Chapter 8

Breakfast was being served out on the veranda. After Martin directed them there Clarissa noted that the perspective bride was still not present.

“Good morning dear,” William Parker said as the two girls stepped out of the house.

“Good morning, Daddy,” the redhead said. “I don’t think you’ve met Clarissa.”

“I actually saw her last night,” he said.

“Oh?” Clarissa said.

“You were walking out to the maze for a smoke,” he said. “I saw you from my den window.”

So it wasn’t him in the maze, Clarissa thought.

“You were in the maze last evening?” Zoe asked casually.

“I didn’t go very far into it,” Clarissa said. “A very private place it seemed to me.”

“Yes there are all sorts of private places in there,” the young man seated to Zoe’s right said.

“Clarissa, this is my brother Jerold.”

“Pleased to meet you,” she said taking the seat across from him. “Do you walk in the maze often under the moonlight?”

“Only with a pretty girl, if I can find one,” he answered.

“Where is Jason and what’s her name,” Jessica asked.

“Her name is Tiffany,” Jerold said.

“Tiffany,” Jessica repeated. “Where are they? I came all the way here to meet her and I haven’t yet.”

“No doubt they’re sleeping in,” Zoe said. “Young love, I suppose.”

“I’m surprised you approve,” Jessica said.

“She seems a very lovely girl,” her step-mother answered. “Though I’m still getting to know her, of course.”

“How long are you planning to stay?” Jessica’s father asked.

“Just through the weekend,” she answered.

“Does Clarissa have to get back to work?” her mother asked.

“No,” the blonde answered. “I’m at JMU. We’re on summer break.”

“A college student, Jessica,” her brother said. “Isn’t that a little young for you?”

“None of your business, bro,” the woman answered.

“Now children,” Zoe intervened. “Your brother’s fiancee is just out of college herself.”

“Yes. Very bold of him to have scarfed up one of his undergraduate students,” Jason said. “I doubt either the professor he was TA for, or the university would appreciate it.”

“Jason is working on his PhD in Literature,” Jessica said.

“So Tiffany is a student?”

“Graduated this year,” Zoe said. “I expect capping Jason has made the job search less urgent.”

“That’s pretty rich coming from you,” Jessica said.

“Now Jesse,” her father said.

“Sorry Daddy,” the woman apologized. Not to Zoe Clarissa noted.

“Don’t get me wrong, dear,” Zoe said. “I’ve had the girl checked out. She comes from some money. As far as my people can tell she’s not a gold digger. I just mean she’s no doubt spending her time wedding planning rather than job hunting.”

“Well I hope Miss Tiffany shows up soon,” Jessica said. “I really am dying to meet her.

After breakfast Jessica took Clarissa for a walk on the grounds. She got a better tour of the maze, and saw it did indeed have numerous private places within it’s bounds. Most likely the reason some Parker ancestor had created it, she thought.

“I can’t believe you grew up here,” the blonde said. “It’s so lovely.”

“This mausoleum? You can’t imagine how it was. My step-mother was on good behavior this morning. I don’t know what she’s up to.”

As they approached the house Jessica asked, “Would you like to go for a swim?”

“Sure,” she answered. “But I didn’t bring a suit.”

“Even better,” the woman said.

“I don’t want to give your dad a heart attack.”

“Oh poo. Well, we probably have some spare suits.”

When they got to the house Jessica went off to see one of the maids about having a light lunch sent down to the pool. Clarissa was headed back up to Jessica’s room to get prepared when she saw Zoe lurking in a side hall.

Stepping back, so as not to be observed she saws the woman slide a bookcase over and disappear.

Oh ho, the girl thought. A secret room. She waited for a good fifteen minutes and eventually the bookcase moved by itself and the woman came back into the hallway.

Clarissa slipped back downstairs and found Jessica looking for her.

“The house pool is under repair,” she said. “Something about a crack. It’s ever so old. We have another in the pool house. It’s a bit of a walk, but even better. Private. We can skip the suits.”

“I don’t know what if Jerold or Jason comes down? Or Tiffany?”

“They can be jealous of me,” she answered taking the girl be the hand.

The pair went down to the pool and frolicked naked for the next hour. Finally Clarissa said, “I’m going to get pruney if I stay on any longer. Besides I need a nap.”

Jessica pulled the girl to her and kissed her then said, “I want to swim a little longer. Why don’t you go back to my room, and I’ll be along in a little while?”

