Episode 341: WILL F3R4L

Club MaleStrom!

The war was still raging on all levels of the building. Ground level the Boston Loggers were inheriting 10% of Nashville’s gross income by going all the way with their lucrative lady tippers. There were so many hungry bitches in the city that had money to blow, be it their own or their husbands that each of the Loggers might actually break fifty grand each on top of what Stacy Raynes was paying them. Great fun doing it too! Hell, they even had personal condom appliers to keep them safe. Those women loved their jobs you can bed-- er--bet on that.

Front row seat up in an elevated all-glass skybox, Stacy Raynes snuggled with her pet Lola Ferry aka Ferrytail aka the Receptionist who rarely left her post. By post the brunette cutie had to literally stand all day long with a dildo post rising up from the floor deep inside her cunt. One of the hardest jobs in Nashville but Stacy’s pet thrived on the perks. Case in point a multi-diamond butt plug she wore at all times unless going to the bathroom. That plug alone was worth as much as two Loggers wages tonight alone. The girl felt like a Disney Princess! SINderella for sure!

“The drug I laced the Loggers with is finally reverting them to their primal state. The ladies lined up to ride those footlongs are keeping my lights on for another two years. Huh! I never thought... “ She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece. “Palomino? Are any of the Loggers bi?”

“Danny Boy Boyce is pansexual. He has a pair of male lovers in Boston but does seem to prefer women. I have visuals with men from a hotel if you care to peruse them.”

“I do not! Just wondering if he could cope with fucking men on stage another day. I don’t want to scar the ladies tonight by watching him with a dude. We might need to arrange a men’s only night, I mean the place is called MALEstrom, right?”

“You’re the boss, Boss.”

“Damn straight, Pal!” Omino! “Thanks! I’ll mull over the idea. Right now, the ladies are swarming all five Loggers. I think it’s time to reap the benefits here.” She glanced at a tally on her cellphone provided by her staff. Each Logger had at minimal sixty lustful whores paid to ride or fondle at least for any given amount of time that their pockets allowed. The richest had their on top thrills but now it was time to roll the dice and let the Loggers do their thing. Thank goodness insurance wavers were signed long before entering the arena.

“F3R4L is going to make these guys bestial, I just hope they don’t accidently hurt my clientele. Palomino? Tell Largo and Keyes to start allowing the Loggers on top. Highest tippers get the full meal deal. Let’s start with Otis Kinney and get our Black’d on.” So many young women preferred the giant black man as it was. He was certainly a favorite on their radar. Muscles and monster cocks were a huge draw.

As directed Doyle Keyes and Largo Bundy, two local bikers in Watchtower’s employ scaled the stage and gradually claimed the two women sharing Otis in sucking him off together. Best bachelorette party ever. The bride was ready to jump in next. Wearing her veil the gorgeous ginger Deidre Harold was drunk off of her ass. Teetering with her dress up to her chest she squeezed her breasts in wait to be guided in. As a hefty condom was placed on by attendant Vivica Wishbone a local white cutie who performed her task via her very experienced mouth, she managed seven out of twelve inches before her fingers were deployed in rolling it on further.

Otis was grinning like a shark wearing shades. Dark glasses on even indoors he saw enough to do the job. Sweating bullets due to the drug F3R4L in his system Otis was rolling out of bed and flexing his muscles. Deidre nearly fainted while rubbing her clit as he circled her like a hungry wolf. Her first ever black man Dee was spinning with intimidation in her eyes.

Her girls in waiting were screaming at him to carry her across the threshold. Nodding at them Otis rubbed his chin and examined Dee’s Peloton proven body. An aerobics and fitness instructor Deidre was tight and built like a Queen. Too bad her hubby to be, was a weak older Music Producer here in Nashville. Money kept her sweet ass by his side. His hard-earned money was about to land him his very first affair. Watchtower would use her later to keep her happily married.

Moving behind Deidre, Otis made his move and threw his arms around her, hands sliding up under her short dress. With it up already she was easy pickings for the bruiser to overpower her. Removing her hands it was his turn to squeeze those 36SIEZE. C’s even! Fingerprints would leave bruises, but she was prepared for that, excuses already in mind. She would simply seduce her hubby in the dark before the wedding and have him think he left his mark. Sneaky whore!

Shoving his mighty erection up through her triangular thigh gap the woman lost her mind. Literally lifting her 5’6 height up off of the floor he walked her toward the full-size bed upon the stage. She was helpless in his clutches as Keyes and Bundy maintained order just in case, he got too rough. As if they could stop his crazy ass. Otis had both men by four inches in height and at least 100 pounds heavier. Nope! He could have her.

