“How could you do this to her? I thought we had an understanding about this type of shit?”
“Well, it wasn’t all me.”
“What the hell do you mean by that?”
I turned to look at her and her head was swaying and falling forward against her chest and before long she was in a deep sleep. I drove home and got them both into bed and I slept in the spare room. Morning came early and I was up to deal with them and walked up to the bedroom door where the girls spent the night. Then I heard voices and decided to listen next to the partially open door.
“You have to explain this to him.”
“You know I can’t talk to him about this.”
“Well, I’m not taking the fall for all of this. You need to take some of the heat too.”
I was starting to get a clearer picture of the nights events but many portions were still unclear and I needed to change that. So I pushed the door all the way open and walked up to the bed where they were sitting.
“So, who wants to go first.”
“I should leave you two alone to talk. I can catch a cab.”
“Nobody leaves this room until I get all the answers I want, and that includes you Stacy. So, forget about your cab and just get comfortable. You’re going to be here a while.”
They both looked at each other, heads held low and a look of fear upon their face. This told me they both had some blame in what happened, and I couldn’t let them go until they spelled it all out for me. I pulled up the chair from Kathy’s make up vanity and sat backwards on it looking at them both.
“Well, who’s going to go first? Are you going to talk or are you just going to live in this room until you explain this to me?”
“It was kind of like this.”
“Not kind of like, not almost, not anything but then straight truth. Now Stacy start talking.”
“I have been throwing these parties for some time now. It started by accident when a group of black men stayed after an event and picked me up to take to their room. All five of them had me in every way they could before letting me go, but they put $10,000 in my bag before they let me go. I never thought I could earn that kind of money in 3 to 4 hours. It was easier the next time and soon I found myself getting high so I could do better than just laying there, and I got to name my price.”
“How much did they pay you for last night?”
“$15,000.”
I took her clutch and opened it and there the money was. I took it from her purse and laid it on the make-up vanity.
“I’ll discuss with your husband what happens to that money later, but for now continue.”
“Well, the word got around and I started getting more and more customers requesting these type of parties. It got so bad my pussy and ass couldn’t recover from party to party, so I hired some women to help me. This way I didn’t have to fuck as many men each party and that allowed me to recover.”
“And what happened to those women?”
“Some couldn’t take it, some had moral conflicts and quit, and some were found out by their husbands and forced to stop.”
“Tell me if I got this straight. Your job as a whore found you with more cocks than you could fuck so, you let them drug my Kathy and you put her to use as a whore also?
“It’s not totally like that, Duke.”
“Stacy, you should know how fuckin’ angry I am with you. It wouldn’t be very smart of you to lie to me right now.”
That’s when Kathy spoke up, and to my surprise changed my view on what had happened the night before.
“Stacy, why don’t you go into the bathroom and give me a few moments alone with Duke?”
Stacy got up and went into the bath, and I heard the shower go on so I figured we had 15 to 20 minutes alone.
“Duke, I must come clean with my part in all of this. Yes, I share some of the blame and Punishment for last night but let me fully explain it to you before you speak. Just sit here quietly and let me finish what I have to tell you.”
I sat down in the bed, and she knelt on the floor in front of me, her eyes staring at the carpet, sitting on her heels and hands folded in her lap.
“You look at me if you want to tell me something. We don’t hide from each other Kathy.”
“OK Duke. Stacy had told me how much money she was making, and how busy she was, and invited me to give it a try. I’m not sure why I originally agreed, maybe it was the thrill of making that much money, maybe it was the power it gave me over those men. But I agreed to give it a try for last night. At first it wasn’t so bad, sucking a few guys and I even let two of them eventually fuck me, but that’s when I tried to back out. I thought about you and I, and what I was doing, and all I wanted to do is come home, confess what I had done and beg for your forgiveness.”
“So, what happened when you told them you wanted to stop?”
“One guy put a robe around me, sat down with me on the couch, and got me a drink. He sat there and talked to me to calm me down, and I didn’t know the drink was drugged, and it’s only moments and flashes of memories after that.”
