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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: The Pact:  Episode 1 -- The Elegant Solution
Part: 43 of 53
Universe: The Pact
Summary: In the summer between their Junior and Senior years of high school
three young men make a pact to handle their sexual supply problems by
seducing each other's mothers.
Content: mf 1st mF ir oral M-dom

The Pact:  Episode 1 -- The Elegant Solution

Chapter 43

        "Yes, Sweetheart?" Sally asked upon entering the living room.

        "Beth has this idea that you want me to..." Lon paused, searching
for the proper word, "control you."

        "Yeah."

        "Is she right?"

        Lon had his answer immediately; Sally had that look on her face
before her mouth opened, "Yeah."

        "Why?" Lon asked.  "Why go that far?  From what Beth tells me,
there's nothing fair about it; it sounds like I get the elevator and you get
the shaft!"

        Sally's lips curled; she didn't have to say anything.  Lon grinned,
"You can have THAT shaft, any time!  I'm talking about the other stuff..."

        Sally's face settled into a pensive expression.  "It's hard to
explain; I just can't tell you how I feel -- I need to show you.  Anyone can
TALK about commitment..."

        "Beth says it isn't simple; she says that sometimes I'll get the
wrong cues.  I'm gonna make mistakes.  YOU'RE gonna make mistakes."  Lon
eyed Sally closely.  "What about limits?  I can think of about a thousand
pretty embarrassing things I could ask of you -- what if you chicken out?"

        "That's the test, I guess," Sally replied with that glacial outward
calm that she'd been displaying off and on for a couple of days now, "If I
get chicken, I'm not worthy.  If I'm not worthy, I should be punished.  If
it's really bad, maybe I shouldn't be here..."  Inwardly, she was scared to
death -- would he take up the gauntlet, or would it be too much trouble?
Could he?  Sally had no illusions; Lon, whatever he thought right now, was
GOING to have admirers once school started -- the 'A' group girls were going
to be out trying to forge bonds early in order to have a partner for all of
those important Senior functions -- and some of them would be looking beyond
that, whether they admitted it or not.  Only Lon's announced preference put
Sally in the competition; otherwise, she was a good distance back in the
pack, at the very least!  The flip side was that Lon had been just
incredible -- not the snot everybody expected him to be, but considerate and
committed -- which presented its own problems.  Could he be aloof and
demanding?  How tough would it be on him to be tough on her?

        "It's a little late for that, isn't it?" Lon asked.  "Haven't I made
myself clear in that area?"

        "You bought a pig in a poke," Sally replied.  "We haven't been
together long enough.  You don't KNOW, one way or another, whether I'm good
enough -- but you had to put yourself out there, MUCH farther than should
have been required, to get things rolling.  Now it's up to me to make all of
the crap I put you through worthwhile -- and frankly, I'm not sure I can!
But the first step is to release you from any ridiculous commitments..."

        Lon's eyes narrowed.  Sally was laying the foundation for a new
relationship between them, leveling the playing field -- actually tilting it
in the other direction!  And in doing so, she was clearly placing herself at
the bottom of the totem pole...

        But could he do this?  The first steps were deceptively simple, and
the situation sounded like a dream come true -- but was it?  There seemed to
be a heavy load of responsibility buried in this mess -- and an ongoing day-
to-day effort to keep the thing running...  It sounded simple -- make her
do... anything.  But some things were destructive, and she had only one
out...

        "All right, let's make sure we're on the same sheet of music," Lon
grunted.  "I run things between us; you do what I say -- period.  If you
give me any shit, I can punish you in whatever way I feel like.  Right?"

        "Right."  Sally nodded.

        "You have the option to bail -- and that's about it.  On the other
hand, if I'm not satisfied with how you're doing things, I can put you on
the street," Lon continued, "right?"

        "Right."  Sally nodded again.

        "As of right now, we have no limits," Lon continued.  "You're
allowed to ask for something if you find something that squicks you too much
-- but if I don't agree, you're screwed -- you either do as I say or you
bail.  Right?"

        "Right."  Sally nodded a third time.

        "I don't know where to go with this beyond that stuff -- except to
say you'd better be DAMNED sure not to embarrass me in public by not doing
as you're told!" Lon growled.  "Did I miss anything?"

        "I don't think so," Sally replied diffidently.

        "I do, now I think about it," Lon declared.  "This type of operation
is probationary -- I don't know if I'm gonna like it or not.  If I don't,
we're gonna shift to something a lot more normal, understood?"

