Episode 336: MaleStrom

You guessed it! Club MaleStrom, the happiest house in Nashville! Well, the horniest at least. Anything goes in Watchtower territory. Owned and abused to the limits of billionaire imaginations. Who required codes when you simply hindered the government’s ability to say no. Ingenious hackers from all over the globe were pulled together in an almost airtight system of blackmail. Full proof? Is anything? Close enough!

“This place reminds me of a concert venue.”

“Half a football field. I couldn’t even guess the capacity this place might handle.” Sure, he could! Driver Troy Valance smirked while admiring his passenger’s amazing legs. His date for the night Diana Ramshaw was simply giddy to go out on her first date ever since being married. An Army brat, her father a Four-star General, her husband Major Troy Ramshaw both family members stationed in Langley, Virginia had no idea of her decision. Diana relocated to Nashville to help care for her sister Margaret Becker-Manley. Now that Margaret’s husband Carl had hired a live-in caregiver Diana was free to return home.

Things evolving here in Nashville sidestepped her desire to go back to Virginia. Her two sons were in military school, her hubby was always away from home be it career or his personal sex slaves on the side. She knew of one but not the other until recently. Finding her handsome hubby into men as much as women disturbed her. That knowledge alone sponsored this if he can play, I can play attitude. If he disagreed, he could take it up with the General. Wifey put her foot down, well, until they inevitably went behind her head. God, she hoped that might happen. Even at 37 she was pretty limber. Gymnastics growing up and a fondness for fitness maintained an exquisite build.

“I’m so glad we didn’t let the rain stop us from going out. I need some excitement in my life.”

“Are you sure? It’s not too late to turn back. The valet isn’t driving off in my car yet. I know you love your own Troy; my intervention is purely a good time.”

“The kiss clenched it, Troy. I want to spend what precious time I have left in Nashville with you. You’re a busy man but whatever time we share I will take. I need to feel alive again.”

“Says the woman in a trench coat wearing a body harness beneath it.”

“I do have a dress in your backseat should I need it. You wanted me to push my limits tonight. Abandoning my dress on the way here was exhilarating. I’m doing this for you as much as myself.”

“I believe in you, Diana. Which is why I have a present for you.”

“Present? You didn’t have to buy me anything.”

“I had it delivered earlier. It’s simple but I know you will look stunning in it.” He pulled into the line of regular cars and trucks ready for a valet to assume temporary ownership of them.

“Look at all of the stretch limos. This place has to be popular to demand a fleet of limos.”

“Nashville under the radar. Our line will take a bit do you want the present now or when we’re inside.” Hearing inside she flared her eyes. Mere minutes ago, Troy had his fingers up inside her cunt in traffic. Raining outside, raining inside! She loved his approach at giving her an orgasm in motion. This was after the dress removal and before the coat’s return.

“Now!” She unhooked her seatbelt, and they tolerated the constant ping of the car’s warning. Turning like a schoolgirl in her seat to face him she batted her lashes. “What did you buy me?”

“Jewelry.” That had her eyes refusing to blink. “Don’t worry I’m not removing your wedding ring and replacing it.”

“Too late! I took it off at home just so I felt free tonight. If I had worn it my nerves would be shot. I’ve never once been unfaithful. Tonight, will be my first time.”

“Then you need to open your mind.” He removed a sizeable click case like that of a wristwatch from his console between seats. A ribbon tied around it he handed it over. “Open mind, open gift, then open in other ways.” His wink had her sharing a dazzling sparkle in her eyes. Claiming it she untied the ribbon while he pulled forward as the line proceeded slowly. With a deep breath she opened it slightly and found a blue glow coming from within.

“What in the world? Where is the light coming from?”

“Don’t go blind.” He chuckled enticing her to lift the lid all of the way open.

“Is this what I think it is? You expect me to wear it in the club?”

“Notice the engraving on the platinum.”

“Property of MaleStrom.” She read it once removed from its hollow bedding. “I belong to MaleStrom suddenly? Rather Neanderthal of them to CLUB me over the head and take me to the mancave.” Her banter would have made Piper Cherry proud.

“Considering my middle name is Nathaniel and you bringing up Neanderthal there is a slight comparison I suppose.” Steering led them up two more spaces. Three to go before valet would claim the keys. She admired it with intimidated eyes, the light of its fresh batteries was indeed blinding. Turning it toward the windshield to avoid the glare sent out a beacon to the valets ahead. A young man in his 20’s spotting it chose to sprint three cars back and approach Troy. Standing under a huge shelter against the rain kept them dry. She did not even have time to hide it as Troy rolled his window down.

