Recourse 2 (The Arrangement) Read online

  “My turn.” I licked my lips and started to lower myself. Chase caught my arm and pulled me back up. “Not yet.” His eyes glistened at me. “I want you to get more aroused than you’ve ever been before.” He picked up the remote control walked me over to the Sybian. Chase unzipped my dress as I arched my back, in one smooth motion my dress slipped down to the ground. He helped me step out of it and position myself above the seat.

  “Get yourself comfortable. I’ll start at low levels first.” I parted my legs and lowered myself down, guiding the extension inside me. It slid easily through my soaked lips, fitting snugly against my inner walls. I felt the rubber part of the mat press against my sensitive parts in the front. Chase’s lips curled up as he said “Liftoff,” and pressed the switch on the controls. My body jerked forward as I let out a loud moan. I felt the phallus start to vibrate inside me. The overwhelming sensation against my nerve endings spread through my core as the sweet wave of pleasure come over me. I drew sharp breaths again and again turning them into hissing through my clenched teeth. My eyes shut as I tried to ride the wave of sweet torture. I reached in front of me and grabbed a hold of the saddle. Leaning slightly forward I felt the mat vibrate without mercy against my sensitive knob. I grinded down hard into the vibration, eager to get more.

  I heard Chase let out a satisfied chuckle. My moans grew louder as I lifted up my hands and started rubbing my aching breasts.

  Without warning I heard the buzzing grow louder as a shock of electricity pierced me, stiffening up every muscle in my body. The vibration grew stronger as the pleasure receptors grew overwhelmed by the rapid fire. I let out a deep moan as I drew my brows in and concentrated on the feeling. I gasped for breath through my wide opened mouth as I vigorously rubbed my nipples. “Oh my god.” I cried in sweet agony as my abdomen quaked. The weed whacker like sound kept growing higher in pitch. I tried to concentrate on containing the pleasure as I bit my lip to stop from exploding right there and then.

  “Good girl.” I heard Chase’s voice a mile away. All of a sudden the shuddering contractions caused me to leap forward again and grab a hold of something as the vibrations encompassed every part of my hot pool, stretching the inner walls. I convulsed in sweet agony as I fell further down with my elbows on the carpet, the sweet rotating torture not letting up. I echoed back with an deep groan as I felt the incoming orgasm wash over me. The wave after wave of rapture shook me as I whimpered and gasped for air. I dropped my head and prayed for sweet release, as the pleasure blasted through me.

  I felt someone’s soft hands cup my breasts and bring me back to upright position. I leaned back and felt soft kisses on my neck and the sweet smell of perfume. “You are so beautiful.” Said Amy as she ran her hand down my body. She edged me back a bit more as I felt the pleasure maker escape me with a wet pop. It kept slowly rotating between my thighs as it brushed against my trembling loins with each passing.

  “Did you like it?” Amy whispered in my ear.

  I nodded back looking straight down as I felt myself still trying to recover from the massive sensory overload. I slowly filled my lungs with air, letting it pass through every atom in my body.

  “Have a sip.” she put a glass up to my lips. A cool, slightly sweet alcohol spread down my chest. I licked my lips and stretched my mouth into a smile. “You are going to love it.”

  She let out a soft giggle and kissed my cheek.

  I opened my eyes to find Chase missing. I raised my eyebrows and wondered if I could make it to the couch. Chase appeared a second later from the hallway and walked towards us with a giant smile on his face. He handed me one of his t-shirts and surveyed the scene with a pleased face.

  “Laura went just above the half way on the dial. I am curious if I run out of room before you’re satisfied.” He smirked as he shot Amy a wink.

  “Only one way to find out.” She wiggled her eyebrows. I put on the shirt and grabbed onto his strong arm as Chase lifted me up in one smooth motion. He picked me up and carried me to the couch, shooting my a playful smile. “Did you like it?”

  “Yes.” I bit my lip. “Very much.”

  “I bet you are curious to see what it looks like from outside. This should be good.” He sat down next to me.

  Amy already dropped her dress and was standing over the machine rubbing the aching area between her inner thighs. She let out a small moan as she closed her eyes and kneaded her voluptuous breast with the other hand.

  “Whenever you’re ready.” Chase grabbed the controls. She lowered herself, licked her hand and moistened the knob that disappeared inside her a moment later. I perked up and edged closer to Chase ready to see her experience what I just have. Amy closed her eyes as Chase started to slowly rotate the left knob. She let out a muffled groan and dropped her head down in front. The sound of the toy propeller plane grew louder as a shadow of a smile ran across Chase’s lips while he slowly added more vibration.

  Amy sat silent with her head down. Her long black hair dropped over the bountiful breasts and the hardened peaks. Chase and I looked at each other as our eyebrows went up. The steady buzzing grew loud as it filled the otherwise quiet room.

  “OK.” He chuckled and inched the other knob clockwise to start the rotation.

  Amy’s reached out slowly and put her hands in front of her on the saddle without making a sound. She sat there as a statue as I edged closer to Chase.

  “Give her more.”

  He spun the first knob and whispered. “This is where you reached your peak. Let’s see what she does.”

