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 Acquisition 36/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F) by Headhunter

   The liquid extasy that Jake had placed in all of the water bottles
insured the most intense sensations for his guests.  Everything was
magnified.  The orgasms were bigger, the bondage acts between people more
lewd and outlandish.  While pain by those participating in the orgy of
perversity was still felt, it was either more intense or masked by the
drug. Jake had a large supply of Extasy (as well as other drugs) and made
quite a profit on the inexpensive drug when the young crowd came to 'raves'
at Milton's.  Well there was no reason why others shouldn't enjoy the
intensity that was often wasted on the very young.

   Pam was still being carried about the room on Jake's cock.  The drug had
begun to affect her and she imagined herself flying through the air.  In
her mind a missile that was lodged in her pussy was providing the thrust
that carried her higher and higher.  In reality the missile was Jake's
large cock.  As Jake walked around the room he approached the leather-clad
dom who had lent his sub to Bess as a cunt lapper.

   "Ready for your turn?" Jake asked.

   "Ya, I've been looking forward to it," the heavily accented man replied.
"Is she a good cocksucker?"

   "The best, she has a sweet innocent mouth that loves to drink cum," Jake
replied.  "I taught her myself."

   Jake laid Pam on the wooden cross that had been occupied earlier by Mrs.
Green, the bankers wife.  Mrs.  Green had been carried off to a dark corner
where she was busy giving blow-jobs to anyone who walked by.  At the same
time her banker husband thrust an impossibly large dildo into her pussy
while he cursed her and called her a "cheap cum-loving cocksucker."

   Jake kept his cock moving steadily in and out of Pam's delicious feeling
quim as she writhed on the wooden beams.  The other man approached the
housewife's head.  The two men smiled at each other across Pam's naked body
and Jake simply said, "Open your mouth, slut."

   A drugged and giggling Pam complied immediately.  The dom, who had by
now dropped his pants, stuck his turgid cock into the open receptacle on
the housewife's innocent face.  "Suck it," he hissed.

   And she did.  She was thrilled at the sensations of serving two hard
cocks, from two forceful men who wanted to use her.  Everything else in her
life was forgotten, Pam's only thoughts were of the pleasure she was
receiving from the two thrusting members...  and of her desire to
please....

   Seeing the double team fuck in the center of the room, men began to line
up behind Jake and his partner at Pam's face.  Several female doms even led
their male subs to the lines.  Several other females stood in line wearing
strap on cocks.  They had all seen the innocent housewife and had been
waiting for this opportunity.  Pam wouldn't be getting up from the wooden
cross for a long time.  She was going to be occupied steadily for the next
hour or so.

   Jake finally let loose with a large load of searing white jism.  As his
ejaculate painted Pam's insides she momentarily removed the cock from her
ovaled mouth and asked, "Did I please you...?"

   "Yes, very much, and you will please me more.  You're mine now.  You are
going to have a wonderful new life pleasing people." Jake withdrew his
semi-flaccid prick.  "I'm going to tell Bess that you are staying with me
from now on.  You stay here and keep doing what you do best.  I want you to
please all my friends."

   Pam sucked the cock at her face back into her mouth.  The alarm bells
that were going off deep in her sub-consciousness were drowned out by the
sweet tasting prick that was beginning to spew forth its stringy cum and
the pressure of another male organ against her puffy and painted labia. 
Once past those cunt lips, the cock slid into her effortlessly, like
fingers into a silk glove.  The line of men that started between Pam's legs
and ended half-way across the large room immediately inched forward. 
Nobody wanted to lose their place on the "Pam Train".

   Jake found Bess where he had left her, her strong muscular legs holding
the sub against her groin like a vise.  Jake kicked Bess' legs apart and
the man fell away, gasping for air, his face glistening with wetness.

   "Ohhh what happened?" was Bess' only reply as the man scampered away and
Jake sat down next to her on the blanket.  She looked up at Jake, smiled,
and said with a slurred voice, "you gonna fuck me some more?"

   "No Bess.  I just here to tell you to go on home.  I'll have Scotty
drive you."

