Episode 344: Lead the Way

Club MaleStrom was all the rage tonight. Even with the storm outside raining cats and dogs the city came out in force to see the Boston Loggers on a surprise visit. With short notice a mass text to everyone with power, money, pedigree, and lust were invited to see the show of the season. For the ladies of Nashville just hearing the term footlong cocks and getting to sample them had over a thousand hungry whores beating down the door and crawling on the floor.

It was good to be the owner of the club Stacy Raynes. It was good to be Madison Raynes-Banfield accomplice in heat. Finances were through the roof tonight even if they were paying the Loggers twenty grand each upfront plus tips. Even at such a loss the capital spent here tonight was refilling the bank accounts. Watchtower’s full proof plans were always a resounding success.

Hugging the sidelines for now, the Raynes ladies and their new friend Diana Becker- Ramshaw waited on the current show. Just as they left their skybox haven the Loggers jumped stages to share one arena with over two dozen naked female Nashville natives. A whole lot of women were getting their clothing ripped to shreds by the ravenous appetites of the bodybuilder bad boys from Boston. Every single woman losing their battles against the behemoths loved the hostility shown toward them. Choked, hair pulled during sex or before, you name it they were begging for the beasts. No mercy! No mercy!

Andre Bass their leader seemed to be suffering his sanity loss more than the others. Perhaps that extra drop of the drug called F3R4L had secluded his humanity. He was even biting whores and leaving bruises. Animal magnetism at its core! His current strategy, if you could call it that, had him dragging two wealthy socialites by their hair all around the stage. Stopping on the edge to roar over the busty beauties hugging the stage rim, hands reaching for that monster cock dangling tightly down at them.

As smug as a Wall Street banker he shook his pecker from side to side, gnashed his teeth and grunted. Firing a willpower jizz out over the girls had them crazy, even licking their neighbor to capture a taste. He didn’t even need physical stimulation to shoot his load. Once his urethra ceased spitting, he drew his captured cunts directly up to his cock and let them wage war with one another to lick him dry. It was good to be a Greek God! Okay, Irish God!

To the left of his party was Jacob Long and Danny Boy Boyce. While just as primal as Andre they preferred letting three bitches each prowl their bodies. In an agreed effort both men picked up the hottest of the three in their possession and hoisted them up over their heads and ate them out in mid-air. Down below the remaining two women shared their genitals, taking turns sucking them off and feasting on remarkably full scrotums.

F3R4L was designed to persistently refuel the tank and motivate the productive system. Therefore, the jizz flowed as freely as the booze from the bar. Orgasms fulfilled while up over their faces Jacob and Danny both hurled their spent whores out over the crowd into a raging bout of crowd surfing. Not to waste the discarded ladies they discovered more men dragging them from the air and to the floor. Gag orders enforced some mighty fine face fucking. Even a CEO could enjoy a hostile takeover, her smoking hot secretary right beside her. Take that DICKtation! XEROX copies Bitch! Yeah, more than one dude hit those jaws.

“Dear Lord!”

Harrison Banfield was blown away by the sheer chaos unfolding. Next to him stood his new friend Troy Valance. Unknown to Harry, Troy was one of Watchtower’s lead hackers. His resume was legendary on the darker side of the web. “I never imagined MaleStrom to be like this. All of these years married to Madison and I’ve only stepped foot in here a hand full of times. The atmosphere was never like this. Things have evolved.”

Approached from behind Madison snuck up on her husband and hugged him. “Having fun?” Harry felt something slip through his legs, therefore presuming it to be her hand until he realized both of her palms were holding his chest. Looking down he spotted a massive dildo poking out from his inseam.

“What are you up to?” He leaned back into his wife, the criminal mastermind, one of dozens on the board of Watchtower. Known as Harness to her peers, Harry had no idea of her adopted codename.

“Stacy and I are going on stage shortly. You wanted to see me in action so, wish granted.”

“I was talking about after hours. The Loggers up at Stacy’s penthouse where it’s quiet. I want to see all of them on you at once. Humor me?”

