The Invitation (4 page)

“Nothing, that
is all the fifty thousand pounds covers; your nudity for the
duration of the game.”

Nancy silently
wondered if and when he would ask her. Would she even be able to
bring herself to sit there naked? Was he right about all women
having a price? And if so, would fifty thousand pounds be hers?

“I’ll do it if
you give me the cash first,” Julie said.

The naked woman
appeared carrying a tray, on which two bottles of champagne and
accompanying flute glasses were perched.

Jasper
addressed the nude waitress:

“Fetch the
other suitcase, the money grabbing whore is clamouring to be
paid.”

“Hey, there’s
no need for that,” Julie complained.

“And I told
you, back chat means you’re out of the game.”

He proceeded to
count out loud the wads of money, placing them in neat piles by the
opened suitcase as the naked woman set down the tray and left the
room once more. He stopped at thirty six, and slid the piles of
cash across the table towards her.

“Thirty six
grand and the rest to come.”

All four women
stared greedily at the money open mouthed and Julie wasted no time
in opening up her shoulder bag and sweeping the money inside. Then
she quickly slipped down the straps of her knee length, clingy blue
dress lest he changed his mind and retract his offer.

She hesitated
for a moment when she stood up in just her plain white
underwear.

The whole table
fell completely silent, watching her.

She hesitated
for a moment, then reached behind her back and unfastened her bra.
Her pert little breasts popped out. They were cone shaped with
pale, pointy nipples that stuck out at perfect right angles.

Nancy couldn’t
stop herself from openly staring at her crotch when she stepped out
of her knickers. Her bush was neatly trimmed and pale blonde, like
her hair. Her inner labia was ever so slightly visible, poking out
from beneath the downy blonde pubic hair.

Nancy glanced
up at the girl’s face. She looked mortified. Nancy didn’t feel too
sorry for her, she was getting more and more worried for
herself.

“Nice,” Jasper
said. “You can take your shoes off though, I like you being so
short.”

Julie kicked
off her high heels and sat back down.

Now Nancy was
the only woman clothed. The redhead and the Jennifer Aniston
lookalike didn’t seem to care too much, but Julie blushed a deep
red and kept her eyes lowered. No one spoke as the naked prostitute
went round the table with the champagne bottle, placing a flute
glass before each woman and filling it up with the golden fizz.

Jasper raised
his glass.

“Cheers. Here’s
to a fun evening. And now the games are
really
gonna begin.
Would one of you ladies be so kind as to reach into the bottom of
the fruit pile and retrieve the special gift?”

Instantly Nancy
was on edge.
Just twenty more minutes and there’s ten grand in
your pocket. No one’s forcing you to do anything else, remember
that.

Abigail stood
up and reached into the pile of fruit in the middle of the table.
Fruit rolled across the table as she pulled out the plastic object
beneath it all.

It took a
moment for Nancy to work out what it was. A black vibrator, shaped
like a ginormous cock.

Abigail held it
aloft, the faintest smile playing on her lips. “You’re a kinky son
of a bitch.”

Nancy, however,
was horrified. And so was Julie, judging from the expression on her
face.

“Abigail,
Jennifer, Julie, I’ll give you ten thousand pounds each if you make
each other cum with that dildo.”

Abigail and
Jennifer looked at each other. Julie just looked appalled.

What about
me?
Nancy thought.
Why the hell hasn’t he asked me to do
anything?

She was scared.
She had the most horrible feeling that when he was going to ask her
‘to play,’ it wasn’t going to be pretty.

“No,” Julie
said in a shaky voice.

“No?”

“I’m done here,
I’m happy with fifty eight thousand, anything more would just be
plain greedy.”

“You don’t want
the chance to win a million?”

“Fifty eight
thousand will buy me lawyers to get my little girl back. Besides,
we all know that I don’t stand a chance of winning the
million.”

As she spoke
she looked at Nancy. There was no reproach in her frank gaze, but
the meaning behind her eyes was clear.
You’re the winner here.
The rest of us don’t stand a chance.

Nancy didn’t
understand. She wanted to say something, to deny the silent
accusation, but she could think of nothing to say.

“Fine,” Jasper
said dismissively. “In fact, fuck hanging around, why don’t you
just leave now?”

