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  If only her damn mask would straighten out…she still couldn’t see all that well. Suddenly her mask was removed and replaced by a tight blindfold. In complete darkness, Barbie let out a little moan of uncertainty.

  “That’s all I needed to hear,” whispered James.

  * * *

  Tom and the three women had Pam in the salon area. She was now lying supine on a narrow mattress on the floor as they stroked her body gently, touching her everywhere on her naked flesh. Her wrists were still in handcuffs although now she was joined to the leg of the heavy ottoman. Her mask was cock-eyed so her vision was not clear. But that was all right. She sighed in her relaxed state of mind.

  She was still in the haze of her incredible orgasm from the spanking and the wonder of it all. She loved him taking control of every inch of her body. The women’s brief touches were a soothing balm to her soul. She loved what was happening to her.

  She was never going to be the same after this yachting party. California seemed a million miles away in another world. She didn’t even give a second thought as to what was happening to Barbie. She sighed gently and kept her eyes closed as her nipples were lovingly tweaked and tickled, her thighs parted by gentle hands. A warm tongue was snaking its way between her tender pussy lips, spreading them open, and circling her clit. She did not want to move a muscle.

  Miranda and Lorraine moved down her body; pulled Pam’s knees up and apart, softly stroking her inner thighs, as Cashmere licked and lapped at the tasty cunt. She opened Pam’s lower lips wider with her fingers and watched the engorged clit pop forward like a little dick. She flicked at it, making Pam’s hips bounce in response, and took it between her lips and sucked gently, then more firmly. Pam began to moan; it hurt a little bit. Tom observed, stroking his long cock, waiting for his turn to torment.

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  CHAPTER TEN

  Barbie was in the dark; she couldn’t see a thing, though her senses were on high alert. Instincts wanted to lift the blindfold from her eyes, but of course, she could not. She relied on the men to give her light at some point! She surrendered to them, softening her body, complying with whatever they had in mind to do to her.

  Someone’s hands were on her tits. They rotated them roughly, pinched her tender nipples, and began to wetly suck on them. She responded with moans of pleasure, and even when pinched painfully, her cunt twitched. She opened her thighs as far as she could within her restraints. Let them look at her pussy…let them gawk as her labia got wet, swollen and slippery. Those thoughts were causing small animal sounds to escape from her dry lips. She ran her tongue over them to moisten.

  Two men unfastened her ankles and bent her legs up; she felt straps encircle her thighs and knees then pulled tight. Another strap was attached, locked into another hook under the bed; she was splayed open like a filleted fish!

  She could only imagine what she looked like in their eyes. She moaned and writhed; her luscious body in abandon back and forth, as much as she could. She loved this!

  Hands immediately were everywhere. Stroking her tits, waist and spreading her neatly trimmed pussy lips even wider…so many fingers probing and tickling her wet tissues, a hard pinch on her clit made her moan and thrust. A flat tongue dragged wetly from her tits down to her belly button where it circled for a few moments, and made her whimper.

  A thick, middle finger slipped inside and started gracing her G-spot. Finally a man who knows where it is! She thought with a contented sigh. The digit fucked urgently in and out for several moments, slowing again to stroke…over and over. When he pulled the finger out, her pussy jetted a copious amount of fluid wetting the bed. She kept her hips gently pumping. “Yes… yes.…” she moaned softly.

  Someone else grabbed her by the chin, jerking her face to the left. He squeezed her jaw gently but firmly, forcing her mouth open. A cock rubbed roughly on her mouth and slipped inside. She wrapped her full lips around the large member and started to suck.

  * * *

  Back in the salon, Cashmere sucked Pam’s swollen clit for a full minute. It truly hurt, and Pam began to protest.

  “Hush!” commanded Lorraine. “Don’t speak to her.” Pam shut up. Her hips writhed in hope to shake Cashmere loose of her.

  Cashmere raised her head and looked at her between her spread knees. “What is your problem? You don’t have any problems…yet.” She raised her right arm towards Miranda. A large flesh-colored dildo was handed to her. Pam lay there wondering if that was a threat she had just heard. She caught sight of the large pink apparatus and cringed. This was going to hurt!