Crawling into the bed she was led by force until tossed onto the mattress. Taking her roughly by the chest he pulled her back upright and refused to guide her dress up and off. Instead, he used his strength to shred the thin material from her body and rip it clean off. The cheers were stadium quality over his aggression. Poor Deidre had an orgasm before penetration. The veil stayed pinned on, Otis rather liked the bride aspect. Hurling her onto all fours he took Dee’s cunt by storm. The expression of that footlongs forced intrusion had her mouth as wide as it could possibly go. Chants began as music by DJ Boner played the wedding song. Bitch bawled her eyes out at the theme song. Here cums the bride! Dick ripping her wide! Even rice was tossed on stage by the bridesmaids.

Going full on bestial Otis filled his condom twice in five minutes. Pulling out his attendant Vivica removed it as he held Dee firmly by the back of her neck. A champagne lute held by another girl they emptied his semen into it. Instead of auctioning it off they fed it to Dee as he pried her jaws open against her will. Down the hatch! Here’s to many years of memorable affairs.

Dick without a condom he shoved it up her asshole raw and detonated into it three minutes later. F3R4L was increasing his semen production so the tank was almost always full. HELL YES! Done with her, Otis plucked her body up over his head and carried her in a circle around the stage. She was so lost in her hostile takeover that she convulsed in his arms. Taking her toward the wedding party as directed Otis hurled Dee out over the masses and let them catch her naked body. Crowd surfing took her to safety. Otis selected his next two bitches by monetary waves and hammered both women while lying on top of one another. The beast was definitely in demand.

“Nice!” Stacy Raynes grinned and stood with Lola beside her. “It’s shit like that, that trips my trigger. You ready for a round Lola?”

“Always, Mistress!” The meek brunette smiled. “Shall I get dressed for show?” Lola had been naked since her arrival in the skybox.

“Nope!” Stacy tossed her Stetson into a chair then coiled her dress up and off. Boots only she turned Lola to the glass and showed the petite brunette off in front of the world. Shoved into the glass and ordered to remain still Stacy stepped to her attendant on call Bonita and had help hooking up a sturdy footlong strap-on. Harness attached well, Stacy moved in and gripped Lola’s jeweled butt plug and ripped it out of her. Bringing it around the girl’s face she shoved the pacifier into her mouth. “Diamonds in the rough, Lola Bunny!”

Forcing that hefty lubed up dildo inside the girl’s ass Lola screamed her lungs out. A good thing the skybox was soundproof. Momma Raynes enjoyed playing Goddess. Her pet purred and hissed but none the less offered her devotion. Up against the glass Kitty Cat! CATNIPples were making a good impression!

Upstairs on the dance floor another pair of hellcats were battling it out. With the lights lending a perfect atmosphere of confusion Madison Banfield aka Harness of Watchtower’s inner circle was being held in mid-air by her star hacker Troy Valance. Butt ass naked she and a leather harness of another color by the name of Diana Ramshaw were kissing whiskers. Diana’s handsome dance partner, Madison’s hubby Harrison was rising to the challenge that Diana set for herself. She told Troy not to let her shy away from any and all new experiences. No problem! The ladies had their legs tangled together while the men were their backbones in slapping labia’s. Diana’s first experience with a woman she was trembling as much as moaning with style.

In Madison’s case she rarely engaged with a woman but was hardly opposed. If her hubby was happy, she was happy to oblige. In order to keep peace in her relationship now that Harrison knew of her illicit background in crime there was pretty much nothing that she would deny him. He had been kept in the dark for years, as had their twin daughters. Playing Mister Mom for most of their home-schooled education he would have resisted, and their marriage would have suffered if he had been left out any longer.

Harry was right about one thing. As a Wall Street Wizard, he had indeed made a massive mark on her family’s organization. She truly hoped he was sincere in joining the business but her father the head Kingpin of Watchtower required a bit more evidence that he was not playing his own game. Everyone had far too much to lose if Watchtower came under federal investigation. Daddy knew best! Pass the test!

While Harrison was indeed having the time of his life tonight it did concern him the trouble that Watchtower was bringing to more than just Nashville. Their secretive organization had ventured beyond the borders of Tennessee. A horde of incredibly talented hackers had the world by the balls. Well, the states that is! Their reach ever expanding in the world of lust for money, power, pussy, and penis was forever evolving. Long live the Kingpin!

“Oh, my God! Troy ... this is amazing.” Diana eyed her date holding Madison aloft. While she should be in Troy’s arms instead, it was a fair trade, Diana was in the charms of Maddy’s husband Harry. This gave Harry a chance to explore his wife face front rather than like Diana from behind. The same could be said of Troy, enabling him to witness Diana’s pleasure. Let the hug of war continue!