“Good evening, Sir. Welcome to MaleStrom. I noticed your SOS call.”

“Was that what she was doing?” Troy busted up, Diana blushing heavily. Looking at the man’s nametag Troy continued verbally. “Chad? Do you mind being of service and going around to my date’s side and assisting in putting that butt plug in. Big tip for both of you if you do.”

“It would be my honor, Sir. Ma’am!” Chad Wisker scurried around the front bumper. Before he could open her door however the procession moved forward to the destination zone. Chad walked along with the vehicle until he could open her door. Once open Diana froze until Troy made his exit from the car. Pausing traffic behind him Troy made it to Diana and lured her out of the vehicle. Once standing he checked her coat by removing it. Beneath she was totally nude outside of her strapped body harness. Beet red she simply let Troy guide her to the car trunk and bend her over it.

“Just relax!” She had no choice. Showing off her bare bottom to the car behind them made up for the stall in arrivals. Grabbing Diana by the base of her skull he pressed her left profile into the wet metal. “Take her from behind, Chad.” The boy grinned at his luck then eased her leather strap from between her ass cheeks and spit on the platinum plug for his own enjoyment. With careful precision he penetrated her extremely tight anus until the spotlight blinded the car behind him. “Thank him for his saliva, Di.”

“Shit! Thank you, Chad.”

“My pleasure, Ma’am! Enjoy your night.”

“Oh, she will!” He slapped her on the ass and yanked her up from the trunk and kissed her. She was squealing between the chill in the night air and his warm kiss. Plucking her up over his shoulder he carried her up onto the curb. “Hundred bucks in my cup holder Chad. Drive her with care.”

“You too, Sir. Thank you.”

“Driving her hard.” He told Diana in her shock. All she saw was taillights from the rear. In Troy’s case headlight from the tail. Not one person laughed but the applause was breathtaking.

“What did I get myself into?” Good question, Mrs. Ramshaw!

“That’s it ladies! Share the wealth.”

Harrison Banfield might have found his new calling in life. Kept in the dark by his wife’s family and their Watchtower involvement he had finally stepped into the light. Just as someone’s butt plug lantern blinded him as he peered out his limousines rear window. Finding Diana Ramshaw’s ass to his approval he chuckled at Troy Valance carrying her through the back door to Club MaleStrom. Such an interesting place his marriage to Madison Banfield managed to keep from him. She and her sister Stacy were the ultimate manipulators.

Yes, it disturbed him what they were getting away with along with their parents, God knows how many others. Playing along with the aid of Pindrop Fred, one of Watchtower’s hackers had him worried. His daughters Brooke and Paisley were growing attached to the man. Their knowing now of just how bad their mother was stressed him even more. One slip on any of their parts and the world would come crashing down.

Harry’s father-in-law Barker Raynes coming in next weekend was intimidating as hell. If he could bluff Big Daddy and maintain that hand to which he was dealt, he might just steal their thunder and arrange a full-scale investigation into Nashville’s seedy side. The blackmail schemes his family was neck deep in were hurting thousands of innocent lives. Speaking of neck deep! “Well done, Chariot.”

The blonde chauffeur was balls deep over Harry’s erection. Her fellow driver Eboni, yes an ebony goddess in her own stature was inhaling in both balls and meeting with Charli’s lips. Pondering the darkness of it all Harry gave up and simply enjoyed his dueling divas. Let the limo rock. Before long the two drivers were taking turns deepthroating their newest employer.

An audience outdoors knew something was amiss within after Harry had both women up on the roof of the car rubbing twats for all to see. That feat alone showed his wife that her husband was capable of being a force to reckon with. With her father’s permission Harry knew he was being tested. That knowledge spoke echoes in behaving badly just to get his foot in the door. Fun doing it!

“Christ! These two are savages. My scrotum is going to be gnawed off by Eboni.” The feral look in her eyes she demanded he feed her fellow lioness. With that fear following it up Harrison Banfield unloaded down Charli’s throat. The blonde’s gag reflex was beautiful in consuming every drop without resistance. His balls deflating Eboni growled and clenched her teeth until his tank was empty, thrashing her face about in the process. At least for the moment.

