Chapter 30

Meanwhile, Louise gathered Toby and Marta. Rico was off making his telephone call to George. "We're gonna go downstairs and do up Fernando again," she related. "He needs to be fucked over by a woman and I'm just the one to do it. We're gonna give him some crap, then he's gonna end up eating my pussy while Rico porks him again -- how's that?"

"Okay," Marta mused. "What should I do?"

"Whatever you're up to," Toby told her. "He needs to know that you know what a pushover he is and that you've lost respect for him. That's the minimum -- he needs to look up from what he's doing and see you standing there. If you can go beyond that and manage to say or do something to add to things, it's gravy. Anything that makes the point that he's been found out and that his position ruling the roost is over is the thing to do. He needs to know that your relationship has deteriorated and you no longer respect him -- and that he will never recover."

Louise nodded. "You should probably stick YOUR twat in his face -- that's what I'D do. More is better -- let him know you've found out he's a needle dicked little bastard..."

Toby nodded. "I understand that you have limits, but the further you go, the bigger the impression you'll make on him and the less trouble you'll have later."

"I understand," Marta replied. Toby sensed a new strength in her. He didn't delve into it, satisfied that she would meet the minimums -- but Marta no longer felt that she had the obligations and limitations that she'd been bound to a few hours before. Now -- especially after her interview with her daughter -- Marta understood what was necessary -- and felt the need to get a little of her own back! She didn't know how far she would get, but Fernando would DEFINITELY realize that she no longer held him in any excess of fear and respect!

Rico returned at that moment. "You ready, Baby?" Louise asked him.

"Yeah, we're all set for after..."

"What about now?"

"Sure, no problem."

They headed downstairs. Toby explained quietly about the voice distorters and hooked Rico up with one and a mask. "Be sure to abuse him about cock size," Louise reminded Rico.

"He's not a man," Toby admonished. "We want to impress upon him that his manhood has been stripped away at every opportunity."

Louise nodded. "You two wait until we're real busy, then you can come in. Toby, you have the biggest cock around here, and on your body, it looks even bigger. He needs to see it and make the comparison." Toby waved an acknowledgement. "Okay, Baby," Louise took Rico's arm, "Let's go."

Fernando awakened slowly to someone kicking him in the ribs with a bare foot. "Rise and shine," the tall, narrow black woman announced. "There's no rest for the wicked -- and you're nothing if not that, Pussy Boy!"

The bar at his legs came free of whatever it had been tied to, allowing Fernando to struggle up onto his hands and knees, then the woman undid his cuffs. "I know you know better than to give us any shit," the woman admonished, "but just in case you need a reminder..." She circled behind Fernando and pain erupted in his balls!

"AIY!" Fernando wailed.

"Aw, come on, Pussy, Boy -- I didn't kick you THAT hard! Christ, I'm barefoot, for God's sake!" the woman's distorted voice declared. "You owe women, anyway; I'm gonna get a few licks in for your wife and daughter, poor things..." Louise reached in to squeeze Fernando's abused testicles. "How does it feel to have your nuts in a vise?"

"No, no! Please, Please! I'll be good!"

"Damn straight, you will, Pussy Boy! Don't you EVER forget it!" Louise told him. "Anyway, I brought a friend to make your pussy happy. Meet Dick. See how nice and big he is? Give him a suck, Pussy Boy..." Rico obliged by sticking his cock in Fernando's face and Fernando didn't fight it at all, but started sucking right away. Louise stood watching him. "You're such a wuss... Fuck his face! Feed him Dick a few times, Baby! You'll be happy to know, though, that the main event is gonna be in that cock-loving ass of yours..." She circled behind Fernando to rub his ass and poke at his anus. "Let's get you a toy," she cooed, and picked up the pocket pussy. "We all know how much you love this..." She settled it on his cock, connecting it to the ring as had been done before. "Don't you just love it? A cock in your mouth and your little weenie getting all jiggly!"

Rico wasn't as big as the white boys, but he was plenty big enough -- bigger than Fernando, just like everyone else he'd been exposed to. Rico face-fucked him, fulfilling Louise's instructions -- and Fernando choked and gagged and gasped and heaved...