  Cashmere began to stroke Pam’s pussy, willing the young woman to let go and feel the pleasure build…gain her confidence that she was in good hands if she behaved. Cashmere took the head of the fat dildo and ran it lightly up and down the wet slit, circled inside the hole and back to slide up and down. Pam felt quite relaxed and sighed deeply. Cashmere gently pressed the head into her opening.

  “Loosen up, baby,” she crooned, indicating to Lorraine what she wanted her to do with a nod of her head.

  Pam suddenly tensed as Lorraine leaned over and with one hand, pulled back her cunt lips, exposing more tender tissue for Cashmere. With her other hand, she fingered Pam’s clit as the phallus slid in deeper and fucked her. Having all that attention on her pussy was sending thrills up and down her spine, actually curling her toes!

  Miranda leaned over to lick and suck Pam’s nipples as she tugged on the handcuffs for leverage, gently pumping her hips. Miranda’s warm mouth felt delicious on her aching nips.

  The dildo slipped in a few more inches, stretching her vaginal walls wide. So slick it was; in and out, in and out, it was incredible while her aching clit throbbed with needed release. Her hips thrust intermittently.

  As Lorraine continued to finger her, the plastic dick pumping in and out, Pam let her orgasm go. Her thighs pulled back wide and she felt her cunt squirt out liquid, splashing around the dildo while she screamed out in ecstasy. Cashmere grinned and licked up what juice landed on her hands.

  Tom stepped forward with a small needle roller in his hand, sporting a hundred tiny points. Pam, lying with eyes closed, did not see him approach and kneel between her spread thighs. He stared at her hot pulsating cunt and bent to kiss it, letting his long tongue relish her flavor, and flick lightly over her slick and extremely sensitive clit.

  She relaxed and enjoyed his ministrations. Abruptly he stopped licking and began to lightly use the roller on her inner thighs, making her squirm and moan in uncertainty. She didn’t know what he was doing or what to expect next!

  Cashmere pulled upwards on Pam’s pussy exposing more of her opening, while Tom continued to roll lightly, and then used a little more pressure. Closer and closer, he moved to her most sensitive area. Pam didn’t know if she liked it or not! It hurt…but was also exciting.

  Tom suddenly rolled the device lightly over her wet tissues, near her clit. “Ohhhhh, ohhhh, what are you doing?” She cried out, trying to pull her thighs together, but he kept them apart with his elbows, almost fighting with her.

  He slapped her thigh hard. “Keep your legs open!” After a few attempts to relax, as her thighs wanted to snap close, she was able to comply and let them fall open. The other two women held her down.

  Tom continued with the wicked device, watching her pussy closely as he rolled and rolled the little spiky points where it mattered most. He loved to hear her screams, and his erection was becoming a bit uncomfortable; he needed to fuck her.

  Soon enough, Tom, on his knees, fucked her hard with her hips lifted by his strong arms, while Lorraine lit a candle.

  The hot wax dripped onto Pam’s bouncing tits. Pam screamed out in pain as her body was rocked back and forth from Tom’s furious assault. She continued to whine as Lorraine trailed the hot wax down her body to her belly…waiting.

  Tom finally shot his load deep into her clasping cunt, and then pulled out. He held her thighs wide open as the trail of hot wax dribbled down…down…do
wn…onto her open pussy. Pam howled out, once again in pain. Lorraine kept the candle in place, dripping, dripping until her pussy was covered in hot wax.

  After a few minutes, the wax had cooled and set. Tom and Lorraine began to slowly peel it off. It was quite a peculiar feeling; Pam’s pussy became super sensitive from the flaking. Lorraine began to rotate her four fingers over the clit, massaging.

  Ohhhhh, that feels so good, Pam thought in a haze of pleasurable pain, as her breath became harsh. Her thighs began to quiver uncontrollably. In a few minutes, she was once again wailing in ecstasy.