Clarissa made her way back to the main house. Curiosity got the better of her and she went to the hallway bookcase. Puttering around for at least ten minutes, expecting a servant or one of the Parkers to catch her, she finally discovered how to open it.

The room beyond shocked her. As the door opened the room was dark, but as soon as it slid close dim lighting came up. She saw at once why it was dim. Along two of its walls were large windows, which must be one way glass. They had to be, because beyond one was a stark room. There were several large devices there. A sawhorse like device with a saddle that Clarissa recognized as a Sybian. A rail like device of unknown use, though Clarissa expected it was sexual in nature.

But the most amazing thing was large and complicated device in which was strapped a thin and beautiful blond girl.

Tiffany? Clarissa postulated.

She was not alone. In with her were Zoe and Jerold and someone who could only be Jason, his twin brother. They were not wearing any clothing. Between the windows was a large console with multiple monitors. Several showed the sexual dungeon from different angles. Obviously this was being recorded.

Another monitor showed Jessica’s room, and Clarissa wondered if her friend knew about that. No doubt last night’s festivities had provided interesting video, if anyone checked it.

The trio in the dungeon seemed to be talking to the girl and Clarissa wondered if it was possible to hear. There were several books on a shelf next to the console. Hmmm, she thought.

The first said Reardon Video Systems. She found the index and it guided her to a shortcut page. The video system seemed to have a touch screen control and she quickly found the sound button.

“ ... I can’t believe you are doing this to me,” the bound girl was saying.

“You’re more than half way there,” Zoe answered. “You know how to stop it.”

“No,” the girl answered.

“Well then, we will continue.” She looked at the two young men. “Have you both watched her?”

“Yes mother,” one of them said.

“She’s quite the little slut, isn’t she?” Zoe reached out and started to finger the girl.

She was only a little wet, but Zoe noticed that change as her sons began to become hard.

“Come here Jerold,” she said. “Taste the little slut.”

Jerold knelt down between her legs and started lapping at her.

“No,” Tiffany said. “How can you do this to your own brother?”

Zoe stepped up to her other son and Tiffany’s eye’s open in shock as she kissed him passionately. She felt her own blood rise as Jerold’s talented tongue moved over her sex. His lips nibbled on her nether lips and his tongue penetrated her.

Zoe knelt down and her hand took hold of her son’s now hard cock.

“Do you think she is as good as me?” she asked.

“She’s very good,” he teased.

Zoe licked up one side of his prick and then down again. When she reached his balls she took one in her mouth and hummed around it.

“Oh fuck,” her son said.

“Your own mother,” Tiffany said. “I can’t believe your getting your cock sucked by your own mother.”

Jerold nipped at her clit and her legs pushed her pelvis off of the table.

“Aww shit!” she said.

His mother was sucking on his cock now and Jason watched his financee dancing under the tongue of his brother.

“He’s good, isn’t he dirty girl?”

Tiffany was silent until he fluttered his tongue over her clit. “Yessss!” she said.

“He’s had you before you know?”

The girl shook her head to clear it. “What?” she asked barely able to form the word.

“After graduation. He came up to visit, and he took my place. Don’t you remember he was suppose to be Wendy’s date? That was me.”

“But ... ahhh ... Wendy told me later ... fuck ... that your bother fucked her senseless ... ah there! There!”

“Fuck mother. I’m going to...”

Zoe stopped. “Time to trade.”

Jerold stood up from between Tiffany’s legs.

Clarissa was now playing with herself. Her fingers were sliding in and out of her cunt as she watched the family tabloid taking place in front of her.

Zoe took his place between the girl’s thighs. Jerold walked around to Tiffany’s head. She looked at him with loathing, but when his prick came within reach of her lips she opened her mouth to take him.

“That’s a good girl,” he said sliding into her.

Zoe was now lapping at her and Clarissa could see Jason behind his mother, his prick rubbing her ass.

“Oh yesss,” he said as it slid into her cunt. Then to his girlfriend. “I know he had you dirty girl. Wendy’s a sweet little cunt, but you’re much better. I haven’t heard Jerold praise a girl’s skill so highly since...” he hesitated looking at his mother’s ass. “For a very long time.”

“It’s true,” his brother said. “You should feel the way she’s sucking me off. God her tongue is so good. Ahh fuck.” He slid into her throat and her tongue licked at the root of his prick, slobbering over his balls. He pulled back not wanting the sensation to end to soon. Her tongue lapped at the bottom of his prick as she sucked on him.