        "Yes, Sweetheart," Sally replied.

        "Sweetheart," Lon mused, eyeing her.  "I like that a lot, so we'll
continue to do it in public.  In private, too, unless something else seems
to be a better idea.  Master, or something..."  He grinned.

        "Yes... Master," Sally grinned back.

        Lon's grin broadened.  "Gives me chills, but for now we'll stick
with Sweetheart.  What do I call you?"  His eyes glinted.  "Slut?"

        Sally had a half-second to see that one coming.  "If you wish,
Sweetheart."

        Lon wrinkled his nose.  "Makes a poor mix with Sweetheart.  I'll
stick to Babe, for now -- in public, at least.  But Beth says humiliation is
a test..."

        Sally merely nodded.

        "Okay, let's go see what everyone else is up to."  Lon waved her
before him.

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        Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Teela had gotten her breath -- and had
questions.  "What's all the uproar?  It's a simple question -- but
everybody's running back and forth..."

        "Simple, huh?" Beth retorted.  "Are YOU gonna suck Terence's cock?
Are you gonna fuck him?"

        Teela flashed a glance at Rick, "I dunno..."

        "The shoe is on the other foot now, isn't it?" Beth chuckled.  "I'm
surprised you didn't pay more attention to our earlier talk!  For both of
you, it's VERY early in your relationships -- you don't REALLY have a handle
on each other's wants and needs.  So even if you're interested, you have to
think about what Rick will think about you if you do it.  And if you drop it
in Rick's lap, HE has to wonder what YOU will think of HIM if he says yes.
Some couples never let their hair down -- the question surfaces again and
again, only to be swept under the rug every time because nobody has the guts
to open up..."  Beth sighed.  "I... saw something in the way Sally was
handling things -- something I recognized.  So I hauled her off to make sure
I was right.  And then, because the whole thing wasn't exactly obvious, I
dragged Lon off to make sure he understood.  I didn't make their decision
for them, I merely paved the way for them to understand one another..."

        At that point, Lon and Sally re-entered the room.  Lon settled the
controversy by directing, "Get it, Babe.  Do a good job -- I'm gonna be
watching."  Teela's eyes popped -- and she wasn't the only one -- but Sally
looked unperturbed as she settled to her knees in front of Terence, took his
length in her hand, and started jacking, smiling up at him.  Terence looked
down at her, surprised; he'd expected Beth to end up doing him, and wasn't
really upset about it.  He glanced at Lon, who shrugged.  "She needs the
practice," he amplified.

        About that time, Sally's mouth engulfed Terence and he shifted his
attention back to the activity at hand, groaning in pleasure.

        "I'll be damned!" Teela whispered.  "I'd have never thought..."

        "Me, either," Rick agreed.  "Lon..."  But Lon was standing there,
watching critically while his new girlfriend sucked the big black football
player as if it was just a sport or something, not sharing his girlfriend's
charms...

        "What would you have said?" Teela whispered.

        "Beth was right," Rick grunted.  "It would have been fucked up.  Not
knowing what you wanted..."

        "All things being equal..." Teela eyed him.  Rick's face closed; he
wasn't going to give anything away.  It was time to give some ground...
"Poppa might be right -- it looks exciting..."

        Rick looked pensive.  "I'd have still been on the fence, Squirt.
It's real early to be sharing, especially with guys with monster dicks..."

        "You're worried about that?" Teela's eyes smiled.

        "Yeah."

        "They can't handle me.  It's not just dick size, you know.  Besides,
maybe I can't handle THEM!" Teela grinned.

        Beth, having overheard the exchange, murmured, "Can I stick a word
in, here?"

        Teela glanced up cautiously, "Okay."

        "Rick, Sweetie, you're a tad above the average -- there's no need
for you to feel inadequate.  You're a good inch and a half bigger than my ex
was..."  Rick grimaced, but came out of it looking more positive, and Beth
turned to Teela, "As for you -- you'll stretch -- at least that far.
Remember what comes out of there..."  She grinned.  "Although depth IS more
of a problem than girth..."

        "Okay, okay!" Teela waved her off.  "Point is nobody but you is
likely to be able to handle my OTHER quirks!" she reminded Rick.  "We would
be classic for 'it's just sex' with anyone else..."

        "Yeah, well, I'm going with my instincts, here..." Rick replied.

