章節 27: Louisiana Dole
The Smit Home - 9:00 am
Jason rang the Smit home doorbell and waited. The house was huge and very Mediterranean in its style. Sitting on three acres in a gated community in Federal Way, it definitely looked like the home of a successful lawyer.
It took several minutes for Shannon to finally come to the door. She looked beautiful! The warmth of her tanned olive skin and her long strawberry blonde hair contrasted dramatically with her cool glacier blue eyes, and her 'Sofia Loren' smile lit a fire in his heart that nearly overwhelmed him.
"Hey there Lover," Shannon purred sensually, "Here to feed my pussy more of your potent seed?!"
His willpower evaporated as he admired her gravid G-cup breasts bulging out of her sheer black lace bra, her unbelievably ripped six-pack abdomen and obliques and her incredibly wide hips and thick bubble butt barely covered by her ultra tight, ultra low-rise painted on blue jeans. Other than her bra and pants she didn't seem to be wearing anything else, no panties, no socks and no shoes.
"Holy fuck you're beautiful," He barked out of the blue.
She had a moment of consternation and then her cheeks blushed as she smiled even more radiantly than she had before.
"Come in Loverboy," She purred as she stepped out, took his hand, and pulled him into the house. When she had him inside past the threshold she closed the door and threw her arms around his neck.
"I have been waiting all week for this," She purred as she pressed her plump lips to his.
He didn't need any provocation to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her tight athletic body into his. The feel of her soft breasts pressing into his chest made him want to squeeze even tighter, but as their kiss lingered and grew more intense he slid his hands down and cupped her thick ass cheeks.
She pulled back and looked into his eyes, she was actually two inches taller than him, "I would jump into your arms but I am too big! I fear we would both wind up on the floor in a heap and probably hurt…"
"You're probably right," He mumbled as he pecked her lips with more kisses, "But don't ever think poorly of yourself because of your height or weight! Those are just numbers, and what society says is beautiful is harmful both psychologically and physically and sometimes just patently a lie. What matters is that you are natural and healthy!"
She smiled and nodded her head as if she knew everything he just said but didn't believe him. "Thank you, Jason."
"You're always welcome, Shannon," He purred and kissed her again.
She kissed him back and stepped back while taking his hand, with a tug she purred, "I know you love me, but the others want to see you too, and we have a family friend we want you to meet."
"Okay," He purred naughtily as he pulled her back around and wrapped his arms around her waist, "But I just want you to know that I could so spend the rest of the day wrapped in the covers of your bed with you! With you lips pressed against mine, your breath in my mouth, your breasts smashed against my chest, and me securely ensconced between you your thick muscular thighs!"
"Mmm, that sounds good," She purred as she rubbed the tip of her small turned up nose against his, "Maybe we should blow off the others and go hide in my bed!"
"Sounds good to me," He mumbled into her mouth as he kissed her again and again before he pulled back with a sigh, "But, Mildred called me and she will be pissed if we skip out on her."
She laughed, "Oh yeah."
Relaxing his embrace, she stepped back and led him through the house. There was a receiving room, a great room, a dining room, an open kitchen connected to the dining room, an office, a living room, and a den. This was where Mildred was with another woman. Jean was in college, and Dean and Julia were in high school, and Shannon was the only one graduated and still trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her life.
Mildred heard Shannon and him as they came into the room. When she saw him her face brightened into a happy smile and she stood and walked over to take his hand from Shannon, then she led him to sit on a couch between her and the new woman she had been talking to before they arrived.
"Jason, thank you for coming over," She purred diplomatically almost as if they weren't lovers, "Let me introduce you to Louisiana Lee-Dole…"
He held out his hand to Louisiana and she looked at his hand in disdain, as if he had shit on his hands. He couldn't help but look at his hand as Louisiana stood up and walked out into the center of the den and turned around to face him.
She snapped her fingers and pointed in front of her and said, "Come."
