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 TooKay Web

   Chapter 12 December 30th (M/F, gentle, voy)

   The months passed and Nancy and Fran got accustomed to being Adam's
playthings.  Bateson's brutal sessions taught them that they were nothing
but orifices to be used as Adam and his friends wished.  The girls no
longer actively sought out sex for their pleasure and Nancy wished she
could enjoy Bet's hands the way she had done.  The boys sometimes pushed
themselves on Nancy in particular, reinforcing the lessons learned at
Bateson's canes, that they were there for others enjoyment only.

   It was now late December and Adam was going to have a wild party to mark
the New Year.  All his sexual playthings, even Martha and Bateson, would be
put on display for the three-day party.  As a concession to the hard work
they would be expected to take part in, Adam instructed Bateson to suspend
his sessions from the 27th December, so they had a blissful three days
without the twice-daily punishing sessions before the party started at noon
on 30th December.

   They were dressed in costumes from the cupboard in the 'boodower' and
thus it was that Nancy found herself wearing a bright purple low-cut bodice
and matching skimpy skirt while Fran was kitted out in a similar outfit,
only hers was scarlet.  Fran had drifted into herself and hardly spoke to
anyone, and so she stood in silence as Adam inspected them at eleven
thirty.

   "Scarlet suits you, dear Francesca.  If you were to ever marry Jack
Washburn, I would seriously consider scarlet for your dress, if I were you.
But I'm not you!" He groped her beneath the skirt that barely covered her
hips.  "Excellent control, my dear, keep it up for the party, wont you?"

   Adam moved down the long line in the huge entrance hall, making comments
as he went.  Then Nancy found him leering at her as he poked a finger into
her rear passage.

   "You've learnt well, though I miss the stubbornness and the hatred you
showed me when I first had you here in the hall,"

   Nancy remembered.  She had been laid across a table and had screamed as
first Adam, then Bateson, raped her, boy-style.  She had then been made
available to the household staff while Adam watched, before whipping her
and raping her again.  Now, however, she knew better than to react and Adam
moved on to Mary.

   "Guests will be arriving all afternoon, and you will be available for
any who want some pre-party fun.  The party proper will commence at nine
this evening with dinner.  Everyone will line the walls of the banquet hall
and my guests will have their pick of my toys at, during or after dinner.
Tomorrow being the last day of the year will be a casual day.  Once more,
you will make yourselves available to my guests, irrespective of lack of
sleep.  If I have reports of anyone going to their cells to sleep that
individual will be very severely punished once the party ends,"

   Adam paused to let the threat sink in before continuing.

   "Tomorrow night we will have the main festivities, with everyone naked
and lining the walls of the banquet hall," he continued.  "Anything will be
allowed as we move into the New Year.  The last day of my party will be a
relaxed, but debauched, day, fit for the start of another year.  Guests
will leave over the course of the next day and then things will be back to
normal here.  Now you may retire to your boudoirs to await my guests,"

   The next few hours saw a couple of the boys taken by guests, then at
four Fran was called for by a man Nancy had seen before at Adam's parties.
He was rough but stopped short of actual brutality.  Fran knew him too and
went with him knowing she would be in pain within ten minutes from his
handling of her.  Nancy couldn't stand the waiting, and went to the narrow,
barred, window to watch the arrivals.  It was pitch dark now, and it was
only as guests alighted from their carriages and were greeted by
torch-bearing servants that she saw anything.  To her surprise she saw Sir
Ian Brooks emerge from a carriage with another man.  Ian, here?  Nancy
couldn't understand why he would leave Sonia to come to one of Adam's
parties.  She found herself hoping he would pick her, but his companion
selected her.

   Nancy followed Ian and the unknown man up three flights of stairs and
into a sumptuously decorated bedroom.  All the rooms on the second and
third floors were bedrooms but it still meant guests sharing when it was a
large party.

   "Nancy?  Is it really you?  Come here," Ian held out his arms and Nancy
found herself in his embrace, crying with relief.  They'd been found!

   "This is Patrick, my brother-in-law.  Its his fault I'm here, he likes
Adam's parties, being somewhat that way inclined, I'm here for the food and
the women!"

   Nancy looked at Sonia's brother.  Patrick looked kinder than many of
Adam's friends, but that was no guarantee!

   "I wont hurt you, if that is what you're frightened about.  I like
watching Ian play a woman like a violin and that is enough to get me hard
and want your mouth to explode into.  Is Cesca *really* here?"

   "She's called Fran here.  She's closed herself off from everyone," Nancy
said as she nestled against Ian.  "I can't get her to talk to me anymore,"

   "Adam is a brute!  I know he's your friend, Patrick, but I still think
he is a nasty piece of humanity.  Wouldn't give you odds on his life when
Summers and Washburn find him, either!  Nancy, Patrick will try to keep you
safe without arousing Adam's suspicions, and I'll try to get to Cesca.  I
don't know how we will manage it, but I promise that both of you will get
tender loving during this party.  I know I'm not Henry, but will I do as a
stand-in?" Ian said as he gently fondled Nancy's shoulders.

   "Yes," Nancy whispered.