“Her penthouse is never quiet she won’t allow that. However, anything for the man that I love.” Sexually, yes! Anything else was off the table unless her father Barker Raynes allowed it. Daddy’s girls’ were both on a very short lead when it came to the Kingpin. “I hope the girls aren’t freaked out when we get home at dawn. I might actually take a sick day and sleep in with you.” As if!

“Yeah? We’ll leave this strap-on here. You will never use one on me. Divorce imminent if you do.”

“Spoil sport!” She kissed his cheek then looked over at Diana Ramshaw. Just like Madison she was hugging Troy Valance from behind, her own dildo taunting his scrotum.

“Thank you for bringing me here. I’m having the time of my life. The ladies are taking me on stage shortly. I’m almost terrified by how the Boston Loggers are treating the women here.”

“You asked me to not let you chicken out. Just save some energy for when we go back to my place.”

“Oh, I swear I won’t fall asleep on you. Under you perhaps.” She giggled!

“INCOMING!” Stacy Raynes to Diana and Troy’s right found Logger Otis Kinney tossing another woman out over the crowd. Catching the ebony woman Stacy held her in the air as if she was flying. Chaotic in her clutches the woman Estelle Williams was passed off to other women, then men. Like all the other castaways Estelle found a few new boyfriends to scratch her itch.

“You are so strong.” Diana admired Stacy’s monstrous arms.

“Years of fitness training. No nonsense Boss here. Loyalty and obedience or there’s the door. Once it’s closed, I refuse to acknowledge association and existence. There is no begging for mercy in my orbit.” Her words stunned Diana who shared glances with Troy for his thoughts. Of course, he knew what the Rayne’s ladies were capable of. Shrugging, Troy whispered his best suggestion.

“Enjoy tonight but don’t get too cozy with the Rayne’s. Like the storm outside, it Rayne’s it pours.” Poor! They could literally steal someone blind and leave them without a penny for their thoughts.

Comprehending the best she could, Diana isolated her fears and smiled at Stacy. “That’s rather like my father. As a General he deals with people who can’t follow orders all the time. Even my husband dare I say it. He’s a Major with ... dominant traits I’ve recently learned have evolved beyond out vows. Since I’m a general’s daughter he has ignored me in favor of utilizing others to fulfil his needs. Female and male. He is a wonderful father to my two boys but again we are both guilty of pushing them aside and sending them to military school in hopes of toughening them up. Momma’s boys, I’m afraid. My father supported Troy, my Troy over me.”

“Sounds to me like you need to stand up for yourself.” Stacy reached over and stroked Diana’s strap on dildo as if it were real. “I admire your dedication to family but the way I see it you’ve been sidelined while other’s take Troy’s bullets on the front line. Acting out by being here tonight with Mister Valance is a new beginning.”

“My harness feels more like me than any other article of clothing.”

“Here! Here!” Madison smirked expressing her own body harness. “Lead by example I say. Show men, women, what you want them to see, to procure then make them work hard for it. Right, Harrison?”

“Newbie like Diana.” He frowned! “I’m learning my own bride’s secrets more each, well, just today. I’m certain there are many more secrets to come out. I believe I’m ready for those.” He reached beneath his wife’s thigh gap and fingered her, Maddy rising on tiptoe to survive her puppeteer. The smile on her face was contagious, mask on or not. Seeing Harry assume control Diana took it upon herself to slither her palm under Troy’s inseam and cup his bulging scrotum from behind. He was smiling until she squeezed exceptionally hard.

Stacy grinned at Troy’s expression change. Eying his superior Troy sneered at Stacy with a thought of, “Don’t push my buttons.” Stacy read him quite clearly.

“Shall we rise to the occasion?”

Taking Diana by her hand Stacy lured her to follow. Reaching for Madison with her free hand Diana in turn claimed the sister in a chain of events. Led up on stage with the bestial boys, bouncers were motioned to go away allowing Stacy to circle the stage. Women were ordered off of their current Logger with RAYNEchecks for another time. Boston’s finest were pumped and beating their chests as if gorillas. Diana swallowed at the demonic glares that all five muscular men were giving her. Madison herself was dripping wet thinking of what Harrison wanted to witness later in a more private setting, namely Stacy’s penthouse.