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at Mildred for guidance. Mildred smiled at him and raised an eyebrow to see how he would handle the woman. Louisiana's manner was arrogant and demanding, she obviously was used to getting what she wanted when she wanted it, and absolute obedience. Her manner immediately put his back up and he wanted to say, 'Hell No' just to be stubborn and rude in return, but he couldn't see any reasonable reason to object to her demand as rude as it was.
Standing up, He looked at Louisiana with mild disgust even though she was unbelievably beautiful. She was of average height for a Japanese woman, standing exactly five feet tall and looked to be a hundred and ten pounds. Her hair was long, bone straight, and glossy black. If he had to say she looked like an actress, he would say she looked like Lucy Liu. She was slim, yet pleasantly curvy in her black knee-length dress. It had a sultry V-neckline that showed the elegant curves of her ivory C-cup breasts. Her hooded eyes were as black as onyx and she had the longest thickest black eyelashes he had ever seen on an Asian woman. Her lips were her natural pink hue with a glossy glaze that made her mouth look enticing and deliciously edible. Her skin was ivory and had a smooth porcelain quality to it. Jason also noticed that she wore a pink skinny belt around her ribs just under her breasts. Her nails were painted pink to match her belt, except for her thumbs which were painted black at first glance, but as he came closer he realized they were a deep garnet color like dried blood. Lastly, her legs were clad in an attractive paisley patterned thigh-highs with a pin stripe down the backs of her legs that ended in her feet being shod in a pink Victorian styled wingtip high heel boot.
Standing in front of her, he looked down at her as non threateningly as he could, though he felt a growing animosity toward her and the way she smirked at him.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you Mrs. Dole," He said earnestly as he held out his hand again.
Louisiana looked down at his hand, her smirk never faltering, then back up at him and purred, "Kneel."
He was dumb struck! He had never met a woman like this before. Her level of arrogance and narcissism was beyond him, and yet curiosity of what would happen next if he did kneel before her and the fact that he couldn't think of any good reason not to oblige her beyond the fact that he was starting to detest the woman. Grim-faced and a fire in his aqua-green eyes be-speaking a slowly building fury scarcely kept in check, he knelt against every inclination in his being, down on one knee and looked up to the would be Queen.
Louisiana's smirk seemed to finally reach her eyes, and curled her lips just a hair more as she looked down on him.
"Good," She purred down at him, "Get used to this feeling Jason Galdren, because now you are my Bitch..."
"Excuse me," He growled and began to stand up.
(Whack!) The sound of Louisiana slapping him echoed off the walls as soon as he moved to stand!
His eyes went blurry as Louisiana reared back and slapped him across the face, as she shrieked, "Bitch! I did not give you permission to stand! I am the Master in this relationship, and you are my BITCH! This is what you get for your slut bitch wife fucking my husband and letting him dominate her! No BITCH fucks my husband! And, my husband is not allowed to dominate any Bitch without my express permission! So YOU! You will take her punishment for her and him!"
"You can kiss me. You can seduce me. You can make love to me. You can have straight up carnel sex with me," He growled as he rubbed his cheek, "You can ask me to massage you…wash you...eat you out…tickle you…spank you…I will even beat you…or tie you up until you can barely breathe. I can make your body sing and your voice shriek until you're hoarse from all your orgasms, but if you 'Ever!' hit me again…"
(Whack!) He felt the world rock on its side as Louisiana reared back with her other hand and slapped him so hard he had to put his hand to the carpet to keep from toppling over.
"I am the Master," She purred evilly, "And you, are my Bitch, and you do not…"
Louisiana didn't know what happened, one second she was towering over Jason Galdren, and the next second the wind was knocked out of her lungs as he surged upward grabbing her neck with one hand, lifting her feet off the floor and slammed her body down. His hand tightened on her throat as she tried to wiggle out from under him, but he was on top of her, his left hand holding her right hand to the floor as he nearly crushed it, he was straddling her right thigh with his knee pressing painfully into her pussy, and his left hand was crushing her throat!
