We’d arranged for Jolene to meet me at my house when I got home. I was surprised Tiffany was with her. I started crying as soon as I saw them, Tiffany gathering me into her arms and comforting me until I was done.
“Jolene told me you had a rough couple days and you might want some company.”
I nodded, still sobbing, clinging to her like a drowning man. When I finally cried myself out, they led me to the couch and we sat down, Tiffany still keeping her arms around me.
“The good news is; everything’s in place. We got what we needed at the Club and everything’s up and running at Oliver’s place. Using the same frequency of the wireless cameras in the club, JackAss was able to infiltrate the computer system there. He has traps in place that will note wherever the information in the club is sent to. One of those has already been identified as Oliver’s computer, and JackAss was able to piggy back on that signal and install some viruses that will corrupt his entire system on command, destroying everything on it. Any files he sends on his computer will automatically be sent to JackAss’s system as well. In the meanwhile, he’s monitoring all of his computer communications, and searching through all of his contacts. Some of them are obviously coded like ‘The Lion King’ and ‘Daedalus’. Some of the recordings from yesterday were already sent out.”
“Oliver promised copies to the two other men who used me,” I said. “Unless it goes to more than those two, it won’t tell us much.”
“Actually,” Jolene said. “It’s already been sent out to six other computers, all coded email addresses. Assuming two of them were the other participants yesterday; four other people have the movies.”
Great. My humiliating sexual performance yesterday was in the hands of at least seven people. Not including Jolene, Mark and JackAss, who’d heard everything and might need to go through it to decipher something we didn’t already know."
“I understand.” I started sobbing again. Would I never run out of tears. Probably not until Oliver ran out of cum.
“The only thing we have left to do is get you back to the Club to see if any of your files go anyplace other than Oliver’s computer and from there to wherever. So far, it’s only gone to his, but none of it was yours, so we need to be sure.”
“Oliver told me I’d be going to the Club on Election Day, something to do with getting Trump elected.”
Tiffany and Jolene looked at one another and Tiffany said, “That’s two more weeks away, Brenda. Will you make it that long? You’re not doing well. Jolene told me what happened last night.”
I sniffed. “I’ve already accepted who I am, Tiffany. My only concern is taking Oliver down with me. You don’t know what it was like. I can’t possibly describe it. Three men sharing me, cunt to ass to mouth, and I craved it. I wanted it. I implored them to fuck me. Last night, I was on the phone with Tan and while I was talking to him, Oliver was playing with my clit, trying to make me moan for my husband. I hated him with every fiber of my being, yet still couldn’t wait to get his cock in me and ride him to orgasm. No normal person could do that. I’m sick. I’ve been twisted beyond all recognition. You can’t help what I’ve become. Oliver won. I’m done, toast, stick a fork in me, cooked.”
“I don’t believe you,” Tiffany said. “You’re the best woman I know.”
“I think you’d change your mind if you saw me yesterday.”
“No, now. I think you’re good now.”
“Maybe before. Before Oliver; BO. Maybe I was good once. I don’t know anymore. I know I’m not the same as I was.” I started crying again. “Just promise me, no matter what happens, Oliver goes down. He gets fucked as completely as I’ve been fucked.”
“That’s a promise I’m safe making,” Jolene said. “Some way, shape or method, that bastard will get his.”
Jolene left shortly after. Tiffany stayed with me. Getting me to eat something, then leading me to my bed and tucking me in. I curled up in the sheets and covers, the fetal position. Tiffany got behind me and held me.
“We’ll get some psychiatric counseling for you after this is over,” Tiffany said. “You’ll get better again. You’ll see.”
“I don’t think you understand, Tiffany,” I whispered. “If you asked me to, I’d crawl between your legs now and bring you to a screaming orgasm and I wouldn’t bat an eye. It wouldn’t make any difference. I’m a fuck toy now. I could maybe deny it when only Oliver and his friends knew what a whore I was, but Jolene, Mark and JackAss heard me. They’re probably searching Oliver’s computer looking at files of me fucking and sucking every cock and cunt Oliver wanted me to. Seeing who else has possession of it, who else knows what a slut I am. I licked Maria’s cunt. She knows what I’ve done. Who else has seen the slut me? Everyone in Tan’s office saw me fucking two men and getting off on it. How many took pictures or movies of the crazy bitch across the street getting double fucked? If I searched the internet now for fucking woman in open window, how many times would I see myself? What difference does it make anymore?”
“They don’t know who you were. No one knows it was you.”
“I know it’s me. Oliver knows it was me. The asshole with him knows it was me. I stripped in a shitty strip club and got fucked up on stage by a fucking hairy monster with a humongous cock. How many pictures or videos of that little incident are floating around somewhere? It’s over, Tiffany. I’m not the person Tan married. Why try fooling myself any longer. I’ll stick around long enough to see Oliver gets his without him becoming the wiser, then leave.”
Tiffany didn’t say anything more. She knew my mind was made up. I could be a stubborn bitch sometimes, and she didn’t try to argue. Tiffany never did. She usually just tried an end run at some point. I’m not sure she had an end to run around, but she’d try it eventually. I finally went to sleep with her arm around me. At some point during the night, Tiffany got up and left and I settled back to sleep.
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Brenda gets devastating news and plans her revenge. This chapter contains scenes of oral and anal sex, incest, lesbian sex, gay sex, ass to mouth, group sex, and anal rimming. I still consider it to be in the non-consent/reluctance category despite the presence of these other topics because of the overall arc of the story.
Chapter 21
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Smothered in a Landslide
On Monday, I couldn’t speak to JackAss; could barely glance in his direction. I was so embarrassed I’d shown my true colours to him. Strangers fucking me no longer bothered me too much. Having my friends know what a whore I was made it much worse. The list of friends was growing longer. JackAss recognized my discomfort and left me alone. I waited quietly for Suki to show up. She got there and we rode silently down to the lake. I wasn’t very talkative, and Suki realized I was in some pain.
“Do you miss Tan?” Suki asked.
I did miss Tan, very much. I wished he was here. I should never have agreed to Oliver’s bet, hoping I could give Tan a child before my year was up. If I’d just resisted Tan’s desire for a baby, he’d be here now and I wouldn’t be giving myself to Oliver every chance he got. On the other hand, I was glad he wasn’t here right now. I was so ashamed of myself, I felt there was a big red ‘A’ branded onto my forehead. Adulteress. Surely if he were here, he’d recognize I was not his wife anymore. He would know me for the whore I was. Nor had I become an adulteress like Hester Prynne, for love; but for stupidity and a momentary shame, now permanently embossed on my soul.
Nor was it was simply my transgressions I now had to bear. I would go to Suki’s and Erin’s tonight and enable them to be spied upon, and every one of my friends would follow. Thankfully, I would not learn of their quirks and foibles. Jolene or Mark would listen to them, not me. I would only find out who my betrayer was. I hoped they choked on their 30 pieces of silver.
“I do, but I fear I’m pensive for another reason,” I said, giving her an answer. “Tan and I agreed to engage in FaceTime sex on Saturday night, but I was busy and couldn’t accommodate him. I agreed to do so at another time of his choosing, including when I might be working with you. He has only to text me and I’m to stop what I’m doing and masturbate for him.”
Suki nodded, somehow understanding, having a lover like Erin she missed when they were parted. “I’ll give you some privacy when he calls.”
“Thank you.”
Suki allowed me to wallow in my own pity as long as it didn’t impinge upon her work. We took a break at mid day for lunch, eating at one of the outdoor tables at the guest house. Since I’d agreed to pose for Suki and without pay, she made sure she fed me every day we worked. Usually it was some form of salad, occasionally, a sandwich or cold grilled chicken. It gave me a chance to sit and refresh myself for the afternoon. We were done eating and preparing to leave the guest house when Tan texted me.
I’m ready. FaceTime me as soon as you are.
“It’s Tan,” I said.
“I’ll give you some privacy,” Suki said, getting up to leave.