   "Owww, come-on, I'm having fun, let me get Pet and we'll....."

   Jake cut her off, "No you won't.  I'M KEEPING YOUR PET.  I OWN HER NOW."
The forcefulness of his words shocked Bess and pulled her partially out of
her stupor.

   "What the hell are you talking about, Jake!"

   "Just what I said.  I'm keeping her.  You can have Scotty.  I'm tired of
him."

   "Bullshit, Jake.  I didn't spend all that time with her...  training
her...  breaking her in...  to let you take her.  Besides what about her
family?  She can't stay with you.  She has kids, a husband, a job."

   "Like I said before, they can have her back when I get tired of her.  In
the meantime, I like her and I am going to keep her."

   Jake looked around the room.  Spotting Scotty standing alone in a corner
he waved him over.

   "Jake, NO.  Listen..." For the first time, out loud to anyone else, Bess
admitted what she knew was true.  "I love her, Jake.  She's mine.  I need
her."

   Jake laughed at the sentimentality of the now terrified Bess.  She
wasn't terrified for herself.  Jake knew that.  He knew that Bess was one
tough little broad.  But she had a weakness.  That weakness was Pam and,
apparently, Pam's family.  Losing Pam was what terrified Bess.  Jake didn't
understand the concept.  He had friends but no family.  He would literally
kill a friend if he saw some advantage for himself in it.  The man was a
sociopath.  A very powerful, and engaging one, but an ego-centric sociopath
none-the-less.  He would enjoy Pam until he saw an advantage in giving her
to someone else or until he got tired of her.  Usually, like with Scotty,
his human property lasted from one to two years depending...  He thought
that Pam might be fun for at least that long- maybe longer.  She was so
innocent yet so pliable.  The only problem was her age.  Jake knew that a
month with him and his demands would physically wear like a year on the
woman.  Pam was pretty old, she might not last that long.  His plans for
her would surely take their toll on the middle-aged wife.  Unlike Scotty,
she hadn't lived on the streets.  She had always had a very comfortable
life.  She wasn't hardened or jaded yet.  Of course that very fact was what
made her so appealing to him in the first place.  That and her incredible
capacity for all things sensual.

   Jake glanced over at the wooden cross.  The lines were moving fairly
quickly, although they were still long.  More people were deciding to try
out Jake's new toy and were getting "on-line".  "She has natural talent, no
doubt about it," Jake thought.  Men that usually had great staying power
were lasting a very short time before losing their loads into whatever
orifice they had stuck themselves.  "God she was sexy," Jake smiled to
himself.  "And now she was his to play with however he wanted."

   Scotty arrived, standing next to Bess and Jake.  "Scotty, take Bess
home. And by the way, don't bother coming back to the apartment.  I don't
want you around anymore.  If you are nice to Bess, maybe she will take you
in."

   Scotty wasn't surprised by Jake's comments.  Jake had thrown him out
before and, frankly, he was ready to move on anyway.  Maybe he could stay
with Bess.  That way he would be able to see a lot of his friend Pam.  At
least that was what he thought until he heard Bess say, "No, Jake!  I won't
let you destroy her and her family." Then, desperately trying to compromise
with him she added, "Look, you can see her at my place, but she can't just
walk away from her life.  Please Jake, don't do this..."

   With a smug attitude Jake stood up; looking down on the prone woman he
sneered, "Me!  Look at you Bess.  Laying naked on the floor begging me. 
Shit!  I thought you were like me, strong.  But you are just a weakling
like everyone else.  I won this one Bess, maybe you will win the next, but
have some fucking pride and some balls.  She's mine now and there is
nothing you can do about it."

   Bess was now alert, and mad.  She jumped to her feet and made a motion
as if she were going to kick Jake.  He smoothly stepped aside, avoiding the
kick and punched the diminutive woman square on the jaw.  Bess crumpled to
the floor unconscious.

