Chapter 14: A Day of Reckoning

Mel woke, relishing the feel of long black hair under his arm, smiling at the presence of Tracy at his side. He could smell her, and pulled her sleeping form in to kiss her cheek, breathing deep the woman who brought him so much joy. Mel also felt anxious, wishing to return to a sleepy nothingness, to not face the day or the moment he knew had to arrive. Still, even with his own ground zero looming before him, he gave in to the impulse to pull Tracy closer, to reach down and grasp each of her bare butt cheeks in his hands and squeeze and massage, causing Tracy to wake and in a single moan inform him of her displeasure. No, no hard sexual conquest this morning, no clouds and rain sweeping through the bedroom. Just love, simple touches and light kisses, his tongue and fingers probing and feeling out the beautiful form that lay within his arms.

Mel worked his way down Tracy’s body, trying to set to memory all parts of her, all the ways in which he could sense her body, her sounds and tastes, her scent and feel, doing once more what he must have done a hundred times before. Mel always found something to revel in, to immerse himself within, and this morning he went low, to tongue and suck in on Tracy’s most perfect breasts. White, though with a slight pink glow, her areolas and even her nipples barely a shade darker. As Mel sucked in on one, breathing in the scent of Tracy’s naked form, he could feel the nipple harden, lengthen, react to his oral loving touch. He smiled, knowing the needs of the woman in his arms, thinking of going lower, to suck in on her other lips, awaken in Tracy other urges he knew could never be fully assuaged.

Mel began going down, his tongue tracing a line down the lower edge of Tracy’s breast, her hands awake and ruffling his hair as though leading him down to her hidden recesses. And then came the knock, a loud knock, reverberating through the house. “Shit. Who could that be?” murmured Tracy, not really caring for an answer. “Couldn’t be my mom; too loud.”

Mel knew and he growled. Nick had all morning to drop by, Mel telling him to take his time, show up late, maybe toward lunch. But Nick liked making an entrance, seeming to enjoy walking in unannounced and taking over a room he had no right to be in. For this occasion, Mel was at fault, actually inviting Nick over, requesting his presence, Mel chagrined at his own cowardice before the love that was Tracy.

The two had met a week before, Mel requesting Nick drop by the house at a time when he knew Tracy would be at work and then probably on to Tina’s. Nick was mellow, a bit patronizing, open to whatever secrets Mel seemed so at pains to discuss in private. That uncaring ease changed as Mel began to discuss his months-long attempt to get behind Tracy’s ongoing relationship with Tina, at the many videos Tina posted on Tracy’s and Nick’s and others’ private sites, and the discovery of the porn-for-pay site that lay at the center. Nick went from amused to turned-on to almost as outraged as Mel. As with Mel, Nick thought the many lengthy porn pieces with Tracy at the center were boner-inducing and yet perhaps none of their business. What made Nick swear loudly was the When Kittens Go Wild section, particularly the three long videos that obviously came from the week-end assault that Tracy was only just coming to grips with.

“That’s not Tracy. No fucking way Tracy was willing to allow that shit to be done to her and then videoed and up for any asshole in the world to look at. I mean, she’s walking around, like she’s awake and all, but when you get a close up of her face, her eyes, like when the dog’s going at it, she’s off in another world. Look at her eyes, all glazed, and not doing a thing other than just lying there.” Nick took his time going through the many types of videos available on the site, pointing out the differences between them, trying to understand how the many pornographic scenes had even come into existence.

In most videos, such as in parts of Tina’s house, Tracy was both aware of the camera and playing up to an audience, happy to show how active she was in the sexual act. Even just walking around the house in her panties, or masturbating to the camera, she played it up, probably thinking Tina would be the only one to watch the video via her private site. In the rape videos, and in a few of the others at Tina’s house and a few in other unknown places like the bar scenes, Tracy did seem out of it, laughing uncontrollably or drunk or limp and willing to do whatever she was told to do.

Mel attempted a counter, pointing out that Tracy had admitted to being OK with strangers viewing her doing things on video, as long as they remained strangers and never seen. Was it possible that Tracy would be OK with certain of these intense sexual scenes being provided for strange men to watch for money? Nick couldn’t buy it. “No, not Tracy. This shit is too graphic, too demeaning. And we can’t forget the shit Sid did to her. That’s the key. Seeing these videos, watching herself get banged on during that weekend at Sid’s would tear her up, and no way she’d be fine with it being available for a fee. She may be a nympho, an addict, but she’d never prostitute herself.”

“And let’s not forget that Tina and her husband must have had a big part to play in putting this stuff up on the web,” Mel pointed out. “Except for some of the stuff at Sid’s or at your place, maybe the stuff with Tim and a couple of other guys going at her in the bar, Tina seems to be either in front of the camera or behind it, giving direction to Tracy. You say Tina is in charge of your private video sites. I’m betting she oversees all of the stuff being edited and loaded up into the porn site as well.”

As the two men tried to mentally organize and make sense of the many videos in that one small part of the pay-for-porn site, Nick tried to make the occasional joke, wondering how much Tina made from all of the uploaded videos, what Tracy’s commission might be, and if she got paid by the minute or by the orgasm. After their eyes grew bleary and burned from overdosing on the sexual stimulus, they retreated to Mel’s back room, each with two fingers of bourbon and no answer but one. “Tracy’s been jacked up and used by Tina,” Nick said into his glass, his hand shaking with obvious rage, “and it’s gotta stop. This isn’t right.” Mel was happy to hear Nick say it, openly and on his own and without Mel having to fight to convince. “Absolutely,” replied Mel. “Maybe some stuff Tracy was OK with, would have found fun to post for public view, but not most of it, and certainly not what you pulled on her at your place, and no way any of that shit at Sid’s. So what now? Who do we confront? Tracy or Tina? Both at the same time? Either way, Tracy’s going to be hurt, traumatized all over again.”