        "You do that!" Teela teased.  "Being jealously guarded by a man is
something I'm not used to, yet -- so far, it's a compliment!"  She leaned up
to kiss him.

        Meanwhile, Sally was giving someone who was not her boyfriend a
blowjob.  Terence and Lon were about the same size, so she figured it was
good practice -- and it was exciting from the standpoint of why she was
doing it.  Lon made sure he was inside her field of vision, watching, poker-
faced as she sucked in Terence's length.  The first attempt to get it into
her throat failed; Lon actually stepped up and pushed down on the top of her
head, muttering, "You're up too high..."; on the second pass, she managed to
bury her nose in Terence's springy pubic curls.  "Yeah," Terence hissed,
groaning, "That's good..."

        Lon was somewhat ambivalent about the whole thing, but he couldn't
ignore the power trip.  Rick wasn't going to get this from Teela, he
figured.  Besides, he wanted a slut -- and it looked like he was going to
get one!  Better, she acted slutty because he TOLD her to, not because she
was one, basically.  The situation seemed to be controllable from a group
viewpoint, too -- he could grant access to her or not, as he pleased, and no
one was going to get too unhappy about it.  He leaned in and asked, "How is
it going?"

        Sally looked up at Lon, trying to evaluate the comment.  What was he
looking for?  Disgust?  Unhappiness.  Pleasure?  Duty.  Yeah -- that worked.
She was doing as she was bid, to the best of her ability.  She raised her
hand and made an 'OK' sign.

        Lon nodded, then looked up at Terence.  "Is she hitting her mark?  I
don't want her goofing off..."

        Terence looked a little bewildered.  'Man, he must have this bitch
locked down TIGHT!' he thought.  'I've gotta find one like THIS!'  "She's
doin' okay," he muttered.  Actually, she was doing better than just okay;
besides, prolonged exposure to various kinds of stimulation had Terence
running hot, anyway...

        Lon upped the ante, anyway, leaning in and directing, "Play with his
balls.  Gently."  Something in Sally's eyes when she absorbed this told him
he was on the right track.  He squatted next to her and watched as she
followed instructions, cupping and fondling Terence's loosely swinging
scrotum.  Terence grunted and gasped, obviously enjoying it.

        Lon let this go on for a bit, then squatted next to his -- what? --
girlfriend?  Or was she something more -- and less?  Reaching out, he cupped
her right breast; Sally raised her arm to grant him unimpeded access.  He
felt like he needed to say something; the day before, he'd have couched it
differently, but he had a feeling that somewhat rougher terms would be more
effective...  Leaning in, he whispered, "I can't wait to fuck you," into her
ear, quietly, so that only she could make it out.

        Sally moaned around Terence's cock; a wash of dampness welled up
inside her vagina.  Lon was right; he could have said something about
'making love', but that would have been seduction, a circumstance wherein
she granted him control.  No, he owned her, and he was going to take
possession of her -- fuck her, shred her cherry and pound her soaking wet
pussy...  His choice of words was perfect, from Sally's standpoint; the
implications made her hotter than a pistol!

        Lon ran his other hand down her ass -- and it came back wet.  Sally
whimpered, watching with one eye as he sniffed his hand and recognized the
smell.  Lon settled back, grinning -- maybe this wasn't going to be as hard
as he thought...  "Face-fuck her," he told Terence, "She needs to get used
to it."

        Teela gasped.  Rick's eyes popped.  Terence grunted, "You sure?"
But Beth smiled gently, and Sally merely moaned again around Terence's cock.

        "Yeah, go for it," Lon insisted.  "Don't worry, I know what I'm
doing -- don't I, Babe?"

        "Mmph hmph," Sally got out, not stopping what she was doing.  Teela
shifted her amazed gaze from Lon to Sally -- but Sally wasn't paying any
attention to anything but the cock in her mouth and her man...

        Terence reached out gingerly to cup her head; Lon grunted, "Go on --
mind if I maul her tits?"

        "Naw, she's your girl..." Terence replied, bemused.  Lon stood
behind Sally and bent to collect her breasts, cupping them while his fingers
attached themselves to her nipples.  "Hold still -- I'm drivin'," Terence
admonished Sally and put his hips in gear.  'Shit, this won't last long...'
he thought, setting up a two-cycle stroke -- one short, one deep -- using
Sally's mouth and throat.  This was all pretty hot -- especially the way Lon
was mauling Sally's tits, his dick stiff and laying along her neck and
shoulder...