Charli retreating conserved his nut and kissed Eboni, sharing in his milky bliss. Barely winded Harry pushed forward and took Chariot Charli to all fours and claimed her pierced cunt from behind on the carpeted floor of the limo. “On your back in front of Chariot. Move!” He snapped at Eboni. When you were getting paid as much as Watchtower offered there was zero resistance. Eboni dropped and relocated her weeping cunt right up under Charli’s face with a mental demand to be devoured. “Eat that gorgeous cunt.” Harry reached over Charli, clenched her blonde mane and buried her face in snatch. The feeding frenzy had Eboni clawing at her scalp.

“Eyes on me, Eboni! Show me how Chariot’s doing. If I don’t see your face in constant ecstasy Charli loses her wages.” Oh, hell no! Charlene could not have that. Her condo was almost paid off. Zero chances of losing her home. Nope! Right away Sir!

Eboni was screaming her lungs out at tongue and fingers in both her vulva and anal real estate. The dark meat diva’s legs in the air Harrison procured both and sucked upon Eboni’s toes. Fucking and chewing gum at the same time seemed to be natural for Charli. Harry always did have a foot fetish, one of the things that Madison loved about their courtship in the old days. Whether he knew it or not Harry might have been the one to shape his wife into the woman she was today. Sucking her toes equivalent to walking all over people. Foot in the door indeed!

Harry had his hands full here. For the next forty minutes he hammered both ladies. Finishing up he got dressed but insisted both women remain naked. As he sat back catching his breath he had a brilliant idea. Phone in hand he made a call to his wife already in the club socializing with her sister Stacy. Music in the background and women going crazy by the sounds of it he tried his best to converse.

“Sorry to interrupt you, My Love. I have another favor of you and then I will leave you to your fun. I’ll find you later. Could you by chance have two collars and a leash sent to Eboni’s car? Perfect! Thank you, Beloved!” Call ended he sat back for another ten minutes watching the ladies kissing for his pleasure. A knock on the window he lowered it to a nice surprise. Outside stood the ginger-haired limo driver Georgi. Minus her chauffeur’s uniform. After taking over Chariot’s white limo and making a pickup she was directed back to Harry’s fancy. Freckles were gorgeous!

“Well, hello there Georgi.”

“I hear you desire me, Mister Banfield.” She already had a collar on and a leash clipped to it. Passing it through the window with two more collars she remained outside modeling her perfect body for all of their patrons. “Ready for a walk when you are, Sir.”

“Perfection!” He quickly broke up Chariot and Eboni and collared them. A three-way lead he exited the car and stepped out to tidy up his suit. Applause heard he grinned and leashed the ladies. “Let us show you magnificent creatures off. While I am the Alpha here, I will let you three lead the way.” Seeing as he didn’t know that much about the layout of MaleStrom, it made sense to let the hounds do the sniffing. Giddy, the girls’ held hands and guided their Master for the evening indoors. Penthouse pets indeed!

Harry was loving the attention.

Twelve minutes ago!

At the bar onlooking the multiple stages Madison Banfield ended her call with her husband and looked to her sister Stacy. Knowing her hacker base had heard the request, Palamino, the on-call operator had made the arrangements at Madison’s simple words of “Do it!” Georgi Banks who was pulling up outside with Stacy’s gemstone receptionist Lola Ferry aka Ferrytail complied and abandoned Chariot’s limo to yet another driver, this one a man. A courier brought the collars and leash to Georgi and retrieved her clothing. The gorgeous ginger stripped right there on the curb in front of over eighty voyeurs. Only boots were allowed. The escort left her and took Lola indoors as if a prize possession. Lola was wearing a sparkly dress with fake gemstones all over it. The real gem was in her butt plug. Delivered to a bouncer for protection Lola continued on so that Georgi could meet with Harrison.

“Harry is going all out.” Stacy Raynes looked suspicious, sipping her Bloody Mary. “Are we certain about trusting him with so much?”

“Daddy gave me the greenlight. All I can hope for is that he’s sincere.”

“It seems awful fishy our eyes and ears didn’t see him show up at Filmore High today. That so-called electrical incident had to have been staged. Are we looking into who might have been involved?”

“Everyone has an alibi it seems. Maybe it’s time we went higher tech and inject better tracking devices in our hackers. Ones that do not have a radius.” A jamming device activated after Palamino’s dirty work the ladies spoke freely.