But it didn't last -- that wasn't what Rico was there for. Louise called him off and whispered, "Make him like it if you can. You know it is possible... That thing on his dick will help." Rico nodded and circled around behind Fernando as Louise commanded his attention by parking herself on the mat before him. "Come here, Pussy Boy -- it's time for another lesson in servicing women. You know that dick of yours is worthless for the job, don't you? I bet your poor wife never got off on it once!" Shaking her head, she jeered, "Well, it ends here. Since your dick is worthless, you need to get good at doing what another woman would do -- eating pussy!" She grabbed Fernando's head and pulled it to her crotch. "Oh, and I left you a present -- there's some sperm in there for you to suck out!"

Having his hands free meant nothing -- all Fernando could do was start sucking and licking while gooey fingers poked and prodded at his defenseless anus. Whoever the male was, he played with Fernando's tender balls a bit, too, and he took it easy on Fernando's ass -- for which Fernando was appropriately grateful. Fernando, for his part, had more than enough recent experience to know how to handle an anal intruder; since the guy was taking it easy on him, Fernando just relaxed and let it happen, devoting his attention to the humiliating job of learning how to eat freshly fucked pussy under the demanding tutelage of the black woman.

Rico was amazed; he figured if anyone started poking around his asshole, he'd close up so tight they couldn't get a straight pin in there, much less a finger -- but the little fat fuck had apparently learned his lessons well; his asshole flowered open for one, and then two fingers, and when Rico nosed his dick against the opening, he took it, too, with not much more trouble than Rico had experienced with tight pussy.

As Louise and Rico headed behind the curtain, Marta asked, "How will we know...?" Toby went over to the TV and set it up, waving Marta onto the couch. He got it organized while Fernando was gobbling cock; Marta sat there for a moment, watching, and said, "He always tried to choke me, but I learned early how to handle it. Really, he wasn't big enough -- but sometimes I pretended he was..." Toby really couldn't think of anything to say.

Generally, they didn't need audio; Louise was loud and abusive and Marta stifled a giggle more than once at the way she put things. Louise cajoled him to play with his nipples and "Wiggle that vibrator on your little bitty pee-pee so you enjoy yourself, Pussy Boy! You know you like that cock in your ass!" Marta felt that if he had any backbone, he could have ignored her -- but he didn't. Instead, he played with himself until he grunted into Louise's pussy and she teased him, "You came, didn't you, you little shit? Did you have a good time sucking cum out of my pussy and taking that big dick up your ass? Make me cum again, you worthless little fuck -- and squeeze your ass so my friend can get his nut back there!"

Marta looked up at this and said, "I think it's time."

Toby nodded. "Everyone else goes in there nude. I need to..."

"I will, too." Marta doffed her robe and nighty as Toby stepped out of his clothing.

"We're out of voice distorters, so I can't talk," he told her. Marta nodded and Toby led her to the curtain.

Fernando was doing the best he could -- he'd given up resisting long since and was trying to enjoy his captivity. His mind was mush, being remolded by the abuse and the mixture of pleasure and pain they subjected him to. Some people would have resisted it to the end, but Fernando had never been strong -- he'd merely put up the front. He was licking the black woman for all he was worth, one arm bracing him, the hand draped on her mons while her diddled her clit with his thumb as he tongued her opening. His other hand, having disconnected the gooey pocket pussy, was masturbating his manhood to beat the band while he worked to eke out the pleasure to be had from the cock sliding in and out of his worn out sphincter and occasionally tapping his prostate.

"That's it, Baby!" Louise cooed, "I'm close! Suck my clitty so I get off, you sorry little fuck, and maybe Mama will have a present for you! Yeah, Baby! Suck it!" Louise grunted and thrashed her way through her second orgasm. "My, what a good little bitch you are! Just for that, I brought you a present! Look! Visitors!"

Fernando looked up -- and his heart froze in his chest! Marta!

Marta shook her head, her gaze upon him sad. "So many lies. So much pain. You were the man -- but you're NOT a man! Look what you are -- what you've done! You are...!" Rather than finishing the sentence, she made a hand-washing gesture.