“I won’t have any privacy here,” I said, pointing to the security cameras. “You stay. I’ll come and get you when I’m finished.”
I went back to our spot and sat in my resting chair, opened my robe and called Tan. It was 5 in the morning in Osaka. Tan was lying on the bed in his hotel room. When we had the connection, he reversed his phone and showed me his hard cock. His hand was on it, lightly stroking, doing just enough to keep himself hard.
“Hi, sweetheart,” I said. “I can see you’re ready.”
“Hell, yes,” Tan said. “I was a very frustrated boy on Saturday night. Show me your pussy.”
I held the camera down by my cunt, so he could see me.
“Come now. I know you masturbated anyway. You couldn’t have been all that frustrated,” I said.
“I didn’t get to watch you. I had to use my imagination and it’s not as fun. Touch yourself.”
I glided a finger through my slit. I was already starting to get wet. It was quite arousing to masturbate for Tan like this. I parted my folds for him, showing him my entrance. I slid a finger in me to the second knuckle.
“What did you imagine while you masturbated?” I asked, slowly finger fucking myself for my husbands enjoyment.
“You masturbating for all of us after our strip poker game,” Tan said, stroking his cock harder.
“Why that?” I asked, sliding a second finger to join the first in my cunt.
“Because it was so fucking hot,” Tan moaned. “We were all turned on and everyone but Kathy was naked. It was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.”
“Mmmm,” I whispered. “I remember. I was so ashamed to be masturbating for all of you, but it was part of the eroticism for me. I orgasmed so quickly.”
I removed my fingers and brought them, wet and slick, to my mouth and licked them clean for Tan. Tan groaned watching. His cock was so hard. I could see it twitching in the camera, close to cumming. I moved my fingers back down and lightly touched my clit, as hard and demanding of attention as Tan’s cock was.
“I’m going to cum soon,” Tan groaned. “Are you with me?”
“I’m with you, Tan.” All I had to do was rub slightly harder and I’d easily orgasm.
I could see Tan’s cock throbbing and a spurt of sperm shot from the top, quickly followed by another, Tan’s hips bouncing with his strangled groans. One hard touch and I was moaning with him. My pussy was palpitating and I shoved three fingers as deep as I could go to keep it going as long as possible. My fluids began leaking out and running down to my ass. Tan’s spurts slowed and his cream bubbled from his cock, flowing over the head. I could almost taste it. I wanted to taste it, feel it flow over my tongue, the salty sliminess of it; the warmth, heated to body temperature. I whimpered.
“When are you coming home to me?” I asked, still moaning. “Are you going to be able to take a break and come home before you finish the project?”
“Maybe. We’ll see where the project stands in three weeks. Maybe I can come back for Thanksgiving.”
Tan was smearing his sperm all over his cock, turning it a milky white. I imagined him shoving it into my cunt and I had another minor orgasm. I had to add a fourth finger to the mess in my cunt.
“Press your boss. I can hardly wait for you to come back.” At least it would reduce the frequency of my contacts with Oliver.
“I will,” he promised. “It’s coming along well. I’ll talk to you later, Brenda.” He terminated the call.
I’d brought some napkins from our lunch and I wiped myself to remove the worst evidence of my climaxes from my body. I walked back to the guest house and I interrupted Suki playing a game on her phone.
“So, how’d it go?” She asked, putting her phone away.
“Everyone was satisfied,” I replied. “It went as expected. I’m hoping Tan will be able to come home for Thanksgiving.”
“Good,” Shizuko said. “Ready to go back to work?”
“Sure. Do you mind if I stop by for a few minutes this evening? I haven’t seen Erin for awhile.”
“No problem. Erin will be glad to see you.”
We finished up the day and as I was dressing, Suki said, “I probably only have another weeks worth of work on this piece. Should we have another party? It might have to be a BYOB party as I’m not getting paid for this one.”
“Any excuse for a party,” I said. “Let’s do it. We can have it at my place. Once I’m done here, I won’t have anything to do.” Except pleasure Oliver. “Planning a party would give me something to work on. Can I take a look at it?”
“Of course, it’s your painting.”
I walked over and studied it. It was a beautiful painting, despite the graphic nature of my nudity. So beautiful, I almost didn’t resent Tan wanting to hang it in our house. Better than his office, I supposed. Given how I’d been fucked in front of his co-workers, it probably wouldn’t take much to trigger the idea it was Tan’s wife being fucked across the street. It’s unlikely most of them would be fooled by fake cunt hair. They didn’t know I kept myself shaved.
“Have you found a model to do Richard WTF’s next piece?”
“I’m interviewing a couple of different girls next week,” Suki replied. “Are you sure you don’t want to do it? The $20K Mr. WTF is offering would be nice to have when you and Tan have a kid. He’s hoping for some consistency between them. Indoors, outdoors, bondage, the themes are slightly different but the model holds them together.”
“No, I wouldn’t be comfortable doing a piece like that. I sincerely doubt Tan would agree to my posing for such a picture.”
“Can’t you ask him?”
“Even if he agreed, I couldn’t do it, Suki.” It’s too much like my own life, I thought, out of control.
One other thought occurred to me. “I don’t think I can do the teasing, kissing thing with you in front of JackAss anymore.”
“Why not?”
“He knows too much about my personal life already. I don’t think I can tease him anymore.”
“So what’s different today compared to Friday?” Suki asked.
He knows what a whore I am now, I thought. Teasing will reinforce that.
“I just can’t do it anymore, Suki. I’m sorry. It was fun while it lasted.”
“I enjoyed it.”
“Maybe we can tease Erin with a little kiss tonight?” I said.
“Ooh. I’d like that. She’d get so jealous if she thought I’d been sleeping with you.”
“There you go. A new plan.”
We packed up and headed out and I still couldn’t look at JackAss as I left. I felt bad, knowing he was helping me, doing a lot really. Lost a lot of sleep the last few nights. I should be thanking him for his help, yet couldn’t even face him. I managed to give him a quick wave on parting, just to let him know I wasn’t angry with him.
I followed Suki home and we greeted Erin, who was cooking dinner, dressed in her panties and bra. She hadn’t expected anyone but Suki to be coming home. Suki gave her a warm kiss and I gave her a quick hug. While they chatted in the kitchen, I went into their bedroom and bugged it, feeling like a total shit when I did. At least it was only an audio bug and no one would be watching them make love to each other. When Suki went into her bedroom to change out of her painting clothes and with Erin still cooking, I was able to another bug under the coffee table in front of the sofa.
Erin invited me to stay for supper. Since the purported reason for me to be there was to see Erin, it made sense for me to stay. We talked about their various projects while we ate. Erin looked like a lean, mean, fighting machine. Her workouts had really toned and shaped her. She’d gone to the US trials for the 2016 Summer Olympics in Rio, just missing the team, and hoping to make the 2020 squad. She was playing semi-professionally for a club team. The Professional Volleyball League’s closest team was Florida and Erin didn’t want to move so far from Suki while she was doing so well painting for Wharton. Suki had promised they’d move to Florida after she was established. She was starting to get some of her artwork purchased by other people now WTF started buying her work, and some other commissions which she planned to do after finishing WTF’s next piece, the bondage painting. Shizuko figured she could move in 6 months or so.
When it came time for me to leave, Suki and I kissed for a few minutes as we used to do for JackAss while Erin looked on in mouth dropping amazement.
“You two haven’t been having sex, have you?”
I laughed. “No, why would you say such a thing? I know you and Suki are together.”
“Duh,” Erin said pointing to the two of us still wrapped in a warm embrace.
“Oh, this. This is nothing. We just got used to saying goodbye like this when we ended for the day. It means nothing,” I said.
“You never say goodbye to me like that. I’m jealous.”
“You haven’t been with me 3 or 4 times a week for the last several months. Really; It doesn’t mean anything.”
“Good, it doesn’t have to mean anything with me either.”
“Gee, I don’t know. Suki, what do you think.”