  The much louder buzzing started to turn into something haunting as Amy sat still on the black saddle. My eyes narrowed as I watch her contain the force that drove me to brink of insanity.

  “Jesus, I don’t have much more here.” Chase reached up his hand toward the other knob.

  “Wait,” I pushed his hand away. “Look at her hands.”

  He turned his eyes towards her and smirked. Amy’s hands were white with tension. She dug her nails into the leather exterior of the saddle and clenched them as if she was holding on for her dear life.

  “Gotcha.” Chase let out a soft laugh and turned the other knob all the way up.

  It sounded like a wounded animal pierced the silence as Amy jerked her head back and drove the air from her lungs. She drew a sharp breath and another raspy groan shook the room as her body convulsed on the seat. She started gyrating and moving her hips so vigorously I thought if not for the carpet she would have made it halfway across the room by now.

  “More!” she commanded as her abdomen quaked.

  “I am out.” Chase shrugged.

  “More!” Amy demanded louder as she now bounced up and down in the seat.

  I got an idea and quickly got up. “You nasty bitch," I laughed impressed once again with her insatiable sex drive, “You’re going to get what you deserve.” I walked up behind her and wrapped my hands around her convulsing body. I squeezed her tight and lowered myself.

  “Oooohh!” her ringing moan pierced the room. My lips curled up in satisfaction. She thrust her chest out and tried to buck, but I held her firm. She reached behind her towards me trying to ease the tension but I just drove her harder against the vibrating parts. Her body jerked as she let out deep choppy grunts. She ran her hands up to mine and then let go and surrendered. I kept her still as her mouth grimaced in agony and then turned into a sweet smile of release. She cupped her breasts and started licking her quivering tips, mumbling something inaudible.

  Chase gave me thumbs up from the couch as I held on for my dear life. Amy must have been close to her peak. In desperate rhythm she fought for more oxygen as he hips grinded faster and faster against the vibrating rubber mat. I tried to let her go but she grabbed my hands and held me close as her groans grew deeper and culminated in a loud moan as she thrust her chest forward and started to fall over. I caught her and brought her body back just as she had done for me. Her moist skin glistened in the light as her chest rose and fell. I felt her blazin
g body heat against mine. Wherever Amy was, it was no longer in the room with us.

  Chase’s blue eyes watched as we sat embraced in front of him. Two souls mended through the passion once more.

  “What do you think?” I lifted up my brows.

  He stroked his chin, then the corners of his mouth curled up. “I think this is the best present I’ve ever given anyone.”

  CHAPTER 4

  “Hey.” Amy sat on the corner of my bed as I awoke from my sleep. She smiled at me as she looked into my eyes through those deep green eyes, causing my ears to burn a little.

  “I had a strange dream.” She said. “I was wandering through a thick jungle and I needed to deliver something important. Only I couldn’t find my way through the thick vines. I kept looking back because I felt something was following and creeping up behind me. As I started to lose hope something suddenly tore apart the jungle in front of me and your face appeared through the opening. You reached out and pulled me through, and we ended up on a motorcycle, that had a very loud exhaust pipe and kept fluttering in this loud repetitive noise. I was riding with you along a small ocean road and you held on tight to me as the wind breezed by.”

  She furrowed her eyebrows and tapped an index finger on her lips. “Strange, I wonder what that means.”

  I looked at her with my eyes slightly wider than they were a moment later, the deeply seeded reflex of guilt kicking me right in my stomach. Then I relaxed my tense stomach as I realized that Amy and I had shared some of our most intimate moments before, and she was one of the most darling people I’ve ever known. I snickered, “I can guess the motorcycle part pretty easily. I’d say you were as close to taking off as ever.”

  Her mouth stretched, exposing the picture perfect smile. “Then I have to thank you for getting me there. That was quite a rush.”

  I let out a nervous laugh, “I’d say Chase deserves most of the credit for discovering that thing.”

  “Indeed.” She looked away and bit her lip as her face changed. “Correct me if I am wrong, but I don’t think the two of you had a chance to fully enjoy each other?”

  My cheeks flushed as I attempted to recover. I cleared my throat, but she intercepted, “I hope it’s not because of me.”

  “I think that’s just a matter of time,” I said and took her hand in mine. “I have to be honest, it is a little different. But Amy,” I looked right in her emerald pools. “You are doing nothing but adding to the experience.”

  She laughed, “I think that can be said for either one of us.” She squeezed my hand, then let her slender fingers caress mine.

  “We mesh well together.” She perked up, “I just wish we met a lot sooner.”

  “Life can be like that.” I said, convincing myself with my own words. “We are here now though, let’s enjoy it the best we can.”

  “I’d say we’ve been doing a great job so far.” A soft smile ran across her lips.

  “It is interesting,” I said, “If Chase and I ran into one another sooner, he might not have met you. And then where would you be now?”

  “Besides desperately trying to hide who I am from my father?” She shook her head. “I would probably dive head first into my hobbies and then botch every attempt at him trying to set me up with someone.”

  “What kind of hobbies?” I looked up at her.