  Still handcuffed, Pam laid there gasping in the afterglow from her powerful orgasm. Cashmere climbed onto her chest and placed her wet, bald pussy to Pam’s lips. “Eat me good,” she commanded sternly. Pam’s tongue tentatively reached up into the slightly salty tasting cunt and licked, flicking the tip of her tongue on Cashmere’s clit.

  Lorraine and Miranda got into a sixty-nine position on the floor and proceeded to eat each other. It was not long before three more screams of pleasure penetrated the salon walls.

  Once Pam was released from her bondage, the women refreshed themselves with water and a little snack. After that, the four traipsed off to a bedroom and cuddled together on the king-sized bed for a few hours of much needed sleep.

  No one noticed the three crewmembers watching intently through the smoke glass window.

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  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Someone was eating Barbie while she sucked the thick cock…someone’s tongue roamed all over her swollen pussy, licking up one side and down the other. Her clit was ready to burst. Abruptly, hands reached for her wrists and she found herself released with the large cock slipping out from her mouth. But that was only for a brief instant, for strong arms and deft hands quickly tossed her onto her elbows and knees, ass in the air. Not being able to see, she did not know who was doing what to her.

  Barbie was close to cumming from all this manhandling. She felt fingers tickle her from behind, fingering her clit; one of the men managed to slide underneath her. She was lying on top of him, her tits flattened on his hairy chest, thighs open with knees on the bed, as his cock slipped easily up into her sopping gash.

  He fucked her hard for a few moments gripping her hips, when she felt someone behind touch her asshole. “NO!” she cried out urgently. “Not there, please—”

  Her ass was slapped hard. “No talking!” one of the men growled angrily. She felt her asshole being lubed up, the swipes and touches felt good. A finger was slowly inserted, twisted, and with all the lubrication, it didn’t hurt that bad. She was a virgin in that area.

  She tried to relax her anus. The finger went deeper, gently, and started to wriggle a little. She found herself thrusting back. With a cock in her pussy and a finger in her ass, she could only imagine what this scene looked like. It was tremendously arousing.

  The cock kept up a steady rhythm and the finger pulled out. She felt a little empty after that, but then pressure…lots of pressure! Oh no! Relax, relax, she thought wildly.

  Her hips were gripped tightly as the cock head slipped inside. It hurt, but as long as she relaxed, it wasn’t too bad. Maybe that was all that would happen…she dared to hope. But no…the cock shoved in deeper.

  The cock in her pussy provided some friction, while the cock in her ass filled her and it had started to feel incredibly good. The man on top reached around under her and scrabbled around for her clit, and that kicked her pleasure mode over the edge.

  He played with her like that for a few minutes as she slowly lost her mind in a haze of ecstasy. Grunting like an animal she wildly fucked back at the plundering cocks; in moments she came hard, wailing loudly as her cunt gushed salty fluid, covering both dicks.

  The men groaned simultaneously in excitement; she felt both of them become rigid as their cocks jerked inside her cavities, shooting their load. Barbie could feel the hot cum fill up her pussy and ass, leaking and dripping down her wide spread thighs. A strong arm only held her up around her waist or she would have collapsed face down onto the man under her.

  James turned her face to him and inserted his raging cock once again for a final fuck. He was ready to blow and in seconds, he came with a deep, satisfied groan as he thoroughly drained his cum inside of her slurping mouth.

  Everyone was exhausted, laying around in complete bliss. None of the men made it to their bedrooms and fell asleep with Barbie. Sleep was definitely in order.

  * * *

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  The next day and night was the same; fucking and sucking and dominating their new willing subjects, eating delicious meals prepared on the yacht by James’ cook before the party gathered, and a great selection of booze. As exciting as all the sex games were, they were always ready to come home after forty-eight hours.

  Conrad did not sleep all that well the last night, but he had many sleepless nights lately. His warped mind was whirling with thoughts of his catastrophic financial woes. He wanted to put his getaway plan into action as soon as possible. Perhaps as soon as tomorrow! Why not? He had already mapped out his plan, and Paper Tiger was loaded up with his most prized possessions. He could leave everything else and get out of Dodge. Let the vultures swoop and take everything else; he could give a flying fuck.