“I thought it was our special thing. It’s not special if you’re going to do it with everyone.”
“That’s true. It wouldn’t be special anymore.”
“Oh, all right. Go ahead and kiss her,” Suki said. “No point in giving her a tizzy fit.”
So, I ended up kissing Erin as I’d just kissed Suki. It was somewhat strange only in that she was taller than I was, more like kissing Tan. Despite all the sex I’d been having, I really hadn’t been kissing anyone. It was a sign of affection for people for whom I had affection, which was definitely not Oliver and all the others he had fucking me. The only things I touched with my lips were cock and cunt. It was nice actually kissing lips, and Erin’s were soft and supple.
“Mmm, nice,” Erin said when we finished. “Are you sure you’re not a lesbian?”
“Pretty sure,” I laughed. “I love a good hard cock in me. Don’t get used to kissing like this when we say goodbye. Thanks for dinner. I appreciate you girls. I really do. When Suki’s done with my painting, I’m going to have a party. You’re invited, of course.”
“I’ll be there. What about kissing hello? Could I get used to that?”
“Don’t think so, Erin. Sorry. I’ll see you tomorrow, Suki. Later, Erin.”
Over the next several evenings, I visited everyone of my friends except Tiffany and left an audio bug or two. Sydney was out when I went to Tanner’s parents, but I told them Sydney had left something at my house and I wanted to leave it in her room. I could only do her bedroom, though it was a large one as I expected she wouldn’t be talking or meeting with anyone in front of Tan’s parents. They let me in and I went upstairs and left one of the bugs on one of the shelves, and another stuck behind the headboard of her bed. She was the last of them. Jolene sent me quick texts each day telling me they hadn’t discovered anything new from any of the bugs I’d left with my friends. I was happy to hear it, but wondered who my betrayer was. Jolene said the sunglasses camera remained in Oliver’s bedroom until Thursday evening, when they got moved to living room. The camera was pointing up at the ceiling the next couple days. Maybe I could move it again when I saw him next.
Oliver left me alone on Friday night, but told me to be at his house on Saturday at 10am and prepare by cleansing myself again. I supposed this would be a regular thing from now on, taking cock ass to mouth. I was happy to have Friday free and contacted Tan to talk to him. We ended our conversation with some phone sex. Saturday morning, I got up early enough to prepare myself for Oliver and arrived shortly before ten. He made me strip down and put on a mask, one I couldn’t see out of, so I guessed another local celebrity or politician would be using me today in addition to Oliver.
He told me the guest star would be arriving at 10:30am and tied me down on his bed, spread-eagled, my cunt displayed wide for whatever they were going to do to me. Until the guest star arrived, Oliver played with me, getting my cunt juices flowing and my nipples hard as granite shards. The doorbell rang and Oliver got up to answer it and I waited, breathing hard, wondering who’d be using me today.
They entered the room and I could hear zippers unzipping and shoes hitting the floor.
“You may lick her cunt,” Oliver said, and I realized it was another woman joining us today.
I expected her cunt to descend on my mouth, but instead, it was the other way around. Oh my God, it felt nice. This woman was no Slut, but she’d licked cunt before and she was good. In no time at all, she gave me an orgasm. She didn’t stop after my climax but kept going, but I heard her grunt, and the slapping of flesh on flesh and realized she was getting fucked while she licked me. She mumbled something about fucking her ass, so I wasn’t the only one who Oliver fucked that way. I wondered if she was doing this voluntarily or if she’d been blackmailed like I was.
Oliver was in no rush to cum, so he fucked her nice and slow and she was moaning pretty good, muffled in my cunt. She wasn’t trained as well as I’d been, so she lost focus when she climaxed. Oliver continued fucking her, her lips bumping up against my pussy each time he thrust in her ass. She made me cum again, despite her lack of concentration. Pretty soon Oliver was grunting and I recognized the sounds of his impending release.
“Fuck!” He exclaimed. “Take it in your ass. Take it all bitch.” He gave another deep groan and quit slapping against her ass as he climaxed. She orgasmed as well, her mouth leaving my cunt as she howled her release.
“Very good. Now, slut, I want you to suck the cum out of her ass and before you protest, she cleansed her ass this morning just as you did,” Oliver said.
“I can’t,” I said. “It’s too disgusting.”
“More disgusting than cleaning my cock off after it’s been in your ass?”
“Yes.”
“How is it more disgusting?” Oliver asked.
“You want me to stick my tongue her ass.”
“So what. You think your tongue will go as deep in her ass as my cock did?”
“No,” I admitted.
“So at most, you’re going to be licking the top inch or so of her rectum instead of my cock which was buried 6 inches deep, that’s what you’re whining about.” I didn’t respond. “Nevertheless, you are tied down and she’s going to put her ass on your face, so you might as well clean it or it’s going to drip all over your face.”
It was a facetious argument, but one I wasn’t going to win, so I quit arguing. Worse yet, I knew Jolene and others would be listening to this verbal argument on the bug I planted in this room. They knew I would be sucking cum from someone’s ass. At least I protested a bit before succumbing. After 15 seconds or so when they realized I was done protesting, she lowered her ass to my mouth and I licked and sucked the cum from her ass. From what I could tell, it was a lovely ass, well formed and nicely shaped, and her ass didn’t taste all that different from mine. When I was done with her and unable to extract more, Oliver fed me his cock and I licked it clean as well. When I was done, he untied me and he told us to lick each other, so we got in a 69 with me on top, and proceeded to pleasure each other for the next 20 minutes or so, both of us having multiple orgasms in the interim. Her more than me because of my training with Mistress Toni and Slut.
I felt Oliver put some lube on my ass and realized he was going to fuck me there too. He slowly and deliberately pushed through my sphincter and buried himself in my ass as we continued to lick one another. It was an erotic extravaganza, being fucked in the ass while having my cunt licked to distraction. I spasmed in orgasm more frequently than my partner now, having all my erogenous zones played with. It was better than a double penetration, she was such a good cunt licker. After another three or four more orgasms, Oliver plunged hard and deep and coated my rectum with his cum.
This time, it was my turn to have my ass licked and I climaxed again as her tongue swirled in my back door. I still had to lick Oliver’s cock, while she reamed me with her tongue. Finished, I heard her taking a shower and then dressing while I lay on the bed waiting for her to leave. Oliver escorted her out. When he returned, I was allowed to remove my mask.
“Not bad, slut. You’re progressing every day.”
What was there to say. When you’re right, you’re right. I’d gone from ass to mouth to mouth on ass. Could I be any more perverted? I suppose I would be if I no longer cared if the ass was cleansed. I hoped I never reached that point. I wondered who’s ass it was I stuck my tongue in, straining for another drop of cum. Was it someone I voted for, someone I watched on TV?
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“May I leave now, sir?”
“I’m not quite done,” Oliver said. “I’d still like to fuck your cunt today, but a little later after lunch.”
“May I use the pool again, sir?”
“Certainly.”
“Where did you put my sunglasses?” I asked. As if I didn’t know.
“In the living room.”
I went and found them, putting them on before going outside. I probably couldn’t leave them the same way I did last week. Outside, I look up at the window overlooking Oliver’s pool. The houses aren’t that close together, so it isn’t like every detail would be visible, but cognizant there could be someone there, I’m somewhat cautious of where and how I sit. I start doing laps, continuing until Oliver calls me to lunch, a chef salad. I eat, glad to eat something which doesn’t taste of ass. After we’re done, Oliver has me suck his cock again. Outside, where I might be seen. He doesn’t cum and when he’s hard, he bends me over one of the lounges and fucks my cunt. I cum for him.
“I want you to come over on Wednesday evening, so cleanse yourself again,” he said. As he draws closer to finishing, “I won’t see you this weekend because you have a busy day ahead of you on Election Day. So big, I don’t want to risk you becoming sore on the weekend. Cleanse yourself and be here at 7 AM, prepared to go to the Club once more.”