That left only her left arm, and left leg mobile as she clawed at his bicep and forearm feebly. She dug in her nails but nothing she did loosened his grip on her throat. She tried to kick her leg up, but all that did was raise her dress up to her hips, and she couldn't get her leg under his arm and between his body and hers anyway!
"I tried to tell you, Bitch! Do…not…ever…hit…me…again! Or, I will choke the fucking life out of your scrawny little neck and bury you in a ravine somewhere were no one will ever find you," He growled in a murderous hiss.
Looking down, he noticed for the first time that Louisiana's dress had ridden up to her hips, and her completely hairless pussy was showing and rubbing her wet nectar all over his pants. Just above her pussy-lips sitting proudly on her pubic mound was a triangular thatch of soft black pubic hair that had not been removed, but allowed it to grow until it was two inches long. He tightened his grip on her throat until she couldn't breathe, her eyes were watering and her mouth was open in what he had come to recognize from most of the women he was fucking as their orgasm face, except that her lips were purple. Her back arched and he moved his knee in and ground it into her pussy as her free leg began to twitch, and then with the last of her air she sighed as clear nectar gushed out of her pussy and soaked his pants leg as she orgasmed and asphyxiated! As she orgasmed, he released her throat and she gasped for air...
"You get off on this shit," He hissed in disgust, "Pissing me off to the point where I am ready to choke the life out of you! You are a freak! Get away from me, and stay away from me!"
Standing up, he stepped back from Louisiana and looked at Mildred disgusted with her as well. Mildred was standing up as if she were about to intervene before he killed Louisiana, and Shannon was pale, her face a mix of fear for her safety or maybe a little fear for him. Mildred herself looked at him stonily, though it seemed he could see a softness in the pout of her lips. She didn't know what to do exactly. Should she chastise him, but at the same time not wanting to. It was apparent by the infuriated glare she directed at Louisiana that she felt the woman had gotten everything she deserved, and yet the woman was her guest so she must do something!
It was something he saw but didn't register in the heat of his own outrage...
"You," He growled menacingly, and took a step toward Mildred as she took a step back in momentary fear, "You invited me here to meet this… this…sadomasochistic Bitch! I am leaving! Shannon, you're free to come with me… I will bring you home later… if you want to come back to this… freak show!"
Looking wide eyed and not sure what to do, Shannon stood up and walked over and took his hand. Smiling down at her, he pulled her in for a quick kiss in front of her mother and Louisiana before he turned to lead her back the way they had come.
"NO! Wait! Jason," Mildred yelled at his back as he walked down the hallway, "I will tell everyone everything! I will destroy your family! I will have Charlene fired!"
"Go ahead and do that," He growled over his shoulder, "And, I will tell Donald that you have been fucking me for the past two months. I will also tell him you sent your daughters to fuck me as well! Let's see how Donald reacts to that? Let's see if you aren't on the side of the street right beside me and my family shortly after screwing us? I promise you this right now Milly, this is how it is going to work from now on! You screw me and I sure as hell will screw you back!"
There was a deafening silence from Mildred and a wheezing cough from Louisiana, and the deafening sound of the clip clop of his shoes on tile echoing down the hallway as he marched to the front door.
"Wait Jason," Mildred pleaded as she ran to catch up, pushing past him, and turning to hold out her arms as if to blockade him, "Please wait! I-I'm sorry! I will never threaten you again! I promise!"
He stopped, and looked at Mildred doubtfully.
"I know this is a lot to ask," Mildred begged, "But please, will you come back and try to meet Louisiana one more time. I need you to do this, for me personally, I promise I didn't set you up. I had no idea she was going to behave the way she did, but she is one of the 'Triumvirate' and I need you to get along with her. I need you to fuck her, or beat her, or fucking nearly kill her…whatever gets her off!"
