Jacqui and Heidi (aka Jekyll and Hyde) - Chapter 17

Heidi's terms of employment at Cougar Springs were an open-ended arrangement as far as the length of service was concerned. Robert, who was her 'rightful owner' had agreed with the owners of the ranch that she should work for as long as she was providing a good service and giving a satisfactory ROI (Return on Investment); Dale, her husband, who had handed over his wife to Robert and signed a 12 month legally-binding contract had no input as to how she was employed during the period and therefore had given up any 'rights' or say in the matter; Heidi (Jacqui or whatever name she chose to use at the time) certainly had no objections as to how long she was resident at the ranch for she was a willing and subservient participant to the concept of being Robert's Sex Slave for the duration of the contract.

Indeed, as far as Heidi was concerned, she was living her best life for she was getting a steady supply of different cocks that served her medically-proved condition of 'Eroticus Extremis' (aka Nymphomania) and she was getting constantly fucked in sun-blessed luxury and getting paid in the process. 'What's not to like' was the theme of her unspoken thoughts.

Meantime, the owners of the high-end brothel set in the rolling hills to the North of Las Vegas, were more than satisfied with the arrangement struck between Robert and themselves. They were much amused when Robert proposed his intention of using his 'slave' as a prostitute and willingly accommodated the idea that she becomes a working girl at the ranch. Robert had sold them the idea based on Heidi not only being extremely attractive but that she was highly intelligent, 'cultured' and insatiable; more of a courtesan than a whore who could conduct an intelligent conversation with the high-class, wealthy type of clientele for which the ranch catered.

Heidi, well, she did just as she was told and made no objection to the workload to which she was subjected. She had long since decided to just lay back and take anything that was offered knowing that her situation was guaranteed to provide what her condition required.

So it was that shortly after Dale had paid his surprise but elicit visit to see and enjoy her that her experience was enhanced with the addition of her first black threesome. (Elicit because the ranch forbids husbands or partners of their girls to visit; elicit because the contract between Dale and Robert likewise forbid him from having anything physical to do with his wife for the 12 months). She had enjoyed an occasional black cock previously when back home in the Philadelphia area when they had begun to get involved in the crazy lifestyle and Dale had gained much enjoyment and pleasure to see his wife being fucked by Richard, a well-endowed black gentleman who was a member of their swingers group back home.

However, that was then and now when Jacqui was advised by Sharon, the ranch 'Matron', of her schedule of the day.

"We have two special guests coming this afternoon, one of whom, Jerome, you have entertained previously and he has specifically requested you to look after his friend, my dear," she began. "They are overseas visitors, from South Africa I believe, who are here on business and so I have booked you for the afternoon so that they may make full advantage of our facilities."

(This was said 'tongue in cheek' given there was only one ‘facility’ that visitors to the ranch were interested in.)

"They have also requested that you entertain them concurrently rather than one after the other. It is an 'African thing' that they like to share. I also understand that they can be very energetic, I'm sure you'll have no problem with that," she said rhetorically.

"No problem at all," thought Jacqui as she recalled Jerome’s visit from early in her stay at the ranch.


As per ranch protocol, Jacqui waited for her guests in the open lounge area just beyond the reception desk. She was dressed in the required uniform of low cut bustier which cupped and held her breasts with just the right support and allowed the slightest glimpse of the light brown aureoles that surrounded her already stiff nipples. Satin suspender ribbons trailed down her thighs to meet the dark-seamed nylons which covered her slender legs. On her feet were a pair of red patent-leather high-heeled pumps which whilst they might look attractive to a male observer were, from Jacqui's point of view, most uncomfortable and she could not wait for the sanctuary of reaching her room when she could justifiably be rid of them. Her outfit was completed for the sake of decorum by a pair of silk and lace panties, crotchless. She sat reading the latest edition of a lavishly illustrated National Geographic magazine and indeed looked at a ravishing picture of herself.