I orgasm again, hard and long, thinking of my last trip to the Club. My cunt contracting over his cock, spasming in ecstasy. I was such a fucking slut. Oliver climaxed too, filling my pussy with his thick cream. We finish and he tells me to clean his cock. I do so, out by the pool, licking our mutual cum off his shrinking prick.
“Am I done, sir?” I ask, feeling his cum run down my leg.
“You’re done.”
I go into his house and since he’s remaining out by the pool, I put my sunglasses on the floor and slide them under his dresser. There is a small gap beneath it. It’s dark enough and the glasses are far enough back he might easily miss them there, and tilted up, the camera can see half of the room anyway. Half is better than none. I take a shower and dress, leaving without saying goodbye. Another week and a half and maybe I’m done. Before Thanksgiving. If Tan comes home, I intend to confess my crimes to him. I’m no longer the person he married and he deserves better than me.
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On Sunday, Jolene came over and she brought something she wanted me to hear. She hugged me gently when she arrived, saying she was sorry. I knew she was referring to my sex with Oliver and the unknown woman yesterday and my having to suck the cum from her ass. My life was such a shit storm right now, literally as well as figuratively. After we hugged, we sat together on the couch and I listened to a recording she’d made from the bugs planted in Sydney’s bedroom. It was Sydney and we could tell she was fucking someone. The sounds were unmistakeable. I was embarrassed to be listening to them.
“I don’t need to hear this,” I said.
“Yes, you do,” Jolene insisted, so I kept listening.
I heard a male voice. It sounded like Tan’s voice, like he was in the room with her. He was in Osaka. They talked about this and that, nothing I wouldn’t hear from any other two siblings, but it was so clear.
“It sounds like he’s in the room,” I said. “She isn’t talking to him on a loudspeaker while she’s fucking someone is she?”
“Wait,” Jolene said, “here’s another voice. Who does this sound like?”
I listened for another couple minutes. “It sounds like Geoff Suck, Tan’s best friend,” I said.
“Did you know that Sydney was having sex with Geoff?” Jolene asked.
“No. It’s a new one on me. I didn’t know she liked him any better than the rest of us did. Perhaps I only assumed so, since she never really commented, but she has known Geoff longer than the rest of us. Geoff and Tan have been friends for years. I suppose she could like him more than the rest of my friends did.”
“If you think Geoff was a possible instigator of your bachelorette party picture; Sydney could have been the one to take it at Geoff’s insistence. We need to get a camera in her room; find out how close she is to him. Can you get a camera in her room? Like you, I’m surprised she would be fucking someone while on speaker phone with her brother.”
“I suppose. The bugs were easy enough to get in there. Might depend if she’s home or not. What other cameras are available?”
Jolene pulled out a selection from the bag. I glanced over all of them. One of them looked like one of those magic eight balls you’d ask questions of before turning it upside to read the answer. Answers like “Outlook Good”, “Reply Hazy, Try Again”, and “My Sources Say No”. I could swear Sydney had one of those in her room, so it would be perfect. It even worked like one with the answers popping up if you turned it upside down. I asked it a mental question, “Will Oliver use me again?” The answer was “You may rely on it.” What did the Eight Ball know? Of course, I knew the answer was true unless I died first. Just in case I was mistaken, I also grabbed a couple smaller cameras that looked like knickknacks, less obvious than an Eight Ball.
“I’ll go to Tan’s parents house tomorrow night and put it in there.”
We hugged again before she left, Jolene patting me on the back, encouraging me to hang in there. What choice did I have. After she left, I thought about the recording I heard. If Sydney was the one who betrayed me, why would she do it? She seemed to get along with Tan, why do something to hurt him so bad? And why would she be fucking Geoff while talking to Tan? How rude and disgusting. Then I remembered Oliver make me speak to Tan while he was licking me. Was Geoff the same, taking perverse pleasure in fucking Tan’s sister while she talked to him on the phone? I could easily see him getting off on it like Oliver did; the fucking weasel. I still had a lot of questions that kept me awake a couple hours after I went to bed.
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After posing for Suki, I went to Sydney’s. Tan’s dad opened the door.
“Brenda, lovely to see you again. How are you?” He hugged me, one of his hands uncomfortably close to my ass for a father-in-law. His hand didn’t linger, so I didn’t make a deal about it.
“Fine, thank you,” I replied. “Missing Tan though.”
“Honey,” he called out, “Brenda’s here.”
Mrs. Tan came out of the kitchen wiping her hands on her apron. Must have caught her cooking supper.
“Brenda, darling. So good to see you.” She hugged me as well and damned if her hand didn’t pause a moment over my buttock like her husband’s; family tradition?
“How can we help you, dear?” Mrs. Tan asked.
“I was hoping Sydney was home,” I said. “I wished to speak to her.”
“Yes, dear. She’s upstairs now, getting ready for a date. I’m sure she’d love to see you. Why don’t you run up and say hi?”
“Thanks, I will.” Damn! This would be so much easier if she wasn’t in her room now.
I went upstairs and knocked on Sydney’s door.
“Come in,” she called out.
I went inside and Sydney was naked in front of her closet, looking through her clothes. She looked good. Not quite as tall as I was, she was nevertheless, slim and trim. I could see why Geoff would want to fuck her.
“Sorry. I didn’t know you were naked,” I said.
“Don’t worry about it,” Sydney said. “I’ve seen you naked, or almost so anyway.”
“Where was that?” I asked, confused.
“At your bachelorette party, silly, while you were trying on your gifts.”
“Right.” How quickly we forget.
Turning to me, Sydney held up two dresses, one to either side of her naked body. “Which one of these two dresses will get me laid tonight?”
One was an almost transparent red dress which would show a lot depending on what she wore with it, the other was black, short, and had a plunging neckline that looked like it would go below her navel. Both of them were appropriately slutty if you wanted to get fucked.
“Either one should do the trick,” I said. “Most men would be eager to rip off either one. It’s just a question of whether you want a little bit of mystery or lay it all out there. I like some mystery, so I’d go with the black.”
She stared at both for a few more seconds, then hung the red back in the closet. “Poor dear. You aren’t getting fucked now that Tan’s out of town, are you?”
More than you, I’d bet, I thought to myself. “No, not at all, though Tan and I have phone sex when we get the chance.”
“Not the same thing, is it?”
“Hardly.”
Sydney put on a sheer black G-string below and nothing above before putting on the black dress. Her breasts were perky and didn’t need any support, so I guess she was good to go.
“Who are you going out with?” I asked, curious if she’d tell me.
“No one you know,” Sydney responded.
“What’s his name? Is it getting serious?”
“His name is Sam,” Sydney said, “and only serious enough to fuck. Nothing more.”
I was right about the eight ball in Sydney’s room. I picked it up and asked, “Will Tan be home for Thanksgiving?” I turned the ball over. ‘Better not tell you now’. The story of my life.
“What did it say?” Sydney asked.
“Better not tell you now.”
“Ask one for me. ‘Will Sydney get fucked tonight?”
I asked and turned the ball over. “Without a doubt,” I read the answer off.
“Just the answer I wanted to hear,” Sydney said. “Ask another one. ‘Will he suck the cum from my ass?’”
It was shocking to hear the question, especially after learning to lick cum from someone’s ass this past Saturday. I blushed, but asked the question.
“Concentrate and ask again,” I said.
“You obviously need to concentrate more when you ask the question,” Sydney said. “Really think about it. Will Sam shove his tongue up my ass and lick and suck his cum from my asshole. Ask again.”
Still blushing, I asked, “Will Sam shove his tongue up Sydney’s asshole and lick and suck his cum from it.” I started getting wet, thinking about it. I shook the ball and turned it over.
“What’s it say?” Sydney asked.
“Outlook good.”
“I love when someone does that to me,” Sydney said. “Good answer. Has Tan ever licked the cum from your asshole?”
“No.” But someone else did. “Why would you want anyone’s tongue in your ass?”
“It feels good.”