"He's worthless all right," Louise agreed. "I'm trying to make him worthwhile at eating pussy, at least, since he OBVIOUSLY can't fuck..." She struggled up, "Why don't you try him out?"

Marta eyed her husband as if her were something that she wasn't certain of the safety or cleanliness of. "Perhaps..."

"Go on -- he's learning... Sucked a big load out of me..." Louise cajoled.

"All right..." With Toby's help, Marta settled into the position Louise had recently vacated.

Louise swatted Fernando on the back of the head. "Get to work, Pussy Boy -- this is your main snatch, here! You owe her about a million cums!"

Fernando had nothing left of his pride. He was ruined, destroyed. The things he'd done, cooperated in -- and now Marta... Her respect for him was utterly gone -- he knew it. He was lost -- was nothing -- was what they said he was -- a 'Pussy Boy'! He moved forward, running his tongue over his wife's pussy for the very first time, well aware that this would not be the last.

He dug in, licking, concentrating on his wife -- but Marta stopped him after a moment. "Fuck him," she told him. "Fuck the man. Be the Pussy Boy. You have the rest of your life to please me -- please the man. Make him cum."

Fernando wanted to cry, but he wasn't able to. He was empty -- drained. Marta wanted him to fuck the man -- and it was too late to pretend it was a new thing, or that he was unfamiliar. When he hesitated, she spelled it out for him, "I saw you with those two boys, sucking and fucking and cumming. Don't try to tell me you don't know what it is you are doing!" So he did as she told him to do, pushing himself back onto the man's cock while she looked him in the eyes, letting him know that she knew the depths to which he'd sunk. The black woman told the man to swat him on the ass to get him to tighten up and increase the man's pleasure, embarrassing him further, calling him a loose old whore. When the man had emptied himself in Fernando's guts, he swatted him on the ass once more and said, "behave yourself," then left him to the tender mercies of the other two women.

Fernando went back to pleasing Marta -- and she reached her completion twice from his lips and tongue despite the fact that both she and the black woman were very demanding. But then... Then she did the thing that drove the spear all the way through him from his abused anus to come out his mouth...

It must have started while he was deeply engaged in tonguing her womanhood; he remembered her saying something to the black woman. After she shuddered her way through her second completion, she reached up -- and the boy was there. Her eyes glinted and she snarled, "You lied to me! You told me that you were a man! You said the failure was mine -- that I was not woman enough -- but it was YOU who was not sufficient -- not REALLY a man! Look at this!" She reached up and grasped the boy -- a slight, dark-haired boy -- by the root of his cock and waved it in Fernando's face! Fernando gasped in spite of himself -- the boy's cock was HUGE!

"You are not a man!" Marta insisted. "Look at him! As small as he is, he is TWICE the man YOU are! You are nothing! Less than a boy!"

Before Fernando's horrified eyes, she popped the head of the boy's manhood in her mouth! "THIS is a man! Suck it, Fernando! Show it the respect a TRUE man deserves!" And she stuck the monster cock in Fernando's face! Fernando recoiled -- but the black woman's foot on his ass kept him from retreating far. In the meantime, Marta again sucked in the head of the boy's monster cock, sucking with relish. She pulled it from her mouth and waved it in front of Fernando's face again, "NOW, Pussy Boy! Suck the man!" Fernando, totally humiliated, moved forward and enveloped the boy's big dick...

Toby wasn't thrilled -- but he knew that both Marta and Louise felt that this was the thing to do, so he allowed it. Marta didn't let it go on, anyway; she never surrendered her grip on his length, and after Fernando had sucked for a moment, she pulled Toby's cock out of his mouth. "You don't deserve this," she snarled at Fernando. "Lick me some more!" And while Fernando sucked and slobbered at her crotch, Marta sucked Toby's cock, making love to it with her mouth! It wasn't just a blow job -- it was an exhibition -- and Fernando was the unwilling audience!