She heard her name being called and putting down her magazine looked up to see the familiar figure of Jerome approaching.

"Heidi … Oh, I'm happy to see you again," was his greeting, "do you remember me?"

She smiled at hearing and being reminded of his ebullient manner, standing up she diplomatically replied, “How could I forget…”

… but got no further before he interrupted and said, “you know what they say about us black guys…we all look alike!” a remark which made him and his friend chuckle.

She joined in the laughter and then said, “I guarantee you I remember you Jerome and I certainly remember your 'equipment', but I am forgetting my manners, how about introducing me to your friend."

"Well, for sure I recall you have pretty good equipment yourself, as we will find out…,” and turned to introduce his friend, “... Darius, meet Heidi, this is the one I told you about and you're gonna love her.”

Darius played along with the banter, gave a mock bow, and chimed in saying, “Pleased to meet you, Heidi. Jerome says you are one hot cunt and I can’t wait to check you out.”

Under the amused gaze of Sharon who had been monitoring the behavior of the new guests, Heidi took the arm of Darius and led him towards the door and the corridor leading to her room. Jerome put his arm around her waist and the banter continued with Jerome telling her and Darius how much he had enjoyed his first time at Cougar Springs and how much Darius was going to as well.

The idle chit-chat ceased the moment they entered the room and the door closed behind them. Jerome said, “OK, Honey let’s see you strip and be quick”.

Not a problem for Heidi as she was wearing next to nothing to start with and with practiced ease the bustier was unfastened, the suspenders released, and in one smooth move discarded along with the panties leaving her naked save for the nylons which cleverly stayed in place. Jerome murmured his approval and came and stood behind her and began fondling her breasts. She gave a soft moan in response to his touch and then giggled as she heard him 'offer' her to Darius, saying,“... here bro, I already had the little bitch last time I was here, you take her first”. Darius who had been casting admiring glances at her didn't hesitate; he scrambled to get undressed while Jerome continued to fondle her tits.

As Darius struggled to pull down his boxer shorts, he said to Jerome, “you did say she likes to suck black dick, right?” Jerome didn't answer him directly; he just nudged Heidi toward Darius and said, "Show him."

With that, she fell to her knees in front of Darius, helped him step out of those troublesome shorts, and encouraged him to open his legs for stability. Darius obliged and held out his stiffening cock which she took in her hand and gave a few gentle strokes to help bring him to a proper erection within seconds. She took a few more seconds to admire what she had produced and took him into her mouth and went to 'work' kissing, licking, and sucking his (in her honest opinion) very nice cock.

The seconds added up into a few minutes and as she fondled his balls and her mouth gave him what her husband had often called 'her special talent'. That is, where she had the head of his cock just inside her mouth, gripping it gently with her teeth behind his swollen head and then licking around the 'one eye' with just a gentle flick. She then let him slip out of her mouth and switched to her 'butterfly flick' using just the tip of her tongue to flick all over his very rigid cock.

Whilst she was using her mouth, her hands were not idle. She doubled down and took both of his balls in one hand. Knowing how sensitive a man’s testicles she found a good balance between grasping firmly enough and not being too rough and started to roll his balls around in her hand while continuing to suck his cock. She started to give his whole sack a few soft tugs only to be disappointed when he grabbed her head and pushed her away, saying, “Damn bitch, you better stop now or you won’t get the fucking you want!

Disappointed, as she had been looking forward to tasting what a new cock could produce, he saw the look on her face and mollified her when he said, "Whoa, I want to save this to fuck you!"

She smiled up at him and then turned her attention to Jerome who unnoticed by her had divested himself of his clothing and was now standing alongside with an equally large erection that was already showing some pre-cum on the purple knob which resulted from him just watching them. She didn't even have time to wipe her mouth or catch her breath before he stepped forward and took up the same stance as his friend telling him, “Come here and help hold her head, I always wanted to fuck a white mouth cunt.”

