The Arrangement [Box Set] (28 page)

She looked over her shoulder at James behind her, then beneath her at Edward, and then up in front at George’s stiffening cock.

—Ok, boys, she said. Let’s make this a night to remember.

She gasped as she felt the massive bulk of Edward’s powerful cock push against the lips of her pussy.

—Come on, he said, and began sucking and licking her nipples which were hanging down above his face like fruit.

She put her mouth over George’s tired, old cock and told herself that this wouldn’t take long. James was licking her anus, pushing his tongue as far as it could reach into her. His tongue seemed to be twirling circles around the puckered little asshole and the effect was magical. It turned her on instantly and she pushed her pelvis forward, allowing Edward’s giant cock to get in past her lips, far into the open, wet mouth of her hungry cunt. She plunged her head back and forth on George’s stiffening cock, bobbing so hard that her face was hitting his protruding belly with each forward motion of her head.

If her mouth hadn’t been full to bursting with George, she would have screamed when she felt James thrust his huge fist of a cock into her poor, delicate little asshole. She felt like she was being torn apart by animals now. She could see nothing but George’s pubic patch, she could hear nothing but the sound of three men groaning and breathing with the force of their exertion, and all she could feel was the fiery sensation of intense pleasure as the two largest cocks she had ever seen pounded in and out of her pussy and asshole at the same time.

It was just too much sensation. She didn’t know if she would scream out in ecstasy or terror when the moment arrived. She was getting hotter and hotter, growing closer to the point of climax when the whole world began to feel like it was going to disappear, just for a second, and the only things that existed were the pulses of sheer pleasure and joy that surged through her body during orgasm.

George was the first to tip over the edge, coming in her mouth with a force that his old body didn’t seem able to sustain. He grabbed her head and rammed his cock far back into her throat and squirted jet after jet of hot semen into her mouth. If it had been one of the other men’s cocks she wouldn’t have been able to hold it in her mouth but luckily George was more modestly sized and she enjoyed the gooey warmth of his cum in her drastic state of heightened sexual pleasure. Next was Edward, who clenched her shoulders with his powerful hands and pulled himself upward, as far inside her as any man had ever been. He was probably as far inside her as was possible to safely go. It felt like the head of his cock was at the bottom of her stomach. Her body wasn’t that big and Edward was so long and full-sized she couldn’t imagine where inside her he actually was. It was no exaggeration to say he gushed jizz deeper within her than anyone ever had before. She felt it spray into her like fuel being loaded into a rocket. She shuddered in pure ecstasy as he screamed in pleasure, and just at that moment James’s hard shaft began surging in massive throbs as it began to plaster her asshole with yet more white-hot semen. She was being filled in three holes at once and it was such an overwhelming sensation that she thought she would faint. The room blurred and everything went silent.

Then she blacked out.

XI

W
HEN APRIL CAME BACK TO
consciousness there was a ringing in her ears and her throat was dry. She was in the bed in the room she’d been in earlier only now it was empty. The curtains were drawn so she couldn’t tell what time it was but she sensed the silent stillness of night. There was a glass of water beside her and she picked it up and took a sip. She had no idea what had happened to her since the orgy. She was still wearing the same dress she had on earlier, which was a good sign she supposed. She could also feel the sticky semen of James and Edward in her ass and pussy. She didn’t know where she’d gotten the courage to do what she’d done but she had, and it was a good thing because it seemed she’d pleased the Andersen Strathern guys well enough. Her own earth shuddering orgasm had knocked her unconscious. She’d never even heard of that happening before.

She was going to get up and use the washroom when she realized she couldn’t move her legs. They were tied together with a piece of cord that went under the bed, probably to one of the bed legs. What the hell was going on?

She tried to move her legs but it only tightened the cord. She leaned up and pulled off the blanket and looked at it. The knot was messy and complicated. It would take a while to open it. She leaned over to the bedside table and grabbed the phone. She didn’t know if she was going to call the lobby or the police but it didn’t make a difference. The phone was dead.

She looked desperately around the room. What was happening to her? Who had done this? Her mind raced among the men who had been present when she’d passed out. Had one of them put something in her drink? She didn’t think so. Could James and Edward have arranged this? She figured Herb and the other partners would allow them to get away with pretty much anything they wanted in order to get their business. This did seem a bit far though.

—Midge! she called.

She wondered if her friend was in the same position in the next room. This too seemed unlikely. There was no use fooling herself. There was only one person who might do this to her, and with a shock of terror she noticed that person sitting in a dark corner across the room, motionless as a bat. It was Walter.

—I was wondering when you’d wake up,
slut
.

—Walter! What the hell is going on? Where is everyone?

—Everyone? You mean all those men you let fuck you.

—Walter! I had to. The deal was going to fall through.
Someone
had to give them what they wanted.

—And what are you implying by that? That I can’t do my job properly?

—No, of course not.

—Well, it doesn’t really matter now, does it?

—What do you mean it doesn’t matter? Walter! What’s going on? What are you going to do?

Walter got up from his chair and very slowly began walking toward her. He was humming a tune as he came across the room. April couldn’t make it out but it sounded a little like a nursery rhyme, one that they said to the children.

—Walter! Walter! She screamed.

In a second he was on top of her. He had a pillow on her face to muffle the screams and struggle as she might she didn’t have the strength to get him off her.

—Shut up or I’ll smother you, he said.

She stopped struggling. She stopped trying to scream. He took the pillow from her face slowly. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t move. She didn’t want to enrage him farther. All she wanted was a chance to talk. Maybe she could calm him down if she had a few minutes to speak with him. They had their problems but they were all his fault. If she could make him believe that she was doing her best to obey him then maybe he’d see things differently and untie her.