   Ian kissed her neck and shoulders, making Nancy tingle with life, and
then she felt him unfastening the bodice and skirt.  They dropped off her,
as Ian gently loved Nancy's shoulders before moving to her breasts.  Once
there, Ian cupped them in his hands and fondled her tenderness before
stooping to suckle.  Nancy swayed as the pure pleasure lit her up, and a
moment later she was lying on a featherbed for the first time in months. 
Ian continued his suckling and felt Nancy come to life beneath his lips.

   "Ian - its wonderful, don't stop.  I need more!"

   "May I help?" Patrick asked as Ian slid a hand across her belly.  "I
wont hurt you,"

   Nancy nodded as Ian continued to bring her to life.  Patrick tenderly
caressed her breasts, finding her tits and pulling them lightly.  Ian's
hands were roaming her belly and teasing her mound.  Then a finger snaked
downwards in search of her cunt.

   Nancy froze, petrified.

   She had learnt to dread any attention to her cunt.  Ian paused, not
moving a muscle until Nancy relaxed.  He then very slowly moved his finger
into position.

   Nancy froze again.

   Ian waited while Patrick fondled her breasts until she relaxed.  After a
while, Nancy let Ian's finger enter her, and she was re-acquainted with the
wonders of finger fucking.  Nancy's body responded to Ian's touch.  Soon he
could slide two fingers into her.  Nancy arched herself towards Ian,
needing completion.

   "Ian, take me!  I want your cock in me, fucking me completely.  Please,
fuck me like you did at the Quadrant, please,"

   Ian slowly slid himself into her warmth.  For Nancy it was heavenly,
being penetrated gently after the deliberately rough handling she'd endured
from both Bateson and his employer, Adam.

   Ian filled her completely and slowly started to ride her to her climax.
Patrick had stopped fondling her breasts and was stroking himself as he
watched Ian take the young girl.  Patrick loved stroking himself while
watching others copulate; it didn't matter which sex, as long as he had a
willing mouth into which he could empty himself.  He was a voyeur, but he
also loved being the lover, and hoped he could catch his host and love him
before they left.

   Nancy was in the throes of an orgasm such as she had not had for months.

   "Ian!  More - more!  Fuck me!  Harder!  Deeper! 
Yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes!  Oh - oh - oh-hhhhh hhhhh!  YES, YES, YES,
YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!  OH MY
GOD! IAN!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  OHHH-HHHH!  OHHH-HHHH!  MORE!  MORE! 
OHHH-HHH!!!!!!!!!!  YES-SSSSSSSS!!!!"

   She came in a flood over Ian, who then rode her to his fulfilment.

   "Oh Ian!  More!  Take me deep!  I want you in me!  Take me! 
YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-YES-OH-OH-YES-YES-YES!  I'M
CUMMING!  MORE!  DEEPER!  MORE!  MORE!  MORE!  MORE!  MORE!  MORE!  MORE!
YESSS-SSSSSS!!!!!!!  YESSSS-SSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  OH-HHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

   Both of them sank into the bed, drained.  Patrick approached Nancy with
his rock hard cock.

   "Nancy, you agreed."

   She turned her head to him and drank his salty seed.

   "Thank you," he said as he finished pumping into her.  "You are
wonderful,"

   The three of them lay in a heap on the bed.  Without realising what she
was doing, Nancy started to raise Patrick's cock by fondling his sac
tenderly as Ian's fingers found her warmness and searched for her clit. 
Finding it, Ian set about caressing it, coaxing Nancy to flower into his
palms.  It didn't take long for Nancy to be as hot for a cock as she had
been earlier and Ian rose to take her, but Patrick stopped him.

   "Let me," he said.  "She needs to know we aren't all brutes like Adam,"

   He moved round and mounted Nancy with careful movements until he found
her so desperate for release as he was.  Then his movements got far more
vigorous and they bounced into the bed as he shot a second lot of seed into
her, before kissing her nether lips with tenderness.

   Silence filled the room.  It was heaven for Nancy to be with tender men,
to lie on a soft bed, and not to be afraid.

   A gong sounded, shattering the peace.

   "A quarter hour till dinner, I take it," Patrick said, looking at Nancy.

   "Yes.  I must go, we have to be in our places before you come down to
dinner," she started to scramble for her clothes.  Gone was the relaxed
woman of a few moments ago.  In her place was the terrorised girl who had
followed them upstairs.

   "If I'm late, I'll be punished after the party.  I must go,"

   "Nancy, we WILL free you and Cesca.  I promise," Ian said.  "We'll look
out for you as much as we can,"

   Dressed once more, Nancy hurried downstairs, leaving the men to dress
for dinner.

   "Did you see her back, Ian?  It is scarred from a terrific number of
canings, and I'll bet that Cesca is the same,"

   "No, Cesca would have caved in long before Nancy.  Nan is incredibly
strong-willed, rather like Henry, and it would have taken a brute to smash
that.  We must do something to help rescue them,"

   "If Nancy is as obstinate as Henry, she'll insist on the rescue of
everyone, even though some would end up in prison.  I wish I'd been in the
country in the summer - then this wouldn't have happened," Patrick observed
as he tied his black bow tie.


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