the send button. "Don't try to stall us. We know you have the money," was the reply as Richard sent the second email from the smart phone he had hidden from Rebekah, behind the chair. "Type: Please, we need more time," said Richard. Danielle typed the message in and looked at Rebekah, who shook her head yes as Danielle hit the send button again. Everyone waited for a response, but none was forthcoming. As Rebekah sat in the chair waiting and waiting for a response she began to cry openly. Rebekah continued to hold Lisa's hand and could feel her grasping it even more tightly. Lisa raised Rebekah's hand to her mouth and sofly kissed it in support. Lisa wasn't acting, she was anguished at what they were putting the poor girl through. It just seemed so cruel, Lisa thought, and she was part of it. Lisa began to cry herself as she continued to hold and kiss Rebekah's hand. Danielle too, was crying now. Like Lisa, she was overwhelmed with a sense of guilt at what they were putting this little child through. How had she ever let Richard talk her into this. It wouldn't bring her sister back. Their revenge wasn't worth destroying an innocent. Richard looked at Lisa and then Danielle and wondered if they were putting on an academy award performance. He suspected not. Richard decided he had better send the final email from his smart phone before both women got cold feet and everything unraveled. Pressing the button, the final email took almost a minute to appear on the screen because of the size of the attached video file. "Do you want me to open it kitten," said Danielle softly as she looked into Rebekah's reddening eyes. "Yes, please," was Rebekah's whimpering response. As the email flashed on the screen Rebekah looked at Lisa and then Danielle, not knowing what to do. Rebekah read the email one more time slowly: "We have time, you have time, we can wait and so can you, but how long can your mother wait? Watch the video and decide for yourself. We will contact you again in three days." Rebekah reached forward with her trembling hand and took the mouse from Danielle. As she clicked on the video it took several seconds for it to load and begin playing. At the point where Deborah's clothes were being ripped away from her shackled body Rebekah began to cry, "No! No! No!" over and over again. When Rebekah could hear the lashes and her mother's screams as her ass twitched and convulsed with each stroke of the whip, she too, screamed just as load as she buried her head deep between Lisa's breasts. The Bi-Product Ch. 19 Both women were glaring at Richard now. How could he be so cruel. Richard kept mouthing the words "IT'S NOT FOR REAL!" to them, but they were unfazed. Real or not, it was cruel what he was putting Rebekah through. As the camera finally zoomed in on the cum dripping from Deborah's pussy and ass, Danielle grabbed the mouse from Rebekah and shut the video down, closing the link to Richard's email. "That's enough," said Danielle as she glared at Richard once again. Rebekah was crying hysterically now as Lisa and Danielle helped her to her feet and helped her to the bed on her now wobbly legs. "What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" Rebekah kept repeating to herself as she crossed the room. "Lisa, put her to bed and stay with her. I'll go to the kitchen and get her some of my special herb tea. It should help settle her down," said Danielle. "Rebekah, get into bed and Lisa will stay with you. I'll be right back and we will stay with you. OK?" continued Danielle. Rebekah slowly nodded her head as Lisa joined her in bed and pulled Rebekah's head between her breasts and stroked her hair as she continued to sob, uncontrollably. Danielle turned and mouthed the word "OUT" to Richard as she made her way to the door. Richard followed close behind closing the door behind him, and as he did, he heard and felt a sharp crack across his face as Danielle slapped him as hard as she could. "You heartless bastard! I never expected this. How could you be so cruel to this young girl...to Jane's daughter. What the hell were you thinking?" seethed Danielle in a low voice. "Well just how much different is this from what we did to her mother? Give me a break. What's the difference. You were willing to manipulate and gang rape Jane to get what we wanted. Please tell me, what is the difference? And the beating Deborah took in the video wasn't even real. They were hitting the fucking wall with the whip, for Christ's sake. Those welts were their already from her three stooges boyfriends from the night before, for which she was paid very well, I might add. It was just stagecraft goddammit!" said Richard as Danielle began to walk away and Richard grabbed her arm. Danielle pulled her arm away and said, "Get your hands off me. I need to get something to calm that poor little girl down." "Well, think about this then, the sooner you and Lisa can get her to do what we want, the sooner she will know that she has the money to rescue her mother. So think about that while you are mothering her tonight! If you want to do her a favor, use your considerable persuasive skills to get her to do what we want, what we have planned. At this point that is the humane thing to do, unless, of course, you want to land us all in jail!" said Richard adamantly as he stormed away. God damn him, Danielle thought. He was right, of course. They couldn't turn back now. Not unless she wanted to risk everyone going to jail. She would just have to tough it out. Richard, you bastard, Danielle thought, you have painted us into a corner. ---------- As Danielle quietly opened the door to Rebekah's room she could still hear Rebekah sobbing, but much more quietly now. That was a good sign, Danielle thought to herself as she watched Lisa holding Rebekah's head between her breasts as she alternately stroked her hair and cheek. Danielle had switched the overhead light out and the computer screen was the only light that lit the room. Placing the cup of warm tea on the nightstand next to the bed, Danielle crawled under the covers next to Rebekah and leaned forward kissing her on the cheek and then the ear as she ran her hand up and down Rebekah's thigh, trying to soothe her. "I have brought you some herb tea. It will settle your nerves and help you sleep. Come on, sit up and try to drink some. You'll feel better." As Lisa and Danielle propped Rebekah up between them, Danielle retrieved the cup of tea from the nightstand and handed it to Rebekah. Both women kissed Rebekah on the forehead and cheeks between Rebekah's sips of tea and massaged her arms as they tried to settle her down. Once Rebekah was through with the tea, Danielle placed the cup on the nightstand and both women helped Rebekah scoot down in bed beneath the covers as they lay very close to her with their breasts spilling out from their open gowns as their hard nipples pressed into Rebekah's flesh through the thin silk robe. Within minutes Danielle's drug cocktail had sent Rebekah into a deep sleep. "How long will she be out," asked Lisa softly as they quietly got out of bed. "For a few hours," whispered Danielle as they crossed the room to the door. "I think we need to go talk to Richard. I was really kind of hard on him, not that he didn't deserve it." ---------- Richard was at his desk in his private office, nursing his third double Scotch as Danielle and Lisa quietly walked in. He had been watching them on the monitor and saw them coming. As they crossed the room, Richard picked up his pen and loudly clicked it against his glass of Scotch. "What was that for?" asked Lisa. "Just a nervous tick," answered Richard, wary of what was to come. Was round three going to be a double-team, Richard wondered to himself. "We need to talk," said Danielle. "First of all, I'm sorry I slapped you. That was uncalled for. You've never struck me and I have no right to strike you. So I am sorry...Truly sorry" "You had every reason to. I deserved it. As I've been sitting here hoping you would come back over, I reviewed the video and the feed from the room as well, and you're right, I never should have put that poor girl through that. It was just wrong," confessed Richard, looking for absolution from his goddesses as he looked at them searching for forgiveness in their expressions. "Look, there is good news in this," said Lisa, hoping to get things back on track, as both Richard and Danielle looked at her wondering what she was driving at. "The good news is that as harsh as what we just did was, there is no way that Rebekah won't be putty in our hands from now on and do exactly what we want her to. It's obvious she will be willing to to anything...anything...to save her mother," concluded Lisa. "We shouldn't have to resort to any more of this mental torture to get her to go along. From now on it should all be downhill." "I agree," said Richard. "The worst is over." "Yes, you're probably both right," said Danielle, relenting. "It's better to push her to where we want her all at once, than turn it into Chinese water torture. OK, I guess we're all agreed. Let's move on." "So what's next?" asked Lisa. Danielle and Richard looked at each other, each looking for inspiration. Richard was first to speak. "Was that cocktail you gave her the same as the one you used on her mother? "Yes," answered Danielle. "Didn't that make her feel as though she had dreamed whatever happened to her while she was under the influence of the drug?" asked Richard. "Yes," said Danielle again. "Well then?" said Richard. "Oh yeah!" said Danielle. "Duh!" "Duh what?" asked Lisa. "Come on, work with me. What am I missing here?" "It would appear that I will be slumbering alone tonight," said Richard professorially, "and you ladies will be inserting yourselves into a real live wet dream, introducing young Rebekah to the many pleasures of female fellowship." "Oh, OK, I'm up for that," said Lisa as she wrapped her arm around Danielle's waist and pecked her on the lips. "That sounds like pleasant duty and besides...I've never eaten virgin pussy before." "Glad we could accommodate you," said Danielle as she returned Lisa's peck on the lips before they both headed toward the door. "Night, night Richard," said Lisa on the way out. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," teased Danielle. "No worries about that," lamented Richard. "I'm the lone ranger tonight. "See you in the morning Kimosabe," said Lisa as both women laughed as they closed the door behind them. Richard took a deep breath and decided not to stick around and watch the action in the guest room. He knew it would only give him a really bad case of blue balls. Besides, he could watch the replay later, hopefully with two of the star participants. Turning off the screen and finishing the last few drops of Scotch, Richard picked up the pen and clicked it against the glass one last time as he shook his head. How do you suddenly find yourself with two beautiful wives...and end up sleeping alone? Richard turned the overhead light off in his office and locked the door behind him as he padded off to bed...alone. ---------- Lisa withdrew her tongue from Rebekah's beautifully tight virgin ass and sat up, wiping the sweat from her forehead as Danielle rolled Rebekah over on her back, as she and Rebekah continued to suck and lick each others pussies. Rebekah was in the throes of yet another orgasm as Danielle kissed her tight little pink pussy one last time and sat up herself, also drenched in sweat from their exertions of the last three hours. Wiping her forehead with the edge of the quilt, Danielle turned to Lisa and said, "Let's get a couple of warm wash clothes and wipe her body down and clean her up as much as possible. The effects of the drug are going to begin to wear off soon, and when they do, her memories will no longer feel like dreams." Both women headed to the bathroom and retrieved the clothes before returning to the bedroom where Rebekah lay naked now, with her finger firmly tucked between her legs as she continued to get herself off, yet again. Another energizer bunny, thought Danielle to herself. After cleaning Rebekah up as much as possible, they sat her up and put the robe back on her and then laid her back in bed, pulling the covers up to her chin before quietly leaving the room. ---------- "I've never had virgin pussy before," said Lisa as they made there way to the master bedroom. "How about you?" "Once," said Danielle in a melancholy sort of voice. "A very long time ago." Of course, thought Lisa to herself. Damn! Now she felt stupid for even asking. Lisa reached out and grabbed Danielle's hand. "I'm sorry, of course you have. I didn't mean to dredge up old memories." Danielle stopped and turned to Lisa. "It's all right, they are pleasant memories. Let's hope Rebekah's are as pleasant for her, when she wakes up in the morning." "So, do you think we ought to take pity on Richard or get some sleep ourselves?" asked Lisa with a lewd grin on her face. "Well, he did look like lost puppy when we left him. You know, I did give him a pretty good tongue lashing earlier. Maybe we could give him the other kind of tongue lashing before we go to sleep," suggested Danielle. "Going down on the Lone Ranger, now that's another first," said Lisa as she pecked Danielle on the cheek and opened the door to the master bedroom. Playfully pinching Lisa on the ass as they went through the door, Danielle whispered in Lisa's ear, "High Ho Silver!" To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 20 After getting his unexpected wake up call from the girls, Richard had a hard time getting back to sleep, although Danielle and Lisa had no problem at all. Once they had each finished him off once, they were both out like a light, wrapped in each others arms. Richard decided to adjourn to his man cave and at least take a peek at the goings on earlier in Rebekah's room. Judging from the eau de sex that the girls were giving off, Richard concludes that Rebekah had an extremely lively wet dream. Turning on the monitor, Richard was surprised that Rebekah was no longer asleep in bed, but sitting at the computer. Richard switched the other monitor on, the one that mirrored what was on Rebekah's computer, and he could see that she was watching one of the other DVDs that he had Big John leave in the drawer under the TV in Deborah's Dungeon, along with the still photos, for her to find. As Richard surveyed the scene, Rebekah appeared to be on the third DVD, judging from the action on screen and the fact that there were two jewel cases sitting on the desk with an open one on top and a separate stack of seven on the opposite side of the desk. As Rebekah remained fixated on the screen, Richard could watch her through the camera on the front of her laptop. The look was unmistakable. Rebekah had the dreamy, half open eyed look of someone who was very aroused and as she sat back in the chair he could see her gown fall open, revealing her firm young breasts with their pencil sharp nipples, confirming her complete state of arousal. Richard returned his attention to the web cam, which gave him a wider view of the room, and he could see that Rebekah had both her hands between her legs now as she lifted her ass off the chair as her orgasm grabbed hold of her. Although the speakers were turned down very low, he could still hear her cum hard as her body convulsed in the desk chair and her moans and grunts spilled out of the speakers. WELL, thought Richard, things seemed to be progressing rather nicely. Richard sat and watched Rebekah as she alternately was repulsed, fascinated, disgusted and aroused by her mother's sex tapes, playing with her pussy and nipples as she seemed to be in an almost constant state of