Driven Lust (7 page)

"Dry cleaners pick up at 9am every Monday,
Wednesday, and Friday. Make sure you drop them at the counter
before then." she instructed as she pulled out his slut mags. "What
have we here?"

James made an attempt at taking them from
her. Lisa was quicker, "Whoah! Slow your roll big fella!" holding
up her hand, "I like these too ya know! Learn to share." and
started leafing through the stack.

"Well, a man must make do." James
justified.

"My tits are bigger than hers." Lisa held up
a picture of a girl tonguing a cock. "Maybe I should model."

James looked at the magazine then at Lisa's
chest, "I really can't tell." he said, and then grinned.

She huffed at him and said, "Your memory is
that bad?" as she twisted right and left.

"Well, I could use a reminder." he
hinted.

"Oh, you can't get excited now. You have a
meeting at nine, remember?" she advised, looking at her wrist.
There was no watch on it.

James pulled out his phone to check the
time. Crap, it's close to nine now! "Crap, where do I go? I got ten
minutes?!"

Lisa picked up the intercom and asked,
"Virgil, where is Madam?" and listened.

"Thanks!" and hung up.

"Second floor balcony." she informed
him.

"Quickest way?" he asked.

Sighing, she said, "Elevator, duh." and led
him out.

James let her have his key card; she wanted
to finish his unpacking for him. Walking up to the exit for the
balcony, she patted his bottom and whispered, "Go get 'er Studly."
she giggled, and turned away.

James knocked on a glass pane by the double
folding outside doors.

"Come in James." Cathleen called, taking a
sip from a stemmed glass, "I'm glad you checked your calendar."

"Yes Miss Cathleen. I regret not having a
proper title but none would do you justice." he said, staring at
her back on entering. Her gown was sheer and he could make out a
thong-covered ass and a bikini top under it. All were pearl white.
Her hair was down, but her heels peeking out of a three inch high
white slipper. Did he guess twenty? She looked younger standing
there. If she planned to dress like a goddess, she succeeded.

"Miss or Madam will do. Although the title
of Madam demands I dominate you." and he thought she smiled while
she turned around to face him.

James was immediately aware of her breasts
which bared her nipples above a cupless support. Her thong was
almost as narrow in the front, the sides of her lips clearly
showing through the sheer gown. Her face wore a little makeup, but
James thought she could get by without it.

"I would be a submissive slave if such
beauty demanded it." James replied, hoping she wouldn't take him up
on it.

"Ah, your tongue is writing checks your ass
couldn't cash, James." she stated smugly, walking back in from the
balcony. James followed meagerly behind her.

"Perhaps, but it would be yours with a
debt." James countered, now fighting a bulge from staring at her
form.

She led him to a large bedroom with plush
carpeting and sat in a love seat at the foot of her bed. "I have
been remise, how have you found your benefits?"

"I was shocked to see my personal belongings
arrive here." James started. "I neither expected, nor deserve such
luxury." still trying to get over being abducted.

"Then your debt has mounted." she mused,
"You will make a payment tomorrow." sitting her glass in her lap
empty. James reached for it and placed it on a night stand. Seeing
an opened bottle, filled it and handed it back while sitting down
beside her.

"I need some instruction regarding that, I'm
afraid." he admitted, folding his hands together and placing his
elbow on the arm.

"Just let her seduce you." was her advice as
she waved off his concerns.

"Which one of them is that?" James' asked,
still worried about his role.

"Why both clients of course." she
giggled.

"Ah, so I will let them lead me." James felt
a little better. Seducing women is a lowly task. He was far better
off letting women chase him than him doing the chasing.

"You will not fail, James. You are
guaranteed to have sex with them both," she touched his thigh, "and
they only want sex." easing his mind.

"Is there anything I should know about
them?" James thought to ask.