Marta used her whole repertoire on Toby -- and Toby, knowing exactly what was going on, cooperated fully -- even played up a bit! Marta was amazing; obviously, Fernando had put her through hoops, regularly, given the things she did! She teased and tickled, lipped and gently bit, blew and sucked, rode his shaft with her mouth and twirled around it with her tongue. She brought Toby to the edge twice before forcing him over the top to unload in her mouth -- and when she was finished, she waved Fernando forward and surprised and humiliated him by pushing Toby's cum in his mouth!

Then she struggled to her feet and pushed Fernando to the mat, telling him, "Know this, husband! Your seed will never pass my lips again! Now, I am going off and find a man and make love to him -- and you will never know who it was who finally brought me to full womanhood -- never know who has had me and shamed you! He will just be another of the great, long list of anonymous people who know that you are NOT a man, but a pussy boy!" And she stomped out, leaving Fernando to wallow in the horror, the pain, the humiliation, and the degradation. The black woman bound him again with his hands over his head, but Fernando was in no condition to even notice -- he was too busy contemplating the ruin of his life.

Toby was only the first to realize that Marta had totally made the change and was on the warpath. Louise chuckled as she divested herself of the voice distorter in the main playroom and asked Marta, "So who are you gonna fuck, Baby?"

"Him, of course," Marta replied, pointing at Toby. "But he'll be only the first. I want to make love to every man involved in our rescue..." She stopped for a moment, thinking. "Except Hank, of course. Madeline is handling his reward. And after every one, I'm going to make Fernando suck his seed from my womanhood!"

"Woo hoo!" Louise chortled. "Now THAT's a party!"

"I think I should be a member of your group," Marta announced. "When can we get rid of those silly masks?"

"Baby, the group has an initiation procedure," Louise replied, pursing her lips. "While no doubt we have SOMETHING by now to hang on you, we should probably do something official."

"I don't understand."

"In order to maintain secrecy in the group," Toby explained, "everybody has had a little blackmail material collected on them. That way, if someone starts revealing secrets, we can release the evidence to the authorities and discredit them."

"What kind of blackmail material?" Marta asked.

"For you?" Louise replied, "Probably what they have on me -- video of me having sex with an underage boy. Since you're going to do it anyway, it's no big thing..."

Marta rocked a bit. "You're serious?"

"Yes, Baby. A lot of nosy people would think it was a horrible thing if you had sex with that young man, there, for instance," Louise told her, "They would claim that you were exploiting his innocence, or some such rot -- and they'd want to throw you under the jail!"

"I've already given him oral sex," Marta mused. She turned to Toby, "Is this true?"

"If you're asking if the law is written that way, the answer is yes," Toby replied. "If you're asking if I'm being exploited, the answer would be no. Heck, I helped start the group! It's what I'm here for!"

"How many boys have I committed to?" Marta asked.

"I guess it depends on how far you want to extend things," Toby replied. "I can think of five -- no, six."

"Well, then." The whole 'rewarding her rescuers' thing was a settled commitment in Marta's mind; she was GOING to do it... "How hard is it to arrange this?"

"Not hard," Toby replied. "The equipment is right here in this room."

Louise grinned. "You know, Fernando can't watch from here, but he can listen..."

"Oh!" Marta's look turned feral. "Yes, I'd enjoy knowing that..." She seemed to grow long fangs.

"On the couch, then?" Toby asked, and stepped over to the entertainment center and started making adjustments.

"Does it open?"

"Yes."

"Good. I'd like to be comfortable," Marta said, smiling.

"Let me help you while he takes care of the electronic wizardry," Louise offered, and started pulling the couch cushions off. A couple of minutes later, Marta was watching herself in the big TV screen as she arranged herself on the couch. "How is this?"

"Perfect. We'll probably move around some. Do you want me to turn off the TV?"

"No." Marta eyed herself on the screen. "I kind of like it."

"We'll go upstairs so you guys can have your privacy," Louise offered, not bothering to mention that if they wanted to, she and everyone else in the house could watch the action on the big screen in the living room. Besides, she'd already decided she wasn't going to -- she wanted Rico recharging for later; Beth was due any time... She swayed out, leading Rico by the hand.

Toby removed his mask. "Oh my God!" Marta exclaimed, "you're a child! Except..." She had a hand on his erection, and it was ANYTHING but childlike.