  However, he didn’t want to go it alone. He needed his entertainment for the long days ahead at sea. Conrad had eyes for Pam and Barbie — which one would bring the most dollar if need be? Had to be the blonde, especially over in Columbia. And who better than this hot morsel?

  If worse came to worse and he needed some cash, he knew he could sell her. She was prime — a few more good years left in that pussy. She would be dead before she turned thirty, as there was an abundance of young women in the black market. His palms started to itch as he lay in his bed, which gently rocked from the movement of the water. He could not wait to get his hands on her…alone!

  * * *

  The partygoers were exhausted as they exited Pleasure in the afternoon and headed for the mansion. They were tired, but in a good way, and satiated for the time being. The next party was scheduled for the following month. Pam and Barbie would be back in California at that point, but hopefully they would have rounded up another new playmate or two by then.

  Pam and Barbie were quiet as they walked along with James, each in their own thoughts about what they had been through, what this experience had taught them about themselves, and their bodies.

  They all came inside to say their good-byes, hugs, and kisses, leaving James alone with his two houseguests. Gathering outside to get their cars, no one noticed Conrad as he lingered by his dark red Jaguar. They all exited the circled drive quickly, anxious to get home, leaving the man to his twisted thoughts.

  How was he going to get her? He started rummaging through his glove box. Luckily, he remembered he had three packets of crushed roofies. He had just made the packets himself a week ago by crushing the tablets of the Rohypnol he had scored from his supplier. Cool!

  * * *

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  The girls were very tired and James suggested they all take a nap on his king size bed in his master suite. “Just an hour or so, after that we can get up and order dinner in if you’d like,” James said as he started to remove his shorts and polo shirt.

  “Are you sure you only want sleep?” Barbie asked playfully. She actually was tired, but if he wanted to play with her, she would certainly let him have his way.

  “Yep, believe it or not, I am really pooped,” he replied, flopping down on his back on the bedcover and closing his eyes.

  Pam and Barbie left their bikinis on and lay down beside him. In a few minutes, they were all snoring softly.

  After about thirty minutes, Pam’s eyes opened. She was awake and didn’t know why, as she thought she was really worn-out. However, she could not lie there anymore and decided to get up. It was only late afternoon, and there was still some sunshine, so maybe she would have a cool drink and go lay by t
he pool. Wait for them to wake up.

  Pam slid carefully from the wide bed and found her flip-flops. She padded downstairs to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She poured herself a large glass of ice water and slipped into her bathing suit cover up, buttoning the few buttons. She really did not need any more sun, but just wanted to lie out there for a while. She put on her aviators and quietly slid the large glass door open and walked out onto the expansive patio to a chaise lounge. Settling herself down, she took a large sip of her drink. Ahhhh, she thought, I could get used to this.

  With her eyes closed and in a semi-relaxed state of mind, she did not notice the back gate open. He had waited for quite awhile, formulating his plan after having found just what he needed in his glove box. So all he had to do was wait for the opportune time. Peeking through the foliage through the wrought iron fence, he could see the pool area pretty clearly. Lo and behold, his prize came into view!

  Conrad went into action. He had a backup plan if something or someone interrupted, but by God, this could be the chance he had been waiting for. He would deal with whatever, when or if, it happened. He walked quickly across the lush green lawn and approached Pam lightly dozing on the lounge. He licked his lips, as he took in her long, lithe legs, slightly parted, as she lay dead, NO! Sleeping! he corrected himself.

  He sat himself down on the lounge beside her. She sensed him and opened her eyes. “Oh, hi!” she said, surprised to see him as she thought it might have been Barbie. “What are you doing here, I thought you went home?”

  “I came back. I wanted to talk some things over with James. Is he around?”

  “He is sleeping right at the moment…we’re all pretty tired and were resting. I can go get him—”