"Dawn Gracie is a business client that I owe
a favor to. She is coming into town to cash that favor in. You are
part of that favor." she sighed, "Stacy Davidson is my cousin. She
has been lonely since her divorce and I want to set her up with a
blind date. You are that blind date. She knows what you look like
and has looked forward to this dinner. You may remember her by her
red hair. That reminds me, an Amex card has been issued for your
expenditures. It was placed in your wallet earlier. Keep in mind
that it only has a two hundred and fifty thousand dollar
limit."

James became aroused after listening to what
he had in store for the following day and it was sparked by the
scantily clad woman in front of him. But hearing about a quarter of
a million dollars for a spending limit set him back.

"I am afraid that your expectance will bear
me strife. A spending limit that meets or surpasses most towns'
budget is a responsibility I wouldn't like to shoulder." James
admitted aloud, almost terrified with the amount.

"That is exactly what I wanted to hear." she
sighed, "And it is also the reason why you have it. Anyone not
worried would be untrustworthy, you see."

"Is there a way you could cut it back?"
James requested.

"Unfortunately, we cannot. You see, the
limit would be reached before the end of the month. We estimate
your expenditures will exceed it should it be less."

"You expect me to spend that much in a
month?!" he was flabbergasted, what could cost so much?

“You have the suit that was purchased today,
the clubhouse, with all the accessories were $twenty-five hundred"
she reasoned, "You will pay for the hotel our guest is staying in
with that card. You will take my cousin to a five star restaurant
if she chooses and pay for that with the card. All in one day and
that adds up in thirty days."

"How in the world do you stay in business
with that overhead?" James asked.

"Ah, welcome to America, it is all a tax
write-off!" she laughed. "I don't have accountants and lawyers for
nothing."

James reflected on his goals of becoming a
force against crime, which seemed futile to begin with, but hearing
Cathleen talk about so many dollars like it was monopoly money gave
him a shiver.

"I am overwhelmed by it all." he
admitted.

"If you find monetary engineering baffling,
we won't even mention social engineering." she laughed.

"I am amazed of the intricacies of your
burdens. Mine seems pale in comparison." he sighed, "If there is
anything I could do to alleviate your plight, I would be honored to
accommodate."

"That is excellent news!" she cheered, and
pressed a buzzer somewhere under the arm of the love seat.

A young girl of high school age came to the
doorway, "Yes Miss?"

James took note of the maid from earlier and
was again struck by her fair beauty. She almost looked under
age.

"Jill, we are ready for bed." Cathleen
stated.

"Yes, Miss." she bowed, and walked back
out.

Cathleen stood up and gestured for James to
do the same. After a minute, the maid returned with another. James
was struck by the fact that they were identical. Both approached
and one began undressing Cathleen. The other stepped over to James
and started on his clothes.

"My modesty defeats me." James proclaimed,
trying to stop the girl.

"Relax James, they know what you have."
Cathleen smirked.

James relented and the girl had him stripped
to his boxers. His modesty affected his manhood as it had lost the
attention it possessed.

"Boxers, James? Those absolutely need
burned. Get bikini underwear tomorrow." Cathleen ordered. "A woman
can't judge the goods in a package like that." and both the girls
giggled. "Strip him!" she ordered, and the girls walked to him,
grabbing a side and yanked them past his knees.

"James, your embarrassment has left you
flaccid." she huffed, "Girls, get it up." and both went after
him.

James held his hands up, looked at Cathleen,
and shrugged with a dazed look. Looking down, he lost his place as
he couldn't tell which one was Jill.

"Jill; who is the other princess beside
you?" he asked.

He immediately regretted asking as the one
with his cock in her mouth removed it and said, "Jack" and went to
take him back but the other had taken it over. Jill looked back up
at him and gave him a frown. James mouthed, "Sorry" at the
disappointed girl.

"Jacqueline and Jill are my two personal
maids. Both are 18 of course. They have been with me for over two
years. When they turned sixteen, the Duchess of Kettering gave them
as a gift to me." Cathleen said proudly.

"A gift?” James inquired, taken aback
somewhat. “That is unbelievable!"

Slavery was a nasty business. He knew that
other countries still do it. That would cross a line on his moral
compass. He wondered if that was what Cathleen had meant.