She didn't like to correct him and remind him that he had already 'fucked her 'white mouth cunt' on his previous visit. Instead, she relaxed and remained on her knees as he proceeded to thrust into her mouth while she remained pretty passive for the next few minutes.

"Hmmm, that feels so good," was his only comment before he pulled out and helped her to her feet and guided her toward the bed where Darius now lay waiting.

Darius politely moved to one side to give her enough space so that she could lay alongside him. She didn't need to be told what to do and obscenely spread her legs which allowed Darius to roll over and for him to dip his head toward her gaping pussy. Without waiting for her to respond he dipped further and she felt his hot breath as his tongue probed all around and inside her vagina, teasing her until he eventually found her protruding clit.

She liked his obvious skill and expertise in 'snacking' and that he also knew that gentle but firm pressure with just slight flicks might be what turned her on and it took only a few minutes before she 'rewarded' him with a very wet vaginal orgasm that coated his face.

As she came down from her orgasmic high, she remembered that she was 'on the clock' and not there just for her pleasure. She opened her eyes and turned her head to find that Jerome was kneeling on the bed and his rigid cock was already showing more dribbling pre-cum, the consequence of him watching his friend giving Heidi her oral reward. With Darius continuing to lap at her pussy she reached out and took Jerome’s entire scrotum into her left hand while using her right to guide his cock into her mouth.

She concentrated on finding the correct balance between grasping his testicles firmly enough (but not being too rough) and not too lightly as to feel ticklish to him, but Jerome was not used to having this done to him and he squirmed a bit making it hard for her to find that balance. With his squirming, it was difficult for her to keep his cock in her mouth without biting it and the scene almost turned into a comic opera which caused Darius to chuckle telling Jerome, “Got a problem bro, never had a blow job before?”

Jerome gave a kind of snort in response and settled down and kept still while Heidi began to softly roll his sensitive balls around in her hand while she continued sucking his cock. Once he got used to this gentle treatment she then gave his whole sack a few soft tugs which nearly caused him to jump off the bed! To the sound of Darius laughing she held on, all the while her other hand massaging his shaft waiting for him to settle once more.

Sensing that he had calmed down, she then moved on and applied the next trick in her book of skills. She very gently used her thumb and forefinger to pinch the skin between his two balls, sliding her fingers from the base of Jerome’s scrotum to the tips of his testicles to then focus on his balls with her mouth while still keeping her other hand stroking his penis as she licked all around his testicles with her tongue. To add a little to his pleasure she took each of his balls in her mouth for a minute and sucked gently while licking with her tongue.

It was all becoming too much for Jerome and she could sense he was about to cum so she slacked off and asked if he wanted her to continue. He responded with, “damn yes but not till after you are punished and fucked,” … which reminded her that they had paid the extra fee for mild BDSM.

Within seconds they had her kneeling on the conveniently positioned cushions on the floor at the bed end so she was half-lying on her stomach. Using the conveniently provided ribbons that decorated the bedposts her arms were tied to the bed and her legs strapped to the cushions. So positioned, her derriere was nicely presented for a mild flogging, and satisfied that she was set 'just so' they then took turns with a bamboo switch to firmly smack her upturned butt. Far from being a 'punishment' she delighted in feeling the stinging blows and they in turn knew just how gentle they must be to get the visible reaction from her as her pussy revealed with each blow she was enjoying yet another wet orgasm!

Jerome decided that she had been punished enough and with an eye on the clock she was untied they got down to the main event, a 3-some which resulted in quite a romp on the bed as she was passed back and forth between the two of them.

As their time was running out, she was fucked by each of them; one in the traditional missionary position with Darius and one doggie style with Jerome … but not before she asked them if they would like help to pull on their condoms. Needless to say, they each welcomed her assistance!

