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“But I will be too loose for Kyle.” She begged, her fingers poised at her opening.

“You really want his dirty cock after it’s been in both his sister’s pussies?” Kara said, as she pushed two fingers into her.

“Please, I’m begging you.” Patricia said, tears of frustration in her eyes.

“Are you sure you want this lose cunted whore?” Kara asked, spreading her opening wide with her fingers as she pulled them out.

“I will need my sisters to get me hard before I can do a proper job of it.” I said, and Katie’s eyes lit up.

“Lay back there and be ready. We are going to get him right to the brink so he can use you as the cum dump you are.” Kara said, as Katie took my cock in her mouth.

They took turns taking me into their mouths but didn’t do what she threatened, only taking me to total hardness then slowly stroking me with their hands while they teased Patricia.

“Pull that but plug out and tighten up as much as you can, so he might want to cum in you again someday.” Kara said, as she pointed my cockhead at Patricia’s opening.

I was holding myself up over her as my head pushed between her folds. I waited for her to look into my eyes before mouthing ‘I love you.” and plunging into her pussy with a grunt. I slid my forearms under her arms, gripped her shoulders, and ploughed into her, making her moan with each powerful thrust. Even as hard as I was fucking her, she kept her eyes on mine. The connection between us never broke even as the droplets of sweat dripped from my chin onto her chest.

I sped up with each thrust driving her higher and higher, as my own orgasm seemed a long way off after two intense climaxes already that night. “Fuck me, my love.” she said as she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into a kiss.

My lower half kept moving, driving my hips into her as she held onto the kiss and her toes started to curl. Finally, I pulled back from her lips, gasping for air as I pounded into her and watched her as she began to orgasm. Funny, but as soon as I felt her pussy contractions around my shaft, I felt my balls tighten, ready to deliver their cream.

“I’m gonna cum.” I said, my grasp on English rattled by the strength of my orgasm.

“Fill my pussy, baby.” She said as I lowered my jerking body on top of hers.

She held me tightly as she stroked my head and kept my cock inside her until it finally softened and came out with a plop. Patricia rolled me to the side and went to lick off our juices, but Kara pushed her back down and took my cock in her mouth, sucking it into the back of her mouth and licking me clean. Katie undid her collar while Kara moved between her legs and licked her pussy deeply, soaking up any of my sperm inside.

“Well, sister, it looks like you are one of the club now.” Kara said, as she kissed her.

She reached around Kara’s neck and pulled her in for a kiss that made both Katie and me blush. she pinched her nipple with her fingers then slid them down to her pussy, making squelching sounds as she fingered her.

“It’s a wonderful club to be in.” She said, her fingers still inside a gasping Kara.

We all showered together and dressed before opening the outer doors and walking through the dark house to our suites. Patricia was almost purring when she sipped in beside me in my bed, and I was asleep in seconds after a quick kiss from her.

The next day we went water skiing and snorkelling and lay on the beach soaking up the sun and decompressing from all the decisions for the last few weeks. Patricia looked too hot in her white bikini and even better when it was wet. I tried to keep my eyes off my sister during the day, but each caught me peeking a time or two.

After dinner with all the assistants and George, we graciously retired to have a smoke. Once the outer doors closed, Patricia took off all our clothes and dropped to her knees in front of Kara with her nose right in the folds of her pussy. Kara fixed the collar around her neck and led her out into the den. She crawled on her hands and knees up behind Katie, who stopped and spread her cheeks.

“Lick me good and put that glass buttplug in there.” Katie said, as Kara paused for her to do her task.

She then led her over to lick on my cock but pulled her away after only a few seconds and took her to the bathroom. She led her into the shower, and she let out a small stream before Kara washed it away with the hand shower then sprayed her pussy with the cold water.

“Time for a shave. You have too much stubble.” Kara said, using the soap to lather up her pussy lips.