"Don't kid yourself, Marta," Toby replied, smiling as he put his eyeglasses back on. "I've fathered children -- which reminds me -- are you protected?"

"Yes," Marta replied. "As poor as his manhood is, Fernando's seed is potent, and he decided a long time ago that he had done his duty as a parent." She grimaced. "The slug." She looked off toward the curtains. "How well can he hear?"

"Quiet conversation like this is probably just a rumble. Anything louder..." Toby shrugged. "Undoubtedly, if you pitch your voice up much at all he'll hear."

"Is there any way you can boost things?"

Toby thought about it. "I could boost the volume on the recording gear and have it pass through, but it would probably echo." He grinned. "If you make the kind of noises you made in there, he'll hear."

Marta's smile was feral. "That will do. I'm sure I'll get there."

She did -- three times. She was athletic and enthusiastic and already warmed up -- and Hell hath no fury... They had to work around her ribs or Toby figured that she would have given Jean a run for her money in athleticism. Toby let himself go, melding with her and tasting her pleasure and her anger and her triumph and freedom. For Marta, Toby's cock was a revelation; it was a bit too big for her, but he seemed to know that and avoided hitting bottom -- usually. When he did, she took in the pain and converted it, just like she did the pain in her ribs; it didn't matter against the backdrop of the joy of her completion. When her first peak was behind her, she decided that she would go through a solid week of whatever her spineless husband had endured to orgasm like that again -- but of course, she didn't have to... Feeling his seed blast against her cervix was the most satisfying sensation she'd ever experienced. "Sleep with me," she begged Toby. "I will be up in a minute -- after I attend to some business with my slug of a husband..."

"I'll be there as soon as I've cleaned up," Toby replied -- but Marta stopped him and made certain she was highly visible on video worshiping and cleaning his messy cock. Toby shut down the video equipment and headed upstairs, smiling -- he'd still need a washrag, but it was well worth the wait.

Fernando knew instantly what he was hearing, from his wife's first moan of pleasure. Stretched out as he was, he couldn't cover his ears -- and he couldn't control his hearing, which seemed to become preternaturally acute. He heard every moan, every squeal, every slap of flesh as his wife deliberately and loudly turned him into a cuckold; there was no escape. Tears of self-pity -- something he'd been unable to produce until that point -- poured freely as he listened to Marta climb to her completion three separate times -- a completion that Fernando had managed to give her only a handful of times in nearly two decades of marriage, and generally hadn't bothered to even attempt. When it was again quiet, he lay there, sniffling, until Marta stepped through the curtain and said harshly, "Roll over, you worthless slug! Don't pretend you didn't hear that! I've brought you a present!" Fernando didn't need to ask what it was, the white streak rolling down the inside of her thigh was all he needed to see...

She masturbated him while he felched the adulterous seed from her womanhood, squatting over his face and leaning forward to manipulate him with one hand. God help him, he reached an erection, and actually managed some masochistic enjoyment of the whole thing. He didn't orgasm, and neither did she; when she'd decided he was finished, she stopped masturbating him and slapped at his manhood several times to reduce it by inflicting pain, got up, and looked down on him in utter contempt. "You're going to do that a lot," she declared. "Don't expect orgasms from me -- plan to get them by your own hand or from other men. MAYBE I can find a woman who will take pity on you or be amused by playing your tiny manhood." She walked out without looking back, went upstairs directly to the guest room, climbed into bed with Toby, and fell asleep spooned against him without any taint of remorse for the things she had done that evening.

Upstairs, Louise had sent Rico out to his car while she conducted the handoff to Beth. "Things have been pretty wild around here, but you missed the fun, Honey," she told Beth. "Shithead Fernando had been turned every which way but loose three or four times today and is a crispy critter, from what I can tell -- there's some GREAT video out there, if you kids are bored..." She included Robert, who'd arrived with Beth; apparently, they were becoming a thing... "Marta is read in and has turned the corner -- in fact, she's downstairs right now, fucking Toby's brains out on video! When she comes upstairs, she'll be a full member and we can ditch the masks." Louise waved at the bedrooms, "Damian has Alyssa and Candace in there -- probably sleeping, by now. Lon and Sally are out, but they should stagger in soon. Hank took Maddie home with him a couple of hours ago, and we shipped off Pietro to the Hayes' -- so it's just you guys and the aftermath. You can probably go back to bed -- or whatever..."