“Tell your lady friend that, not me.”

“You are beautiful. This is my first time.”

“Ours as well.” Madison yelled over the blaring music of a new tune by Florence Black called Look Up. That was true. As a couple she and Harry had really never explored such a wide range of eroticism. “You are lovely as well. Thank you for sharing this experience with me.”

“No, thank you!” Diana loved the sensations that their vaginas were inducing with every collision, every rub, every juicy flow of yearning hormones.

“We can do better.” Troy called out to Harry. “How is your back holding up?”

“What do you have in mind?” Harry was a sturdy man, so far Diana’s weight was hardly a burden, her leather straps made for good handles.

“Hand me your flashlight.” Troy informed Diana his need. With an awkward reach behind her bare bottom Diana wiggled at her butt plug, accidently rubbing her knuckles over Harry’s erection. She smiled over her head at him without apologizing for it. Plug removed she passed it over to Madison who in turn held it as Troy whispered his idea. A brilliant grin on Madison’s part she used the plug as a signal flare to get the attention of Harry’s pets for the evening. The three chauffeurs relieved of their duty scurried over. Troy took it from there.

Charli and Eboni bent over under the ladies and Madison was sat atop Charlene aka Charli. Seeing the table arrangement Harry rested Diana on Eboni’s lower back. Very nice! Harry was impressed.

This left Georgette aka Georgi to run an errand. Unhooking her leash, she raced to the bar and asked the bartender for a tool of the trade. The patrons dancing around them watched with eager anticipation as Georgi returned with a large black double dildo. Diana dropped her jaw at the gift. Madison busted up laughing and told Troy. “You deserve a raise.” Only he heard that decision. Georgi did the honors of introducing each of the two heads up inside Madison first, then Diana. Once installed the ladies took over. “SHALL WE DANCE?”

“DIVINELY, I HOPE!” Diana answered Madison at the top of her lungs. Hips writhing on the support of Charli and Eboni allowed Troy and Harry a break in holding the girls up.

“KEEP THEIR CLITS BUSY.” Troy told Georgi who smiled and reached between both women and began using her perfectly manicured nails to terrorize their clitoral hoods. “FOLLOW MY LEAD, HARRY.” Harrison winced slightly wondering how this man knew his name. Interesting! “I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND.” Troy unzipped his pants and lured out a mighty fine nine-inch cock. Once ready he waited on Harry to release his own beast.

Coaxing Madison to recline further back on Charli, Troy held Harness by her neck and shoved his cock down her throat. Harry was amazed at the man’s world class risk. Shrugging Harry in turn brought Diana backwards and introduced her to his well-used cock. Whimpering over the idea, including the tastes of three other women Diana went for it. From introductions to performance both Troy and Harry face fucked the women. Let the orgasms rain!

The beat of incoming song Not Your Enemy by the band Stone Broken found a nice thrusting rhythm for both men. The applause of other dancers nearly drowned out the tunes. This was amazing! With a bit of mental coordination Troy recruited a trio of willing young men with understanding dates. “BRINGING MORE TO THE TABLE, HARRY!” Troy chuckled! Once he conversed with the men they moved behind Charli, Eboni, and Georgi and took it upon themselves to fuck all three chauffeurs from behind. The pets were not really happy with the unknown, but money spoke volume. Georgi although getting a nice seven-inch up her vagina maintained her clitoral teasing.

The cries of ecstasy rose up to compete with the music. Harry was loving the acquired attention. He found himself loving Diana Ramshaw’s throat. Shocking even herself Diana did rather enjoy the overpowering. However, she did want to be in power at some point. The night was young!

Once the new recruits were kept busy Troy managed to call in two more men. Guys were easy, it was only a matter of their dates agreeing with this insanity. Edging in front of Eboni and Charli the newcomers unzipped and whipped some hefty fellows and forced their cocks down their throats. The table was turning under Madison and Diana’s exhaustive thrusts into that demonic double dildo. Luckily the support group kept the table from collapsing. Cum hard whores! Cum hard! Once more around the block ladies!

The More Things Change by the rockers known as Corroded fueled the room. It was definitely not Harry’s favorite kind of music, but it did bring out his best. Nuts filled Madison and Diana’s throats. This called for an outstretched fist bump between Harry and Troy. With Troy motioning his next move he brought Madison upward, Harry leading Diana.

Cunts squirting at a vicious squalor they pressed the ladies into one another to share a milky kiss. Diana squealed up a storm amid swirling tongues with Madison. This endurance course was making her crazy. Kiss severed by Troy he drug Madison off of Charli, Harry doing the same to free Eboni. With Diana standing with convulsing limbs Georgi claimed the dildo and sucked on it. Everything was a worthy show of support.