   Jake sneered at Scotty, "Get her clothes and get her out of here, I
don't want to see either one of you ever again." Jake looked at the small
crowd that had gathered to watch the altercation.  He screamed at them,
"NOBODY FUCKS WITH ME!  I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT." He stood tall, like the
'king of the hill', letting everyone see him.  He was like an ape in the
middle of his domain beating his chest, challenging everyone.  And everyone
acknowledged him, out of both envy and fear.  In a sense, bowing and
admitting his superiority.  Jake loved it.  The power he had over all of
them.  The were all weak, only he was strong.  Standing glaring around the
room, his cock got hard.

   Despite the little melodrama played out by Jake and Bess, the activity
on the cross in the middle of the room continued.  The line at Pam's head
and the line between her legs continued to inch forward.

   Two women were carried out of Milton's late that night.

   After getting some of her clothes on and finding her purse, Scotty
carried Bess to her car.  She woke up in the passenger seat as Scotty
pulled the car into her driveway.  In the living room both Scotty and Bess
cried, then got mad, then began to plot.  Scotty was a wonderful servant
for Bess and his natural submissiveness empowered and emboldened Bess. 
Scotty jumped to her every command.  The muscular young man was soon
scurrying about the house getting her aspirin for her headache and ice
packs for the large darkening bruise on her jaw.

   When it became clear that the lines of people fucking Pam were never
going to end until the night was over, Jake picked her up and left.  Those
still waiting their turn groaned, but everyone knew better than to
challenge him.  Jake simply carried Pam out of the club naked.  She hung
like a rag doll over his shoulder.

   At the front door of the club Jake tossed his car keys to the large
black bouncer and had him bring his expensive BMW around front.  He dumped
Pam into the back seat and had the man drive him and Pam to his condo.  He
smiled to himself, "I'm taking her to her new home."

   His good feelings lasted only a moment.  He cursed when he saw that the
leftovers of Pam's gang-bang had soiled his clothes.  At the condo he told
the bouncer to carry his new prize upstairs.  The bouncer did with relish,
taking every opportunity to explore the housewife's body with his hands.

   Once inside the large condo Jake had the large black bouncer carry Pam
right into the shower.  "Wash her off," Jake ordered and he went to change
out of his own clothes.  Not wanting to miss an opportunity like this, the
coal black bodybuilder stripped off his own clothes and crushed Pam's naked
body to his as the water cascaded over them both.  The housewife was still
flying high from the sensations of being utterly used and the drugs that
had heightened her responses.  Soon, however the cool water of the shower
was reviving Pam and she was able to stand on her own.  As her head began
to clear, she became aware of strong hands squeezing her tits.  One of the
hands slid around her and cupped her ass.  Pam lifted a hand to her face
and wiping the water from her eyes finally saw the huge black man that was
washing her.

   At that moment Jake appeared.  He was now naked as well and climbed into
the large shower with the black and white bodies.  "Are you clean yet Pam?"
he asked.

   Now panicked and dwarfed by the two large men Pam was only able to nod
her head.

   "Good, I feel like making a sandwich.  A Pam sandwich." Both Jake and
the black body builder laughed at the stupid joke.  A disoriented Pam was
frightened.  Where was she?  Where was Bess?  What had happened to her? 
She could remember snatches of the evening.  Was it still the same day? 
She remembered dinner.  Going to a hotel room with three different men. 
Being tied down, and almost constant stimulation.  She could recall cocks.
Short ones, long ones, fat ones, even rubber ones.  She couldn't get the
visions of endless male genitalia out of her mind.  Even though her eyes
were once again squeezed tightly shut, all she could see was cocks. 
Despite her fear and confusion Pam became aware of two penises rubbing
against her.  When Jake and the black man began to caress and stroke the
housewife, her knees became weak.  But the men held her up and despite her
fear, her disorientation, and her lack of reference to anything real in her
life, she instinctively grasped a hard cock in each of her hands.

   "Can't get enough, can you, slut?" Jake growled.

   The only response from Pam was her soapy but feminine hands moving up
and down the length of each hard, jutting member.

   As the men carried Pam from the shower, Jake in a gesture of
magnanimity, asked his employee, "You want her cunt, mouth or asshole
first?"