Darius coupled with her missionary style and she wrapped her legs around him and helped to guide him in. He gave a few quick thrusts to get situated but then settled down to a somewhat unique style of a few very fast thrusts followed by slower very penetrating pushes. She responded and tried to move her hips in sync with his thrusts. She found his technique to be very satisfying, much more than her previous time with Jerome. Albeit, she mused to herself, the main difference being that Darius got much deeper penetration into her.

Darius filled his condom to the accompaniment of his moans of pleasure and as soon as he was finished he pulled out which allowed Jerome to grab her by the waist and turn her over onto her knees so that she was into the doggie position. Her expectation that he was going to fuck her in that position was challenged when instead of feeling his cock against the puffy and very wet lips of her pussy she felt the shock of her derriere being probed by ‘something hard’. She turned to see what Jerome was up to and was mildly shocked to see he had a large pink dildo in hand and his clear intention was to prepare her to be taken anally. She didn’t recall if that had been agreed when the session was booked but, what the heck, she made no objection, and indeed once she realized his intention she reached for the nightstand and found the tube of lubrication that was provided for such an event.

Darius asked if he could help (an offer that was accepted) and between them they encouraged the dildo, well slathered with a lubricating jelly, to ease open the tight sphincter so that she was very well prepped for Jerome’s anal entry.

He was much more gentle than she thought he would be and he took his time to probe a bit, then pull out then enter again until shortly he had all of his cock in and settled into a steady rhythm of short and tender strokes. As he fucked he began to shift his position, grasping her around the waist and rolling onto his back so that she ended up laying on top of him and looking at the blinking light of the security camera mounted on the ceiling. Darius, not wishing to let an unfulfilled pussy go to waste, quickly maneuvered himself so he too could penetrate her but with his cock in its ‘proper place’. Heidi felt as if she had gone to heaven as she experienced their double penetration; two black cocks filling her, one sheathed by a condom in her pussy, the other soon shooting and emptying his cum into her anus.

Unnoticed by the black customers, the security camera light in the ceiling began discretely blinking, giving its 10-minute warning that the paid-for session was coming to an end. Heidi, the complete professional did notice and with a regretful sigh that her most fulfilling threesome was about to come to an end shared the bad news with Jerome and Darius. She tempered their disappointment with the offer of sharing a shower with them both as part of the inevitable cleanup process .... and with the whore’s sentiment that ‘they were the best fucks she ever had and she hoped that they would ask for her on their next visit, soon’.


In the meantime, Dale had returned to Philly much refreshed after he attended the Environmental Conference in Las Vegas. He was unable to truthfully answer Karen’s question as to how the gathering as a delegate had enhanced his business but she hadn’t expected to hear an honest answer in any case. She already had her reservations that his 5-day visit had little to do with concerns about tackling climate change and more to do with the other enterprises that Las Vegas had to offer. She knew from her own experiences from working for a rival firm to Dale’s how these things worked; how so-called conferences were often nothing more than a cover to have fun at the expense of one’s employer. Indeed, she wasn’t 100% sure, but she had her suspicions that she had previously seen Dale when she had made her own ‘business trips’ to Vegas when she had worked for his rival. So it was that since she had ‘jumped ship’ and come to work for Dale it came as no surprise to her that such subterfuge was conducted by her new company.

Her suspicions were made real when she saw the receipts and other slips of proof of payment to a dubious-sounding ‘hotel’ by the name of Cougar Springs that he asked for her to process as ‘business expenses’. (Once he was out of the office she did a search and soon established exactly what kind of hotel he had been spending time at.) She similarly had no doubts as to his intentions when he mentioned, “..I might have to make a return visit for a follow-up seminar in a few weeks.”

Karen was no fool and from the little personal interaction she had had with Dale, she became aware that there was ‘something going on’ in his personal life and the mystery of the ever-absent wife whom he loved but, she suspected, was loved with some curious arrangement that ruled their lives.