arousal. When the third DVD finished, Rebekah immediately replaced it with the next. After another twenty minutes, Richard decided to leave Rebekah to her mom's oldies but goodies DVDs and return to bed. Richard was sure he would rest easier now, knowing that his young ingenue was hard at work immersing herself in her home study crash course in Kinky Sex 101. Richard returned to bed and deftly inserted himself between his two princesses and quickly fell asleep again. ---------- As Heather woke up she reached out and noticed that she was alone. Maurice and his friends must have left while she was asleep. As she sat up Heather flinched. Damn, she thought, was her ass sore! Heather smiled to herself briefly, as she remembered that she had thought Tom was big, but nothing had prepared her for those three studs, and not all at once! Heather made a mental note that she was going to avoid sitting down as much as possible today. Looking at herself in the mirror opposite the bed, she was an absolute mess. She looked like she had been ridden hard and put away wet, as her father used to say. Heather headed to the shower and as she did, she looked outside. It was just getting light. After showering and drying her hair, Heather walked down to the cafeteria through the deserted hallways. It was still very early and no one had arrived yet. After fixing some coffee and helping herself to some yogurt, Heather headed back upstairs. She decided to check in on the boys. At first she hadn't liked them, but after yesterday afternoon on the TV with their mother, she was becoming kind of fond of them. As Heather opened the door and walked into the boys' room she could see that they were still asleep, curled up on opposite sides of the large bed, still naked as she was. Heather picked up the quilt from the bottom of the bed and threw it over the boys to keep them warm. It occurred to her as she covered them that after just a couple of days, she was completely unselfconscious about her own nudity. As she sat on the edge of the bed she heard a voice, seemingly coming from nowhere, "Well, good morning. Did you have a pleasant night? You seemed to be walking a little gingerly." Heather spun around surprised at the voice coming from nowhere and smiled when she realized it was coming from the large TV monitor on the wall. It was Jana and she was reclining on the bed, her gorgeous body drenched in the flickering candles that surrounded her mirrored walls. "I'm sorry, you startled me. You've been sitting there admiring your beautiful sons, haven't you?" "Yes," said Jana. "It has been weeks since I had seen them and I missed them so much. George hooked us up when we were all through yesterday afternoon, so we could talk and catch up. They finally just fell asleep about an hour ago, but I've been sitting here watching them sleep, just like I used to do when they were small." "Well, they're certainly not small any more, are they?" said Heather laughing softly. "I hope you get to be with them soon," said Heather seriously now. "Your boys really love you." "Thank you," replied Jana before she probed further. "Did they say something?" "They didn't have to," said Heather, stopping to think for a moment. "I had already been with them more than once, before yesterday afternoon, but then when I was pretending to be you, there was a difference." "Difference, what difference?" Jana asked as Heather sparked her curiosity as they both casually lounged on their respective beds. "Before they were fucking me...and quit well I might add," replied Heather thoughtfully, after considering the question for awhile. "But when I was dressed and made up to look like you, they were making love to me. Slowly, passionately and with feeling. I envy you when you're finally able to be with them. I guarantee you that they are going to make love to you, like you've never been made love to before...by anyone." As Heather continued to look at Jana through the screen for a very long time, she could see that Jana's finger was now in her pussy and she was squeezing her thighs together very tightly. "I get hot just thinking about it too," said Heather finally as they continued to gaze into each others eyes through the cameras and screens. "I do too...as you can see," said Jana as she spread her legs wider now and slowly let both her index and middle fingers disappeared into her wet and aching pussy. "I'm just about ready to cum," said Jana eventually as she started to take deeper breathes and her breasts heaved as Heather watched her on the large screen, "how...how about you?" "Yes," said Heather in a lower, husky voice as she too approached orgasm as she consciously tried to mirror Jana's moves and eventually thrust her own fingers into her pussy, gradually approaching orgasm as she spread her legs wider and lifted her ass off the bed to meet her thrusting fingers. "Yes, I'm going to cum, cum hard, oh God, cum with me, cum with me, Oh god Jana, cum with me..." "Yes, yes, oh God yes, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," cried Jana as both women climaxed together, each of them finally falling back on their beds giggling. "I feel like a school girl at a sleepover," said Heather, still giggling. "I guess I led a sheltered existence," said Jana laughing softly, "I never had any sleepovers like that." "You know," said Heather after she caught her breathe, "I got a text message from Deirdre earlier tonight. It looks like I'm going to be joining you tomorrow, well actually, later today really." "Oh, good! I'm really looking forward to meeting you. You were so beautiful when you were making love to my boys." said Jana genuinely enthusiastic and then pausing. "I can't wait to return the favor." "If you are anything like your boys," said Heather seriously, "I can't wait!" There was a long pause as the women looked at each other seriously and took each other's measure. "I'm glad we had a chance to chat," said Jana. "I can't wait to see you this afternoon." "Me too!" said Heather, sensing that Jana wanted some more quiet time to simply watch her boys sleep innocently before the day's events intruded on their few remaining moments of solitude. "I'd better be going before I wake the boys up." said Heather. "After the last couple of days, I'm sure they can use some rest. Bye now!" "Until this afternoon then," said Jana, appreciatively, as Heather disappeared off the edge of the large screen, right before Jana heard the door close. ---------- Danielle was the first to wake. As she lifted her head from Richard's shoulder, she could see the look of contentment on both Richard's and Lisa's faces. This is how it should be, thought Danielle. This is how it had been before Martin sent she and Richard's lives careening in a different direction. This is how it could be in the future, if Richard's impetuousness didn't send them all to prison, or worse. Heading to the bathroom, Danielle decided to shower and spend some time on the computer before waking Richard and Lisa. Once she had showered and dried her hair, Danielle put on her silk robe and decided to quickly look in on Rebekah to make sure she was still fast asleep, after the rough day she had yesterday. As Danielle opened the door she was surprised to see Rebekah sitting at the computer. Her feet were on the edge of the computer desk and she was rocked back in the desk chair with her legs spread wide apart and she was in the throes of an orgasm, her white silk robe laying in a heap on the floor. "Good morning," said Danielle with just a hint of sarcasm as Rebekah bolted into an upright position and quickly switched off the laptop and shut the lid, almost in one motion. Spinning her head to face Danielle, Rebekah was turning a vivid shade of red. "Oh, good morning," said Rebekah nervously. "I...I was just checking my email." "That didn't look like email to me," said Danielle in amusement. "Let's see what you have there." Danielle was moving quickly across the room now as Rebekah scrambled to collect the DVD jewel cases and stuff them back in her back pack. "What are these?" asked Danielle as she snatched the last three from Rebekah's hands before she could hid them away. "What are they Rebekah?" asked Danielle a little more forcefully this time. "They are my mother's," said Rebekah as she looked down at the floor, trying not to make eye contact. "And what's on them?" asked Danielle. "That didn't exactly look like your typical home movies." "Please Danielle, don't make me show you," said Rebekah crying. "All right Rebekah," said Danielle in a somewhat more soothing voice. "But you need to tell me what is on them. That looked like porn to me and a young lady like you shouldn't be watching porn." Rebekah looked up at Danielle, tears in her eyes, distraught and ashamed now, from a night of agitated arousal and relentless orgasms that left her emotionally spent and physically exhausted. "They weren't porn. I would never watch porn. They were of my mother...she was doing things, like I told you before. She was doing things with my uncle and other men, lots of other men....Oh please, Danielle, don't make me tell you any more. Please don't ask to watch them. I'm too ashamed. I...I just had to watch them to be sure," implored Rebekah. Danielle was kneeling next to Rebekah now, stroking her hair and her cheek as she held her hand. "Sure of what Rebekah?" "That my mother was a harlot, a whore!" cried Rebekah. "And now I know I am too, or will be soon." "But why do you say that Rebekah? You're a good girl. You're not that way." said Danielle trying to console Rebekah. "Your mother sent you to a good school. She never intended for you to have to do what she did. She didn't want that." "But I am. I am!" wailed Rebekah loudly. "Look at me! I'm naked and I've been sitting here doing stuff to myself all night long...and before that I had dreams, really bad...I mean really...I don't know what I mean...I...I was dreaming of you and Lisa and we were doing things to each other and they were nasty and...and...oh Danielle, they felt so good, but they were nasty and wrong. Oh Danielle, I'm just a whore like my mom!" "Oh kitten, no!" consoled Danielle. "You're not a whore. You are a good girl. And even good girls have feelings, urges, that's natural." "But my mother did stuff, lots of stuff with men. Lots of men," cried Rebekah. "But that doesn't make her a bad person. Especially if she did it for you, so you could have a good life...a better life. Don't you see?" said Danielle, trying to console Rebekah and not have her judge Deborah too harshly, at least not yet. "But she did all that stuff with all those men. Doesn't that make her a bad person?" asked Rebekah seriously as she paused for a moment. "Doesn't that make me a bad person because...because it made me...made me do stuff to myself? Make me do the things that Head Mistress Lilith told me were sinful and wrong!" Danielle thought for a long time before responding. "Rebekah...do you think I am a bad person?" asked Danielle calmly. "No, of course not," said Rebekah as she struggled to regain her composure. "Do you think Lisa is a bad person? Danielle asked next. "No, no, you are both so kind and beautiful," said Rebekah as earnestly as possible. "Well...we both have sex with lots of other people too, not just Richard...and we do it in front of a camera. So do you think we are bad now? Do you think we are whores?" asked Danielle, seriously. "But do men pay you for it?" asked Rebekah, struggling to understand. "No, not exactly, not like your mother. But we do it for money. Men and women pay to watch us have sex with other people, in movies and on the internet. It's not exactly the same as your mother, but it is similar," said Danielle hoping that Rebekah could understand the distinction. All this talk of sex had Rebekah both excited and exhausted after a night of ceaseless arousal and orgasms. Rebekah was tired and confused and didn't know what to think. At the moment, all Rebekah knew was that Danielle and Lisa had been very good to her and made her feel safe and loved. And she needed them since she didn't know what would happen to her or her mother. After a long silence, as Rebekah gathered her thoughts, she finally asked Danielle, "Does doing that stuff make you feel dirty, make you feel bad or ashamed?" "No Rebekah. Sex is just a part of life. It's only bad or dirty if someone makes you do it when you don't want to or makes you do things you don't want to. It doesn't have to be like what you saw on your mother's videos. It can be erotic and exciting and that is why people pay to watch Lisa and I have sex with men, and each other, and other women. Do you understand?" asked Danielle. "I don't know. Maybe. I think so," said Rebekah still confused. "Look! Open the laptop and turn it back on," said Danielle, thinking see saw a golden opportunity here. Once the laptop was turned on again, Danielle navigated to Edge's website. "This is our website. This is where people go to watch...AND PAY...to watch us and the people who work for us have sex." As the website appeared on the screen, Danielle clicked on the video from a few days before when she and Sophie and Jana were having one of their sessions before she left Arizona. Danielle entered her user name and password and the video loaded immediately. "OK, watch this for a few minutes and let me know if you think it is dirty. OK?" asked Danielle. "In the meantime, I'm going to go get a cup of coffee and come back. Would you like one?" "Yes please...with sugar please?" said Rebekah as she stared into the screen wide eyed as Danielle and Jana and Sophie passionately made love to one another on the screen. Rebekah was so enthralled she didn't even notice that Danielle had left the room until she returned with their coffee. "So, does that look dirty and disgusting to you? Do we look like whores?" asked Danielle pointedly. "No," said Rebekah softly, as her state of renewed arousal was apparent in her voice. "You look beautiful. You look as though you love each other." "Well," said Danielle, "that's is because in this case, we do. Very much. I feel very close to these two women. They mean a great deal to me." "Like Lisa?" asked Rebekah, completely without guile. "No," said Danielle softly, "not like Lisa. That's different. Much different." "You love Lisa like Richard then?" asked Rebekah, trying to understand. Danielle had to pause and ponder that question carefully. "I honestly don't know Rebekah. Maybe. It...it is just too soon to tell," said Danielle thoughtfully. "We've only been together, she and I and Richard, for a very short time. But I hope so." "Do you make a lot of money doing this...I mean having sex and stuff in front of the camera?" asked Rebekah earnestly. "Yes," said Danielle, suspecting, and hoping, she knew where this was going. "That is why we can afford this big house, the nice cars and these beautiful clothes." Danielle picked Rebekah's silk robe up off the floor and helped her stand as she slipped her back into it, tying the sash snugly in front before kissing Rebekah on the forehead, as Rebekah started to sit back down. "Wait!" said Danielle as she went to the bathroom and returned with a towel, wiping the large puddle of Rebekah's juices from the leather cushion as Rebekah stood there embarrassed once again. "It's OK kitten, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. We all get wet and aroused. Here look..." said Danielle as she took Rebekah's hand and placed it between her legs. As Danielle cupped Rebekah's hand in her own, she pressed Rebekah's hand between her legs so Rebekah could feel how wet she was. "See I'm wet too, just like you." Rebekah was both stunned and excited as she let her fingers linger in Danielle's