  Her lips curled as her eyes lit up. “I am glad you’ve asked. Let me show you.”

  CHAPTER 5

  “I’m going to die!” I screamed into the soft fabric of the helmet. My words reflected right back and just fogged it up more.

  Amy jerked the throttle and the bike roared in echo, launching us forward with so much torque the front tire almost lifted off the ground.

  I couldn’t believe I let her talk me into riding a sports bike. It sounded like a fun idea, and it was for the first five seconds before we reached the speed limit. Then it turned into one long session of stomach fluttering as my breath caught in my throat and declined to either stay or go. We were riding for no longer than five minutes but it seemed like years for me. May be that was just me measuring how many years I shaved off my lifespan through the nervous panic as I dug my fingers deeper into Amy’s leather jacket.

  She slowed down and the bike screeched to a stop near a small brown building. It has with no windows or signs, but three cameras on each side looked serious enough. She took off her helmet and motioned for me to do the same. I looked at her like she was crazy, we were still in the middle of the road, but then muttered a swear under my breath and followed her lead.

  “We’re here. Let’s go inside.” She nodded towards the structure.

  I jumped off from the bike, and she swung her leg over the seat.

  “Don’t you want to at least move the bike from the road?”

  She pointed ahead. “See the barrier there? It’s our private road. No cars here.”

  I looked at the red concrete blocks in the distance and shook my head, “No wonder you were flying.”

  “Did I scare you?” She squeezed my arm and looked at me. “I am sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Her eyes narrowed. “I didn’t take you for someone who’d be so easily scared.”

  “Not any more than last night when you almost turned it into an exorcism.” I caught my tongue between my teeth and grinned back.

  “Touche.” She laughed and wiggled her eyebrows. We walked over to the nondescript gray door and Amy entered a code on a keypad next to it. She turned to me with the earnest smile as the door revealed itself to be five inches thick with steel. “Laura, I do hope you’ll find my next hobby exciting.”

  “What the heck is this, a weapons surplus?” My eyes adjusted to the halogen bulbs above as she flipped a switch, making the whole place come alive. There was a long counter top in front of us, and much further ahead a row of targets hung at various distances. The cases next to us and the walls to each side were filled with various pistols and rifles, each one reflecting the overhead lights menacingly on the cold steel.

  “I do like to invest in my hobbies.” She smiled. “This one comes in handy for both practical reasons, and…”

  “And?” I narrowed my eyes.

  “And for blowing every last bit of pressure away.”

  “I’ve never fired a gun.” I said as I looked over the silver and black gunmetal.

  “Then I am even more excited.” She shot back. “I promise this will be unlike anything else you’ve done before.”

  She picked out two handguns and placed them on the counter, then reached over for the ear protectors and said, “Never point them at anyone around you and always treat it like it’s loaded.” She started loading the bullets into the clips. “I’ll prepare your gun, so just pick it up, aim, firm your hands but bend your elbow and squeeze the trigger softly. Watch me, I’ll go first.”

  She cocked the pistol and spread her legs to just past shoulder width. Slowly she lifted and stretched the arms in front of her chest. She gripped the weapon tight and softly squeezed the trigger as she rushed the air from her lungs. I heard a roar of thunder blast through the building as the fire exploded from the barrel. The target on the other side of the building jerked and a small hole appeared near the mark’s heart. I didn’t feel scared, but the muscles in my stomach tensed each time the loud bang lit up the room.”

  Amy put the gun down and pressed the button next to the console. The target darted towards us, neat holes bunched together rendering the hypothetical attacker irrelevant.

  She lowered her ear protection and after I did the same, smiled and said, “My alter ego must have come out. Kiya the assasin, I kick ass and never leave a trace. Nice to meet you.”

  I raised my eyebrows. “You pretty much have me going at this point.”

  She let out a light laugh, “A girl has to keep sane somehow in the world of boring business meetings and obsequious crowds. This helps with the tension quite a bit.”

  I walked over and put my finger on the gun, feeling the cold steel.

  “Give
it a try.” She smacked my butt and moved back.

  I carefully gripped my hand around the piece and lifted it up. It was much heavier than I expected, the weight adding to the the seriousness of what it was capable of. I clasped my hands as Amy had done, then pointed it toward a target much closer than hers. I slowly started to draw in the trigger in, but the gun declined to fire. As I kept squeezing, and watching nothing happen, I felt more anxiety to have it pop at any moment, the silence of the gun mocking my attempt at trying to control it. I drew a deep breath then slowly exhaled and pulled the trigger to the end. My hands jerked wildly up as I felt the gun almost fly out of my hands. The sudden loud pop blasted through the air tensing every fiber in my body. Only this time the release of tension came almost immediately as I realized I was still holding the gun in my hands. I did control what happened. I felt the confidence grow and the power to do it again. I squinted a little and squeezed the trigger again. Again the hands flew up and this time smoothly returned back to the original position. I tried again, pressing faster this time. I felt the cathartic release wash over me as the gun emptied. I had successfully tamed the beast. I carefully placed the gun down and took off my ear guards, this time the pounding of my beating heart adding to the atmosphere.