The naked
prostitute was by his side holding a second briefcase. He took it
from her and laid it on the table, flipping open the lid. He
counted out the rest of her money and placed it in the empty
suitcase before sliding it across the table towards her.

“Now get the
fuck out of my house, I am entirely bored of you.”

Julie got to
her feet, looking faintly ridiculous, clutching her clothes, bag
and briefcase to her naked body.

“Out!” bellowed
Jasper, making everyone jump. “Get dressed in the hallway, I’m sick
of looking at you.”

Julie scurried
away.

“And then there
were three. Seems that I was wrong about Julie,” he said, looking
directly at Nancy. “And maybe later I’ll tell you why, when you
better understand everything.” He clapped his hands, turning his
attention to the other two. “Right. Get on the floor like the dogs
you are. You first Jennifer, on all fours and Abigail here will
make you cum. Nancy, you’d better watch the show, you really don’t
want to miss any of this.”

Party
Games.

The women did
as they were bid. Jennifer got into position and the redhead
flicked a switch on the vibrator. It buzzed into life and Abigail
positioned it at the woman’s cunt.

Nancy watched
transfixed, her heart beating wildly. Abigail held the toy on her
pussy, running the tip of the thing along the woman’s slit.

Jennifer’s back
arched slightly under the redhead’s administrations. Abigail held
it on the woman’s clit, massaging it slightly round and round in
circular motions.

“Don’t stick
that fucking thing inside me,” she panted, “just make me cum quick
and painlessly and I’ll return the favour.”

“You got it,”
Abigail replied.

“Teamwork, I
like it,” Jasper said.

But Nancy felt
his eyes on her for the most part.
There are two women having
sex on the floor in front of him and he’s looking at me? In God’s
name, why?

It didn’t take
long for Jennifer to start panting softly. Her hips gyrated
slightly and she squirmed on her hands and knees.

“Oh God, I’m
cumming,” she panted.

With a final
moan of pleasure, her body went slack and she fell to her
elbows.

“My turn,”
Abigail said, shoving the woman on her shoulder and dropping the
still buzzing sex toy under her nose. “Let’s get this over
with.”

“On your back
sweetheart, and spread ‘em.” Jasper ordered.

The redhead lay
on the floor and opened her legs. Her pussy lips were slightly
opened, the glistening, swollen folds testament to her arousal.

The sight was
crudely arresting and Nancy licked her dry lips. Jennifer kneeled
at Abigail’s hips, bending over slightly to place the vibrator on
her exposed cunt.

It didn’t take
long for Abigail to start writhing on the floor, her hands on her
own breasts, violently kneading them and pinching her nipples.

Her hips jerked
upwards and her upper body flushed crimson. Nancy watched the way
the woman’s juices dribbled down into the crack of her arse, her
moans of pleasure crawling into her brain like it was she, not
Abigail, who was orgasming so fiercely.

When she was
done Nancy realised she had been holding her breath. She let it out
in a shaky sigh, aware of Jasper watching her but refusing to
acknowledge his eyes on her.

“Bravo,” he
said, clapping slowly. “Good show. But all that pleasure has to be
balanced out by a bit of pain, don’t you think? One cannot have one
without the other. Slut, fetch the equipment.” The prostitute, who
had been standing silently by his side the entire time, left the
room. “Abigail, I have a party question for you, one of my personal
favourites. Would you rather stick that dildo up your vagina for
fifty pounds, or stick it into Jennifer’s arse for two thousand
pounds?”

“Hey,” Jennifer
protested, as they both got shakily to their feet. “That’s not
fair. What the fuck is in that for me?”

“The chance for
you to get a question like that afterwards. A chance for you to win
money at Abigail’s expense. So what do you two say?”

The two women
eyed each other warily.

“Fine, then
let’s do this. But I want lube.”

“No lube. Your
dirty little cunts will provide all the lube you need.”

Abigail’s green
eyes flashed anger at him but she didn’t say a word.

“Fucking do it
then,” Jennifer said getting down on all fours. But you better be
gentle bitch or you’re gonna pay big time when it’s your turn.”

“Not there,”
Jasper barked. “Get over her and do it at Nancy’s feet, I don’t
want her to miss a thing.”