moist pussy before slowly pulling her hand away and looking up into Danielle's eyes. "Do you think I could make a lot of money doing this too?" asked Rebekah meekly, not sure of herself. "You're a beautiful young woman, so perhaps," said Danielle noncommittally. "But you are too young. You have to be eighteen to do what we do." "But I'll be eighteen next week! Do you think I can make enough money to save my mom?" asked Rebekah hopefully as the words just spilled out of her mouth. "What the kidnappers are asking for is a lot of money. It would take a long time to make that much, unless it was something very special. Sometimes when we do big events online we make a lot of money very quickly, almost overnight," said Danielle, not wanting to sound as thought she were leading Rebekah on, even though she was. "But that is beside the point, because there is no way Richard or I would let you do that. You need to go to college like you and your mom planned. There is no reason for you to do what your mother and Lisa and I do for a living. Your mother wouldn't want that" "But Danielle, I need to save her...I need to save my mom! I don't see any another way. Do you? Really, do you?" asked Rebekah, pleading. Danielle waited for a long time, letting Rebekah's own words sink into her head, trying to give her a chance to reconsider what she was asking. Looking Rebekah right in the eye, Danielle now asked, "Are you sure this is something that you want to do? Are you sure this is something you CAN do?" asked Danielle very seriously. "Understand...the only way this would make you as much money as you need would be for it to be a very special event. And if we scheduled such an event on the internet, there would be no turning back." The Bi-Product Ch. 20 Danielle continued in a grave and serious voice, "Once it was being promoted and the we started selling the event online and rented the bandwidth and scheduled the cameramen and other crew and hired the other actors...listen to me carefully now Rebekah...the other actors, the people you would be having sex with...do you understand...the people you would be having sex with...there would be no turning back. You have to be sure you are up for this. Do you understand?" "I think so," said Rebekah meekly. "Either you can or you can't. There is no such thing as 'I think so'...do you understand?" said Danielle more forcefully now. "Yes I understand. Yes I can do it. I can do anything I have to, to save my mom!" said Rebekah forcefully and convincingly. "OK then," said Danielle sounding solemn now. "I'll talk to Richard and see what he says. He is your guardian until you are eighteen. If he says no, then it is no. Understand?" "Yes Danielle, but please try to convince him!" said Rebekah pleadingly. "OK, but one last thing," said Danielle. "I'm going to put on the video of our last big event for you to watch. It has been edited down to just a couple of hours, but it actually went on for 24 hours straight, understand...24 hours straight! Watch this completely...I want you to see what you might be in for. What would be required of you, if you do this. OK?" "Yes," said Rebekah, looking Danielle directly in the eyes as a smile and a look of fear crossed her face. "After you have watched it, you can still back out if you want to. But once the wheels are set in motion, there is no turning back. Do you understand?" asked Danielle firmly. "Yes, Yes completely!" said Rebekah bravely as Danielle stroked her hair and kissed her cheek, as she got up from beside Rebekah. Before leaving the room, Danielle began the tape of her real mother's ordeal in the black circus tent, just a few weeks ago. ---------- Danielle had a bittersweet smile on her face as she closed the door behind her. Once again she had used her considerable skills and power of persuasion to manipulate a young woman into performing for her. But this time it felt different, it was the innocent daughter of someone she knew, someone she had grown to care for, someone she had already manipulated and connived into doing things the woman never would have done herself. As Danielle slowly walked back down the hallway to let Richard and Lisa know about their quick and apparent success, she was conflicted. Was destroying the man who had ripped she and Richard's life apart, who had taken her sister from them forever, worth potentially ruining two other, innocent lives. Danielle was no longer sure. Danielle opened the master bedroom door and both Richard and Lisa were already awake as Lisa gave Richard his second wake up call. Letting her robe fall to the floor, Danielle joined them in bed, kissing Richard long and passionately as she still felt guilty about slapping him the night before. "You'll never guess what I caught Rebekah doing?" said Danielle teasing. "Watching dirty movies and masturbating," was Richard's ho-hum response, as Lisa interrupted Richard's wake up call to look up and listen to the conversation. "How did you know, you sly bastard!" said Danielle, somewhat impressed. "Well, it's not like I'm clairvoyant or anything...I couldn't get to sleep after my earlier wake up call...and by the way this beats the hell out of an alarm clock..." said Richard, stroking Lisa's face, "...so I went to my office because my curiosity was killing me about what the two of you had done with Rebekah last night to return to bed just reeking of sex...not that I don't love the smell." "And?" asked Lisa, as she licked the head of Richard's now engorged cock. "And she was on the computer watching the DVDs she squirreled away in her back pack before we came back from Deborah's. Needless to say, she was rather intently involved as I tuned in," concluded Richard. "What time was that?" asked Danielle. "It must have been 2:30 or 3:00," replied Richard. "Jesus, then the poor thing was up all night," said Danielle. "She was still hard at it when I went to her room at 5:30. She had her feet up on the desk and was having one hell of a party all by herself." "Did you call her on it?" asked Richard. "Yeah," said Danielle. "I got her to own up to what she was doing and talk about it frankly. We had a long talk...and to make a long story short...SHE HAS AGREED TO DO IT! As a matter of fact, I didn't have to manipulate her very much. She pretty much came to the decision herself." "That's amazing," said Richard enthused. "I wasn't looking forward to having to put the screws to her again, like we did last night. It was just so painful, watching her anguish." "Well now, that sounds like it calls for a celebration," said Lisa energetically, as she straddled Richard's cock, grabbing it with her right hand as she made it disappear into her pussy. Lisa was leaning forward now as her other hand drew Danielle's face to hers as she engaged her in a long warm kiss. Richard reached out and stroked Danielle's backside as he encouraged her to straddle his face. Within moments, both women were rocking their pussies back and forth on Richard's cock and tongue and wrapping their arms around each other as they drove their own tongues down each others throats. They were all completely consumed with passion now as the pressure of manipulating, persuading or subtly torturing poor little Rebekah was no longer on the table. As they all surrendered to their desires, they knew they would all be late for work this morning, but then, their major objective already seemed to take care of itself. As they filled each others needs again and again, they re-explored every possible combination of lovemaking that a menage could offer. They had lost track of time as they brought each other to orgasm after orgasm as they celebrated their success. It wasn't until Danielle rolled off of Richard's cock to catch her breath as he continued to kiss Lisa passionately and fingered her pussy that Danielle saw Rebekah standing there. "Hello kitten!" said Danielle somewhat startled. "How long have you been standing there?" "For a little while. I didn't want to interrupt you until you...I...I finished the movie and I wanted to tell you right away," said Rebekah nervously as she struggled to know what to say. "So, you watched the whole movie?" asked Danielle very deliberately. "Yes," said Rebekah in a trembling voice as she couldn't take her eyes off of Richard's re-energizing cock, as Lisa stroked it with her left hand. Lisa had her head on Richard's shoulder now as she watched and listened to Rebekah speak. "So what have you decided?" asked Lisa, her curiosity exploding. "What did Richard say?" asked Rebekah, looking at Danielle. "Is that really what you want Rebekah?" asked Richard, finally speaking himself. "Are you really ready to do this? You're a virgin. You've never been with a man before." Danielle had reached out and taken Rebekah's hand and she had moved to sit on the edge of the bed next to Danielle and Richard as Rebekah continued to be fascinated by Richard's growing penis as Lisa stroked him to full erection. "Yes," said Rebekah as she looked into Danielle's eyes. "If you can teach me what to do." As Rebekah uttered these last words she slipped the silk robe from her shoulders and let it drop to the bed. Reaching out with her quivering right hand she timidly grabbed Richard's cock. As she did so, Lisa placed her hand over Rebekah's and guided it up and down Richard as his penis pulsed in the young girl's soft hand. Danielle was leaning forward now, kissing Rebekah softly on the lips as she softly kneaded her left nipple. Kissing Rebekah on the ear gently, Danielle whispered, "watch me closely and do what I do," as she wrapped her arm around Rebekah and drew her head down toward Richard's cock as she took it in her own mouth and sucked it briefly a few inches into her mouth before licking it from top to bottom. Rebekah's head was right next to Danielle's now, just inches from Richard's cock. "OK, now you," said Danielle as Rebekah tentatively leaned forward and took Richard's cock into her mouth as her body began to tremble like a leaf. "That's right kitten. Lick it and suck it. Keep stroking it with your hand. Each time you take it in your mouth, try to go deeper. Deeper until you can feel it going down your throat," said Danielle softly as she continued to lick and kiss Rebekah's ear, tugging on her nipple harder as she did so. "That's right kitten. Take it deeper, deeper. You're going to have a hard time breathing at first as you take it all the way down your throat, so don't be frightened," said Danielle in encouragement. "Eventually you'll adjust your breathing and it will be OK. Good, good kitten. You're almost all the way there." Rebekah was making whining noises now as she struggled to swallow the massive cock. But she refused to stop. She had to prove to them all that she could do it. And besides, she was on fire with excitement at finally having a cock in her mouth, able to feel and taste the salty juice that was dripping from the end. Lisa had shifted lower in the bed next to Richard and was sucking and licking Rebekah's other breast now as she gently fingered Rebekah's clit with her thumb and index finger. Danielle was kissing Rebekah's neck now, first one side and then the other as her tits flopped across Rebekah's back. Danielle continued to knead Rebekah's other nipple as she massaged her ass with her other hand, eventually sucking her index finger into her mouth to lubricate it before driving it into Rebekah's virgin ass. Rebekah was squealing and moaning now as she took Richard's cock all the way down her throat. Lisa and Danielle's fingers inside her were quickly driving her toward an orgasm as her squeals and moans made her mouth vibrate around Richard's swollen cock. Rebekah's body was undulating as the orgasm began to wash across her as her nubile young body quivered and her pert youthful breasts swelled as her breathing became labored. As Rebekah moaned even more loudly, her orgasm swelled inside her and it was just too much for Richard as Rebekah could feel his cock begin to pulse inside her mouth. Never having sucked cock before, Rebekah was unprepared for the massive waves of cum that filled her throat and mouth as she choked, unable to breath. Startled, Rebekah pulled her head away from Richard's cock as loads of cum continued to spurt all over her face and hair. Choking on the cum that filled her mouth and throat it began to dribble down both sided of Rebekah's mouth as she struggled to catch her breath. Sitting upright now, Rebekah was breathing hard and looking straight at Richard as he smiled at her approvingly. "Thank you Rebekah. That was truly amazing for only your first time. You did really, really well. Don't you think so ladies?" "Yes," said Danielle approvingly as she kissed Rebekah's eyes, licking the stinging cum away. "That was wonderful," said Lisa, as she licked the cum from the left side of Rebekah's face and Danielle did the same from the other side. Both women took turns kissing Rebekah passionately and driving their tongues deep into her mouth, as they licked the rest of the cum from the corners of her lips and her chin. Both women were holding Rebekah tightly as she could feel their breasts and body jewelry pressed against her red hot skin. Rebekah collapsed, exhausted with her head on Richard's chest as her young breasts enveloped Richard's still pulsing cock. Danielle and Lisa joined Rebekah with their heads on Richard's chest as they continued to kiss Rebekah, all the while stroking and massaging her back and ass with their hands. As Rebekah lay there exhausted, but contented, she had a dreamy look in her eyes as she gazed at Danielle intently. "Can your husband...can Richard be inside me?" begged Rebekah, as she continued to be consumed by the burning lust she had never known until yesterday. Danielle smiled at Rebekah sweetly and stroked her hair softly as she leaned forward and kissed Rebekah's ear yet again. "Not yet precious, but soon," said Danielle as she continued to kiss and lick Rebekah's ear. "You'll have to wait for your birthday and then I'll wrap it up for you....along with all your many, many other presents!" To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 21 Danielle and Lisa eventually rolled Rebekah off of Richard so he could get up and finally get to the office. The ladies decided to give Rebekah a little more of the special female attention they had given her last night, but this time, they knew she would remember every minute of their tongues, fingers and lips that were about to drive her to one frenzied orgasm after another. When they were through with her, they knew Rebekah would forever crave the attention that only another women could provide her. For the next 45 minutes Rebekah never stopped cumming. Rebekah had one explosive orgasm after another until she passed out, completely overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught of Danielle and Lisa's tongues and lips on her swollen clit. As Rebekah lay between Danielle and Lisa they smiled at each other. "I think she will remember that," said Lisa smiling. "I'm surprised you can still talk. My tongue is about ready to fall off," said Danielle, still panting from the exertion. "Can you stay with our little princess today? I really don't think it would be a good idea to leave her here alone." "Sure, at this point I could use some actual rest," said Lisa trying to catch her own breath. "You and Richard haven't given me much rest since I met you. Not that I'm complaining, of course," said Lisa as she reached across Rebekah's body and stroked Danielle wet pussy with her index finger. "Let's talk in the shower," said Danielle, motioning with her head toward the bathroom, "and let our angel sleep." As the women padded off toward the bathroom, Danielle