"Their parents were servants for the
Duchess. They come from a long line of servants. Her giving them to
me is more complicated however. But, I'll say they are better off
with me than anywhere else." she explained.

James thought about that and decided that
Cathleen was probably right, knowing the treatment he had received
thus far.

The twins had gone to work after learning to
share. Jill grabbed his ass cheek on one side and Jack the other
and each took their turns mouthing him into an erection.

"What's your best guess on him girls?"
Cathleen asked, pointing at the creation they made.

"Eight inches." said one and the other
agreed.

"They do this often?" James asked, noticing
how casual it seemed to them.

"Not really, but we girls talked about it
and thought you'd be delighted to have them service you." Cathleen
giggled.

"Can I have him when you're done Miss?" Jack
asked. "My pussy is awful achy."

"Wait, I saw him first!" Jill piped in. "My
pussy aches too!"

"James is a commodity; you aren't to hurt
him in any way." Cathleen ordered, "Besides, it will be up to him."
sighing, "Has he got a hot body?"

Since they’d only seen him closely from the
crotch, they rubbed their hands on him and turned him around;
giving him an inspection, one said, "He has a tight ass." and
smacked it, making James tense up. "I like his muscles." the other
one said.

Cathleen removed her last article of
clothing by kicking her shoes off. She climbed into bed and spread
her legs. "Jack, get me wet. Jill, keep him hard."

Jack climbed between her legs. Jill sat
James on the edge so he could watch, and then dropped to his cock
to pay him lip service. Jack must have hit a good spot because
Cathleen said, "Oh, right there!" and grabbed Jack's hair to guide
her.

James had never witnessed another person
servicing a woman, let alone another girl doing the servicing. As
was expected, he found it most erotic. Jack seemed to enjoy her
task and the breasts of Cathleen's were merely a foot from him.
Jill was just as pleased to have his cock in her mouth as she
stroked his shaft. The urge was irresistible and his hand fondled
Cathleen's breast and nipple. His other hand went to Jill's head as
he felt her caress the back side of his cock with her tongue.

Jack reached with her hands between the legs
to spread Cathleen's lips apart, gaining better access. James,
always the gentleman, ran his hand from breast to slit and spread
the lips apart for her with two fingers, relieving Jack from the
awkward position. She was thankful for the free hand and used it to
caress Cathleen's breast.

Jill was feeding her hunger and the act was
raising her heat. The urge couldn't be fought as she lowered a hand
to her panties. When her fingers met her nub, a moan left her,
making James feel the vibration. Stroking herself and servicing a
cock was plenty enough for her as she shivered against James'
crotch, releasing him and resting with his shaft running beside her
nose. Panting into his balls, she recovered and took him once more
in her mouth.

Jack was not to be neglected either as she
propped her ass in the air, keeping her face on Cathleen's crotch.
Her left hand remained on a breast, but her right hand serviced
herself. Her talent was apparent as she lapped at Cathleen with her
tongue and stroked her own clit with her fingers. A minute into the
act, she shuddered with her own orgasm and screamed into Cathleen's
mound.

Cathleen had enough, feeling the young
girl's orgasm through her mouth on her sex. Clutching the hair even
tighter, she humped herself into paradise. Bucking to a tremble,
she released the head that served her and rubbed her own clit. Her
breasts that quaked in her pleasure had slowly subsided, giving
James the honor of seeing them rise and fall.

Jack had taken her essence and continued to
lick at the entrance. Cathleen had recovered and begged the hungry
girl off. Watching the service James was receiving, she ordered,
"Put James in me." and prepped for his intrusion.

Jill reluctantly released him and rose to do
her part. James climbed between the legs and propped himself up
with his arms. Jack took the task of spreading Cathleen’s sex lips
and Jill guided James' cock. Both were met over her slit and Jill
rubbed it up and down. Jack kept Cathleen open and serviced her
clit softly with two fingers, while the cock stroked the crevice
and clit with Jill's hand wrapped around it.