She was intrigued and as she sat at Dale's desk sorting through the receipts she stole a glance at the framed picture of Jacqui, the wife, and vowed that she would find out just what was behind it all. There was nothing she enjoyed more than a mystery, especially one in which she might become involved for she had mysteries and fantasies of her own that needed to be fulfilled.


If Robert thought that by compelling Jacqui to do something against common decency, imposing his authority over her, by forcing her to work as a prostitute at a remote brothel in the Nevada desert, then he would be disappointed to know the truth; Jacqui (or rather, Heidi) loved it.

For sure, he was only doing what any slave master was entitled to do, that of utilizing and dictating the use to which his assets should be employed, according to his whim. That indeed was what the 12-month contract between him and the slave’s husband, Dale, had agreed, that the opinions and emotions of the slave in question were of no account other than she was well taken care of and was guaranteed to come to no harm for the duration of the agreement.

For Robert, it was all about control. It was something that appealed to his basic nature, to be able to dictate to others what they should and should not do and to recognize his self-applied status as being the ‘leader of the pack’, the pack in question being the 'The Erotic Society of America’, an organization of over-sexed people who liked nothing better to gather and fuck in the most imaginative scenarios. Robert had formed the group some years previous and, Robert being Robert, had dictated some stringent rules and regulations that had to be observed by anyone joining the organization if they were to get the benefits that were on offer.

Jacqui being ‘contracted’ to Robert as a willing sex slave and then being farmed out to work in a brothel was just the sort of bizarre ‘playbook’ that appealed to the group and although Robert, who reveled in his dominant status, and others looked upon the arrangements as being some kind of punishment for unidentified transgressions, Jacqui was loving it.

Her attitude was one of quiet acceptance of her lot. For sure, she loved and missed her husband very much but they had both entered into this arrangement willingly and it was regarded as being just an extension of the exciting times that they had as members of ESOA. As far as separation from her husband was concerned, Dale was often away from home traveling on business so being apart from him was no big stretch. In practical terms, she was also being accommodated in the most ideal and luxurious circumstances, with the most agreeable companions and facilities; being paid to be fucked constantly by refined and handsome men throughout the waking hours, a situation that served her medical condition of Eroticus Extremis very well.

There was the other thought, which was this arrangement of being Robert’s sex slave was only for a definitive period and that after the 12 months contract was completed that she would return home and resume being the ‘dutiful wife’. What’s not to like?

And these were the thoughts that she held when she was informed by the front desk of Cougar Springs that she had a new customer, a black gentleman who had requested her on the recommendation of two of his ‘brothers’ who had recently enjoyed her skills. Sharon, the receptionist, said that the session would only be for an hour as ‘Mr. Black’ was a busy person and only had enough time for oral, no fucking.

Heidi was non-plussed that her pussy might not be getting the attention it deserved for she was still a little sore from the recent session with the two brothers in question so she resigned herself to giving what the man paid for, an extended oral session similar to those that she often had given to her husband.

Sharon made the introduction in the lounge and Mr. Black was not what she had come to expect as being the usual refined customer of Cougar Springs. He was brash, rude, and very impatient and paid scant attention to the other scantily-clad girls who were relaxing on the sofas and chairs waiting for their customers. He pushed her to move faster as they went along the corridor to her room and, once there, he commanded her to get on her knees as he unzipped his pants.

He struggled to get his cock out from the constraints of his underwear but when he did succeed she was shocked to see the biggest penis that ever adorned a male, black or white, it was a monster. She had little time to gauge just how big before he shoved the half-erect cock into her gapping mouth and said, quite unnecessarily, “Suck It”.

She struggled to accommodate him and as she attempted to get more comfortable he misinterpreted her intentions thinking she was trying to get up, he said, “Stay there bitch, open your mouth and don’t do anything, suck it..” With that, he got a firm grip on her head and pushed his fat cock into her mouth.