The two friends talked it over and as men will do when faced with a difficult and uncomfortable decision, they postponed the inevitable and went in search of additional information. Nick argued that Tim may know something, particularly since he was in a few of the videos that showed Tracy on the receiving end of all his cock had to offer. Mel was uncertain, worried that Tim might be in on the entire thing, but Nick argued back. “No, Tracy is too much like a little sister to Tim. Seriously, I think he digs on the incestuous potential of it all. No way he’d intentionally hurt Tracy. He was as torn up about what happened at Sid’s as anybody. Just in case, I want to see if he knows any more than us.”

Nick made the call and set up a time for them to visit Tim at his condo. They filled Tim in on the basics, demanded a deep vow of secrecy, and finally opened up and started walking Tim through the porn site. Nick was able to show Tim a handful of videos in which Tim and a couple of other men played starring roles. This alone made Tim’s jaw drop, Tim swearing he had no idea how some of them made it online, thinking they were only for use on his private page. Then they went to the most disturbing videos, the many that showed him with Tracy being gang banged in the back of a bar, and then the videos of Tracy at Sid’s. These left Tim speechless and sweating. Just watching Tim’s reaction to Tracy’s assault at the hands of Sid and friends helped ease Mel’s fears, Tim obviously troubled by what his intimate friend was having to suffer through.

“Yeah, that’s all Tina’s doing. Almost everything on my personal page is with Tina or her husband behind the camera,” insisted Tim. “No way did she ever tell me about some porn site she was hawking me and my friends on.” Tim turned to Mel and Nick and stated in a hard and clear tone, “And I’m embarrassed beyond words that you two bozos have such total access to so much of my private life. I’m cool with never saying a thing about what Tracy is doing here, but I expect the same from you. This is my private life and of no business of yours or anybody else’s.”

Tim turned back to the computer screen and watched bits of other videos that included Tracy. “This is such total bullshit. And Tracy. I’m shocked Tina would do this to Tracy, and no way Tracy would ever show this to someone else. I mean, the little lady is wild and crazy, has as hungry a pussy as I’ve ever come across, but no way would she want it posted online. Not for money, not on a porn site.” The three men commiserated and quietly discussed what it meant, how to confront Tina, and most of all how to break the existence of the site to Tracy.

Mel started talking to Tim about his history with Tina, of how the two had met and become so close, when Nick called them over to watch yet another video. “Mel, check this out. Just uploaded yesterday into that Kitten Goes Wild section. Check out the title: Kitten Does Doggie. It’s new.” Nick waited, silent, but with a nod from Mel he clicked and the video began. It was from a single point of view lens, perhaps ten feet away from where Tina and Tracy were kneeling next to a large German Shepard. Knowing Mel had never been inside Tina’s house, Nick murmured out loud “This is in Tina’s sun room, in the back.” Tim just nodded, all three men focusing their attention on the action happening on the screen.

Tracy was kneeling on one side of the large standing dog, Tina on the other, both obvious in their attempt to give a hand job to the dark phallus-shaped object sticking out under the dog’s stomach. Tina then moved to sit in a chair, splaying her legs wide, her crotch open as she urged Tracy to guide the dog’s muzzle in to her area of desire. The audio was light but audible, Tracy saying little but Tina directing her on how to hold the dog and how to use her hands to rub him off. When the large dog showed only minimal interest in licking Tina’s open crotch, she sat up and directed Tracy to try giving the canine some service with her mouth. This went on for a minute, but the dog began bucking and moving sideways and otherwise proved less cooperative than your average man. So, back to the hand-job, and after only a few more minutes of messy work the women and to a good extent the dog were rewarded with a slow but ongoing flow of the dog’s cum.

Tina again directed Tracy to try sucking on the dog’s boner and swallowing what she could, holding the dog steady with one hand and holding Tracy down with her other. The three men were spellbound as they watched Tracy with one arm over the back of the dog, another hand down to hold his boner still as she did her best to lick his boner and swallow down his ongoing flow of doggie jism. After a few minutes of Tracy swallowing and at times gagging on the dog’s cum, Tina then sat back in her chair and told Tracy to come over and lick her, telling her “kitten” to rub the dog’s cum through her pussy and then lick her clean.

The dog now forgotten, Tina enjoyed Tracy’s oral ministrations for a long number of minutes, locking her in with legs around Tracy’s back and finally kicking out, screaming out her climax to all the room and at least a couple of next door neighbors. That should have been it, but the video continued with Tina strapping on a dildo and pushing Tracy up into the chair while impaling her from behind. The woman on woman fuck went on for a good five minutes before Tina squeezed a gusher of liquid into Tracy’s depths just as Tracy screamed out a climax of her own. OK, that should have been the end of a video that had all three men leaking into their pants, but then Tina led the very willing dog up behind Tracy and arranged for the obviously very randy canine to mount and begin pounding into Tracy’s pussy. And that’s when the video cut out, promising more in a couple of days.