It did feel good, but it was also disgusting. “It sounds gross.”
“Ask another. Is Donald Trump going to win the election next week?”
I asked and the answer was, ‘Signs point to yes’. I told Sydney, asking her, “Do you want Trump to win?”
“Why not? Other candidates sounds like a frigid bitch to me.”
“Trump sleeps around on his wife,” I replied. “He doesn’t seem to have much integrity or morality. Hilary stayed with Bill even after the Monica Lewinsky thing.”
Sydney started putting on her make-up. “She stayed with him because she’s a power hungry whore. Most men fuck around with other women while they’re married. Do you think Tan’s remaining faithful while he’s in Japan? Have you asked him?”
“I don’t know. I hope so. I won’t ask him, I don’t want to know.” I’d lost the right to know if he was being faithful to me, the whore of Atlanta.
“Why not? If you knew he was getting it on the side, you could get some too.”
“What an odd thing to wish on your brother, for his wife to be unfaithful.”
“I’m just a realist. If he’s getting it, so should you. My father’s slept around on my mother and vice versa. Everyone does it. Marriage is nothing but a convenience and a way to cut your taxes. I don’t think we’re meant to remain with the same person for life. The sex would get boring. Live it up. Fuck who you want.”
Sydney was busy with her make up, so I slipped her ball in my purse and took out the camera ball. “One more question,” I said. “Is Tan remaining faithful to me?” I shook the ball and turned it over. “‘Don’t count on it’,” I read aloud.
“Get it while you’re young and amazing,” Sydney said. “Listen to the Eight Ball.”
I put the camera up on her shelf, the camera pointed at the bed. “I’ll see you later, Sydney. I’ll let you get ready for your date, or fuck, or whatever.”
“Later, Brenda.”
******
I’m still not talking to JackAss anymore. Too ashamed of all he’s heard me do, maybe seen me do in the sunglasses camera. I’d never asked if he’d seen it and I didn’t want to know. It was bad enough realizing Jolene and Mark might have seen me. I’m not talking to anyone else either, so he knows it’s not him. On Wednesday, by noon, Suki is finishing up.
“We’re done here,” Suki said. “I’ve got a couple touch-ups I want to do, but I can do them at home over the next couple days. It will be ready by the time Tan comes back from Japan.”
“Do you ever want to go back to Japan, see your homeland?”
“Nope. Traditional Japanese are not particularly fond of independent women, lesbians, or Japanese girls who date people of other ethnic origins. That’s three for three as far as I’m concerned. I’d probably be shunned by most of my relatives. Even my parents are pretty rigid and they’ve lived in this country most of their lives. Erin is still barely tolerated by them. They’re starting to come around, but it’s taken forever.”
“Do you think Tan has fooled around while he was in Japan?”
“I don’t know. The more important question is if you think he’s fooled around? Do you want to know and would you care if he did? It’s why I appreciate my relationship with Erin. We can be emotionally bonded with each other, yet still play on the side.”
“Do you think monogamy is a dying tradition?”
“Maybe,” Suki said. “It certainly works for some people, but I think the advent of birth control has opened things up for people to fool around more than they could in the past.”
“What about Islam? Many of them seem more devout and faithful than in Western countries.”
“They certainly expect their women to be faithful and modest, but are the men required to do the same. You never hear of men being stoned for adultery, though the women can be. I would think there’d be some men cheaters as well as women. Maybe they have a double standard? I’ve never looked into it. Aren’t men allowed to have multiple wives. Maybe they don’t need to cheat. They just marry another woman, get their variety that way. Anyway, if they martyr themselves, don’t the men get 7 or 70 virgins, something like that. Doesn’t sound like the men have to be satisfied with just one in paradise. I’ve never heard if women martyrs get 70 studs to take care of them, or do they get seventy female virgins too. Maybe I should become a Muslim martyr.”
I’d started laughing as Suki went along. She raised some interesting questions. Was I old fashioned to think marriage was forever, til death do us part? I’d never particularly been bored in my sex with Tan. On the other hand, I was having lots of sex Tan wasn’t involved in. Would I have gotten bored if he was the only one I was having sex with? I mentally shrugged. Maybe I’d never know. The likelihood of Tan remaining with me after I spilled my guts to him were remote and none. I only wished he’d never gone to Japan so I could have enjoyed as much of him as I could get before I lost him.
I waved to JackAss as I left. They all knew I had to go to Oliver’s tonight. I would once again be debauched and if my camera hadn’t been found, it would be witnessed to whatever degree the camera’s position on the floor allowed it.
Before leaving for Oliver’s, I thoroughly cleansed my ass, giving myself four enemas before I was satisfied. Oliver was in his study when I arrived. Oliver told me to enter and remove all my clothes. The book with the hidden camera was still in his bookshelf, so I knew I was stripping for whoever was watching tonight. I removed my clothes, folding them neatly and laying them on a chair.
“I haven’t cum since you were here Saturday,” Oliver said. “I need you to take the edge off. Suck my cock.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied obediently.
He stood up and sat on the edge of his desk where I’d be on full display for the camera, not under his desk where I usually sucked him. Nothing to do but comply. I opened his zipper and removed his cock, already hard in anticipation and began sucking him. I used every ounce of skill I possessed to make my videoed shame shorter, swallowing every drop of his thick cream when he spurted down my throat.
“Much better,” he said. “I needed that.”
I wiped a drop of saliva from the corner of my mouth. “Will I be wearing a mask tonight, sir?”
“Yes, slut. Go to my bedroom and get it. Put it on and wait for me in the guest bedroom. I expect we’ll get messy tonight and don’t want to fuck up my bed.”
I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad about it. On the one hand, I didn’t have a camera in the guest bedroom so nothing would be seen, on the other hand, I wouldn’t be seen. It was a double edged sword. I got the mask, noticing my sunglasses were still dimly visible under his dresser. At least they were still on and able to capture anything in his bedroom. I brought the mask into the guest room and put it on, waiting for my fate.
About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang and Oliver let the mystery guest into his home, bringing him back to my room. He didn’t speak; better trained or warned by Oliver ahead of time, I didn’t know. I heard Oliver setting up the camera while the other man undressed, zippers moving and shoes striking the floor. There went my relief at not being recorded in the bedroom. Since JackAss was now in Oliver’s computer, everything making its way onto it would eventually be seen by JackAss. Oliver had me kneel on the bed and I felt lube being smeared around my sphincter. Shortly afterward, a large cock pushed its way into my rectum. It felt huge, as large or larger than Tan, and just thinking of him made my tears flow, thankful he couldn’t see me now. Oliver knelt at the head of the bed and fed me his cock to get him hard again, once again spit roasted, the deluxe version, as Kathy would say, ass and mouth.
The man in my ass was considerate, given his size, and gentle enough, I felt my arousal rising with his long, deep strokes, down to the bottom of my ass, his hairy sack swinging against my cunt. His hand played with my clit, working the tiny button to help bring about my release. I orgasmed, shivering enthusiastically and moaning loudly around the cock in my throat. Oliver was getting larger in my mouth and I wondered if he planned fucking my cunt when he was hard, or if he intended to cum all over my face again, now he had an audience. I was mistaken on both accounts.
Oliver pulled out, but nothing changed for a few minutes. The man in my ass flinched suddenly and I felt the slapping of flesh against flesh, not my own, and realized Oliver was fucking him in the ass. His stroke was disturbed until he adjusted to the cock in his bum, then they found a beat that allowed them both to fuck comfortably in sync. I climaxed again. Another 10 minutes went by during which I orgasmed once more, then the large cock in my ass swelled and I felt his hot cum fill my rectum. Oliver continued fucking his ass, and his cock remained hard and continued pushing into my bum in the same rhythm he was being fucked, almost as if Oliver was fucking me through him.
“Fuck me!” I moaned. “Fuck my ass you sodomite bitch. Fuck my ass while yours is fucked too.” I climaxed again.