She gagged as she tried to get her breath and heard him say, again quite unnecessarily, “I always like to fuck a white mouth cunt ..” Heidi accepted that she wasn’t required to do anything more other than to let him thrust into her mouth and throat and to stay passive for the next few minutes.

Her knees began to hurt and she thought to relieve the pressure by moving and giving him her renowned ‘Butterfly Treatment’ but as soon as she moved to lick him he grabbed a handful of hair, pulled her closer to him said, “I told you not to do anything but kneel there bitch.”

She did as he asked and was relieved when a few minutes later he grunted and came in her mouth. No sooner had his spurts reduced to a dribble that he pulled out his softening cock and his demeanor changed. He relaxed and said, “good job bitch, there ain’t many women who can handle me and my brothers were right, there ain’t no white women are as good as you!”

With that, he zipped up, opened the door, and disappeared just as quickly as he arrived leaving her still kneeling and pondering on whether that was just the most peculiar encounter that she yet experienced. It was certainly the easiest $200 she had yet earned!


It was entirely in keeping with Robert’s attitude and total disregard for anybody else’s feelings that he decided to cut short Heidi’s work placement at Cougar Springs. He gave no reason for it (although the suspicion was that he couldn’t cope with the fact that Heidi was having so much fun and satisfaction at his expense) and so it was that she found herself packing her meager belongings and returning once more to New Orleans where Robert had his ‘Headquarters’.

The girls and the friends she made during her few weeks of working at the ranch were almost as devastated as herself at the prospect of her sudden departure and they showed their feelings by giving her a very kind farewell present of a lovely set of very intimate lingerie. She carefully packed it away vowing that the next person to see her wearing it would be Dale .... once she was returned home and free of the contract.

Her last day at Cougar Springs and her last customer was Mark who had heard the news of her impending departure and was insistent that he enjoyed her charms before it was too late to do so. Although she had no say in the matter of ‘appointments’ and who got to fuck her or for how long, she was pleased to learn that it would be so. Of all her customers, she had come to enjoy his company and she knew the feelings were mutual and that he appreciated her attention to detail, her sympathetic attitude, and especially for their shared interest in the arts which they discussed whenever his cock wasn’t interrupting the conversation.

Mark, who was a co-owner of the business, made things simple for the Cougar Springs’ booking system by engaging her for the remainder of the day once she had completed her commitments with a few early bird customers who satisfactorily went about their business (as proven by the filled condoms in the trash that were subsequently counted off when they paid the bill.)

When she heard it would be Mark who would be her final customer, Heidi decided to make a special effort to please him. She momentarily considered wearing her going-away present of provocative lingerie but staying true to her decision to save that treat for Dale instead took to the shower where with the help of her ‘lady razor’ she ensured that every stray hair and stubble was removed from around her already delightful-looking cunt. She lathered and scraped with great care and although it took only a few minutes attention, the sensation of having her pussy being so intimately attended to, even if only by her own hand, was sufficient to bring her to the point of orgasm. She put the razor to one side, plucked the hand shower from the wall, and directed the spray against her protruding clit and as the foam rinsed away she used her other hand to finger-fuck herself to another satisfying climax.

It was with mixed emotions that she prepared herself for what she had been advised by Sharon as being her final professional encounter, excitement mixed with a tinge of sadness as she selected a fresh bustier from her closet. As she eased herself into the restricting corset she reflected on how much fun it had been to be allowed, nay, expected to roam around freely dressed in such a provocative fashion, wearing crotchless panties, nylon stockings, ‘fuck-me’ hi-heeled shoes, her tits spilling over the confines of the lacey top of the corset. It had all been deliciously wicked and pandered exactly to the way she had wanted to feel. However, as exciting as it had all been, it only served to remind her that the good times were coming to an end and an uncertain future of what she would be doing when she was returned to Robert’s care.