“Ready to tame some lions and take their pride away?” Stacy whispered into Diana’s ear. Mrs. Ramshaw could not stop smiling. “Watch and learn, your time will come.” Stepping forward left Diana and Madison to hug each other at the hip. Like a diva Stacy Raynes approached her hired hands with authority in her gaze.

The Loggers were feverish, bodies sweating profusely, yet in tune with whatever this was. Lead by Stacy she guided Otis Kinney and Jacob Long into kneeling on all fours. Brigham Rhodes positioned to stand between Otis and Jacob had his dick rising up at two profiles. As she framed her throne, she whispered something to each to garner their interest. Money again got what she wanted.

Andre and Danny coaxed into assisting her in a ballet climb in stiletto heels she used her shoes to pierce Otis and Jacob’s anal canals. The spikes driven had them clenching their teeth. Unpleasant for certain but it was only for show. No music playing since their stage appearance the ladies were serenaded by the crowd’s awe, and quite a few screaming orgasms from within the orgy of patrons. Stilettos removed she stood on their backs and turned to face the majority of voyeurs. Madison in reaction tugged Diana along for a better view.

“I can see what the Queen is doing. My sister always surprises me with her creativity.”

“So, the Loggers are her loyal subjects?”

“It certainly seems so.” Madison knew very well the game afoot. This was stolen from her own playbook as Harness. Stacy could be the Queen of her kingdom, but Madison was more the Goddess over humanity.

Taking a seat on two sets of shoulders Stacy parted her knees to expose not just her strap-on erection but her gorgeous vagina. With Brigham at her back as a backrest to her throne she felt his dick along her spine as if a massaging feature. Stroking her rubber scepter the Queen surveyed her subjects.

Andre Bass and Danny Boyce were motioned to drop to their knees behind Otis and Jacob. Not exactly coherent they obeyed as the Queen spoke the word that had them all on a leash. “COMPENSATION!” Dollar signs had their heads spinning. They were already up two years of dancing in the financial rewards. Might as well aim for three. Not one of them looked a gift horse in the mouth. Then came the Queen’s next word. “COMPLIANCE!” Oh, boy!

Otis and Jacob went into tripod mode at her suggestion. Their freed-up arms slithered up under Stacy’s thighs and delicately relocated fingers inside her vulva. All while she stroked that devil dildo. Andre and Danny were goaded into removing her heels and leaning over their brothers to suck on her toes. Behind her Brigham leaned forward to play with her tits. The crowd went wild chanting “MISTRESS! MISTRESS! MISTRESS!” Now Madison grew jealous!

Further ambitious relocations Stacy commanded Andre and Danny to part the dread sea and expose Otis and Jacob’s dangling foot longs. Instructed to reach beneath them Andre and Danny gripped their partners by their dicks and stroked them as if milking a bull. Minds were blown by their obedience. Especially Harrison Banfield and Diana Ramshaw. Harry knew now that everyone was subject to sway. Things would never be easy again.

Otis and Jacob looked at one another feeling a strong grip on each of their cocks and bulged their eyes. Those hands were not women. Unsettling they let it happen, counting money in their fuzzy brains as a way to cope.

Madison bit her lower lip pondering her own moves. It was time to show Diana how to be the one in control. “Follow my lead! Don’t be afraid.” Easier said than done, these savage beasts were raping women by the dozens just ten minutes ago. Yet somehow Stacy had them tamed in seconds. It boggled the mind.

Led in behind Andre and Danny, Madison studied their chiseled asses. A second to look around she found a condom assistant wagging a bottle of lube. Well-trained the girl was! A quick call to action the girl moved in and slicked up both strap-on dildos then proceeded to rub more lube over the anal cavities of Andre and Danny. Danny seemed fine by the knowledge, but Andre was snarling over what he knew was coming. RAYNE delay! The thunder was on its way.

“Are you certain?” Diana whined as she watched Madison zero in on Andre.