One final jolt of his cock in my ass and I could almost feel the cum spurting into his ass, his cock was so hard. Oliver was grunting behind him, emptying his balls. It was totally depraved and I’d cum buckets. His big prick finally pulled out of me, dribbling cum on my cunt.
“Clean his cock,” Oliver ordered.
I obeyed, wondering if I’d cleansed my asshole enough he’d been so deep within me. I could feel his cock get hard again as I licked and sucked his cum covered member, tasting my ass on it, pungent and tart.
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I finished and Oliver said, “Now his asshole.”
I hesitated, not knowing. Oliver read my mind, seeing my hesitation. “He cleansed himself earlier, just for you.”
Remembering my conversation with Sydney two days ago, my tongue dipped into his butt, and started gathering Oliver’s cum. I carefully licked and sucked as much of the cum as I could find in his ass, stopping when it seemed clean. Then, while I cleaned Oliver’s cock, the man did the same for me, tonguing my asshole to gather all of the cum he’d left in it, and he’d left a bunch. He even licked my cunt to get what had leaked out of my ass, giving me another orgasm in the process. I was a depraved woman and I knew it.
We all finished and he got dressed and left. Oliver removed my mask when he was gone.
“You’re almost ready,” he said, “progressing very nicely. You’re ready to be the star attraction on Election Day.”
“Are we done, sir?” I ask, sick of myself.
“Not yet. Get me hard enough to fuck your tight twat,” he replied.
It took about 15 minutes, Oliver already cumming twice, but I got him hard enough he could fuck my cunt. I could still taste the stranger’s ass on his cock. Oliver had me kneel on the bed and plunged into my sopping wet pussy. I was so discouraged I was this wet given what I’d just done with barely any vaginal stimulation at all. Worse yet, I orgasmed 3 more times as he fucked me, before he coated my cunt with his cum. After cleaning him off one last time, I was allowed to leave.
I went home, showered, douched, brushed my teeth and gargled. It didn’t do any good. Whether it was merely my imagination or something worse, I could still taste the ass in my mouth as I went to sleep. At least I had nowhere I had to be tomorrow. I could stay in bed all day if I wanted to.
******
On Friday morning, I received a text from Oliver. Nothing more than the movie of our sex on Wednesday night. The strangers face was either blacked out or cut from the resulting movie. I couldn’t see who he was, but I saw myself licking and sucking his cock and Oliver’s, his asshole, cleaning Oliver’s cum from it, and of course, every time I orgasmed. He even showed his blacked out face with a tongue sticking out of the black mask tonguing my asshole. I remembered the tongue dipping into my rectum as I watched the movie and got a flicker of arousal in my cunt. Fuck. I was as depraved as Oliver was.
I deleted the movie. It was the first one since the very first one I deleted after my wedding. Then I deleted the one before that and the next and the next until they were all gone. My soul wasn’t clean anymore, but my phone was finally purged. It wasn’t like I couldn’t remember every single detail of every single moment of my shame, but I wasn’t going to hold on to them anymore. I was done.
Around 5 PM, I received a call from Tiffany.
“Hey there, Tiff. How are you?”
“Not too good, Brenda.”
“Do you want me to come over?”
“No. Jolene, JackAss and I are coming over there. We have something to share with you and you’re not going to like it.”
“You found out which of my girlfriends betrayed me,” I asked.
“And more.”
“Do all 3 of you need to come?” I asked, thinking of JackAss seeing evidence of me at my worst.
“We’re going to need him for technical assistance. Some of this stuff is beyond either Jolene or myself. I’m sorry, because I know how much this all embarrasses you.”
“When will you be here? I should pick up a little. I didn’t do anything but lie in bed yesterday. Wednesday was pretty rough.”
“Don’t worry about that. We’ll be there around seven. JackAss has to get off work. If the house isn’t perfect, no one will care. It doesn’t matter.”
“Should I order pizza or something?”
“I’m not sure you’ll feel like eating, but what the hell; order whatever you want. We’ll see you then.” She clicked off.
It all sounded so ominous. Tiffany was scaring me. I was thankful she called me later and I wasn’t sitting around all day to hear what it was. I could make it a couple hours. Longer would be unbearable. I ordered two pizzas anyway for delivery at 7:30 and picked up the living room at least. Apparently, they all waited until they could come together, because when I opened the door on the knock, all 3 of them were waiting outside and Jolene and JackAss didn’t even want to look at me. Tiffany came sweeping in and hugged me in a fierce embrace.
“I love you,” she said. “I’m so sorry.”
“Sorry for what, exactly?” I asked.
“Sorry for everything I’ve got to tell you, Brenda. Everything.”
“You’re scaring me,” I said.
“I know and I’m sorry for that too. This is not going to be easy. I don’t even know how to start.”
“Let’s start by showing her what we recorded last night,” Jolene said, “and we can fill in the blanks afterward.”
The all looked at each other for a few moments, then Tiffany said, “Right. That makes sense.”
Without another word, Tiffany led me to the couch and sat down beside me. Jolene sat down on the other side and JackAss set up a laptop on the coffee table in front of me. He started a movie and I saw Sydney giving Geoff a blow job. I could hear the slurping and sucking sounds on the audio. She was very good, easily taking all of him in her mouth, and he looked larger than average, cock wise. From the audio recording I’d heard last Sunday, nothing too surprising here. It sounded as if Sydney and Geoff had been fucking in that recording.
“Do I need to see this?” I asked. “We knew they were fucking last weekend.”
“Wait a minute, Brenda. It’s about to happen,” Tiffany said.
I watched some more and was surprised as hell when Oliver walked in. Sydney and Geoff stopped what they were doing so she could plaster her naked body against Oliver. Fuck! It was Sydney who betrayed me. What the hell was she thinking, plotting against her own brother’s wife? Had she been blackmailed too, like me? Oliver started to undress. Not a half minute later, Tan came in, already naked, his cock hard and slick. Tan was in Osaka, wasn’t he? Was this someone who looked like Tan? He lay down on the bed and Sydney mounted him, sliding her moist pussy over his big cock. Oliver climbed behind her and Tan spread her butt cheeks so he could spear into her asshole, and she resumed sucking Geoff. The sounds of sex filled the air. I saw the mass of bodies moving, the sucking slapping sounds of orifices being well filled and fucked, the moans of the participants. My world started to dissolve and went black.
I came to lying on the couch, my head cradled in Tiffany’s lap. Her hand was stroking my face and hair, soothing, gentle. The pizza had been delivered. I could smell it, the odors wafting from the unopened boxes. Both Jolene and JackAss were standing over me, concern in their eyes. Jolene had been crying. Her eyes were red and damp. JackAss looked like he was ready to kill someone. His face was flushed with anger, cords popped out on his neck and arms and his fists were clenched.
“Tan is supposed to be in Osaka, Japan. That was someone who looked like Tan, right?” I said weakly.
“Tan never went to Osaka,” Jolene said. “He’s been staying at a motel in Memphis where he’s been working on a project for his company. He’s been coming home every weekend and staying with his parents.”
“Brenda, Sydney was the one who took the picture at the party, but Tan is the one who betrayed you,” Tiffany said softly. “It’s all in there. They have a conversation about it when they’re done fucking. This whole thing was plotted out by Oliver with the complicit assistance of Tan, Geoff, Sydney, even his parents. They were all in on it.”
“All of them?” I repeated weakly. “They were all trying to turn me into a whore?”
“Every one. Everything designed to break you down, destroy your sense of worth, and turn you into a sexual plaything for the group,” Tiffany whispered.
