Episode 345: PEnThoUSE

3:00 AM! Raining dogs and cats!

A lonesome black limousine pulled into the parking garage of the Bellamy Towers. This location being the home base of one Stacy Raynes of Watchtower fame, the place was like a tomb. While well over thirty residents occupied the lower levels everyone seemed to be weathering out the storm from their cozy beds. For a Friday morning it just made sense to stay in and avoid the well-deserved storm outside. Well, all except for one young man crossing paths with the limo.

“It looks like your buxom big bad mommy is home fellas.” Dogwalker on duty Stefan Kemp paused the hefty sized Rottweilers belonging to Stacy Raynes at the security gates. A lone security guard by the name of Buck the Fuck for his mountainous size at 6’8, 330 pounds of pure muscle had been chatting with Stefan upon the limousine’s arrival. Gate lifted he and Stefan waved at the driver, a handsome young black male with a roving eye.

“Mmm Mmm! That there is a fine-looking driver.” Buck grinned at Stefan. “He must be new.” Buck duly noted was bi-sexual and always keeping his eyes peeled for someone worthy to be dominated by his monster side. Buchannon had worked here at the Bellamy Towers late night for well over a year, hired in from Alabama by Barker Raynes to safeguard his baby Stacy. As if she needed any bodyguard. Daddy knew BEaST!

“Not my type. All yours, Big Fella!”

“Would be if I was off the clock.”

The driver Liam Hedgeworth came to a halt and hopped out of the car to hurry around to open the door. Barely acknowledging Buck and Stefan, nor the tug of the dogs on their lead he performed his duty. Once the car door was wide open out stepped Boston Loggers one after the other starting with Andre Bass their founder. Lining up on two sides the giants awaited their employer Stacy Raynes and her pet Lola Ferry to exit. Lola was quite drunk, quite naked while sucking on her diamond butt plug like a baby pacifier. Stumbling about Stacy grabbed the girl’s hair and held her steady. Lola nearly peed on the concrete.

“There’s my babies!” Stacy hauled Lola along with her then made over her pups. Stefan held Lola from collapsing with his free arm. “Late night potty?”

“I watched them on camera. The storm had them edgy in their pen. I couldn’t sleep so I figured I’d show them it was only rain.”

“Only Raynes!” Lola giggled!

“I’ll take the dogs up with me Stefan. You take Ferrytail here and put her to bed. ALONE!!!”

“Come on, Stacks! You know I’d never overstep my boundaries.”

“I know! Just overprotective of ALL of my pets! Right, babies?” Chopper sniffed at her skirt and tried to dig beneath Stacy’s dress for a Scooby snack. Wrong answer! “HEY! Don’t start with me.” She stood up and claimed the leash. Although extremely drunk Stacy teetered in step enough to regain composure. Reins for Raynes! “Morning, Buchannan.” Buck Friendly, his full name!

“Morning, Ms. Raynes! Who’s our lovely driver there?”

“Which one?” She looked back just in time to witness her brother-in-law Harrison Banfield step out holding a three-way leash of his own. On those leads were the off-duty limo drivers Charli, Eboni, and Georgi. Escorts on the side they were under orders to do whatever Harrison required of them. Buck cleared his throat and pointed out Liam. “Ah! My Cockney! That’s Liam.”

“Too bad I’m on duty.”

“You know what Buck? I’m in a giving mood today. Liam, dear? Come here please.”

“Aye, Mum!” The thin but dashing young man of 26 held out just long enough for his final passenger Madison Raynes to exit the car. Door closed he hurried to Stacy’s side but found the Loggers fucking with him, each of them patting his ass as he passed through them. On edge by the time he reached Stacy, he was flustered but beaming with a winning smile.

“Liam? This rather monstrous man deserves a raise. Would you be so kind as to entertain him until dawn? You may use the limo as your den of sin.” She then leaned in whispering, “Check your bank account at 7:00 AM my darling.” Grinning he blushed at Buck then waited until Stacy led her party to the private elevators. Two elevators occupied to capacity the cargo chutes went soaring toward the penthouse.