“That won’t go over well. As much as we pay these snoops, they all fear for their lives. They might think we laced them with a suicide solution.” Meaning one wrong move they unintentionally kill themselves. To date no one working for Watchtower had been killed. Worked over by law enforcement at worst. If anyone got too out of line, they were relocated to a Watchtower prison camp of sorts in the mountains of Tennessee. A camp disguised as a resort for swingers with cells deep beneath them. Once conditioned they would be reintroduced to Nashville again. So, the story goes!

“My people are working on it. Can we not discuss work?” Maddy smirked! “Do I see beds up on stage?”

“One for each of the Boston Logger’s. They’re showering and getting ready to hit the stages here within the hour. The promo our hackers sent over cellphones has packed the place. Every woman with a fantasy is finding a sitter and ditching their husbands. This could very well be the biggest bankroll I’ve succeeded in setting up. My regular dancers are big money draws but foot long cocks that won’t go down due to my magic mickey is like robbing Fort Knox.”

“Gazebo Micky?”

“You know it. Not only does it keep them rock hard all night, but it increases their semen levels without the strain on their hearts. Our New York supplier knows his stuff. Harmless except that they might sleep 14 hours the next day.”

“Has Mister Holly figured out the ferocity aspect of the drug?”

“Yes and no! His drug TIGRESS for females has been tailored for men in serum form, he calls it F3R4L, but he advises discretion. I guess the primal aspect is unpredictable on men and we don’t need any mishaps.”

“Hmm! A shame! I would like to see it in action.” She pouted yet still enjoyed her martini. “Do we have any in house?”

“I know that look.” Stacy frowned at her sister.

“After hours maybe? A droplet just to see how well it works.”

“My penthouse if we do. We need to keep it contained and I can lower the steel doors around the windows and patio. I don’t want onlookers seeing violence or any of our footlong guests jumping off the building to their deaths.”

“That would be bad. I say we risk it here with a teeny tiny drop in each Logger’s drink. If it becomes too mild, we can increase it at the penthouse. It’s not like we would ever be sued, and we would pay for hospital care.”

“And I thought I was the evil sister. Fine! I’ll send a fresh beer with one droplet in each to their dressing room. If this goes bad, I blame you. You take the heat if daddy goes Mount St. Hellions.”

“I always do.” Motioning a bartender to their side at the bar Stacy ordered the drafts to be poured. “We can deliver the tray.” Madison prompted and abandoned her martini. Stacy joined her sister in carrying them toward the secure gender-neutral locker room. Stopping by her office first Stacy spiked the beers with the clear-colored drug.

“Ready to meet the meat?”

“Where’s the beef?”

“Haha!” Leading her sister, they entered the large room which included showers, rest rooms, lockers, and dressing rooms for the dancers. Only one female, the mohawk tressed dancer known as Iroquois was in there watching them shower. Her attention drawn to Boston Logger’s Andre Bass and Otis Kinney was almost primal. The remaining Logger’s Danny Boy Boyce, Jacob Long, and Brigham Rhodes were drying off in peace but still eying the tattooed woman in a leather harness rubbing her exposed clit without concern over who observed her. Not a word was spoken amongst them. Iroquois was a silent but deadly type with a fury in her eyes. The drug T16R355 aka TIGRESS in her system she was ready to pounce but knew restraint was the far better orgasm.

“Gentlemen? My sister wanted to buy you all a round of beers for good luck tonight. This is Madison. Maddy? Clockwise, Jacob, Danny, Brigham... “ She then pointed at the showers ... left is Andre, right is Otis.” Those in the shower shut off the waterworks and left Iroquois on her own to step out and join Stacy.

“Nice to meet you, Madison.” Danny took point shaking her hand. Her eyes lowered immediately to that standing ovation. His footlong stood tall and mighty, they all did once she got a good look.

“Oh, my! Look at those weaving veins.”

“What doesn’t kill us makes us longer.” Jacob chuckled! “My last name is Long. Crazy as it sounds not even a cold shower made any of us go limp.”

“If anything, I think we might have grown another inch.” Danny held his pecker up. “My balls are so full right now it’s crazy.” He dared to show Madison how bulbous they were. Stacy’s earlier mickey back at the penthouse had them nice and sturdy and overly energetic. F3R4L in their beers would amplify that dose times ten. Risky for certain!

“Almost show time, Boys.” Stacy spoke up! “Drink up and let’s hope that tonight is only the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

“Paycheck!” Andre Bass scowled! “None of us are committing to long term unless there’s a contract that’s ironclad. A couple of us have kids in Boston, if not exes.” Otis had two boys, Andre a daughter. “That makes things tough when we get the kids every two weeks.”