“I’ve gotten into every one of their computers,” JackAss said. “The four computers your blackmail material have been sent to are Tan’s, Sydney’s, Geoff’s, and an offsite computer I haven’t quite found the location of yet, but I won’t need to find it physically. I can destroy it remotely. Other people have received individual films of you when they participated, but only their own participation, never all of it. It’s as we suspected, some of the material has been used to blackmail powerful individuals. Hardly any of it was for money, most of it used to control things Oliver wants done. The County Sheriff is blackmailed into leaving the strip club open and to allow the occasional show like the one you participated in. The services rendered to the biker gang was for the tapes of the sheriff fucking one of the strippers. I’ve seen the full collection of tapes Oliver collected. Some of the people in it are politicians, news and sports figures, but others were of Tan’s boss, Tan, Sydney, their parents, and Geoff. I suspect Geoff is the person holding the material that was supposed to be released to the internet and police if something happened to Oliver.”
“If it was ever supposed to be released at all,” Jolene said. “Most of the material would have implicated some very powerful people in some very unsavory stuff. It would have ruined a lot of lives in addition to your own. Whether they wanted to do actually release it or keep it for blackmail purposes is debatable. Mostly, the threat of it kept you under control.”
“Tan participated in this?” I asked, still unable to comprehend how my own husband could have helped abuse his own wife this way.
“It was him and Oliver this past Wednesday. It was Sydney and Oliver last Saturday,” Tiffany said. “I’ve seen some of the evidence. Tan’s been in the tapes other times, once with his boss. Tan knew what they were doing to you in the building across from his office.”
I was unable to comprehend it all. It was like an alien invasion. Sure, the possibility of one must exist, but you never expected to see one in your lifetime. It was like a fucking fantasy, elves and dwarves suddenly appearing in your midst and carrying on business as if they’ve always been there, you just never saw them. How could Tan participate in turning me into Oliver’s fuck toy? Why? He had me. I was eventually going to give him most of what he wanted anyway. I loved him. I would have done almost anything for him.
I voiced it aloud. “I would have done almost anything for him. Why did he need to do this?”
“Maybe he wasn’t satisfied with ‘almost’ anything,” Jolene said. “We’re still not sure if Oliver didn’t press Tan into doing this. It may not have been Tan’s idea. Given Tan’s been fucking his sister and his parents, both items being prime blackmail material, it’s possible he was pushed into doing this.”
“He’s fucking his parents, too?”
“Oh, yes. The Tan’s are one big happy family. That’s clear later on this same tape, plus their participation in some of the tasks you had to perform.”
I still couldn’t wrap my head around it. “My father-in-law fucked me?”
“Yes, Brenda. He did,” Tiffany said, still stroking my face.
I sat up. “I want to see the rest of it; the recording from last night.”
“Are you sure, Brenda? It doesn’t get any prettier,” Jolene said. “It was pretty wide ranging.”
“Yes. I want to see how and why they all used me.”
Tiffany and Jolene nodded to JackAss and he started the tape again from where he’d stopped it previously. It was shortly after they’d started fucking. Mr. and Mrs. Tan came into the room and watched their daughter get fucked by 3 men, including their son. Mrs. Tan cupped Oliver’s and Tan’s sacks as they plowed into their daughter. Mr. Tan played with Sydney’s tits. Sydney had 3 powerful orgasms as we watched. I could sympathize with her, knowing how she felt. When all the men had their own, filling all 3 of Sydney’s fuck holes, the grunts and groans sounded like a mass of pigs in a pig sty, all fighting for the slops in their food troughs. When the men pulled out, Mr. Tan licked the cum from his daughter’s cunt and ass; Mrs. Tan cleaned the cum from her son’s cock and Geoff sucked Oliver’s dick, cleaning it. The elderly Tan’s left after and the other 4 talked about me primarily.
In their conversation, I learned Kathy and Stan were part of their group. Kathy chosen to become my confidante, sounding like a friend when she was really trying to push me to accept my fate and keep me from doing anything stupid like kill myself until I’d been turned into their slut. While the suggestion to hire a private detective had been Kathy’s to stop me from suicide, she was hoping to recommend one they had control over. When I chose one myself, she warned everyone I might hire someone and they wouldn’t be controllable. It caused Oliver to take all the precautions which made him so fucking hard to catch. She was also a card mechanic who ensured I lost our game of strip poker and I’d been given Flunitrazepam or Rohypnol, and “roofied” during our card game. Both Stan and Kathy had fucked me that night as their reward for their help. Tan monitored my e-mails and when I ran out of money, they’d all breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn’t reckoned Jolene would continue working my case when my money ran out, so Oliver was caught anyway.
Every dirty, disgusting thing I’d done, Tan had a copy of. I’d say he might have used them to masturbate by, but with unlimited access to his sister, masturbation wasn’t really necessary. She’d been fucking him during his trip to “Osaka,” and the reason for her being out of town so frequently while he was gone. She was up in Memphis sharing his hotel room and watching as we masturbated for each other, cleaning up the mess Tan made when he climaxed. I also learned “Election Day” at the Club would be the culmination of all their work. After that, I’d be ready for whatever they wanted of me.
I was crying the whole time I watched their conversation of my betrayal, but I didn’t faint anymore and I watched the whole fucking thing, getting more and more angry every moment. It ended and JackAss turned it off.
“I’m going to kill him,” I said. “I’m going to tear his balls off.”
“Not yet,” Jolene said. “We still need to know if anything special happens to the video files from the club of whatever happens to Brenda there. If there’s someone else we need to worry about, some lawyer or something who handles the ‘special blackmail files’ they’re recording there. We don’t really care about the others, but Brenda’s are another story.”
“We have another way to stop it now,” JackAss said. “We know something terrible will happen to her at the Club. We have enough material to blackmail Tan and his family into stopping it. Why let them do to Brenda whatever they plan on doing there?”
“We can stop the Tan’s, but I’m not convinced they’re in charge. I think Oliver is still pulling the fucking strings,” Jolene said. “To stop Oliver, we have to know.”
“If we allow her to go there,” Tiffany said, “we’re abetting her debasement as much as Tan did.”
“She’s already gone through so much,” JackAss argued, “how can we let her go through anymore.”
“I’ll do it,” I said. “Actually; I want to do it.”
“That’s just the shock of your betrayal talking,” Tiffany said. “I can’t imagine what you’ve gone through already, how horrible it’s been. One more thing might be the final straw on the camel’s back. Oliver thinks it’s going to twist you fully and completely into whatever they’ve been trying to turn you into. What if they’re successful?”
“Then they’re successful. Oliver and Tan will have won. But I don’t think they will. My hate and anger runs so deep and hot right now, I can’t imagine me succumbing. It’s one thing, Tiffany. One thing. Considering everything else I’ve been through, how can one more thing be the final straw? I want to make sure we have Oliver and everyone else by the balls. If Jolene thinks we need this, we need it. She’s the only one who’s been through anything like this and she survived it. I’ll survive it too, as long as I know they’re all as fucked as I was. I want to know what one thing Oliver thinks he can spring on me to make me his fucking puppet. I want to do this. Don’t try and stop me; any of you.”
Tiffany looked so sadly at me, I wanted to cry again. She said, “It’s your decision, Brenda. You haven’t had a lot of them recently, so I won’t stand in your way.”
“I still think we’re making a mistake, letting her go there,” JackAss said, “but if the consensus is to proceed, I guess I’ll help.”
“I’ve arranged for you to meet with a divorce attorney at my house tomorrow,” Tiffany said. “She’s the best one in Atlanta, a fucking shark. Everyone hates her.”
“Okay.” She was right. I couldn’t stay married to Tan now. He was the enemy and fucking his own parents and sister. Just thinking it made me ill.
“Be there at 1 PM. We’ve got the whole afternoon to talk about your situation.”
My situation. Like I’d wrecked a car and had to rent a new one while the old one got fixed. That was a situation, right? Or I was having an argument with a friend and someone had to help me repair our relationship. That was a situation. What was this? My husband was complicit in turning me into a whore for the entire world to fuck? Was this a situation? Or something more, something darker, like a disease? Wasting me away, melting my flesh, rotting my organs. That would be more than a situation, right? A life altering disaster of biblical proportions, like the flood or the apocalypse? Brenda’s situation.