On a third less private elevator Stefan escorted Lola. The brunette was so intoxicated that she slipped free of Stefan’s grip and fell forward over the threshold as the doors opened. On all fours in a doggystyle pose that perfect ass was hard to overlook. “Why me?” Stefan thought! “Ferrytail is so freaking hot, but I can’t risk tapping it. I like my cozy job here so no way can I risk fucking up.” Picking her up he lured her inside and pressed a button. Her residence only three floors up they made it long before the others reached their destination.

Taking Lola to her private room and actually putting her to bed she lay on her back giggling up a storm and pawing at him. Swatting her hands away knowing cameras watched his every move he could at least blame her attempts to keep him for play on her. Shackled to her headboard by one wrist he sat with her until she finally fell asleep. There was a bucket to pee in next to her bed. Emptying that bucket was also on Stefan’s to do list. All pets needed groomed then chained up. Lola was quite happy with her life. He did spit shine her diamond butt plug while still in her mouth. His breath close to those gorgeous lips that was the closest he had ever gotten to kissing her. Buff in the buff! Night Lola! Night Stefan!

Downstairs in the garage Buck made certain the coast was clear before dragging poor Liam to his guard station. Still watching the gate, he let the young man suck his eight-inch necessity. It was only the beginning for Liam as Mister Friendly lived up to his namesake.

Elevator one of the private chambers Stacy and her dogs accompanied Harrison and his pups. An odd combination considering but Harry insisted that his slightly evil wife Madison venture up all alone with the five Boston Loggers. That direct order by itself made a drunken Madison love her man more than ever. His giving her away without remorse made her crazy inside. While Stacy was a tad concerned over the Loggers who were still quite grim and fueled by the drug F3R4L aka Feral she took the risk of leaving her sister vulnerable. The drug making the Boston Boys hormonal beasts capable of ruffian acts of sexual greed was unpredictable. Regardless, Madison was game. Funny how that term game also meant prey in the wild.

Stacy was all about her dogs, kneeling in her red dress to hug and kiss on her twin Rott’s Fat Boy and Chopper. Interestingly enough, Harrison’s own pets Georgi, Charli, and Eboni were on their knees in the elevator loving on him from the torso down. Hands were not allowed to leave his person or be forfeit of their night of accrued wages. “I cannot believe this is the first time ever visiting you up here.” Harry spoke down at the confinement toward Stacy.

“You were always welcome on my end Harrison. Daddy thought it better that you were kept in the dark. Let’s not talk about family in front of our canine corps here.”

“Of course! For the record, it was you who brought that up, not I.”

“Yep! I’ll bite my tongue.” About halfway up the building the power suddenly went out, the elevator going pitch black. A second later a red light in the cab lit up. “Red light district! It figures the power would go out at a time like this.”

“It could be worse. At least we are in good company.” Agreeing Stacy stood up and leaned against the elevator wall. “Is there a backup generator to get us moving?”

“Sadly, no! There will be by Monday. This has never once happened. Lights yes, enough power to boost the elevator, no.”

“Call one of your ... employees.” She knew exactly what he meant.

“And do what? Create a human ladder to the penthouse? Just relax!”

“No air conditioning it’s already getting warm due to our body heat.”

“We’ll be fine! If the power is off too long, I’ll pry the doors open and see if we can all squeeze out and take the stairs ... well, to the floor beneath the penthouse. There’s no stairs going up that last floor.”

“How in the world did you furnish the place then?”

“Air drops by helicopter.”

“In the city? That sounds dangerous.”

“Only if they crash.”

“Eeee!” Georgi tensed up. “Mistress Raynes... “ Behind the beautiful ginger Chopper was killing time by licking her twat from the back. Once he did Fat Boy joined in on feeding time and began licking Eboni. Dogs and cats, just like the rain outdoors!

“Did I tell you to speak?” Harry found it amusing to be cold in the moment. Georgi clammed up instantly and moaned over the dog’s probing tongue.

“Money talks for you Georgi.” Stacy chuckled! “Would you rather my boys get cranky? I know I wouldn’t.” Eboni held onto Harry’s leg with fear in her eyes. This was the first time for any of them to have a paying canine escort. Unsettling absolutely but Stacy was right. Money over a lost limb any day. The trio simply prayed the dogs would not go any further.