"Triumvirate", He asked.
"Yes, I know it's hokey," Mildred said her voice tinted with wry amusement, "It's what we call ourselves, the wives of our partnered husbands who are fucking your wife…"
"Allegedly fucking my wife," He corrected.
Mildred pursed her mouth and looked at him as if he were dense or stupid, unwilling to accept facts plainly in evidence, then smiled diplomatically and purred, "Okay, allegedly fucking your wife! Anyway, we called ourselves the 'Triumvirate' because we have for years mistakenly thought we were the motivation, the driving force behind our husbands success...it made us feel...important. It made us feel like our life long support was actually worth a fucking damn! It's a stark contrast to the facts! That we mean nothing, less than nothing, to them! We are little more than possessions they own! Fucking trophies, badges to be pinned to their lapels, feathers in their metaphorical hats! Their is no telling how many other women they fucked or are fucking, but finally we know and you know they are fucking your wife and for once you as well as us have the chance to balance the scales of their infidelity just a little!"
"I see," He mumbled feeling sorry for Mildred and Louisiana.
"Please," Mildred begged again as she walked up and put her hand on his chest, "Will you please come back and try again with Louisiana…for me…I promise I will make it up to you!"
He nodded and let Mildred take his hand and lead him back to the den.
Louisiana was on her knees when they returned. His mouth dropped open at seeing her. She was completely naked except for a garter belt clipped to her thigh-highs and her pink Victorian high heel wingtip boots. Her head was down and she held out her hands, palms up, in her right hand was a spiked leather collar sized to fit tightly around her neck while in her left hand was a leash! On the floor in front of her knees was an array of devices for punishment, from nipple pinchers to clitoris and labia pinchers. There was a whip, a taser, a paddle, a dildo, anal beads, and several other devices he had no idea what they were. To her left was a harness made to go around her chest and tighten down squeezing her breasts until they looked like they would pop and reduce her ability to breathe freely. There were cuffs for her ankles, and wrists, and a second harness that would squeeze her abdomen until she couldn't breathe or eat, and bind her hips and thighs so that she could be completely shackled in any position.
"Master," Louisiana purred rapturously as soon as she saw and heard feet come back into the room.
"Fuck," He hollered in consternation, "Where the fuck did all of this come from? And, where the fuck are your clothes?"
"Master," Louisiana yelped breathlessly as if she had just been struck with her whip, "I carry all my tools of domination in a bag..."
Pointing with one finger toward the corner of the room she continued, "It's over there! These are for this slave, for when she finally found a man who would dominate her appropriately, and punish her severely for being the bad woman she is! So, please Master, take this collar from your Slave and take ownership of this lousy, good for nothing, ugly Bitch and punish her until your heart's content!"
"You're a freak," He denounced as he shook his head.
"Yes Master," Louisiana purred zealously, "Please punish me for being a freak!"
As she finished she bent completely double, with her ass on her heels and her head kissing her knees as she stretched out her arms across the floor offering him the leash and collar.
He looked first to Mildred and then to Shannon, in a silent request for guidance.
Mildred finally spoke up as she let go of his hand and pushed him toward Louisiana, "She wants you to do this Jason. She wants you to take that collar and leash, I am willing to bet it has more meaning to her than that marriage ring on her finger. She wants you to take her as your own personal sex slave. You will be her owner… completely… She will do anything you command her, even fucking strangers, she will even divorce her husband... if you command her too. That is what she is offering you."
"Shannon, let go of his hand dear," Mildred asked motioning for her to let go of him.
Shannon obeyed her mother and Jason moved forward toward Louisiana. Everything felt surreal, his movements robotic as he knelt down and took the collar and chain from Louisiana's hands. She didn't move at all after he took the collar and leash which left him wondering what he should do next.