“Andre here is their leader. If he can be tamed, they all can. Bad boys or not!” Madison leaned over Andre and clutched him by his scalp to enforce he look up into her eyes. “Is that not correct Mister Bass?”

“Fuck you!” He mumbled then spoke louder. “Do it!”

“Beg your, Mistress!” She goaded him, spitting into his face. Otis could tell his friend was agitated by his strength in holding his penis. A guttural snarl of acceptance Andre Bass rose to the occasion.

“The show must go on.”

“There! Well-done, Mister Bass. Beg a bit more convincingly. The same goes for you Mister Boyce. Mistress Ramshaw requires your adoration.” Diana flared her eyes as Danny reached his free hand around to pry his right butt cheek wider. Bisexual Danny was far easier to persuade. “Go on dear! Show him who is boss here tonight.”

Andre gnashed his teeth and growled, “FUCK ME YOU... “ Madison forced her strap-on dildo up the Irishman’s asshole. “GODDAMMIT!” As Maddy began thrusting Andre threw up all over himself but let it endure. Nor did he release Otis. Goaded further by Madison, Andre brought Otis to a vibrant nut, semen shooting the stage. Danny rather enjoyed stroking off Jacob even if he had never once given his buddy reason to think he was interested. Danny kept his private life in the closet. Not for much longer it seemed!

Diana finally took charge and pressured her dildo into Danny. Once she began fucking him she opened up to the power exchange. Hearing Troy Valance whistling at the top of his echo chamber had her smiling. She wanted more of this kind of authority. Becoming vocal Diana ordered Danny to lick Jacob’s anus.

Apologizing beforehand to Jacob, Danny’s tongue went wild. Jacob easily fired his cum like a beast. It became difficult to multi-task while fingering Stacy. Giving up on their game of Twister, Stacy swatted their hands and rolled from her throne of steel. Standing next to Brigham she bumped hips and slapped her dildo over the face of Otis Kinney. His eyes watching hers he sensed her intentions.

“Open wide and say Yes Mistress, Mister Kinney.”

“Double my money!”

“Double my pleasure then.” She backed away and guided Brigham over a few steps. “Double all around. Give him reason to earn his money, Mister Rhodes.”

“Oh, fuck!” Nudging him from behind Brig shoved his cock down Otis Kinney’s throat and fought to avoid puking. Otis was doing that for him but accepting his beast none the less. Moving to Brig’s left, Stacy now faced Jacob Long.

“I know you heard me, Mister Long. Open up!” At least his deepthroat exercise wasn’t throbbing and able to cum. Jacob endured Stacy face-fucking him with her strap-on. “You can get payback before morning Loves.” Hearing her sister Madison gulped. It hadn’t occurred to her how vicious this act might make the Loggers. Humiliating them would surely bring out a vengeance. With Harrison desiring to see her engage with all five Loggers she knew she might be in trouble. Mmm! Fun! Fun!

Speaking of Harry, he and Troy were both parched while exploring the rather gross entanglement. Witnessing Madison and Brigham’s seesaw effect over Andre and Otis, then Stacy and Diana’s bouts with Danny and Jacob it was becoming a bit stuffy to watch. Too many voyeurs were crowding around them for their own good. The high-power lust in the crowd was pure insanity.

“I need some air. Join me for a drink Valance?”

“Maybe a bottle.” Troy chuckled patting Harry on the shoulder. “Follow me.” Troy turned and carefully navigated the club’s clusterfuck struggles. This night was easily becoming an orgy. Examining the crowds’ inhabitants as they merged within, Harry bulged his eyes at a number of gorgeous women being manhandled by brute bad boys.

DP in many cases the one trio he found interesting was a woman who looked incredibly like Ariana Grande. The stranglehold they had over her was so brutal her entire body was beet red. Nipples were certainly peaked proving how much she loved her stolen control. Even more strange was the blonde man to her right, obviously gay getting hammered up the ass and sucked off at the same time by another man. Shrugging over the likenesses Harry continued on. FRANKlY he didn’t give a damn! “Big Brother is watching.” Troy laughed! More Watchtower but same principle!