pinched Lisa on the ass. "You had better get some rest today girl, because you won't be getting any tonight." "Well, that will give me something to look forward to, won't it?" said Lisa coyly. "Yes it will," said Danielle as she grabbed a hand full of Lisa's lovely soft ass, playfully squeezing it. "All kidding aside, I have a hunch our little princess is going to sleep most of the day. She was up all night watching her mother's, I mean Deborah's, dirty movies. You should be able to get plenty of rest." "You and Richard keep making that distinction, qualifying your remark when you refer to Deborah as Rebekah's mother. It is almost as though you think she isn't. Is she?" asked Lisa with great curiosity. Looking Lisa straight in the eye now, Danielle responded," It is a long story, but no...she isn't. She is Jana's daughter, but neither of them know it and we want to keep it that way, at least for now. Jana thinks Rebekah died in childbirth." "So, she's the boys' sister?" asked Lisa, incredulously. "Yes," said Danielle. "Well, that should be some family reunion," said Lisa, sarcastically. "Trust me, it will be, and very soon. Believe me, it is going to be a real Kodak moment," said Danielle, smiling wickedly. "But back to the task at hand..." "If she wakes up, is there anything you want me to do?" asked Lisa, interrupting, as they climbed in the shower together. "If she wakes up, just talk to her. Let her talk to you about anything she wants. Try to get a sense of what she is thinking," said Danielle. "Reassure her that Richard is at the office doing what he can for her mother. And if she gets frisky, well you know what to do!" said Danielle smiling. "OK then, what time will you be home?" asked Lisa. "I should be home early. I just need to get Heather off to the airport and take care of some other housekeeping stuff at the office," said Danielle. "If you get a chance, and the opportunity presents itself, take Rebekah back on to our website and watch some more videos with her. Focus on Jana. I don't want her becoming fixated on you or me. I made that mistake with Jana myself and I don't want to repeat it. I have a hunch, if you watch some of the video together, she is going to have a lot of questions. The higher we can get her sexual I.Q. before her birthday, the better she is going to do on screen." "Will do," said Lisa as she and Danielle shampooed each others hair and then washed each others bodies, before rinsing; and and drying each other and then drying and styling each others hair and doing each others makeup, which all seemed to be coming a ritual for the two women. Eventually they headed to the kitchen for some breakfast before Danielle took off to the office. ---------- Last night had been the first in some time Sophie didn't spend wrapped in Jana's arms as they made love to the point of exhaustion. Not that Sophie lacked attention though, as the boys constantly filled her with their hard and needy cocks. Sophie was enjoying her new body. The boys were far more attentive to her now than they had been before, and she liked the attention. Sophie was up first and quickly showered before she heading off to the playroom to check in on Jana, who was sound asleep as she peeked in on her. By the time Sophie got to the kitchen, the boys had already showered and they walked in at the same time, sitting and breakfasting together while Jana continuing to sleep. Sophie had stopped by the conference room on the way to breakfast and backed up and watched part of the tape from the camera in the playroom from last night, so she knew now that Jana had been up virtually all night. Sophie decided to let her sleep until lunch time and then they could resume their schedule, particularly in the workout room on the pole with the boys. Sophie decided to spend the morning at the pool with the boys. She was particularly looking forward to having Todd's magic hands kneading every muscle in her body. ---------- Richard drove straight into the office, relieved that everything had worked out so easily. He felt lucky that Rebekah had been so easy to handle, especially given Danielle and Lisa's reaction to his ham-handed, but ultimately effective ploy, for pushing her into submitting her virgin body to them on camera. As Richard walked briskly through the waiting room he was feeling really good about life. Things were on track and they were nearing the finish line after their two years of intensive planning and scheming. Richard's hubris was short lived, the bold headline at the top of the morning newspaper on the coffee table in the waiting room caught his attention. Richard grabbed the front section of the newspaper and took it with him to his office. "Messages are on your desk, I'll bring you coffee," was Ms. Ames greeting as Richard strode into his office as he smiled weakly and nodded to his assistant. As Richard sat down at his desk and read the headline more closely and the accompanying store a grimace darkened his face. What had Big John done, Richard asked himself. It was on the front page of the goddamn newspaper! It was above the fucking fold! "RAGING REVEREND REEKS HAVOC ON WOULD BE RAPISTS!" was the bold headline, as the story followed: "What are being described as would be rapists were apprehended by Los Angeles county sheriffs deputies in a remote unincorporated area of Lancaster yesterday afternoon after receiving an anonymous phone tip from one of the presumed assailants cell phone. Arriving at the scene, deputies found a distraught woman who was apparently the target of the assault waiting for them, with the three suspected assailants hogtied with zip ties on the ground, naked except for their denim gang style vests. Deputies were guided to the scene by the plumes of black smoke billowing from the suspected assailants burning van. According to the victim, a masked preacher seemingly sprang from nowhere wielding a shotgun and subdued the suspected assailants before having the female victim bind the men with zip ties. The masked preacher eventually assaulted the three suspects with a shovel, severely injuring them, before disappearing. A subsequent search of the area for the masked preacher was unsuccessful, but did result in the sheriff's deputies locating a freshly dug grave, which they surmise the suspects intended for their victim. The three suspects were eventually transported to the local hospital for treatment of their injuries and remain under guard. A hospital spokesmen said each of the suspects sustained fractured jaws, elbows and knees in the assault by the preacher and were in traction under heavy sedation. The potential victim was treated for scratches and lacerations she sustained in the assault and was subsequently released from the hospital. In the initial police report, the victim described her rescue as a miracle, an act of God, and wanted to express her gratitude to the man who she referred to as "The Reverend" for saving her. She described the man as being very tall and big framed, wearing a black hood and a clerical collar." Although the story continued on the interior pages, Richard put the newspaper down and dialed Big John. Richard suspected he would get a fuller version of the story directly from the horse's mouth, or the reverend's mouth, as the case may be. The photo accompanying the story, showing the three sorry assholes being rolled off on gurneys at the scene, identified them by name, so there was no doubt in Richard's mind which servant of God had been wielding the shovel. As Ms. Ames arrived with Richard's coffee she could hear him on the phone, shouting. "What the fuck were you thinking! Jesus H. Christ, I specifically told you not to go nuclear. What part of that didn't you understand!" shouted Richard as Ms. Ames sat his coffee down on the desk and beat a hasty retreat, not having to be told to shut the door on the way out. "They were going to kill that girl...fuck 'em!" offered Big John in self defense. "Couldn't you have just left them tied up?" pleaded Richard in exasperation. "My blood was up! They were going to torture and murder that poor little black girl!" said Big John in consternation. Richard paused for a moment now. That was a bit of information that wasn't in the story. She was a black girl. Now it was clear to Richard why Big John had gone off the reservation. He saw his wife in the young black women. Richard revised his estimate of the situation. Those three sorry sonsofbitches were lucky Big John hadn't killed them. "OK," said Richard, "it is water under the bridge now. But steer clear of Lancaster for awhile. We can't afford for you to be recognized. This fucking story isn't going to go away any time soon and you're going to have reporters snooping around. This is the kind of shit the media eats up. This story has legs and will get a lot of ink and air time, so keep your fucking head down. Please!" concluded Richard in continued exasperation as he hung up. ---------- It was late when Deirdre arrived at the office. The entire complex was a hive of activity as she peeked into the various studios to see what was going on and then rode the elevator to the third floor. First, Deirdre peeked into the boys' room and discovered that they were still asleep. She decided to leave them that way for now. Next, Deirdre decided to check in on Heather, and if she was awake, she would fill her in on her itinerary for the day and discuss her plans for her. She was going to have to sell her on the plastic surgery, although, if push came to shove, her contract was very clear on that subject, but Deirdre much preferred persuasion. As Deirdre peeked into Heather's suite she didn't see her, but she could hear someone in the bathroom. When Deirdre walked into the bathroom she could see that Heather had just finished doing her hair and was putting on her makeup. As Heather looked up, Deirdre smiled to herself. This might be easier than she thought, Heather had styled her hair like Jane's from the previous day and was making herself up in the same fashion as well. "Good morning my dear," said Deirdre warmly. "I just wanted to stop by and personally congratulate you for your performance yesterday. You did a truly remarkable job...just like a pro." "Why thank you, thank you very much," said Heather pleased with the praise. "I didn't get to talk to you last night before I left. It appeared you were quit busy at the time," said Deirdre smiling. "Yeah," said Heather smiling sheepishly, "I did have kind of a full dance card." "Very full," said Deirdre still smiling, "as far as I could see." "I'm paying for it today. I'm not looking forward to sitting on the airplane for hours this afternoon, not in my current condition," confided Heather. "It will feel better in a couple of days," said Deirdre, knowingly. "I had a long chat with Jana earlier this morning. I'm really looking forward to meeting her," offered Heather. "Did you. When?" asked Deirdre. "I stopped by the boys' room right about dawn to check in on them and Jana startled me when I heard her voice coming from the TV," said Heather. "She had been up with the boys most of the night on the closed circuit, catching up." "I'm pleased to hear that," said Deirdre warmly. "It felt good to let Jana reunite with the boys." "When I left, she was still sitting there watching them sleep. Typical mother, huh?" said Heather. "Well, not exactly," said Deirdre laughing sardonically. "When you are through, can you join me in my office? I need to go over some stuff with you, before you leave for the airport. OK?" "Sure," said Heather. "Half an hour OK?" "Perfect," said Deirdre as she headed for the door. "See you then." ---------- Richard was busy on the phones. He decided to dive into the cases he had been neglecting to distract himself from his concerns about the can of worms that Big John may have opened. He was relieved that he had a couple of days before he would have to don his kidnapper hat again with Rebekah. Hopefully, in a week this would all be over and Rebekah would be reunited with her mother...her real mother! As for Deborah, she and Martin were long overdue for their days of reckoning. As Richard looked down, the light was buzzing on his phone. It was his assistant and a lady named Lilith was calling for him. What could she want, Richard asked himself, as he picked up the phone. "Good morning Lilith, it is so nice to hear from you. This is an unexpected pleasure," said Richard warmly. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your call?" "Oh, nothing in particular," said Lilith blithely, in what could only be described as a sultry voice, certainly not the voice of a head mistress. "I just wanted to check in and see how dear Rebekah was doing and to ask you to tell her that her friends are missing her." "How nice," said Richard, wondering what her real motive might be. "I'm sure Rebekah will be pleased to hear that." "Have you enrolled her in school yet?" asked Lilith. "I'd hate to see her fall behind." "Actually, we decided not to enroll her in any of the local schools," said Richard as he continued to wonder what Lilith was really up to. "We were concerned that it would be too much of a cultural shock....Instead, we have decided to home school her in the meantime, until her mother's situation resolves itself." "Well, how kind of you. That certainly can't be inexpensive," said Lilith. "Actually, it worked out quit well. Rebekah's tutor will be staying with us as well, in exchange for her room and board. She was a real find. She and Rebekah really hit it off and she is very gifted," said Richard smiling to himself. "You'd be surprised how much she and my wife have already been able to teach Rebekah. As a matter of fact, they started early this morning before I left the house." "That is encouraging, isn't it?" said Lilith, trying to sound enthused. "Yes, that girl has a real head on her shoulders. She got down to business right away," said Richard smiling wickedly to himself at the double meaning. "I'm so please," exuded Lilith, who paused for a moment, "But I also wanted to talk to you personally. As I indicated to you yesterday, we have offered Rebekah a scholarship for the rest of the year, if she agrees to go on mission for us, and I just wanted to let you know, and perhaps you could discuss this with her mother as well, that we would be willing to forgive the room and board and tuition that is already owed, if Rebekah were to accept this offer." "I see," said Richard noncommittally. "I know Rebekah would be disappointed if she had to put college off for awhile," continued Lilith, "but as adults, we have to look out for her overall best interest. Don't you think?" "You're absolutely right," said Richard, wondering just what was so special about these damn missions. Lilith didn't strike him as someone who was imbued with missionary zeal. Although, he thought to himself wickedly, he would certainly like to see her in the missionary position! "When Rebekah's mother returns I'll discuss your generous offer with her. I'm sure she would be relieved to know that Rebekah has such a good option available to her." "Why thank you Richard. That is most kind of you. Please give my best to Rebekah and remember to tell her that Bilhan and Hagar send their love too," said Lilith as she hung up. Bilhan and Hagar, Richard thought to himself, who the hell names themselves or their kids names like that. That's a odd bunch at that school, Richard continued to reflect. And Lilith, what kind of a last name was 'Slaaf-Handelen' he had never heard of anyone with that last name before. They were strange birds, Richard thought as he shook his head and went back to work on the phones. ---------- As Deirdre walked into her office, her