“Here! I’ll drop down and join them. At least with me between them they might not get any ideas.” Her dress confining, she hiked her skirt to her waist and leaned in behind Charli. Still too constrictive over her chest she simply removed her dress entirely. She handed it up to Harry for safe keeping. Over his shoulder it went. Tongue wagging Charli squealed until Harry reached down and gripped her by her chin.

“Moans only!” He delighted in seeing Stacy’s full body musculature exposed. Once burrowing into Charli’s cunt, Stacy’s hair prevented her noticing Harry’s lustful observation. Moans from all angles, faint growls of feasting Rott’s, Harry used the chaos to unzip his fly and bring out his renewed erection. His eyes could only focus on Stacy. “Dear God!” His thoughts ran wild as he stroked his cock. “I’ve always wondered what Stacy looked like naked. Sure, I saw her at the club, but this setting is more intimate. This night cannot get anymore insane.” Oh, it would!

Drawing Stacy’s dress to his nose, Harry released his leash and let it fall toward the floor. Shockingly, Georgi caught the leash and prevented its landing. Even under stress the ginger was always processing moves. Sharing the length of lead between she, Charli, and Eboni the three escorts bit down on the leash as a way of never speaking. Smart bitches for smart bastards!

“Stacy smells so fucking good.” Inhaling deeply, Harry jerked faster and faster. “This is as close as I’ll ever get to fucking her. Madison warned me that Stacy would break me in half if I tried. Surely, I can get away with this much, I can just say the limo drivers are making me crazy. Fuck!” He even moved her dress down to rub his penis within it. “Don’t nut on her dress. Don’t nut on her dress.” Snarling he moved the red material just in the Knick of time. His jettison jizz fired out over Charli and landed in Stacy’s long blonde mane. “Oh, fuck!”

Fear crept in until he heard a devasting scream coming through the vents in the ceiling of the elevator. “Madison?” He hadn’t even thought of his wife, she too was trapped in the elevator adjacent to his. Sweat building on everyone he was the only one reacting to his wife. The dogs and the bitches were so into their own orgasms that he was left to listen.

Eight minutes earlier! The other elevator!

“Look at them salivating over me.” Madison Banfield smirked amidst five hungry Loggers. “That F3R4L in their systems is still thriving. Maybe it was a mistake riding up alone with all five of them.” Mindless at the moment could be an understatement. After so much activity at MaleStrom earlier they should be worn out and depleted. Apparently not! She was teasing them which was not helping.

Her dress unzipped in the back made it loose to the front. A recent shot of perfume especially concocted by an outside manufacturer by the name of Eugene Holly up in New York called PR1M4L was just what the doctor ordered in most cases. Olfactory senses once stimulated had men ready to burst a blood vessel. As a counterpart scent to F3R4L its pheromone content riled the beasts within. Lucky girl! Well, shortly she would be.

Daring to move away from the back wall Madison set herself up for apPrOACH. Sure enough, Jacob Long and Danny Boyce stepped in behind her, both men rubbing their chin at seeing her bare backside and half of her butt crack revealed to them. For some reason they seemed reluctant to touch her. Perhaps it was because they knew the true Queen of Beasts could crush them like ants, colony and all.

Facing her their leader Andre Bass admired her dress and its looseness over her breasts. Sneering at her without a word he took the bait and reached up to hook a singer index finger amid her cleavage swell to tug at her dress. In its frail capacity to cling, the cleavage easily exposed both breasts in all of their succulent glory. Madison immediately nibbled her lower lip and maintained a cool composure.

“Everything alright, Mrs. Banfield?”

“Be silent, Palamino.” She told her Watchtower observer who was watching through an onboard camera. Not a peep after that. Of course, the power going out incapacitated Palamino’s view for the moment. Darkness ruling them the Loggers unified into snarls of threatening moodiness. Goosebumps covered her entire body. Once the red light lit up her new environment, she knew she was in trouble. “Oh, God!”

Before she could utter that hint of gospel out loud, she had her dress ripped off violently, Madison dancing against her wishes to keep up with each shred of material. Five sets of hands took part in her stRIPtease. Held by her throat only Andre Bass lifted her up off of her heels and left her dangling. Rapid pants of timid fear took over the silence while the other Loggers disrobed right there in the elevator. They were made aware earlier in the night that Harrison Banfield wanted to watch all five of them destroy Madison. They simply got a head start.