        For Sally, it was Heaven and Hell.  She really wasn't ready to take
such a beating, but she couldn't -- wouldn't -- stop it.  Lon had stepped up
to the plate and was running things like he'd been doing it for months, and
everything he said or did jacked up her arousal.  It was all so intense --
the way Terence was using her, the additions from Lon...  Her nipples had
that itchy ache that you just HAD to scratch -- but Lon was handling THAT!
Every other stroke, Terence pushed himself right into her throat -- and it
was awful -- but she wouldn't have it any other way!  She couldn't breathe
-- and she didn't care; somehow, it all added up to a transcendent
experience...

        "Fuck! FUCK!"  Terence slammed Sally's throat three times in
succession as he lost control, grimacing as cum blasted from his engorged
member -- first down Sally's throat and then, as he got some control, into
her moaning mouth.

        Sally was rocking and moaning and sucking and generally having a
fit, "MMMM!  MMMM!  MMMM!  MMMM!"  Lon suddenly realized that she was
cumming!  'DAMN!' he thought, dazed, 'That's amazing!'  Suddenly, he became
aware of the fact that he was rock-hard and feeling serious urgency...

        Terence staggered back, grunting, "Goddamn!" and nearly tripped over
his piled clothing.  Sally dropped forward, moaning "Please!  Please!"  Her
ass came up, and it was soaked, her juices dripping down her thighs.

        It wasn't the grand plan, but the moment was ripe.  Lon went to his
knees behind Sally, grabbed her hips and hauled on them.  Sally had just a
moment to glance over her shoulder and recognize what was going on before
Lon's cock nosed at her soaking opening  "Oh, yes!" she cried, and Lon
lunged into her, full force!

        The next sound was a hoarse scream, but everyone in the room
recognized the joyful component to it; there was no doubt that it hurt --
but also no doubt that she wanted it, pain and all.  Sally dropped forward
onto her elbows, moaning, "Oh God!  Oh, God!  Yes!  Yes!"

        Yeah, it hurt -- and Lon, maddened, wasn't being gentle -- but it
was EXACTLY what she'd wanted when Terence staggered back!  She'd actually
peaked when he did, but her empty pussy cried out for fulfillment -- and
Lon's hot battering ram was just the thing!  "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Mm!  Mm!  Mm!
Mm!  Yes!  Yes!  Yes!"  Every stroke brought a fresh exclamation; the pain
was never intense and gave way rapidly to pleasure...

        Neither of them was in any condition to make things last; both were
halfway to orgasm at the point of Lon's slam-bang insertion.  The four
surprised onlookers watched in amazement as Lon just went nuts plowing
Sally's pussy -- and Sally soaked it up without visible complaint!

        Beth, from her vantage point basically behind the couple and to
their left, had a particularly good view of Lon's spear as he jammed it into
Sally again and again; the initial red coating turned rapidly into pinkish
foam as blood from her shredded hymen blended with Sally's copious juices,
then faded more and more toward white as the flood continued to pour out of
her vagina.  Beth had never seen anyone release such a flood; Sally was wet
from her crotch to the floor, and Lon was literally splashing around in
it...

        Suddenly, it was over; Sally threw her head back -- which let Teela
see her eyes roll back in her head -- and wailed "OOOOOOOOHHH,
GAAAWWWDDD!!!"  Beth got a prime shot of Sally squirting a couple of ounces
of her fluids directly onto Lon's balls.  Lon, thoroughly crazed, mashed
himself against her, yelling "JEEEZUS!!!" and pinned her against him while
his cock spewed into her.  Both of them momentarily lost contact with
reality as they flashed over their peaks, then Lon dragged Sally back so
that her ass dropped against her calves and collapsed atop her spent, folded
body.

        "Wow!"  Rick was the first to muster a verbal reaction.  "THAT
looked hot!  How was it?"

        "Too short!" Lon gasped, struggling up.  "Otherwise, it was
great..."  Turning his attention to Sally, he asked, "You okay, Babe?"

        Sally nodded vigorously, not trusting herself to speak.  She wanted
to laugh and she wanted to cry; the act had been positively cataclysmic, as
far as SHE was concerned...

        Beth intervened, "You two probably need to recover some; why don't
you go stretch out on the couch?  I own the bed; Terence, you'd better be
ready, because after that, I need sex -- BAD!"  Her glance at the remaining
couple said they could fend for themselves.