assistant handed her a pair of car keys. "Here," said Melisent, "the gentleman who was here yesterday, I believe his name was Hank, dropped these off and said they were the spare keys for Lisa's car. He said he dropped a bunch of stuff for her off in the car too. He asked me to give these to you or Lisa when you got in." "Thank you, Melisent," said Deirdre, smiling unconvincingly. "I'll give them to Lisa this evening. She won't be in today. Heather will be along in a little while. Go ahead and send her right in. I'm just going to be on the phone. As Deirdre opened the door to her office she remembered, "Are Heather's airline reservations all set?" "Yes," said Melisent, "She'll be flying out at two." "Great. See if Tom can drive her to the airport. I'm sure they'll want to bid each other a fond farewell," instructed Deirdre as she closed the door, smiling to herself. The first thing Deirdre decided to take care of was to call Contreras and let him know about the change in plans. He would be doing more than tightening a pussy in a few days. He would be redoing Heather completely. After watching Heather yesterday, Deirdre had an epiphany...her plan was now to take advantage of the uncanny similarity between Heather and Jana and have Dr. Contreras work his magic and turn Heather into Jana 2.0., as she was calling it. Deirdre had been concerned for some time that their personal appearance schedule for Jana was too aggressive and that it would be difficult for one person to hold up under the strain and stress of all the traveling, not to mention the physical exertion and mental fatigue that would be involved. And if Jana got sick, everything would fall like a house of cards. By having Contreras craft a second Jana, they could split up the schedule and give both women an opportunity to rest occasionally. Perhaps, thought Deirdre, they might even be able to add some dates and increase the revenue. If she were able to get Heather comfortable with the idea, things would go much smoother and she knew that Heather would probably just naturally be more game for some of the exotic things they were envisioning. Deirdre was just concluding her call with Dr. Contreras as Heather came through the door. "Oh, doctor, Heather just walked in. Let me put you on speaker phone and introduce you. Heather, this is Dr. Contreras on the phone. He is at the ranch and he will be performing your cosmetic surgery. He'll be tightening you up in places that you just stretched out very recently," continued Deirdre as she raised her eyebrow smiling, "and firming up your backside and enhancing your breasts, as we discussed." The Bi-Product Ch. 21 "Hello doctor. Nice to talk to you. I'm looking forward to it. I'm so excited," said Heather enthusiastically. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well," said Contreras politely. "I'll look forward to meeting you in the flesh, so to speak, tomorrow." "All right doc," said Deirdre with a note of finality, "I don't want to hold you up, so let me say goodbye for now and I'll fill Heather in on what we have discussed. Bye!" said Deirdre as she hung up. Heather had walked over to the couch and picked up a small cushion that she placed in the bottom of the chair as she sat across the desk from Deirdre, hoping she wouldn't notice. "Well then," said Deirdre with enthusiasm, "are you excited? Are you looking forward to seeing the new you?" "Yes, yes of course," said Heather with genuine excitement. "I've always wanted to have larger, firmer breasts...and what women wouldn't want to shave a little off the other end!" "I'm glad you're looking forward to it," said Deirdre. "You've done so well in such a short time. I can't tell you how impressed I have been with your performance thus far. You just seem to be a natural." "Well thank you," said Heather, pleased with the accolades. I honestly am just doing what comes natural...and enjoying every minute of it." "You were very impressive yesterday. Both as a sexual athlete and as an actress. Everyone was impressed with the way you transformed yourself into Jane," said Deirdre, laying it on thick. "I really enjoyed that," said Heather. "I can tell," said Deirdre, getting ready to sink the hook. "I see you have made yourself up to look like Jane again." "Yes, I kind of liked the look," said Heather. "What do you think?" "I thought you looked beautiful before and you look beautiful now," said Deirdre truthfully, but continuing to feed more line into the water. "That's very kind. I have a hard time seeing that myself, when I'm around such stunning beauties as Lisa and yourself...and Jana." "Do you feel comfortable looking like Jane and playing Jane?" asked Deirdre. "Yes. In a way it is liberating, being someone else. You don't have to worry about what you think or what you would do. You just do what they would do," said Heather rather philosophically. "That's an interesting idea. I've never thought of it quit that way," said Deirdre pausing before she tried to sink the hook. "You've obviously enjoyed looking like and playing Jane...How would you like to look like and BE Jana?" Heather just sat there for a moment, trying to make sure she understood what Deirdre was suggesting, that she had heard her right. "Look and be Jana. What exactly do you mean?" asked Heather cautiously. "I'm asking if you would like to become a second Jana," said Deirdre calmly. "To look just like her and to be just like her and to do the same things and share the same celebrity that she will soon be experiencing when she goes on tour." "Let me make sure I understand your precisely, you want to perform plastic surgery on me and make me look exactly like her, right?" asked Heather nervously. "Yes, as Dr. Contreras put it, you would become Jana version 2.0," said Deirdre. "That's not the way I would put it. Honestly, when I watched you yesterday, I was thinking you could have easily been Jane's twin sister," said Deirdre trying to close the deal. "The question is...would you like to be Jana's twin sister?" Heather paused for a long time and Deirdre decided to say nothing, to let Heather work her way through this in her own mind. Finally, Heather looked up at Deirdre and said, "Jana is so beautiful. And I would be beautiful like that too?" "Just exactly," said Deirdre confidently. "What would I have to do?" asked Heather. "Everything that Jana does. But the good news is, it isn't anything you haven't done already and done well, and enjoyed, I might add. It would just be a lot more often and with many more partners," said Deirdre. "You would be traveling a lot and potentially seeing much of the world. You'd be staying in the best hotels and eating in the finest restaurants. And everyone would recognize you, wherever you traveled. You would be a celebrity." "This is a big step. Honestly, I wasn't prepared for this when I walked in here this morning, said Heather earnestly. "I thought I was going to make a couple of porn movies and get my tits done. So pardon me if I am a bit overwhelmed." "That's OK, take your time," said Deirdre warmly. "To be honest, until I saw you playing Jane...being Jane, yesterday, I hadn't even considered the idea of you becoming another Jana." "How does Jana feel about it?" asked Heather, almost out of the blue. Shit! Thought Deirdre. She hadn't thought of that. As her mind raced, she realized suddenly that she might have to finesse this idea with Jana too. Deirdre's mind raced even faster and she finally thought she had the answer. "I haven't discussed it with Jana yet, I wanted it to be a surprise. But I'm sure she will be pleased. After all, she won't have to bear the arduous burden of doing the entire tour herself and it will afford her the opportunity to spend more time with her boys, now that they can be together again." "I think you're right," said Heather. "Jana would like to be able to spend more time with her boys. Who knows, maybe we could even spend some time with them together." You horny bitch! Thought Deirdre to herself in amusement. You are even one step ahead of me on that one. That will be a real Kodak moment too, thought Deirdre. Twins on twins, it's downright cinematic! "So," said Deirdre pausing, "Are you in Heather?" "You mean am I in Jana!" said Jana 2.0 smiling. "I'm so happy to hear you are on board. Let's walk downstairs and celebrate with a cup of coffee. What do you think?" said Deirdre as she stood. And remember, I want to surprise Jana, so not a word about this when you get to the ranch. OK?" "Absolutely," said the newest Jana as she stood and took the cushion she had been sitting on and tossed it back on the couch. As she did, she saw another cushion land right next to it. The newest Jana turned and looked at Deirdre with a bemused smile and a raised eyebrow. "You were the previous appointment then?" asked the new Jana, not needing an answer. "Lisa was the appointment, I was collateral damage," said Deirdre smiling as they both rubbed there sore asses and walked out the door to the cafeteria. ---------- "Wake up sleepy head," said Sophie as she squeezed Jana's bicep, trying to wake her up. "Come on, it's already lunchtime. I let you sleep as long as I could." "Lunchtime? What time is it?" said Jana groggily as she struggled to wake up. "It's a little after twelve and the boys and I are getting hungry," said Sophie. "Why don't you take a shower and join us. Then you can get a little sun before it's time to start working with the boys in the exercise room." "Will you shower with me?" asked Jana. "Of course, sweetie," said Sophie as she leaned over and kissed Jana, knowing that Jana had more in mind than soap and shampoo. ---------- Lisa has spent the better part of the morning out by the pool, soaking up some rays while she could. She was under strict orders from Deirdre, Danielle, damn this was confusing, Lisa thought, she was under strict orders from her co-wife, yes that was better, to keep the lily white Rebekah away from the sun. Danielle, her co-wife Lisa reminded herself, was convinced that Rebekah would look that much more virginal for the camera if she retained her lily white complexion. And co-wife was probably right, Lisa told herself. Looking at her smart phone, Lisa could see it was a little after noon. She decided it was time to check in on Rebekah again and see if she was still sleeping. As Lisa quietly opened the door, she could see Rebekah on her side with her back to her, stretching as though she were starting to wake up. Walking around the bed, Lisa now saw something completely different. Rebekah wasn't doing her morning stretches at all, but had her middle and index fingers firmly inside her pussy as she started to cum letting out a huge moan. Rebekah's eyes were closed and Lisa had been very quiet, so Rebekah was startled when Lisa sat down on the edge of the bed and gave her a sharp slap on the ass as she was in the final throes of what had to be her 100th orgasm of the last 24 hours. "Rise and shine cupcake," said Lisa as Rebekah was jolted awake by the slap and the tingly warm pain emanating from her backside. "Time to get up. It is lunchtime and I'm hungry." "Good morning," said Rebekah, smiling sweetly at Lisa. "Where is everyone?" "Danielle and Richard have gone to work, and Beatrice is in the kitchen fixing us some lunch. So in the shower with you. Pronto!" said Lisa with girlish good humor. "Will you take a shower with me?" asked Rebekah. "And wash and style my hair? I want to be pretty for later." Shower huh? Thought Lisa. Something told Lisa that wasn't the only hair she would have her fingers in, in a minute. And later huh? I wonder what this little sex kitten had in mind for 'later'. "Sure cupcake," said Lisa as she leaned over and kissed Rebekah on the lips. "Oh good," said Rebekah excitedly. "After all, we have to get Richard out of your hair," said Lisa as they walked to the bathroom. "At least until later," added Lisa as she pinched Rebekah on the ass." Lisa had to laugh at the stunning shade of red Rebekah turned at the last comment, her lily white body blushing a bright crimson red from head to toe. ---------- Back in her office now, Deirdre quickly began checking off items on her "to do" list. About half way down the list was "Jana and Boys." Deirdre spent some time watching and fast-forwarding through Jana's lengthy conversation with her sons, looking for some insight into their state of minds. Deirdre was surprised how open they were with each other, with all of them completely unselfconscious about their nudity in front of each other on screen. She was also intrigued about their frank discussion about the sex acts they had performed in front of each other and with other people previously. But the message that was loud and clear from all three of them was that they wanted to be with each other...they missed each other, not to mention the fact that all three of them desperately wanted to live out their deepest fantasies with each other. Deirdre resolved to take care of that. She owed that to Jana, in addition to the fact that it could work to her own advantage as well Deirdre made a note to have Jana's boys start learning the routine that Todd and Paul had developed for their road show with Jana. Deirdre suspected that Lisa could be some help here and if not, she could stand in occasionally, until their mother arrived. Quickly recognizing the opportunity to create a bit of synergy, Deirdre decided that she would bring Jana back from Arizona in the next couple of days and have them start practicing the pole dancing routine with her own boys, instead of Todd and Paul. Deirdre was sure Jana would jump at the opportunity to be close to her sons over the next few months, if she offered Jana to take them as her partners on the road tour. With Todd and Paul already at the ranch, Deirdre would keep them there and have them start to develop a close working relationship with Jana 2.0 in preparation for learning the pole dance routine from Sophie and the boys, after she recuperated from her surgery. Next Jana decided to watch the video of she and Lisa with Rebekah from this morning. Deirdre wanted to see if the younger version of Jana would have the same sort of love affair with the camera. As Deirdre watched she was stunned how Rebekah's alabaster skin just burned into the lens. Rebekah's movements were fluid and graceful, like a ballerina, and as she suspected, Rebekah's milky white skin gave her a look of innocence that made Deirdre wet as she watched herself and Lisa lustfully lick and suck that very innocence away. As Deirdre continued to watch the tape, her attention was drawn to her own and Lisa's bodies. Deirdre was amazed how sexy and erotic they looked with the body jewelry on their breasts and pussies as it swung freely on their flesh and sparkled as the lights hit it. Although she had been wearing her jewelry at home with Richard for years, she had never worn the jewelry on screen and as she watched, she was stunned how erotic and exotic it made them look as they mercilessly pushed Rebekah to one orgasm after another. Although the images on the screen aroused Deirdre as a woman, the remarkable marketing opportunity she was looking at wasn't lost on her either. The jewelry was a branding opportunity, pure and simple, the businesswoman in Deirdre told her. Deirdre was surprised she hadn't thought about this a long time ago. The jewelry on she and Lisa's breasts and pussies immediately differentiated their identities from other actors thrashing around naked on screen for other studios. Yes, it was an opportunity to create their own identifiable brand and differentiate themselves from the rest of the market! Deirdre immediately picked up the phone to call her jeweler and ordered four