Once his troop was butt ass naked Andre passed her off to Otis Kinney, claiming her by her hair. Although painful to be held aloft in such a manner Madison none the less whimpered her desires with a subtle, “Yessss!” She loved nothing more than to be left powerless, her real life always being the TOP DOG as a leader in Watchtower. Harness, her dominatrix trait was shoved to the layside. Wayside even! She was made to watch Andre taking his clothing off, writhing in agony over roots that begged for release. As a short-term assist Jacob Long loitering behind her planted two fingers up her anal cavity and used his brute strength to hold her high. “OH, GOD!” Heard this time!

No words spoken by any of the Loggers they left the praise and fear to poor Madison. Brigham Rhodes to her right palmed her throat and choked her. His strength took her oxygen away. In a hot box without circulation that was something of a problem. Five monstrous men consumed far more air than she did. Sweat was quickly increasing. Andre hauled off and slapped her titties hard enough to sting. A strangled scream allowed she endured more violent swats leaving marks in their wake.

Danny Boy Boyce dropped and removed her heels before they could be used as any weapon. Stiletto jabs were never pleasant. Everyone nude it was time to party. Andre brought her legs up to his sides and without concern impaled her cunt with a warm, wet squirt of forced entry. His girth had her eyes rolling just that fast. Jacob removed his fingers then reached around Madison and hooked her mouth with those same tainted digits. Oh, did Harness suck on her captor’s fingers.

A dual duel Jacob used his free hand to line his erection up to Madison’s now available cavity and embedded deep. DP under such conditions had her crazy. Danny Boy rising up shoved his own fingers into her mouth, doubling up along with Jacob. Her asshole ripped wide she was weeping but tolerant. She knew the longer Jacob was fucking her back there she would loosen up. Right, this very second, she was touring Nirvana.

“The Loggers must be starting early. Dammit! I wanted to watch Maddy get hammered.” Harrison looked up at the camera in the elevator. “I bet the power killed the cameras too. Saves me from Stacy once she finds my nut in her hair. Not only that I’d be willing to bet Barker Raynes would review the footage. I swear I don’t know how deep my grave will end up being before I can resolve this Watchtower shit. I hope to God, Troy Valance is on the up and up or I’m dead before I ... I’m dead no matter what. There is no chance in hell that the government will let me off even by working with them. Valance has to be a fool to think he can beat Barker. He hasn’t ruled over Watchtower all of these years without fallback plans. Even that cone of silence room behind the bar at MaleStrom had to have had ears. No way could Valance be that good.”

At his feet Stacy’s dogs were becoming unruly. Both Rottweilers were done eating and wanted some real action. It took Stacy reaching over to obtain their collars to prevent the monster mutts from hip hugging both Eboni and Georgi. It was one hell of a battle, but Momma Raynes was proving her strength. “I should tell the ladies to stand up but dammit, Stacy is still devouring Charli. That would be stupid to take away her entree.” With a gusher across her face Stacy reared back drowned by Charli. The blonde collapsed into Harry and held him for dear life. All three ladies were fighting for Harrison Banfield’s authority in their chaotic spasms.

Fat Boy and Chopper were two pissed off pups who sought freedom. Fighting back, they took Stacy off balance and threw her body hard against the elevator door. Both shoulders wrenched she growled in pain, yet she knew if she let the dogs go, they would be pouncing on the limo drivers and pushing their bestiality to their limits. A few scratches already delivered to their flesh the ladies were cringing. Instead, the dogs opted to start licking Stacy. Her breasts finding saliva coating both nipples had her trying to blow her long hair from her eyes. Unable to see due to her mane she simply huffed. Harry now had a bird’s eye view of the bodybuilder’s cunt. “Sweet Jesus!” He was back to beating off. Inspiration striking Harry bluntly ordered the limo drivers to join the dogs. “ALL OF YOU! LICK STACY! HANDS BUSY! MOVE!”

Compliant in hopes of a goldmine paycheck Georgi, Eboni, and Charli abandoned Harry, his leash left astray amongst them. Turning tails, he watched the trio of personal pets regroup and devour Stacy Raynes right alongside her dogs. Pure insanity, Charli repaid Stacy for her dining card delicacy and ate that pussy with every ounce of energy she could muster.