        "You want it doggie?" Terence asked.  Despite the recent orgasm,
watching Sally and Lon had made him diamond-hard.  "Kneel up!"  He made for
the bed, where Beth was already arranging herself.

        Teela was aroused, too -- powerfully aroused!  But Rick had cum
twice in recent memory...  "You promised!" She reminded him.

        "Can we borrow a chunk of bed?" Rick asked Beth.

        "Yeah... Ummm...  I'm not... Uhhh...  using much..." Beth got out
around moans as Terence penetrated her and set up a nice, solid stroke.
"Ah, damn, that's good!  Gimmee!"

        Teela flopped crosswise along the head of the bed and raised her
spread knees, and presented a puffy, pink, somewhat runny cooze to Rick.
"Please, Baby!  I need it, bad!"  Rick settled in and started exploring it,
basically right under Beth's nose...

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        Lon led Sally to the couch and flopped onto it, dragging her atop
him.  "That wasn't the plan," he admitted as they got settled.

        "But it worked," Sally replied, her voice reflecting muffled
satisfaction as she murmured into his shoulder.

        "So, how did it go?" he asked, rubbing her back.

        "I don't think I could have asked for more..."  There might have
been a way to improve it out there, somewhere, but her defloration had been
done right when she needed it most urgently, and it had gone well, after its
fashion.  Granted, it hadn't been terribly romantic, but she'd needed sex --
right then -- and Lon had certainly provided it!  If they'd done the long,
slow, romantic thing, the pain of having him shred her maidenhead might have
occupied more of her attention and made things less pleasant; as it was, she
was already hyped up and he'd wasted no time on slow probing -- and they'd
moved rapidly on to the good parts.  Besides, Lon had... mastered her... in
every way -- which was every bit as important!  It had all been VERY
satisfactory...

        "Not too much?" Lon asked.

        Sally knew that he wasn't REALLY talking about just the sex.  "No.
It was... perfect."

        "And Terence?"

        The question wasn't clear to Sally.  "He was... decent."

        Lon's real intent was to discover if he'd gone too far, directing
her to service Terence -- not to mention presiding over the blowjob's
transformation into a throat-fuck.  Sally's answer told him where her head
was; her misunderstanding of the question told him that she had no issues
with her treatment as clearly -- maybe MORE clearly -- than if she had
answered the question he had really asked...

        Just as clearly, further pursuit of the question could only weaken
his position.  "Let's get a nap, then fuck again."

        "Okay."  Sally burrowed her face into his neck and went boneless.
Lon spent a couple of minutes appreciating how comfortable she was atop him,
despite her size, before following her into slumber.

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        "There!  There!  Yes!  Yes!  Ogod!  Yeah!  Fuck!  FUCK!!!" Teela
screeched.  Rick was holding open her puffy outer labia and running his
tongue between the inner ones and Teela was thrashing all over the place!
"Ogod!  Oh, fuck!  WOW!"  Having her pussy eaten was every bit as good as
she'd always thought it would be...

        Rick was grinning from ear to ear -- but he was hard again, and
wanted some action!  "Okay, Squirt, I'm climbing on, now!"

        "Yeah?  Hey, great!"  Teela waved him up and spread her legs wider
to accommodate her lover as he settled into position.  In moments, his
welcome shaft was sinking into her again -- something she couldn't get
enough of!  Looking to her right, she beheld Beth, who was probably coming
off of her third cum; they didn't seem to be the same kind of thing as hers
-- Beth recovered pretty quickly.  She'd get excited and seize up for a
second or two, then she'd relax and the next thing you knew she was humping
and babbling again...

        Terence was rocking in and out of Beth's twat like a perpetual
motion machine.  Sally had taken the edge off, so all he had to do was pound
away and enjoy what he was doing.  Every time Beth locked up, his grin got a
little wider...

        Beth was soaking it up as fast as Terence could deliver it.  She had
Teela and Rick in front of her and Terence pounding her from behind --
enjoying herself wasn't an issue.  She was going to let Terence ride her
until he finished or exhausted himself -- whichever came first; this was
Beth's kind of Heaven...