more sets of body jewelry for the other women in her growing stable of performers; picking stones and silver or gold settings appropriate to each woman's skin, eye or hair color. As Deirdre was on the phone with the jeweler she had another brainstorm. She decided to also order a gold chain for Rebekah to wear around her waist as a birthday gift. Danielle wanted to order some trinkets that could hang from the chain, but she let the jeweler know she would have to get back to him on that later. Next, Deirdre was on the phone again with Dr. Contreras, arranging for Sophie and Jana to be pierced right away and to take care of Jana 2.0 after she arrived. Deirdre wanted Jana to be back on her game when she arrived back at Edge. Deirdre decided that she and Lisa could pierce Rebekah, just as her mother had done for her. Deirdre made another note to stop on the way home and pickup what she would need. Next Deirdre decided to check in with Lisa, to see how things were going with Rebekah. The phone rang several times before Lisa picked up. "This is Lisa," said the breathless voice on the other end. "You sound out of breath," said Deirdre, suspecting she knew the reason. "We've been snorkeling," deadpanned Lisa. "I thought I told you to keep her out of the sun," said Deirdre concerned, as she was slow to pickup on the joke. "We've been snorkeling in the bedroom," replied Lisa in a more sarcastic voice. "Oh yeah, sorry," said Deirdre finally getting the joke. "Where is she now? Can you talk?" "She went to the bathroom to wash up," said Lisa, still somewhat out of breath. "I've never seen someone who could cum as much as this girl." "I have," said Deirdre laughing. "And they have the same DNA." "She's like the energizer bunny, with a pussy," complained Lisa. "Well, I was thinking about piercing the bunny like us tonight. I've already ordered her a set of jewelry. Are you up to it? Have you ever done it before?" asked Deirdre. "Yeah, sure," replied Lisa. "We used to do that in the shop when I was a stylist." "Good," said Deirdre, "Then I'll come home early and we can get it done before Richard gets home." "You realize she's going to be out of commission for a couple of days, don't you," reminded Lisa. "Yeah, I know," replied Deirdre, "but that is part of the plan. No more orgasms for her until her birthday. Dr. Deirdre's orders." "Mistress Deirdre's, the way I heard it," replied Lisa laughing. "The walls have ears," said Deirdre laughing. "Besides, you were complaining just a few minutes ago." "That was then," said Lisa chuckling, "this is now! Oops, she's on her way back." "Well then, you'd better feed the prisoner her last meal," said Deirdre, about to hang up." "Fine" said Lisa, "provided I don't have to go on a diet too!" "Trust me, everything is on the menu for you," said Deirdre trying to mimic her own most sultry voice. "Bon Appetite, Bye!" To be continued... The Bi-Product Ch. 22 Richard had finally finished going through his messages and making the necessary calls. He had also received a call from Hank, Lisa's boyfriend, and was not surprised, after talking to Deirdre, that he was no longer interested in buying the house. What did surprise Richard, was the hostility that Hank displayed on the phone. It was clear that Hank didn't like black men by the time the call was finished and it wasn't just because Maurice and his friends were so much better equipped to take care of Lisa's insatiable appetites. Hank apparently, was a true son of the south. Richard thanked Hank for the courtesy of the call and wished him well. What had she seen in that cracker anyway, Richard thought to himself, as he hung up...even if he was a rocket scientist! The only rockets Lisa appeared to be interested in were the pocket variety anyway, Richard mused to himself. Looking up at the clock, Richard realized that the day had sped by quickly. As he thought about taking off a bit early, the phone rang again. Richard's assistant told him Villarreal was on the line and wanted to speak to him right away, that it sounded urgent. The line went dead for a moment while Ms. Ames transferred the call. "Hello, Richard are you there?" said Villarreal impatiently. "Yes, I'm here. I didn't expect to hear from you so..." said Richard as Villarreal cut him off. "Look, I don't have much time. But I needed to talk to you before I leave. We're on our way to the airport. I'm headed back to the ranch in Baja for a at least a few days," said Villarreal quickly. "What can I do for you?" asked Richard, sensing there was a problem. "The business deal I told you about fell through. And I need to go back to the ranch and tend to some other business," said Villarreal pausing. "There were some unforeseen complications in closing the transaction and I need your assistance in representing three of my employees." "Of course," replied Richard. "How can I get hold of them to set up an appointment. Can they come to my office tomorrow?" "That won't be possible," said Villarreal as he continued to talk quickly into the phone. "They are currently in police custody. Actually, they are in the hospital up in Lancaster. Look, I have to go. I'll call you from the ranch tomorrow. You can look at the newspaper. It was on the front page today. You can't miss it. I'll call you tomorrow. I've got to go!" The line went dead. As Richard hung up the phone, his face was completely drained of blood and he looked as though he had just seen a ghost. Closing his eyes and putting his head in his hands, he rested his elbows on the edge of the desk. Richard realized that his feet were firmly entrenched in a really big pile of it and that the smell was only likely to get much worse. Richard's mind was racing now. What the fuck was he going to do? He knew Villarreal had the resources to run things down. He knew that there was a possibility that he might track down John. What did those three zeros have to do with Villarreal anyway? Did it have something to do with the titty bar? Christ! Did he or any of his men from LA know Deborah? Would they recognize her when they got to the ranch? Would she recognize them? The only photo he had given Villarreal originally was her driver's license ID, that John had gotten through one of his friends at the DMV, not the overly made-up, grotesquely wigged biker bitch from the titty bar! Richard realized that all he had were questions...no answers. John was the only connection between him and the stooges...and Deborah, and he couldn't do anything about that now. Richard quickly decided that he needed to get John out of town. Picking up the phone, Richard quickly dialed John's cell phone. "John! Richard here," said Richard urgently into the phone. "Can you talk? I need to speak to you privately." "Yeah, sure," replied John, sensing something was up. "I just got home. Let me step out on the patio." As Richard heard the sliding door close behind John he immediately began to speak, "Listen to me carefully," said Richard pausing for effect. "Those three idiots you rearranged...they work for one of my clients...and he has asked me to represent them. But that isn't the problem. The client isn't someone either you or I want to cross! He has a lot of juice and if he wants to find out who took his men apart, he has the means to get people to tell him what he wants to know. Do you understand me?" "Yeah, I'm catching the drift," said John calmly. "You need to get out of town," said Richard bluntly. "To be safe you both need to get out of town. My client is capable of using your wife to get to you. Understand?" "Do you really think this is that serious?" asked John calmly. "Yes, I think it might be," said Richard firmly. "And we can't take any chances. When I talked to him, he was getting the hell out of Dodge, so you must have opened a real can of worms. If we are lucky, this might blow over in a few days. Fortunately, he has asked me to represent those three bozos, so I may have some leverage, some control here. But I don't know what my client already knows...or what he might know soon," said Richard as he thought about Deborah and Villarreal, who would soon arrive in Baja. "Well, we've been wanting to take a Mexican cruise and..." said John as Richard cut him off. "Fuck no! Anywhere but Mexico. Go on an Alaskan cruise. Hell, go on a Scandinavian cruise, go anywhere else, but for Christ's sake, don't go anywhere near Mexico! Understand!" "Yeah, I get the picture. You know, this is going to be expensive and..." John began to say as Richard cut him off again. "I'll transfer some money into your expense account immediately, but have your asses on a plane tonight! Got it!" said Richard emphatically and urgently. "But what am I going to tell my wife? She has school tomorrow," said John. "You know her, tell her whatever you have to, but personally, my advise would be to lie like hell!" said Richard as he was about to hang up. "And whatever you do, don't tell anyone where you are going...no one!" Richard put the phone back on the cradle and sat back in his chair for a moment, taking a few deep breaths and trying to slow his heart rate down as he gathered his thoughts. Richard decided to go ahead and head home early. There wasn't anything more he could do now. And beside, he thought, he needed to get into the office first thing in the morning and be there when Villarreal called back. Darkly, Richard also thought, he didn't want to be home with the girls in the morning, if Villarreal sent some of his men looking for him. ---------- Deirdre was rushing to finish up, so she could start home early. She had already seen Heather, Jana 2.0 she corrected herself, off to the airport and had told her about the new jewelry she was about to receive. Eager to know what it would look like, Deirdre opened her blouse and lifted her skirt for 2.0 to take a good look, as Tom also took a long hard and admiring look. "Those are some stunning rocks on your rocks," said Tom approvingly as he smiled at Deirdre and they headed toward the van and then the airport...and hand in hand, Deirdre noticed. Heading back into her office, Deirdre was happy that Melisent didn't have any more messages for her. Returning to her desk, Deirdre had one last call to make. Lisa picked up on the second ring this time. "Lisa," asked Deirdre, "can you talk?" "Yeah," replied Lisa affirmatively, "if my tongue still works." "Where's Rebekah?" asked Deirdre. "Our little kitten is taking a cat nap, thank God!" replied Lisa, exasperated. "Good," said Deirdre earnestly, "I wanted to talk to you before I headed home." "What about?" asked Lisa curiously, sensing a serious tone in her co-wife's voice. "Hank was here this morning," started Deirdre, "before I got here." Deirdre paused for a moment. "He dropped your extra set of car keys off with Melisent." "Yeah," said Lisa with sadness in her voice, "I knew we were all over last night. But I don't care, not as long as I have you!" "You do!" said Deirdre in her most convincing tone of voice. He also left your things, or at least a lot of your things in your car when he dropped the keys off...that's why I'm calling you. Do you want me to drive your car home, so you can go through them?" "There's really nothing I need right away," Lisa started to say, "but, oh wait, my jewelry is probably in there. We could let Rebekah wear my set. I'm sure she would like that. Don't you?" "Yes, I'm sure she would. Especially since they are yours. She really seems to be forming a special attachment to you," said Deirdre trying to boost Lisa's morale. "I'll drive your car home!" "OK. Good, when are you leaving?" asked Lisa. "Now!" replied Deirdre as she put down the phone and picked up Lisa's car keys, heading for the door. ---------- As Richard made his way home he was stuck in the afternoon traffic on the 101 as he approached the Cahuenga Pass. Richard decided to take a long shot and call an acquaintance at LAPD. After being transferred several times his friend finally came on the line. "Bob," said Richard, "Richard Saunders here. Sorry to bother you, but I thought perhaps you could be of some help." "What's up counselor?" asked his friend, suspiciously. "I've been retained to represent those three idiots the sheriffs arrested up in Lancaster this morning," began Richard. "And?" asked Bob, suspiciously. "Well, I don't know anyone at the substation up there," continued Richard, "I was hoping, perhaps, you had a name, someone I could talk to who would fill me in on the charges." "Spencer is the chief detective. I think his first name is Ron. But that may not do you any good. I hear the DEA and FBI have hijacked the case, so good luck. It looks like it was more than their peckers that got them into trouble," said Bob laughing. "Thanks," said Richard, "I'll give him a call. Give my best to Sara." "Will do...I'd wish you luck to, but those three scum bags need to go away for a long time," said Bob as he hung up. Damn! Thought Richard as he continued to be stuck in traffic, banging his hands on the steering wheel, causing the horn to go off. Richard was red faced and frustrated, and didn't notice the motorists on each side of him, giving him a dirty look. The DE fucking A and the FB fucking I, it just keeps getting better and better, thought Richard! God damn it John, Richard thought to himself! You may have dug both of our graves with that goddamn shovel! ---------- "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" squealed Rebekah as Lisa finished between Rebekah's outstretched legs, as she sat on the bathroom counter. Danielle was hovering over her as she applied moist towels to her now tender nipples, soaking up the last few drops of blood. Passing Rebekah two other towels with ice wrapped inside Deirdre said, "here kitten, hold these on top. It will help the swelling go down." As Lisa slipped the lower piece of jewelry into the freshly pierced hole on Rebekah's pussy, she immediately began to clean the wound. "Ouch, that stings," cried Rebekah as Lisa applied a bit of alcohol mixed with distilled water to the freshly pierced flesh. "It's OK, it's all over now," said Lisa soothingly, as she kissed Rebekah's inner thigh before dabbing the blood away with another moist towel. With both Rebekah's hands occupied on her breasts, Lisa applied the fresh towel full of ice to Rebekah's pussy herself as Rebekah lurched from the ice being applied between her legs. "The ice will reduce the swelling, so be patient. I'll sit here with you for awhile until it goes down. OK cupcake?" "Yeah, I guess. Can I see?" said Rebekah as she looked up at Danielle questioningly. "Of course kitten," said Danielle smoothly as she picked up the silver hand mirror and held it up so Rebekah could see her freshly decorated breasts. As Rebekah removed the ice pack for a moment, her eyes got wide as she looked down at the beautiful and exotic jewelry that decorated her nipples. Now she looked just like Lisa and Danielle, she thought. "They look so beautiful," said Danielle as she stroked Rebekah's cheek. "Don't you think so kitten?" "Yes," said Rebekah enthusiastically, but still in pain, as she reapplied the compresses to her swollen nipples. "Well, you girls keep the ice on for awhile, while I go make a couple of phone calls," said Danielle. "When I am through, we can all go shopping. How would you like a new wardrobe kitten? It will be your pre-birthday present!" Rebekah looked up excitedly at Danielle as she continued to cover her swollen nipples with the compresses, "Wow, that would be great. I... I've never had anything other than my school uniforms. At least not for as long as I can remember. Isn't that great Lisa?" "Yes cupcake. I'm so happy for you! We'll have a lot of fun together helping you pick out new clothes. Won't