Mark arrived as predicted shortly after midday and appreciating the significance of the day to Heidi was determined to make her remaining hours as an employee as enjoyable as possible. He had seen the figures of what she had earned at the ranch during her tenure and was extremely grateful for her devotion to service. However, despite his best efforts to keep things light and cheerful, he could not help but notice from her demeanor that she didn’t fully share his attitude toward her impending departure. Indeed, as the conversation over the lunch table progressed he was surprised to see a tear roll down her cheek as she shared with him the circumstances under which she had come to Cougar Springs and how she was subject to the will of Robert.

As he listened, his confusion increased. “What do you mean, ‘subject to his will’, does he ‘own’ you?”

“Yeah, in a way. I was contracted out, so to speak, by my husband ..”

“Whaaat! I’m not sure what shocks me most, that I never realized you were married or that you were here under contract. What do you mean by ‘contracted out’? Tell me more.”

By now the tears were flowing freely, a result of Heidi beginning to wish that maybe she wasn’t leading such a complicated life in Las Vegas coupled with a sneaking desire to be a Jacqui’ once more leading a less complex existence back in the less exotic Philadelphia with her beloved husband Dale.

“It’s complicated.”

“Well, from my experience of dealing with the guy, anything business deal that involves Robert is guaranteed to be complicated and, just so you know, he’s not a favorite of mine. So, what’s your story? I’m intrigued ... and don’t leave anything out, remember I’m paying for your time,” he said with a smile.

So it was that for the remainder of the meal, Mark became her confidante, and sensing that she had nothing to lose she told him the whole story including the background to becoming a member of ESOA and engaging in all the sexual shenanigans and fantasy role-playing in which the group indulged.

To say he was intrigued would be an understatement; he was fascinated by her revelations and the descriptions she provided of the fake auctions, the ‘modeling’ sessions, the treatments to which she was subjected by different Dominatrix over the past couple of years only served to captivate him further. Since meeting her, he had always regarded her as ‘something special’ and now to hear her confess her history confirmed in his mind that Heidi with her skills and assets somehow needed to be encouraged to return to Cougar Springs so that the business would benefit from her insatiable appetite for fucking.

However, he felt that sitting, and talking with a weeping woman was not either the time or place to be discussing a business initiative or the sort of thing he could say out loud, so he just kept his responses to her confessions as sympathetic comments to her being subjected to having to live in situations that she might rather not be living. He decided to try a different approach.

“So, tell me honestly, what does your husband think of all this, uh, what you’re doing?”

She brightened up, “Hmm, my Dale. Well, we’ve been through a lot since we first met but we have always been very honest with each other. We are kindred spirits and we soon learned that we had a lot of shared interests. I guess when we found out that I couldn’t have kids, that was the time that we realized there was no harm in my fucking around with other men and Dale certainly got a kick out of seeing me do so, especially as when we got into the company of other like-minded people that he got his share of other women. At the end of the day, we knew we would always have each other to love, no matter what.”

“He must be some kind of understanding guy though to let you do what you’re doing though.”

“Yes he is but I think that this latest prank of ours might just have gone a little too far and I worry that things might have got a little out of hand.”

“How do you mean?”

“Well, this was all meant to be a bit of fun. You know, this play-acting thing with Robert and me being sold to him as his plaything. It sounded like a good idea at the time but then Robert made it all official by making proper legally-binding contracts and letting us both know that there would be consequences if I tried to leave him, my ‘master’. It was kinda scary the way Robert acted once I was in his so-called care and although I have had a lot of fun being bossed about by Robert there have been times I wish we had never gone down this path. I do miss my husband, I miss him a lot.”

“Yeah, I hear what you say. I’ve had a lot of dealings with Robert over the years and he can be unpleasant and, despite what he thinks about himself, he is not a very reliable business partner anyway; I don't fully trust him, none of us do, but that’s no concern of yours, tell me, where is your husband now; when was the last time you saw him?”