        In front of her, Teela was getting pink and moaning and gasping in
happy little monosyllables, "Oh!  Yeah!  Uuh!  Ogod!  Yes!  Ooh!  Umm!  So
good!  Yeah!" while hurling her hips up to meet Rick's strokes; at the rate
she was going, they'd never last ten minutes, but it was certainly exciting!
Beth felt another pop welling up...  "Keep it coming, Sweetie!  I'm gonna
pop again!" Beth howled happily.  Seconds later, the orgasm rolled through
her, a wash of joy; she staggered a bit at the peak, then resumed her
counterpoint to Terence's thrusts.

        Beth was happily climbing the slope to number five when Teela went
totally nuts and screamed, "OMIGAAAAAWD!  FUUUUUUCK!!!" -- hurling herself
upward to get as much of Rick inside her as she could.  Rick grinned tightly
and met her, stroke for stroke, while she thrashed and hunched herself --
but he held off, somehow not getting caught up in her peak despite the
excitement.

        Beth recognized where she was; she was on a repeating three-minute
cycle, orgasm to orgasm, that would take her through Terence -- and Damian,
and Rick, and Lon, too, for that matter, if she was ever presented with such
a feast of cock flesh!  Roy had sought to abuse her on a couple of occasions
by importing large quantities of male help to wear her out -- and it hadn't
ever quite happened; Beth attained a kind of nirvana and could hold it
forever, apparently.  Oh, sure, she was sore for a couple of days afterward,
on those occasions -- but during?  No.  The pain probably blended with the
pleasure; she certainly hadn't noticed it.  It might be smart to say
something to Terence, thought...  Turning her head to regard him over her
shoulder, she said, "Sweetie, don't hurt yourself!  You see a chance to pop,
you go ahead!  I'd rather have you rest a bit and go again than ruin
yourself..."

        "Awright," Terence grunted.  Truth to tell, he probably only had
another ten minutes in him -- IF his balls didn't pop before, which was
distinctly possible!  Beth was good shit; only her more or less subdued
attitude kept him from getting wrapped up in the excitement and blowing a
nut already -- well, that and Sally's blowjob!  Too bad they couldn't
double-team Lon sometime...  THAT thought was both embarrassing and
stimulating; Terence started feeling his pleasure getting away from him...

        Teela set off the next round, though, grunting and squealing and
finally screaming her ecstasy while Terence pushed Beth up the slope toward
cum number seven.  Rick lost it, too, as Teela crossed the peak, causing
Teela to babble, "Shoot!  Shoot!  Ogod, fill me up!  I love to feel you
cum!"  The pair collapsed in a sweaty heap under Beth's nose, the smell of
their combined juices quickening her climb to another completion.

        When she came back down, Beth directed, "You two run along -- let us
fuck in peace for a while, okay?  We'll see you later..."  Terence was
definitely tiring, and Beth wanted him to accomplish a couple of things, if
he could.  First, she wanted him to get the ego boost that being seen still
riding her pussy when the other couple left gave him -- and second, she
wanted him to cum and rest a bit, then give her another ride, if possible --
the one she was suppose to get FIRST...

        Teela and Rick didn't argue; they collected their clothing and
prepared to leave the room, smiling and waving.  It had been one hell of an
afternoon...  Beth caught them again as they hit the door, "Umm, Teela?  I
forgot something -- I was supposed to offer to lick you..."

        Teela grinned from ear to ear.  "Oh, yeah -- I heard about that..."
She quirked an eyebrow.

        "Do you want it?" Beth asked.  "If so, can I give you a rain check?
I'll get you off twice..."

        "You're not just ducking out, are you?" Teela pressed.

        "Nope," Beth assured her, "I don't mind -- but I'm a little busy..."

        "Okay," Teela replied.  "Technically, you're off the hook -- you
asked me.  But, hey, I might want it sometime..."

        "If you do, I owe you...  Hang on a sec.  Oh, Baby!  DO ME!!!"  Beth
stopped in mid-conversation to get another cum.  She panted a moment, then
looked back at Teela, "You don't think I could get off while talking about
it if I didn't like it, do you?"

        "Guess not," Teela grinned.

        "You want it -- you got it.  Twice!  Bye, kids!"  She waved them
out, then went back to concentrating on enjoying Terence.

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        "Hey, sleepyheads!  Wake up!"  Teela swatted Sally on the ass, then
started working her way into her corset.

        Lon opened one eye.  "Who could sleep with all of those noises you
make?  Rick, you need to get Teela a gag!"

        Rick grinned while stepping into his jeans, "Maybe.  So what's up
for you guys?"