we Danielle?" asked Lisa as she looked up at Danielle with a sly grin. ---------- Trying to call Deirdre at the office on her private line, there was no answer. Richard concluded that she must still be busy in the studio and he would just talk to her when she got home. He would be there before she was anyway, he concluded as he got off the freeway. Richard decided to stop by his favorite market before he headed up the hill and treat himself to the bottle of single-malt he had seen on his last visit. Richard suspected he would need plenty of Dutch courage before this was all over. ---------- "Here, you can wear this," said Danielle as she slipped a shear white blouse onto Rebekah's outstretched arms. "But you can see right though," protested Rebekah in alarm. "Nonsense cupcake!" said Lisa as she pulled the short pink leather skirt up over Rebekah's thighs to her waist, tucking in the blouse before Danielle zipped it from behind. "That's right," added Danielle, "next week you are going to be stark naked in front of dozen's of men, with hopefully millions more watching you on the internet. You'd best get over your shyness now." "Danielle is right cupcake," contributed Lisa. "You need to get used to a lot of people seeing your beautiful body." As Lisa smoothed out the skirt, running her hands down Rebekah's ass and hips, she could feel the young girl's muscles tightening as she started to realize the full implications of what she had agreed to in her exhausted and aroused state during the middle of the night. Rebekah trembled slightly as she contemplated what was going to happen to her on her birthday, now only a week away. Lisa had joined Danielle, standing on her other side, as the women wrapped their arms around her waist and led her to the mirror. As they stood in front of the full length mirror, Rebekah looked at herself and the two incredibly beautiful women on either side of her. They were all dressed the same, in leather skirts that just barely covered their asses and shear blouses that showed off their supple breasts and the jewelry that was attached to them. Rebekah wobbled between the two women as they held her up, trying to balance herself on the stiletto heals that Lisa had fetched from her car. "Wow!" said Rebekah finally. We look like sisters, don't we? "Yes we do," said Lisa, as she pecked Rebekah on the cheek. "With the youngest and most beautiful one in the middle. Don't you think so Danielle" "I'm sure of it," said Danielle as she pecked Rebekah on the other cheek. As the two women released their hands from Rebekah's waist, they stepped back to let her take herself all in. As Rebekah focused on herself in the mirror, she was pleased that her long curly blonde hair was hiding her exposed breasts, even if only slightly. As Danielle looked on, she was pleased with Rebekah's continuing metamorphosis. "Now turn around kitten, and let's get the whole view. Careful on those heels!" As Rebekah awkwardly turned in the heels, both women were pleased with their handiwork. "Time to shop!" announced Danielle. "Until we drop!" added Lisa as she gave Rebekah a playful smack on her leather encased ass. Rebekah wobbled slightly and both women caught her before she fell. All three laughed as they headed out the bedroom door and down the hallway toward the kitchen and garage. "What a vision of loveliness," said Richard, surprised, as he came in the door from the garage, startling all three women, since they weren't expecting him so soon. "You're home early," said Danielle. "I wasn't expecting you for at least another hour." "I got through early and decided to come home," said Richard. "It was such a long night last night," added Richard with his wicked grin. "Well, we're going shopping and to get young Rebekah a proper wardrobe," said Danielle. "We shouldn't be gone for more than an hour or two. Is that all right?" "Of course," said Richard warmly. "A couple of hours for dinner Beatrice?" "Yes, oh yes of course," said Beatrice from across the kitchen. "What would the young lady like for dessert?" "Something chocolate?" asked Rebekah brightly, looking at everyone for approval. "Chocolate it is then," answered Richard for everyone. "Now go have fun shopping ladies!" "We'll see you in a little while," said Danielle, leaning forward to kiss Richard. "Here, why don't you take my car. Lisa's seems to be full of stuff," said Richard handing Danielle the keys. "Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Thanks! Bye!" said Danielle as the ladies headed out the door. As the women paraded by, Richard stood and watched them as he drank in their beauty, his gorgeous wive Danielle in her lavender colored blouse and black leather skirt; his delectable new wife Lisa in her flesh colored blouse and her brown leather skirt; and last, but not least, the virginal Rebekah in her pristine white blouse and girlish pink leather skirt. Richard was fully erect just looking at them. "Take good care of that, and we'll see what we can do about it when we get home," said Lisa looking directly at the bulge in Richards pants as she winked at him and closed the garage door. ---------- Rebekah was wide-eyed as Danielle drove down into the parking structure of the Sherman Oaks Galleria, as the imposing structure gleaned in the late afternoon sun, it disappeared from view in the windshield in front of her. Soon they were in the elevator making the ascent to the top floor so they could shop their way back down to the bottom. They don't have anything like this in Hesperia, Rebekah thought to herself, as she looked wide-eyed into the window of every shop they passed. Deirdre seemed to know exactly where she was going as Lisa and Rebekah tagged along behind her, with Rebekah periodically having to regain her balance as she still struggled with the stiletto heels. Rebekah was self-conscious about the fact that every man they passed stopped to leer at them and look them up from head to toe, always stopping at their breasts. She was also conscious of the dirty looks they were getting from virtually every woman or girl they passed over the age of fourteen. Danielle turned and opened the door to a brightly lit shop near the end of the corridor. As Rebekah looked in the display window she noticed that most of the clothing was of the revealing variety that seemed to be Danielle's preference. "Fabricio, I have a new customer for you," said Danielle loudly to the handsome man at the back of the shop, shaking his finger at a young man who appeared to be getting a tongue lashing. "As a matter of fact, I have two new customers for you." "Miss Danielle, it is so nice to see you," gushed Fabricio. "Pardon me, I'm trying to train a new clerk. You know how hard it is to find good help these days. Dio mio!" "I need you to outfit this beautiful young lady with a proper ensemble. Rebekah, please meet Fabricio who is going to work his magic for you and turn you from a little duckling into a beautiful swan," said Danielle. "Aren't you Fabricio?" The Bi-Product Ch. 22 "With pleasure," said Fabrico, "but I won't need to work any magic with this giovane e bella donna." "If you don't speak Italian Rebekah, Fabricio just complimented you and called you a beautiful young woman," Danielle said to Rebekah. "Thank you sir," said Rebekah blushing. "Mamma mia," said Fabricio, "and so polite too!" "You know what Rebekah needs, I leave it to you," said Danielle. "Rebekah, go with Fabricio and help him select the colors you like. He will help you select the appropriate clothing. Go on now!" "Lisa, why don't you pick some new things out as well. I realize it isn't your birthday, so why don't we just call these wedding presents," said Danielle grinning widely. "Why thank you, my beautiful co-wife," said Lisa as she kissed Danielle's cheek. "We are going to have to figure out the terminology aren't we," said Danielle, kissing her back. "Just as long as it isn't concubine," said Lisa, raising her eyebrow. "Never that my love," said Danielle, kissing Lisa on the lips tenderly. A trophy wife browsing in the front of the store looked at them aghast as both Danielle and Lisa noticed her leering at them. Looking at each other and smiling, the two women embraced each other tightly and engaged in a very long, very wet kiss. As the trophy wife scurried out of the store, Lisa turned to Danielle and whispered, "Tight ass!" "Go find some clothes," said Danielle, patting Lisa on the butt. "I'll be on the sofa next to the dressing rooms waiting for you and Rebekah to give me a floor show." As Lisa and Rebekah walked the imaginary runway between the open dressing room doors and Danielle's sofa, Danielle gave a thumbs up or thumbs down to the various outfits that were presented to her. Occasionally Danielle would ask to see something in a different color and Fabricio would have his new boy shuttle back and forth between the back room fetching the requested item. Eventually Danielle moved to the other couch so the young man had to pass by both open doors as he made his increasingly frequent trips. Lisa, realizing what Danielle was up to, put on a real show for the young man. Rebekah, for her part, kept covering herself with whatever she had in her hand as the young man passed by on each trip. "No, no I don't like that color at all," said Danielle, feigning exasperation. "Throw that to me please, Rebekah." As Rebekah tossed it to Danielle, Danielle tossed it to the young man. "Please go get us one of these in a lavender or crimson, if you have one," said Danielle. "Thank you so much. Young man." When the young man returned with the clothing, Danielle pretended she was busy texting on her smart phone. Without looking up, Danielle told the young man to take the chemise to Rebekah. "Rebekah, please let the young man assist you in getting this on." Rebekah spun her head toward Danielle as though it was on a swivel, looking at her in a combination of terror and embarrassment. "But..." was the only word Rebekah could get out before Danielle immediately interrupted. "Don't be such a ninny Rebekah," scolded Danielle. "I'm sure he would love to help you. Wouldn't you young man?" "Yes ma'am," said the young man nervously. "Whatever you say." The boy hadn't taken his eyes off of Rebekah's naked body during the entire time the exchange had been taking place. The boy was breathing hard as he stepped forward to help Rebekah into the chemise. Lisa could see the bulge in the boys pants as she stood naked, leaning next to the door to her dressing room. From Danielle's vantage point, she could see Rebekah's fully erect nipples now, as she was full of excitement at having a boy, nearly her own age, looking and lusting after her naked body. "Well, help her on with it young man. It's OK to peek, but no leering. I would imagine your parents trained you better than that," scolded Danielle. "Rebekah, you're still acting like a ninny," said Danielle, scolding Rebekah now. "Put your hands up over your head so this nice young man can get the chemise on you. Come on. Chop, chop!" As Rebekah did as she was told, her breasts thrust up even higher on her chest as the young man stepped in close to drop the chemise down over Rebekah's extended arms and as he did, his chest rubbed up against her breasts. Rebekah and the boy were looking one another lustfully in each others eyes as he dropped the chemise over her arms and it slipped effortlessly down over her body As it slipped into place the boy slowly pulled on it, tugging at the sides and began to tentatively smooth out the material with his hands, making sure he started at Rebekah's breasts. "Ah, ah, ah, no touchy, touchy," said Lisa peeking around the corner. "You naughty, naughty boy!" Red faced, the young man headed for the back room, as he moved quickly past Fabricio who was rubbing his index fingers across each other in the universal symbol of "shame, shame shame" as he smiled at Danielle, mouthing the words, "you naughty, naughty girl" as the boy disappeared. "I think we are ready Fabricio," said Danielle getting up from the couch. "Get dressed ladies and join me up front." As Danielle settled up with Fabricio at the counter, Lisa joined her and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you my love," said Lisa leaning forward and licking Danielle's ear. Danielle smiled, knowing the game. Lisa was trying to embarrass Danielle, but no such luck. "Fabricio," said Danielle, "I hope our little escapade hasn't ruined your new young protege for you." "Dio, mio," said Fabricio. "I'm sure it will only serve to make him more vivace. Your own young protege certainly seemed to make him erezione." "Hey, where is Rebekah anyway," said Lisa, looking at Danielle with concern. Rushing back to the dressing room together they found Rebekah, still naked leaning against the wall holding on to the clothes hooks overhead as the young man was standing behind her with his pants down around his ankles. The young man had his hands on Rebekah's hips and was about to ruin their online payday as Danielle reached out and grabbed the young man tightly by the balls and started pulling him out of the dressing stall. "Ow, ow, ow! That hurts, let go!" cried the young man as he shuffled his feet trying not to fall down as the pants around his ankles hogtied his feet as Danielle continued to pull him backward out of the stall. Grabbing his cock in her own hand, Lisa and Danielle lifted him up on his tippy toes as they moved him to the adjoining stall and pushed him in. Picking his pants up off the floor, Lisa tossed them in after him, hitting him in the face. "You nasty, naughty little boy! Shame on you!" said Lisa as she slammed the door, smiling at Danielle. Turning their attention to Rebekah now, they moved to the adjoining stall. "And as for you young lady!" said Danielle in her own mother superior voice, "shame on you too. Leading that poor boy on. You are just such a prick tease. For shame." "But I..." Rebekah started to say. "But nothing," said Lisa now. "I don't think we can trust her until her birthday. Do you, Danielle?" "No, I don't," agreed Danielle. "But I think we have the solution to that problem close at hand...and only just a few blocks away. But first, let's finish buying Rebekah's birthday presents. There is no reason to spoil our shopping trip. We still need shoes and handbags and luggage and so much more. Fortunately we will find everything by the time we reach the first floor again. Are you ready to be a good girl again?" "Yes Danielle," said Rebekah penitently. "I promise." "Well, you better be good," said Lisa. "You almost made us so very disappointed in you." Lisa leaned forward and kissed Rebekah tenderly on the forehead and gave her a big hug as they meandered down the mall toward the next store on Deirdre's list. ---------- Richard had taken his bottle of single-malt with him to his home office and poured himself a triple as he decided to see what the boys were up to in their suite back at Edge. Richard knew that they no longer had Heather as a playmate, so he was curious to see if the boys had found another willing body. When he clicked on the link to the suite, all four cameras came into view on the split screen. The boys obviously has made a new friend as they had a brunette sandwiched between them. Turning up the sound, Richard could hear the woman crying out in passion. "Oh fuck me, fuck me hard. Of yeah, yes, oh yes, fill my ass with our cock," said the urgent voice as John drove his cock all the way home in her ass. "Oh God yes. Deeper, deeper. Fuck my ass hard." Both boys increased their pace as the brunette continued to cry out until her orgasm took hold of her and she began to thrash her head back and forth, eventually revealing her face