“Well, I’m guessing right now he is back home in Philly. He travels a lot with his business and I’m never too sure where or when he might be at any one time. We both love travel, which is a reason why this ‘selling me’ to go off on my own seemed like an OK idea. What would be the difference where I was if he was going to be away from home for a stretch if you know what I mean?”

This was said with less conviction than she would have liked for Mark detected in her tone that she wasn’t being entirely honest about her situation. He was intrigued.

"Sounds as if you two are quite the couple; your Dale must be quite the guy."

She gave a slight smile to hear his name being spoken by someone who was a stranger to her husband. She looked around to check that nobody was taking an interest in their conversation and then reached into her purse and withdrew a small wallet which she subtly slid across the table, saying, " … yes he is, that's my Dale."

Mark recognized her subterfuge and discretely took and opened the wallet that revealed a flattering picture of her husband. He focussed and did a double-take, "Hey, I know this guy. He looks a lot like a guest I spoke with here a while ago. Yep, no mistaking those noble features," he said with a laugh.

Jacqui shushed him, fearful that someone might overhear … but nobody around was taking any notice. He passed the wallet back and said, "No worries, your secret is safe with me … but it was him, wasn't it, no, don't answer that, I tell you how I know. I was in the back office when they were checking him out on the cameras as he seemed a bit agitated when he registered. The back office soon clocked him as just being a 'newbie', someone who was unsure of what was going to happen, and we all laughed about it but I have to tell you that I never forget a face. It was him, wasn't it?"

She gave a slight nod, fearful that he might know of the 'no husband/partner' rules of the house but, if he was aware, he didn't mention it, neither did he share his amused thought that a husband would be paying someone else for the privilege of fucking his wife.

But he did share the thought that their time together was limited and that maybe they would be better employed by leaving the dining table and making their way to her apartment where he promised he would give her something other to think about rather than having her being sad. She brightened up at that suggestion and so once back to her apartment and in her element, she employed every trick in her book that ensured they both enjoyed happy endings at Cougar Springs.


It was a few weeks later with Jacqui (aka 'Slave Heidi') back in the 'care' of Robert in New Orleans that the result and invention of Mark's devious mind arrived on Dale's desk in the form of an elaborate envelope, date-marked Las Vegas. Dale wasn't in the office to receive it, once again he was on a business trip somewhere up in New England leaving Karen to deal with the mail in his absence.

She opened the envelope and was fascinated to see it was a gilt-edged invitation to attend and participate in an auction at a ranch going by the name of Cougar Springs; the same name as on the receipts she had been processing. There was only going to be one 'lot' on offer, a 5-day vacation at the ranch with 'full butler service' being provided by the most qualified employee of the ranch, Heidi, a photograph of whom appeared in the accompanying literature. She looked at the picture in the pamphlet and then at the framed portrait on the desk; there was no doubt in her mind, it was the same person!

Meanwhile back in Nevada, Mark was looking at a copy of the same invite and was feeling pleased with himself at how his little scheme was progressing. Firstly, the negotiations with Robert, part of the restructuring of the business at Cougar Springs, had been completed to their mutual satisfaction which had resulted in him 'buying out' the contract that Robert held with Dale. Now, unbeknown to either Jacqui or Dale, 'Slave Heidi' now belonged to him.

Secondly, the auction invitation sent to Dale was in reality a sham; a ruse to get Dale back to Cougar Springs so that he, Mark, could in a perverse fashion reward and properly treat his favorite girl. There was to be no other 'winning bidder' than Dale.

Thirdly, and again something that had not been shared with anyone was that once the auction had been completed and the prize had been fulfilled, it was all part of his plan to introduce Heidi, to his other business associate, Jorge, a wealthy and cultured Mexican who had expressed a desire to properly meet 'this lady who could be a valuable asset to my interests back in Cancun'.

Jacqui, Dale, Karen, Mark, and now Jorge, each in their own way was destined to have 'exciting times ahead.'