"Put it on her," Mildred hissed, "You must take ownership… responsibility for subduing her. She would have dominated you like she does her husband if you had submitted. She would have fought you every minute of every day for domination if you had only rebelled. But, instead in one act of pure rage you subdued her, taking her to the very edge of death, and you made her orgasm while doing it! Now, you must take responsibility, she will never be happy unless she is severely dominated by her Master, You, from now on!"
"Fine," He growled, "I get it. I have somehow stumbled into this woman's ultimate kink. The seductive dominatrix whose ultimate fantasy is to find a man strong enough to not put up with her bullshit, and courageous enough to beat the shit out of her when she needs it. Happy fucking day to me!"
Leaning over Louisiana, he moved her glossy black hair so it fell over her shoulders and he could see the soft ivory skin of the back of her neck. The collar was two inches wide and custom made to fit very snuggly around her neck after he buckled it.
"You pissed on my leg," He growled in disgust, "If you are going to act like a dog then I will treat you like a dog! Go over to the corner by your bag and lay in the corner until I figure out what I want to do to you!"
"Yes, Master."
Louisiana didn't look up; she didn't even try to stand up, instead she crawled over to the corner and laid out on the floor like a dog.
Looking down at the harnesses, dildo, paddle and cuffs, he shook his head and grabbing it all up, took it over to Louisiana and dropped it in front of her before growling, "Put this shit up, when I use this on you it will not be in the middle of someone else's den!"
Louisiana looked up this time her black eyes bright with anticipation, her mouth a beautiful pink smile, "Yes Master!"
She hurried to put everything away as he watched and shook his head. How she had gotten all that shit out and arranged it on the floor and undressed was beyond him!
"Mildred," He called as he turned and left Louisiana on the floor in the corner, "You said you had some things you wanted to discuss with me when you called."
"Yeah," Mildred him-hawed nervously, now that what she wanted to announce was upon her, "Do you mind coming back to my room where we can speak in private?"
"Sure," He answered agreeably, "You know I never mind cumming with you anywhere!"
Mildred smiled back at him naughtily over the pun, while Shannon chortled, "Ain't that the fucking truth!"
All three of them forgot Louisiana as they marched into Mildred's bedroom. Mildred sat on her bed and patted beside her indicating she wanted Jason to sit next to her. When he sat, Shannon scooted in on his other side and took his hand.
All this cuddly insecurity was beginning to make him nervous and excited.
"So Jason," Mildred began nervously as she looked at his fingers intertwined with hers, "I've heard that your daughter is pregnant. Are you the father?"
This was not where he had thought the conversation was going, thinking quickly his first inclination was to deny the question. Then having a burst of clarity over Mildred's relationship with her daughters and son, he decided to admit the truth, "Yes…Yes, she is pregnant with my child. What of it? You are fucking your son and your daughters and they are all fucking each other…and you."
"Mmm-hmm, I know," Mildred said passively, "I'm not judging. The reason I ask is because Donald let it slip last night that Charlene is pregnant too."
"Really," He said not knowing whether to feel insulted or not, "I just found out this morning…Charlene hinted at being pregnant just before she left. How is it that Donald knows Charlene is pregnant?"
"Well, you know what I think, whether you believe me or not," Mildred answered in a husky irritated voice, "I think Donald knows because he got you wife pregnant! But, when I asked him the same question he said, "It's because he was there when Charlene was going to get a day after pill in Florida, while Heather was getting a check up, and they gave her a pregnancy test before they would administer a day after pill, and that's when they told her she was pregnant." Apparently Heather had some bleeding and was scared that she miscarried."
"Fuck," He hissed in anger as he slapped his thigh, "They never told me a thing!"
"I'm sure Heather just didn't want to worry you," Shannon purred consolingly.
"As for Charlene, I can only guess why she kept her pregnancy a secret," Mildred sighed.
He shook his head not understanding his wife or her motives anymore. He felt like he didn't know her at all anymore, "I don't know why she would keep this from me."