“I’ll be there.” Hold onto your anger, Brenda. I could feel myself sinking into a state of I don’t give a fuck anymore; total malaise. I needed to clutch my anger and rage with both hands and grasp it tight to my heart so I could fuck some people up: Everyone who’d done what they’d done to me. I didn’t want to lose that until I’d had my revenge. After it was over, I could sink into a well of despair, but not before. Now, my heart needed to be ice and I needed to hold on until it was done.
“I thank you all for coming over. I know it was hard for you to share this with me, so I can’t tell you how much I appreciate your help,” I said. “You can leave now. I’ll be okay.”
No one wanted to leave me alone. “I can spend the night with you, Brenda,” Tiffany said. “It’s no biggie.”
Both JackAss and Jolene offered to stay longer as well. We still hadn’t touched the pizza. I handed them both a box of pizza. “Take it home. I won’t be able to eat any now. Tiffany. I thank you with all my heart, but you don’t need to stay. I’m not going to do anything stupid, I promise. Not until after Tuesday at least. I’ve already promised I’m going to go there. I need some time alone to think and to plan. As you might expect, it’s been quite the shock, but I’ll get past it eventually. I suppose I owe you for the pizza since I was unconscious when they delivered it. How much?”
“You don’t have to repay me, Brenda. It’s a fucking pizza, for God’s sake. I don’t think you should be alone right now.”
I handed her 50 dollars. “I’m letting you pay for Jolene’s help. I’m not letting you pay for the pizza as well.”
She sighed in exasperation, taking the money. “Fine. You can pay for the pizza. I still don’t think you should be alone.”
“If I were going to kill myself, I could wait until you were asleep and put a bullet in my brain. Don’t worry so much.”
“I’m not so much worried about suicide as you going over to Tan’s house and killing everyone there. Or Oliver’s for that matter. We finally have a handle on this and I think the nightmare will be over soon. I just don’t want you to be alone.”
“Well, it is the more valid concern in all honesty, but I promise to behave myself for a short time. If it makes you feel better, you can stay for awhile, but I don’t want you to spend the night. I’ll survive this.”
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Tiffany agreed she’d go home around midnight, so I let her stay. She showed the others out of the door and she returned to the couch and we talked about anything else. I told her Suki was almost finished with the last painting, but there was no way Tan was going to have it. Nor did I want another painting of me floating around town, so I’d have to figure something else to do with it. I asked her if she’d said anything to the others about my ‘situation’.
“Not my place to say,” Tiffany said. “You’ll need to tell them in your own way and own time.”
“You’re showing an incredible amount of restraint. Heaven knows it a real juicy titbit.”
“This is not some idle gossip, Brenda. This is your life. It’s horrible and it’s been done to you by people who should have been looking after you. It’s the worst sort of betrayal. I don’t know if I could have survived the same sort of thing. I’d want to die. It’s why I’m worried about you.”
“I don’t want to die.” Yet. “I want to get even.”
“And I’ll help you. We’re going to nail these bastards to the wall.”
“Sure we are, Tiffany. I want to thank you from the bottom of my poor shriveled up heart for everything you’ve done for me. I don’t know if I deserve a friend like you, but I thank my lucky stars I’ve got you. I’d like to take a nap now. The last few days have been pretty rough.” I kissed her, full on the lips. “I love you.”
“Sure. I love you too,” Tiffany said. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed.”
I laughed. “Come on along then, Ms. Swenson, if you don’t think I can make it into bed on my own. I haven’t even had anything to drink. I think I can get my bra off all by myself.”
Tiffany laughed too, but she followed me into my bedroom. I stripped off all my clothes, all modesty gone.
“Nothing up my sleeves,” I said, running my hands up my arms. “If you want to check my cunt and my ass, you’ll see there’s nothing up there either. I’m going to bed now. Do you want to join me?”
“Don’t be rude, Brenda. Not under the covers, but I do want to stay for a bit.”
“Suit yourself.” I slid under the covers and curled into a small ball. Tiffany slipped her shoes off and lay down on top of the covers, putting her arms around me. I had to admit it was a comfort her being there. It was nice to know everyone around me wasn’t a traitor and I still had some friends in the world willing to do almost anything for me. Too bad my husband wasn’t one of them.
I received a text from Tan around 10:30. I showed it to Tiffany.
My boss said I could come home for Thanksgiving. I should be home in a week.
It was with the utmost restraint I answered back an innocuous, That’s wonderful. I’m so happy. I look forward to your return. You bastard.
A little FaceTime fun?
I’m sorry, Tan. I have a headache. I’m trying to sleep. You’ll be home in a week. I’ll make it worth your while. Fuck you, asshole.
Sorry to hear it, Brenda. I’ll see you then.
I love you, Tan. I’ll see you in a week. I’d love to shove a harpoon up your ass and shred your balls in a meat grinder. In a week, toots, I’ll have them served to me on a platter. Tiffany approved of what I’d said. Calm, cool and collected, that was me.
As much as I tried to sleep, closing my eyes and slowing my breathing, I was still wide awake at midnight when Tiffany left. My mind was firing on all cylinders and I couldn’t shut it off. A hundred different scenario’s of what I wanted to do to Tan and Oliver floated into my mind, only to be rejected. None of them were bad enough. I think I finally fell asleep around 5 AM with the fragments of an idea in my mind.
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At 1 PM the next day, I was at Tiffany’s meeting Hilda Openwider. Hilda looked like a female Nazi SS Officer, so ramrod stiff, severe and buttoned down, she looked ready to pop. Exactly the kind of person I wanted handling my divorce. I wanted this to hurt someone. It seemed to me, the way to make rich people miserable was to make them poor, and I wanted to turn all the Tan’s into paupers.
“Is this a matter of infidelity?” Hilda asked.
“Infidelity, incest and a whole lot more,” I informed her.
“Tell me more,” she said.
Without going into every grisly detail, we made Hilda aware of what had happened to me and who was responsible. I told her I wanted my husband and his entire family broke. I wanted them to have to empty their bank accounts, brokerage accounts, sell their house, give up their golf course and country club memberships and live on their social security benefits alone.
“I think I can make that happen given what you’ve told me, but I may need proof.”
“We’ve got proof of everything we’ve claimed,” Tiffany said, “though we’d like to keep from sharing Brenda’s blackmail information with anyone who absolutely doesn’t need to have it for this thing to happen.”
“Of course. You can count on my discretion. What about your husband?” Hilda asked.
“He needs to give me the apartment, every cent in his bank accounts and everything else but his car and clothes,” I said. “We have some other plans for him, but I think we’ll be able to manage those things on our own.”
“Very well,” Hilda said. “I’ll get right on this.”
“We’d like it all to be ready by next Friday,” I said. “Tan is supposed to be ‘returning’ from Osaka next Friday, and I’d like to present him with the divorce papers then.”
“Kind of a surprise Welcome Home gift,” Hilda said.
“Something like that,” I said.
“They’ll be ready.”
“I dearly love a competent woman,” I said. “Thank you for your help.”
“I’ll call if I need any more information than what I have now.”
“Someone will drop off video evidence of the incest at your office this week,” Tiffany said.
“Thank you. I appreciate your business. This should be quite lucrative for both of us.”
Tiffany let her out of her apartment.
“Now let me tell you about what I want to do to Tan,” I told her.
Tiffany listened to me outline my plan.
“That sounds pretty extreme to me,” Tiffany said, after hearing of the plan. “Not so much what happens to Tan. He deserves all you give him, but it sounds pretty rough on you. Are you sure you want to go to those extremes?”
“Hell, yes. Every bit of it.”
“Who are you going to get to do it?”
“JackAss should know some guys who would be happy to do it. I’ll talk to him later and see if he’ll fix it up for me.”
“Just don’t bite off your own nose to spite your face, Brenda. Seriously. Don’t do anything that will hurt you as much as it hurts Tan.”
“Don’t worry, Tiffany. Don’t you know I’m a whore now? You’ve seen all the evidence of it.”
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