        "Peace and quiet," Lon answered.  "You two hit the street so we can
prepare ourselves for more strenuous activity..."

        "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Teela sat to pull on her stockings.  "You two
probably burned each other out already!"

        "Sounded like YOU two set fire to the place!" Lon grunted.  "I plan
to enjoy the next pass, not go at it like I'm killing rats!"

        "Like you did last time?" Rick cackled.

        "Well, it got the job done," Lon replied, unperturbed, "Didn't it,
Babe?"

        "Sure did!" Sally opened her eyes and affirmed.

        Teela started struggling with a boot.  "So what was that all about,
anyway?"

        "Which part?" Sally asked carefully.

        "The -- I dunno -- you two came back into the bedroom, and Lon
started bossing you around.  He didn't seem to care..."  Teela shifted her
gaze to Lon.

        "Oh, I care all right -- it's just that we're doing things a little
different," Lon replied.

        "Telling her to suck Terence off?  That throat fuck?  Jeez, what's
next?" Teela asked.

        "It's all RIGHT, Teela!" Sally insisted firmly.  "Lon and I have
an... understanding."

        "Like he owns you?  Like he can just do anything he wants?" Teela
queried.

        Sally nodded.  "Just like that.  We're... trying out the submission
thing."

        "And whose idea was THAT?" Teela demanded.  "His?"

        "Mine, actually," Sally replied, unperturbed.

        "Sally," Teela pressed.  "I know you got off on those videos -- but
that's rough stuff!  You don't want that!"

        "We'll see," Sally shrugged.  "No one has to go to extremes."

        Teela looked troubled.  "They did.  I'm not sure you didn't, in
there..."

        "I'm... very happy with what went on in there," Sally replied
blandly.  "I thought it went very well..."

        "That big black guy ramming his dick down your throat?  That went
very well?" Teela demanded.

        "Yes.  That was only part of it, but that went well..."

        "You're whacked, you know that?"

        "Teela," Sally sighed.  "I don't expect you to understand -- and
then again I do.  You take advantage of that side of my personality all the
time!  In fact, you have a little bit of your own..."

        "I do NOT!" Teela huffed.  Sally merely looked at Rick.

        Rick got it.  It was the wrong time to discuss it, but Sally may
have just handed him a new tool...  "C'mon, Baby, it's been a long day.  You
guys can talk about this later.  It'll probably be better then, anyway."
Teela was accusing Lon of a lot of things -- and Sally was deflecting it,
not Lon -- but bad blood was coming...

        Teela opened her mouth to retort hotly, took a good look at Rick,
and shut it.  "Okay."  Shaking her head, she clutched her purse and walked
out.

        Rick lingered to shrug, but Sally told him, "Don't let her have her
head too much -- she doesn't know where she's going.  I've had to reel her
in a bunch of times..."

        Rick raised an eyebrow.  "You have recommendations?"

        "She knows what you are to her."

        Rick nodded, pensive, and strode out.  Lon cleared his throat.
"That's probably only the first person who won't understand."

        Sally sighed.  "She knows better -- she's just afraid."

        "Afraid?"

        "She gets off on rough stuff.  And she can be led.  She knows it.
But she may not want Rick to know it."

        "Why do YOU want Rick to know it?" Lon asked.

        "Because she'll fuck it up if he lets her.  She needs a leash.  And
he needs to be the one holding it.  And she knows it."  Sally assumed that
waiting expression.

        Lon picked it up.  "Suck me," he directed.  "Don't go nuts, though
-- you're just getting it nice and stiff so you can ride it."

        "Yes, Sweetheart."  Sally was smiling as she slid to a position
where she could place her mouth on her man's cock.

                       ----------------------------------

        "What kept you?" Teela rasped as Rick caught up with her on the
porch.

        "Sally wanted to give me advice."

        "You're not gonna treat ME like that!" she flared.  "I'm not your
slut!"

        "Oh?" Rick deliberately assumed an insolent expression, "Whose slut
are you, then?"

        "You..."  Teela took a roundhouse swipe at him, her temper having
boiled over.

        But Rick wasn't where the blow landed, as usual; Teela's hand
rebounded painfully off the siding.  And right after that, a shove in the
middle of her back brought the rest of her into contact with the side of the
house!  Pinning her with a hand in the middle of her back, Rick roared, "I
think maybe you'd better just settle down, Runt, and think about what you're
up to!"