which was contorted in orgasm. "Oh shit!" said Richard to himself. It was Melisent, Deirdre's assistant. Well, the boys were going to be going to the woodshed, thought Richard to himself, smiling. The clericals were supposed to be off-limits, especially Danielle's young executive assistant. As John rolled off of Melisent after he came deep inside her ass, she rolled off Jim and lay between them. Richard had often wondered what kind of body Danielle's petite assistant had beneath her always very professionally dressed body and he was pleasantly surprised that she was one hot little number, especially as she lay there breathing hard with the boys cum spilling from her ass and pussy. Well, that should give Danielle and the boys something to talk about tomorrow, thought Richard with amusement as he switched feeds, moving on to the playroom in Arizona. Immediately four bodies came into view on the split screen. Well, he was pleased to see that Heather managed to fit right in, thought Richard benignly, as the scotch was beginning to have its salubrious effect. As a matter of fact, thought Richard caustically, Todd seemed to be fitting right in Heather's ass too, as Jana licked her pussy and Paul's cock fit into her mouth as Sophie fondled and sucked her breasts. It was so nice to see the children playing so well together, thought Richard as he finished his scotch and poured another, a warm glow beginning to permeate his body. ---------- All three women were loaded down with shopping bags as they made their way across the parking structure to Richard's car. Pressing the button on the car key, the trunk of Richard's Mercedes swung open as the three women loaded their bags inside. They had been giggling all the way down the elevator and across the parking structure as they kidded and teased Rebekah about the episode with the boy in the clothing store. They were also laughing about the reaction of the clerks in the shoe store as they discovered they had three women with bare pussies trying on shoes and apparently not afraid to show off their womanhood and the shiny body jewelry that was attached to it. They all giggled wildly as they got in the car and Lisa was telling them what happened when she went looking for some other shoes and peeked her head into the backroom to see if someone could find a pair in her size. "And all of them were inside kneeling at the base of the shoe rack across from you and they had pulled several boxes away and they were all down low near the floor trying to look at your pussies. They were high-fiving each other every time they could see some pink, chanting 'think pink' 'think pink', it was hilarious. Here I snapped a photo on my phone," said Lisa as she showed the it to Danielle and Rebekah who continued to laugh uncontrollably. "OK, enough of this frivolity," said Danielle as she started the car. "We have one more stop to make before we head home for dinner. And I must tell you, it wouldn't be necessary if you hadn't been such a wicked and naughty little girl Rebekah," said Danielle, only semi-seriously. Danielle was looking directly as Rebekah now and Rebekah looked down and away in apparent shame. "I'm sorry Danielle. I, I just couldn't help myself." Reaching over to stroke Rebekah's face, Danielle said consolingly, "I know dear and that is why we're making the next stop. At the next store they have something that will absolutely, positively assure that you will not succumb to the weaknesses of the flesh...at least until your birthday." Rebekah sat quietly next to Danielle as they drove a few blocks west on Ventura Boulevard, before turning on to a dark side street that appeared to be mostly small industrial buildings and complexes. Two blocks off the main boulevard Rebekah could see the only neon sign that was still lit in the darkened industrial area where all the other businesses were now closed for the evening. As Danielle pulled up directly in front of the store, Rebekah read the sign, "ADULT BOOKS AND NOVELTIES - BONDAGE GEAR". Rebekah looked at Danielle with big eyes wondering what was next. Danielle looked at Lisa in the rear view mirror and she was nodding her head. Lisa had a fair idea what the ultimate solution was going to be. As the three women got out of the car and walked toward the front door, Rebekah was hanging back. Come on Rebekah. "OK, OK, just a minute." As Danielle and Lisa turned around they could see that Rebekah was vigorously scratching the leather skirt over her pussy. As Rebekah looked up at the other two women she whined, "It itches. It itches where you put the jewelry." "OK, reach underneath and scratch it a couple of times, but then we have to go in. We can't stand out here all night," said Danielle. "Come on, get it over with, but be careful, you don't want it to start bleeding." Temporarily relieved, Rebekah followed Danielle and Lisa into the store. Rebekah was blinded by the bright light as they stepped in from the dark street and when her eyes adjusted to the light she could see one whole wall full of DVD cases and she was shocked at the titles and the images on them. Turning the other way there was a whole wall full of strange devices that looked like Richard's thing in different colors and sizes and other things that Rebekah couldn't figure out at all. As Lisa grabbed Rebekah by the hand she led her over to the wall with the DVDs, as Danielle approached the scruffy looking two men at the counter wearing wife-beaters that revealed their muscle-bound shoulders and arms that were covered in tattoos. One of the men had a strangely amused expression on his face as he looked in the direction of Rebekah and Lisa. As Danielle turned to look, Rebekah was trying to scratch herself through the leather skirt again. Turning back to the men, Danielle caught the man nudging his partner with his elbow and nodding in Rebekah's direction. Both men smiled lewdly at each other. A wicked smile crossed Danielle's face as well, as she watched the men's lascivious expressions. Danielle stopped to think for a moment, about half way there, and then finished walking up to the counter, as she finished formulating her devilish plan. "Well howdy fellers," said Danielle in her best southern drawl. "Nice to meet yawl!" Danielle was speaking load enough that Lisa could hear her from across the room, if she strained to hear...and she did. What the hell was she up to now, wondered Lisa. "I could really use you fellers help," continued Danielle as the men continued to be distracted by the young blonde, who continued to scratch her pussy through the pink leather skirt. "I need one of them Chasin' belts for my lil' sis over there yonder." "Huh," said the older of the two men, suddenly taking an interest in Danielle's pert breasts that she was now making flop back and forth under her blouse as she sashayed back and forth in front of them doing her best southern belle. "You know, one of those chasin' belts!" "I think you mean a chastity belt," said the older man, with a hint of sarcasm. "Yeah, that's it," said Danielle with mock excitement as she bounced up and down. "I always thunk they wuz called chasin' belts cuz the only girls that had 'em wuz the ones the boys wuz chasin' round. Now ain't that jus silly? "So do you want one?" asked the man, getting impatient with the southern ditz. "Not me silly, it's fur my lil' sis yonder. She needs one real bad," said Danielle as she looked over at Lisa who was taking in the whole conversation as Rebekah seemed to be enthralled by the DVDs, pulling one off the shelf after another, looking at them closely as she continued to occasionally scratch herself unconsciously, since she was so absorbed with the videos. Lisa was looking directly as Danielle now, giving her a knowing smile. Danielle couldn't have all the fun, Lisa thought. Rebekah seemed to be occupied, so Lisa decided to join the party. "Hey boys," said Lisa as she joined Danielle and hugged her waist, making both their tits flop wildly, in full view of the men who were growing more bug eyed by the minute. "These boys got one of those chasin' belts you wuz talkin' bout?" "I dunno yet sis, duz ya boys?" asked Danielle. "Yes, of course," said the older man again. "They're back in our bondage section." "Oh yeah!" giggled both the women as they bounced their tits up and down for the men's and their own amusement. "Can we see 'um?" asked Lisa. "The lil' one is kinda picky about what she wears." The two men looked at each other and then the younger of the two said, "yeah, follow me," as he walked to the back of the store. The older man stood at the counter and watched the young blonde continue to dig out her pussy through the short leather shirt. Shaking his head as he looked back to the other two women who were with his partner. He shook his head again as they continued to bounce up and down like excited high school cheerleaders or something. He had heard of southern belles, but he couldn't believe these ditsy creatures actually existed. Looking back yet again, the older man became wide-eyed as he saw both women hike up their skirts over their hips and start trying on the leather chastity belts over their bare pussies and asses. What the fuck, he thought to himself. "I just don't know Beulah," said Lisa, "I kinda like the black one." "Don't think so Magnolia," said Danielle, trying to come up with an even worse name, "ya know how much that girl likes pink. I kinda thunk this one." "Oh, OK Beulah, you say so," said Lisa. "Can ya gift wrap it? It's kinda a birthday present." "How about if I put it in a bag," said the younger man, loosing patience. "That's OK," said Lisa smiling and rubbing her tit against his arm. "That's real naberly." As they moved back to the front of the store Danielle turned to Lisa and said, "Why don't you go show Pearl the toys on the wall yonder. Maybe she want suma those too?" As Lisa walked back over to Rebekah, she looked up and smiled. "Look what I found? These are Danielle aren't they? She looks younger, but they are her aren't they?" said Rebekah excited. As Lisa looked at the DVDs she smiled. They sure as hell were. "Mistress Morrigan" declared the titles on each of the DVDs, showing Danielle in various stages of nudity, but always clad in knee-high leather boots and always with a long black leather bull whip in her hand. "Do you want to get these?" asked Lisa smiling wickedly. "Yeah, sure," replied Rebekah. "OK, but Danielle wants me to show you the stuff on the other wall and tell you what they are for. OK?" asked Lisa. "Oh, OK," said Rebekah as they walked over to the wall as Rebekah continued to struggle with the stiletto heels. "They gunna look at some more stuff, it bein' her birthday an' all," said Danielle. "That OK fellas?" "Sure, knock yourself out," said the older man, starting to show his annoyance. "Hadda get that thing fur sis," continued Danielle, knowing she was annoying the hell out of the two men. "Big daddy wuz showin's an unnatrul interst in lil' sis lately and Magnolia and me don't want them doin nuttin till she over her condishun." The Bi-Product Ch. 22 Both men turned to look at Danielle with a quizical expression on their faces. "Do you mean condition?" said the younger man. "Yeah, condishun," said Danielle agreeing, "she got one a them there condishuns.' "What kind of 'condishun' are you talking about?" asked the old man, not really interested buy carrying on the conversation, if you could call it that, anyway. "You know a condishun...kinda like they got down there in Baltimore...if you know what I mean," said Danielle as both men looked at each other with alarm as they turned to see Rebekah scratching herself again and Lisa rubbing one of the dildos up under her skirt as Rebekah tried to pull it away in embarrassment. The two men were looking at each other with a queasy expression on their faces that Danielle thought was just priceless. "Yeah, that lil' slut got more of um than the whole Chespeak Bay, if ya knowed what I mean." "You girls ain't from around here are you?" asked the older man, desperately trying to change the subject. "You cud tell right away huh?" said Danielle brightly. "Y'all must be really gud with assents." "It's a gift," said the older man drolly as he was hoping these three twits would put him out of his misery soon and go back to their double-wide. As the men continued to glance over at Magnolia and Pearl, they were dismayed to see that Magnolia was continuing to try to playfully stick various dildos and vibrators up between Pearl's crab infested snatch. Both men were gritting their teeth. Danielle could see that they were about to outstay their welcome. "Cum on girls," shouted Danielle, "we need to let these boys get on about their rat killin'." Lisa grabbed a couple of the vibrators off the shelf, including the one labeled "French Tickler", it had some rubber spines on the end and she had a hunch Rebekah would find it useful on her itchy pussy tonight. "Be right thar Beulah," yelled Lisa as she walked Rebekah back over to the DVD wall. Picking two others from the shelf, she handed them to Rebekah. "Who do you think that is?" asked Lisa. "That's you!" said Rebekah, her mouth open in surprise as Lisa smiled at her. "That's right," said Lisa. "Now let's go check out before we get kicked out." "Why did Danielle call you Beulah?" asked Rebekah on the way, her curiosity aroused. "I'll tell you when we get outside Pearl," said Lisa, really enjoying herself now. "Huh?" asked Rebekah in bewilderment. "Don't worry about it. I'll explain it to you later," said Lisa as they got to the counter. "Got sum more stuff huh?" drawled Danielle as Rebekah gave her a strange look. "Don't mind Pearl fellers," said Danielle, conspiratorially. "She's a lil' slow, if ya knowed what I mean. All her hens ain't layin eggs." "What.." Rebekah started to say as she had a very confused expression on her face. Putting her index finger to Rebekah's lips before she could get another word out, Lisa looked her in the eye, "Now Pearl, don't be botherin' these gents. Ya knowed ya ain't supose to talk les spokin' too! Don't want us tell big daddy, getum mad, does ya?" Rebekah decided to ix nay on the talks ne, at least until they were outside and then she would find out what the fuck was going on. Oh my God, she thought to herself, did she really think that word? "What y'all got here?" asked Danielle as she started to pickup the pile with the DVDs that Lisa had managed to hide under one of the vibrator boxes. "Now Beulah, supose ta be a surpriz for ya. Ain't gunna be no surpriz if ya be lookin'" said Lisa, taking them from Danielle's hand. The two women looked at each other suspiciously for a couple of seconds and then Danielle said, "supose so, whatever y'all say Magnolia. Ya jus fulla surprizs ain't ya?" "OK boys," said Lisa, "bag em' fur Beulah get curyus gin'," as Danielle paid the men in cash, not wanting them to see her real name on her credit card. Besides, thought Danielle, Beulah and Magnolia might like cum visitin' 'gin! As Danielle and Lisa took the bags, Rebekah walked in front of them, trying to sneak in a scratch as their bodies shielded her from the men's view, but not realizing that they could watch her from the circular mirror over the door. As Danielle and Lisa looked up smiling, they could see both men washing their hands and arms with hand sanitize r and then the older man began spraying down the counter with disinfectant. The younger guy had pulled on a pair of rubber gloves and had a rag in one hand and a bottle of disinfectant in the other, as he made his way to the dildos and vibrators, presumably to try and net some crabs, Danielle thought to herself devilishly as she closed the door behind her. To be continued...