"What are you doing?" Beth asked.

"I'm going home with Rico -- gonna make him a member. We've got some FINE video of him butt-fucking that fuck Fernando, so he's in the fold. Besides, I have plans for Rico..." Her smile turned predatory.

"Okay," Beth decided not to ask about that. "What's on video?"

"Um, I think Candace made the fuck eat pussy -- I didn't see that," Louise replied. "The boys turned up two big honky queer boys and they turned Fernando every which way but loose -- by the time they were done, it looked like old Fernando was totally queer. Then I made him eat pussy while Rico butt-fucked him -- and we made him eat Marta and she stuck Toby's dick in his face and told him he was fucking worthless." She grinned. "Right now, he's no doubt listening to Toby tear up Marta's pussy! She's decided she's gonna fuck every man or boy who helped out here -- and then she's gonna make Fernando suck the cum out of her!"

"Wow! She HAS turned the corner!" Beth exclaimed.

"Yup," Louise agreed. "Fernando is fucked -- royally. Bye, now! Have a good time!" Louise waved and headed off.

"Well..." Beth mused.

"I guess we can go watch a movie," Robert muttered. "Let's get something to munch on, first."

Teela and Rick arrived at Pendergast's a bit after eleven; they'd gone out to a movie, and while they had a choice which house to go to after (Rick knew where his mother was and that she was likely to stay there), Teela wanted to check in on her father. As they entered, they could hear the TV in her father's bedroom, so Teela rapped on the door and stuck her head in, "Poppa?"

"Hi, Punkin." Frank glanced over from the TV. "How was the movie?"

"Fine, Poppa," Teela replied, straining to see details in the flickering light of the TV. There was a suspicious mound under the covers... "There's a car out front..."

"Yah," Frank grunted, then lifted the covers. "Quit snorkeling under there, Woman, and say hi to my daughter."

There was some movement, and Jiang Yi's head popped up, her face red with embarrassment. She collected her eyeglasses from the nightstand and turned to regard Teela, eyes downcast. "Hello."

"Hi," Teela replied. "Are you treating Poppa well?"

"She does fine," Frank replied for Jiang Yi. "She's been down there makin' like a Hoover, tryin' to see if she can get it up and running three times in three hours. I dunno if she's gonna make it, but I kinda like soakin' it, if you know what I mean..." Frank tipped a wink at his daughter. Teela giggled, and Jiang Yi shaded toward fire engine red.

"So..." Teela began.

"She's stayin' the night. Worst case, I'll tap her again first thing in the mornin'." He turned to Jiang Yi. "You gotta work tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Sucks to be you. What time you want to get up?"

"I should leave by eight-thirty."

"So, factor in a slow fuck -- when do you need to wake up?"

"Seven?"

"Awright," Frank reached for his alarm clock , "Say goodnight to Teela and go back to your pacifier."

"Poppa!" Teela was scandalized -- but Jiang Yi put her glasses back on the nightstand, waved and ducked back under the covers.

"I think she plans to sleep like that," Frank grunted with a sigh that had obvious implications. "I ain't complainin'."

Teela shook her head. "Good night, Poppa."

"Night, Punkin."

Frank was only half-hard -- but neither of them seemed to care. Jiang Yi really WAS nursing his cock. What she got out of it wasn't clear, but what he was getting was VERY clear to Frank -- so he played with her hair, or mauled a titty and pretended he was interested in TV until exhaustion set in. Jiang Yi lost interest at some point -- or, rather, she went to sleep and lost control of what she was doing -- and that was fine, too. She seemed fine, laying on his stomach, snoring; he let her alone as best he could while he hauled the excess pillows from behind his back and scooted down a bit to get comfortable. Jiang Yi stirred a bit, but basically didn't move, and Frank managed to drift off despite the unaccustomed weight on his belly.