“Can you remember anything after the drink?”
“I remember being carried to the bed, I remember a bunch of guys doing anything they wanted to me, I remember Stacy kneeling over me and dripping the cum from her pussy and ass on to me, and I remember them all laughing. That’s about it.”
“I don’t know what to say right now Kathy. I’m going downstairs for a bit. Neither of you get dressed or leave this room until I have thought this through. I don’t care if it takes all damn day, you two remain here.”
I picked up the money and I left the room to go downstairs to try and figure out what to do. I eventually decided to call John, Stacy’s husband, and tell him to come over right away so we could talk and maybe figure this out together, and it wasn’t long until he arrived. We sat and had a few drinks as I explained everything I knew of what had occurred, and I could see how angry he was getting. Don’t get me wrong, I was pissed beyond words also, but I knew John to be a person who at times turns to violence and I wanted to cool him off a bit before bringing him to Stacy.
After an hour or two, he was settled down enough and we decided to go up to the room where the girls were. I suggested he go into the spare bedroom and I would bring Stacy to him, and he agreed that was probably best, so that’s what we did. I returned to the room and brought Stacy to the spare bedroom.
I could see the abject fear on her face when she saw John standing there, but I was confident he had calmed enough not to hurt her. I listened at the door for a minute to make sure, then I returned to Kathy.
I walked in and she was on her knees where she had been previously, with tears in her eyes and her body trembling in fear.
“I’m not going to hit you dear; you should know that is not my style or personality. But forgoing physical punishment, I’m not sure what to do. I know I don’t want to touch you or have you touch me until I can figure this out, but I’m not throwing you out of the house either. For now, I want you to sleep in the spare room and I don’t want you going anywhere on your own. Just for you to stay here until I wrap my head around what you did and what they did to you. Can you live with that for now?”
“Yes, Duke I can. But I want you to know that if you feel you should punish me, that I understand and won’t resist you in any way.”
“I appreciate you saying that, but that’s not my normal way of dealing with things. For now, just Do as I ask and let me work through this in my head.”
“You take as much time as you need. I’ll be here waiting for you to tell me what you decide.”
Just then I heard a knock on the door, and I saw it was John when I opened the door. Kathy Immediately tried to cover her naked body with her hands until I yelled at here.
“Now you want to cover your naked body. You were just a piece of naked fuck meat last night for who knows how many men but now you’re embarrassed about being naked?”
“You’re right Duke. I have no right to act like I have any pride left right now. I will wait for you to tell me how you want me, and until then I’ll stay as I am.”
“Duke, can you come over and join Stacy and I in the other room for a few minutes?”
“Yes, of course John. Kathy, I’ll be back in a few minutes. You just think about how much trust you destroyed and if it’s possible to rebuild that trust.”
I walked with John and we went into the spare room where Stacy was sitting on the bed crying into her hands.
“What’s up John?”
“I don’t know how you plan to handle this with Kathy, and it’s really not any of my business. But I’ve come to a decision as far as Stacy is concerned, and I thought you might like to hear it, maybe as deterrent for Kathy.”
“Ok, what do you have planned?”
“Stacy decided to make a prostitute out of herself, and she did it for money. She also involved Kathy in her little whore operation and apparently some other women we don’t know about. So this is what I have planned and I was thinking that maybe you would want Kathy to see how low she had let herself fall. She says she wants to remain with me and make it up to me, but I’m not ready to have her around yet. Also, if she thinks it’s so much fun being a whore, I going to make her one for a weekend. She will be bound in a motel room servicing any callers for $20 per man. She won’t get to refuse anyone that pays, and she’ll do this from a Friday night until Sunday afternoon. If she Still wants to whore around after that, then that is her choice and we will go our separate ways.”
“Well, the fact that she’s crying tells me she’s not happy with this plan.”
“I don’t care if she’s happy, she didn’t care if I would be happy with her being a prostitute. No, IF she wants to come back to me, and be with me, then she will endure this lesson.”
“In the end, that’s between you two and doesn’t involve me or Kathy.”
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