"So, umm, how do you feel about Charlene and Heather being pregnant," Shannon asked none too subtly.
He looked at Shannon sharply, then at Mildred before he smiled and answered, "I'm ecstatic! I always wanted to have more children…"
"That's good," Mildred purred, "Because I'm pregnant…"
"Me too," Shannon added.
He smiled and leaned over and hugged and kissed Mildred, then he repeated his embrace with Shannon.
"I am sure you understand that our child will be raised as a Smit," Mildred said, "I have no intention of divorcing Donald, and I don't want you to leave Charlene. I like our arrangement as it is. If Donald is going to fuck Charlene, then I want you to fuck me. If Donald is going to impregnate your wife, then I want you to impregnate me too! Jean, Shannon, and Julia are a different story though…"
"I understand," He agreed, "You may think I'm naïve for trusting my wife to not be fucking your husband or the other partners, but I have to! I have to hope and trust that she is being faithful to me! And yes, I know it was pretty clear that Charlene hooked up with Donald on Spring Break, but then, so did you and I, so I feel obligated to let it slide. As for you two being pregnant, I am so happy I can't even express how happy I am!"
"Oh it's not just us," Mildred laughed in relief, "You got Jean and Julia pregnant too."
"Seriously," He gasped
"Seriously, " Shannon laughed, "There are going to be four little Jason's or Jasonette's running around this house in a few months!"
"Well actually, I am going to set Jean and Shannon up in a house of their own," Mildred interrupted Shannon correcting her, "This is all way too conspicuous to keep secret or explain to Donald, so they will need to move out."
"That seems harsh," He mumbled.
"Not that harsh," Mildred answered matter-of-factly, "They're all trust fund babies. I will help them get everything set up where their mortgage and utilities are auto-paid by the trust and then all they need to do is shop for their clothes and groceries."
"What about Julia," He asked.
"She will join her sisters when she graduates in four years," Mildred answered, "I know Jean and Shannon are quite taken with you. Either one would marry you if you were free but seeing as they can't, it is their choice whether they continue their relationship with you and if they want more children by you."
"Oooh, I will answer for me," Shannon purred and hugged his arm, squeezing her massive G-cup breasts into him, "I want to be your Lover, and I will happily have a few more babies if you want me to!"
"Well," Mildred sighed resignedly, "It looks like you have a real life concubine now and a growing harem, while I am afraid my little incest family is breaking up!"
"What! No," Shannon answered dramatically, "Now it will be easier because you and Dean and Julia will be able to come to our house and we won't need to worry about being discovered by dad!"
"Yeah," He exhaled, then thought of something and asked, "So how do you know you're pregnant by me and not Dean?"
"Ohhhhhhh," Mildred laughed, "I guess that is a good question and a plausible concern. The answer is, we don't…not for sure anyway, but Dean had mumps a few years ago. A really bad case of it in fact, and we are pretty sure he is sterile since he has been fucking us all for two years with no contraceptives' and we never got pregnant…not even late on our cycles."
"Which is why you got all four of us pregnant," Shannon interrupted, "Because we never use condoms and none of us are on the pill, and we didn't even think about the fact that we were fucking a potent man capable of impregnating us!"
"Well, I did," Mildred confessed, "I just didn't care! And, I figured the girls had thought of it as well and taken precautions…"
"Wow," He sighed, "Between this and Louisiana, this has been a lot to absorb today."
"I bet," Mildred laughed, then stood up as she gasped, realizing they had forgotten Louisiana, "We better go out and check on Loulee!"
"No! Let her wait," He countered before reaching out and grabbing Mildred's petite 32 inch hips and pulled her back to the bed, "I have a better idea of what we could be doing for the next few hours!"
"Mmm, really," Mildred purred sensually as Shannon stood up shucked off her pants and bra before moving behind her mother and unzipping the back of her dress!
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