Nancy’s toes
squirmed in horror when the woman crawled over to her. Abigail
kneeled at the woman’s arse and glared so horribly up at Nancy that
she shrivelled inside.

The redhead
positioned the head of the dildo at the woman’s arsehole, gritted
her teeth and pushed.

“Slowly, damn
it,” the woman said, her face hidden from Nancy’s view. “You need
to fucking wet it.”

“Aw, fuck it,
I’ll fucking wet it for you, bitch. Let’s give Miss goody-two-shoe,
teacher’s pet, closet fucking lesbian
really
something to
look at.”

With that she
tugged Jennifer until she was lying on her back. She positioned her
head between her legs and buried her face in the woman’s cunt.
Jennifer sighed and tangled her fingers in Abigail’s hair, pulling
her mouth in closer.

“Let’s get you
all nice and juicy again,” Abigail could be heard mumbling into the
woman’s pussy.

Nancy watched
the redhead’s tongue darting out over the woman’s distended red
clit. Jennifer squirmed on her back, gasping in pleasure.

How can they do
this, she thought. What’s wrong with them?

Abigail sat up
between the open V of the woman’s legs and grabbed the sex toy.

“I have to wet
the dildo baby, but I’m gonna make you cum so hard, I fucking
promise.”

She eased the
dildo into the brunette’s slick opening, inch by slow inch. The
woman groaned and clawed her own thighs, twisting on the floor.

Abigail slowly
pumped the dildo in and out of her, fingering her clit with her
other hand as she did so.

“Is that good
baby?” Abigail asked huskily.

“Yeah, fuck
yeah,” gasped the woman. “Harder on my clit, oh God, oh yeah, just
like that.”

She came,
gasping and thrashing her head from side to side.

When she was
done she sat up and got back into doggy position.

Abigail finger
fucked her for a moment, smearing the wetness up along her arse
crack, before delving the tip of her forefinger into her puckered
anus.

“I have to do
it quick before the dildo dries,” she said after a moment or two of
swirling her finger around in small circular motions to stretch her
arsehole.

The woman
grunted her consent and Nancy watched the way her back stiffened
and straightened as if to brace herself. For good measure Abigail
delved a hand between her own legs and fingered her pussy before
smearing her wet fingers onto the dildo for added lubrication. Then
she spat on the thing for good measure.

“Ready
baby?”

“As I’ll ever
be.”

Ever so slowly,
she eased the thing inside of her. With her free hand she reached
round and fingered the girl’s clit. This seemed to help for the
dildo slipped in further.

Nancy watched
the spectacle open mouthed. She didn’t know what she was feeling
right then, all she knew was her heart was beating way to fast and
she couldn’t catch her breath.

“Stop,”
Jennifer gasped after a while. “Please, it won’t go in
anymore.”

“She’s right,”
Abigail said, looking pleadingly up at Jasper.

“Jasper
thoughtfully stroked his chin. “But it’s only three quarters of the
way in, are you sure that’s as far is it will go?”

Abigail pushed
it and the girl beneath her squealed.

“Oh, fine then,
you win. Just pump it in and out of her until I tell you to
stop.”

Nancy managed
to wrench her eyes away from the grotesque, but somehow compelling
scene when Jasper spoke to her.

“So tell me
Nancy, are you having a good evening?”

“Yeah. I’m
having the time of my life. Ten more minutes and I’m out of here
ten thousand pounds richer.”

“We’ll see
about that,” Jasper said with a smile. “OK ladies, you can stop
now.” Abigail removed the dildo and Jennifer collapsed onto the
floor on her stomach. “Get up Jennifer, you’re going to like this
next bit. I’ll give you fifty pounds to eat Abigail’s pussy and
make her come with your tongue, or two thousand pounds to cane
her.”

“Cane?”
Jennifer asked stupidly, wincing as she got to her feet.

The prostitute
was back, and she handed Jasper another briefcase. Except this one
was almost three times the size. She placed it on the table in
front of Jasper and he clicked open the lid.

All three women
gasped in shock when they saw the long thin cane he pulled out of
the briefcase. But none gasped so loud as Nancy. The sight of it
had her trembling like a leaf and squirming in her seat. For a
second everything took on a grainy, black and white quality and she
felt sure she was going to faint.