—I’m only here to obey you, she said.

—I never told you to enjoy it.

She had to be careful. She couldn’t say that it was only natural. That it was her body’s reaction to physical stimulus. That she had no control over it. She had to try and make him feel in control, make him feel powerful. That was the only way she’d be able to diffuse the situation.

—Walter, you know none of them compare to you. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted. You’re the only man I’ve ever loved. Every time I’m with someone else I picture you. I swear it.

It was a blatant lie but Walter was so egotistical and vain he just might buy it.

—Give me a break, April. I saw the look on your face today. You were being a slut and you loved every second of it. You screamed out in ecstasy and then fainted, for Christ’s sake.

—No, Walter. It was all an act. For you. For us. So that we could get their business.

—Don’t give me that crap. You don’t care about the firm’s business.

—But I care about you, Walter. And I care about our life up in The Oaks. It’s all for you. All of it.

Walter shook his head.

—I can’t believe a word you say anymore.

He put his hand in his pocket and took out what looked like a small penknife. April’s heart started racing. He opened it and she could see that it wasn’t a knife but a corkscrew.

—Walter! she said nervously. What are you going to do with that?

—What do you think I’m going to do,
slut
?

—Help! she screamed as loud as she could. Help me!

In an instant he was on her again. He pulled up the skirt of her dress, exposing her red vagina which was still gooey with Edward’s semen. She grabbed his wrist just before he jammed the corkscrew into the soft flesh of her pussy. She screamed as she held his wrist with all her might. He hit her with his free hand across the face but she didn’t let go. She held on to both of his wrists and didn’t know where the strength came from but she stopped him from getting his hands free. She screamed and screamed as they struggled until eventually, after what seemed like minutes but was actually just a matter of seconds, there was a loud knocking on the door.

—Help me! Please! she screamed.

—Shut up, Walter yelled and got his hand free.

He pulled back his arm and was about to pierce her with that awful corkscrew when a man in the hotel’s red and black uniform came crashing through the door. Before Walter could react the hotel employee was on him.

There was a struggle but the employee was stronger and faster than Walter and soon had him on his back. To April’s undying relief he’d gotten the corkscrew away from him too.

—Thank you, she said, and as she looked from Walter to the man who’d rescued her she realized he was the same guy from the lobby.

—You fucking retard, Walter said from the ground.

He was addressing the hotel employee with the vilest, most despicable expression on his face April had ever seen.

—I’ll have your job for this, buddy. I’ll have your job, your money, your whole fucking life. You got a mortgage? A wife? Medical bills? You’re mine now, you fuck.

—What are you talking about? the employee said.

He looked at April.

—We’ve got to get out of here, she said to him. Untie me. I’ll explain later.

—We’re not going anywhere. This guy was trying to kill you.

—Believe me, it’s better if we just get out of here. He’s got powerful friends.

—I don’t care who his friends are, he can’t get away with this.

—Please untie me, April said. His friends are extremely rich and influential. They’ll twist everything. You know they will.

The guy came over to the bed and began untying the cords around April’s legs. She felt embarrassed to be in that position and tried to pull her dress down as far as she could. This poor guy probably thought she was a prostitute. He’d seen her with Walter in the lobby and know she was here, tied up in a suite. The boy turned to Walter.

—I don’t care who you are. You move so much as a muscle, I’ll punch your lights out.

Walter obviously didn’t doubt it. He didn’t move at all. He lay on the ground with a snarl of hatred on his face and watched as this hotel concierge who didn’t have any power in the world rescued her.

When she was untied April said, —Come on. We have to get out of here. I don’t know when the others might come back. If they see us, we’re done for.

—I don’t get it, the guy said again. We have to call the police.

—We can’t, April said, and grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him out of the suite with her.

She didn’t even look back at Walter. All she knew was that they had to get out of there. Walter and Herb could do pretty much anything they wanted. She knew that much. And she wasn’t going to allow them to hurt her, and she wasn’t going to let them ruin this guy’s life either. At least not if she could help it. She led the way to the elevator.

—Wait, the kid said. I don’t even know your name.

—It’s April. But hurry. We don’t have much time.

—April. That’s beautiful, the boy said, and he gave her such a kind, charming smile she almost fainted again, or at least felt like she could. I’m Jack.

—Jack, she repeated softly, we’ve really got to get out of here. If my husband’s friends catch us we really are done for. I don’t doubt for a second they’ve got the police in their pockets.

—In that case, follow me. There’s a staff elevator back this way that will get us out of the hotel much more discretely.

Jack took her hand and for the first time in her life, she truly felt safe. She had never been in so much danger, she didn’t know what they were up against and what the firm would do to get her back. Walter seemed ready to kill her. Herb had her children locked away in some boarding school. But something about Jack’s hand holding hers, firmly but kindly, and she knew she could trust him. Maybe he wouldn’t be with her forever, maybe he wouldn’t see her to the end of this mess she was in with Walter and the rest of the firm, but he at least wouldn’t leave her high and dry. He wouldn’t abandon her. He was a good man. She could sense it. He’d helped her in the lobby and he came back to help her in the suite too. That couldn’t be a coincidence.

His life might be in ruins, she thought, because of what he’d done for her. Walter meant all those things he’d said. He could get this guy into all kinds of trouble, with the police, with credit reference agencies, with the IRS. It really was true, whoever knows the law can pull all the strings. And yet, looking at Jack’s tight black curls and dark stubble, she felt if anyone could stand up to Walter it was him.