        Surprise and a flash of fear soaked up her anger -- which was also
generated by fear -- leaving Teela with a sore hand, feeling foolish.  "Uh,
sorry!"

        Deliberately laying it on a bit thick, Rick grated, "You'd better
be!  If I'm not around to put up with your shit, who will be?"

        "I SAID I was sorry!" Teela whined, petulant.

        "Sorry isn't good enough!" Rick growled.  "One of these days, you're
gonna flash on me and I'm gonna get pissed off and you'll have one of two
choices -- swallow your pride or go hunting for a new boyfriend!  Won't THAT
be fun?"  After a pause, he menaced, "It'll cost you, too!"

        The one eye Teela could bring to bear got big.  "What do you mean?"

        "I mean when you come begging, it'll be VERY public and VERY
humiliating!" Rick replied, his voice quieter but still threatening as he
leaned in close.

        "Oh."  Teela's voice carried total acceptance.  'He can do it -- and
he knows it.  I would... do whatever...'  Rick was irreplaceable, as far as
Teela was concerned.  He was right; nobody else was going to put up with her
shit -- and CERTAINLY nobody else was going to be able to handle her the way
he did...

        "Okay, so, remembering what we've been doing just now, whose slut
are you?" Rick hissed.

        "Yours."  There WAS only one answer to that question...

        The hand went away instantly, freeing her.  Rick's expression
shifted and he said, totally unperturbed, "Now that that is settled, shall
we go?"  The previous thirty seconds had never happened, apparently.  Rick
held out his hand...

        Teela gingerly put hers in it and let him lead her to the car
meekly.  The previous thirty seconds HAD happened -- and she wondered what
scared her more -- what he said during that period, or the way he shifted
gears, afterward...  Was he some kind of psycho?  Seated next to him, she
eyed him sidelong as he pulled out into the street.  Rick noticed, grinned,
and ruffled her hair.  "Relax, Short Round, I just needed to remind you that
I don't hop the way other people do when your quills pop up..."

        "You were scary."

        "You needed a good jolt, don't you think?"

        Teela grimaced.  "Yeah, okay."

        "The Sally thing bothers you?"

        "Uh huh.  It's... embarrassing.  Besides, who says it's gonna work?
Going around debasing herself for him isn't necessarily going to make him
keep her -- in fact, he'll probably have no respect for her at all!  I can't
understand why she let him talk her into it..."

        Rick's eyes left the road and flicked to hers, "Who says it was his
idea?"

        "Well, surely..."

        "Who was busy defending it?" Rick pointed out.  "Lon didn't say a
word!"

        "Yeah, well, it was self-justification."

        "Look, Squirt, I know Lon REAL WELL, and I'm here to tell you that
HE didn't come up with this!" Rick insisted.  "If he had, he'd have been all
over it; instead, he didn't say a word -- he just looked embarrassed..."  He
sighed.  "That's why Sally stopped me -- to tell me that you were gonna
pretend that you didn't know better -- but you do, don't you?"

        There was a pregnant pause, then Teela puffed out a sigh.  "Yeah.
It's kinda scary -- how close are WE to that?"

        Rick shrugged, grinned.  "Want me to turn around and make poor Beth
give up Terence's dick so you can find out?"

        "God, no!"  the swat on his shoulder that accompanied the
exclamation was perfunctory, and Rick grinned through it, wondering where
the convention had arisen that a man couldn't raise his hand to a woman, but
a woman was allowed to deal out blows for what they considered to be bad
behavior...  Besides, his point was made; the look on her face said that
Teela was tasting Terence's cock in her imagination.

                       ----------------------------------

        Sally was settling slowly onto Lon's cock.  They'd shifted to the
floor and Lon was using a throw pillow for his head; Sally had one under
each knee.  This was all so thrillingly nasty to Sally; she was holding
Lon's rigid shaft, directing it into her opening -- actively giving herself
to him.  She pressed down and his glans popped through and started
stretching the walls of her tunnel.  She stopped twice to back up and spread
her lubrication over dry spots, but Lon was buried to the hilt in seconds.

        "Damn, that's nice!" Lon grunted, cupping a globular breast in each
hand.  "Okay, ride me!  Milk out a load!"  Sally flashed out a smile and
started posting -- no doubt she wanted him to be noisy and graphic about his
comments -- and maybe, if he felt like it, he would...

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