Kara took some time shaving Patricia clean using two fingers inside her pussy to reach all the edges. When she was happy, she rinsed her pussy with cold water making Patricia shy away, but the result was revealed, and her landing strip was no more.

“Look bare as a baby’s bottom.” Kara said, as she rolled Patricia onto her back and opened her legs.

“OK, now she can do mine.” Katie said, taking the lead and pulling her back into the bathroom as Kara came over to me with a drink.

“I want you in my ass. Anything Patricia can do; I can do better.’ Kara said, playing with my stiffening cock.

We sat there smoking and sipping our drinks, watching the two splashing around in the shower. Then, finally, they emerged from the bathroom, Katie’s pussy a perfect bald match.

“This feels so sexy. I think I will get it lasered like this permanently next time we are in the city.” Katie said, as she pulled Patricia’s face into her crotch.

“You could get it done tomorrow. We have a machine here on the island.” Patricia said, as she sent for another lick through Katie’s folds

“OK, my turn, after you put this Buttplug in me.” Kara said, as she handed a glass Buttplug to Patricia, whose eyes went wide.

“Are you sure?” She asked, as she was led to the bathroom.

“I’m taking Kyle in my ass tonight, and I’m going to be ready.” Kara answered as she bent forward, waiting for Patricia to lick her rosebud.

Kara shied away the first time before taking hold of the toilet seat and pressing back on the intruder. Then, after licking around her backdoor, She pressed the plug to her ass and pushed. Patricia pushed again, and the muscles opened up and stretched around the plug. Another push and it was in the ass ring snapping in tight around the base of the plug.

Patricia soaped up Kara and shaved her clean using three fingers to flatten her outer lips for a close shave. She slowly sank the fingers inside her pussy helped by the juices bubbling from her opening. She withdrew and added a fourth finger before pushing them all into her palm, her thumb the only thing keeping her hand out of Kara’s pussy.

“I should push my whole hand inside here and wreck you forever.” Patricia said, and jammed her fingers inside Kara.

“Then I would put my whole arm up your ass and break that dirty hole too.” Kara said, before a moan escaped her lips.

Kara pulled herself away from Patricia’s hand and led her to the couch before having her lap at Katies pussy while she fixed us all a drink. She even made one for Patricia, except she served it in a bowl on the floor. But I couldn’t resist licking her upturned pussy as she drank from the dish.

“Now lick my bottom, so it’s nice and wet for Kyle’s cock.” Kara said as she pulled out the Buttplug and bent over the couch.

Patricia licked between the globes of her bottom and left her glistening with her spit, then took my hard cock in her mouth and covered it with more. Finally, she moved to the side to allow me between Kara’s legs and helped aim my prick at the target.

“Oh, easy big boy.” Kara said, as I pressed my knob against her rosebud.

“Just slam it home. She can take it.” Patricia said, but had her hand on my stomach, holding me still.

I eased forward a little, and her muscle expanded around my head before snapping closed again. “Oh, God, that’s big.” Kara said, as she flinched.

“You can do it, Kara, and it will be the best feeling when you have him all inside you.” Patricia said, reaching under her and playing with her clit.

I was worried about hurting her as every man she had ever known had done before me. But she seemed to want this, and I would try for her. Patricia stroked my shaft to keep me hard, and I pressed forward again. My cockhead pressed into her, and she slowly opened around the head. Another gentle push, and the head slipped in.

“Are you all the way in yet?” Kara asked, her voice shaking.

“Almost.” Katie lied, as she had Kara’s face in her lap.

I began rocking in and out with small motions, and Patricia stopped me any time Kara flinched away. She dropped another blob of spit on my shaft and smeared it around with her fingers while she continued to play with her clit. It took a long while until I was almost in, and Kara was struggling to take me.

“Only an inch to go, and you can’t take it. It looks like you’re going to be my pet from now on. Can’t even take a cock up your ass.” Patricia said, slapping Kara’s ass cheek as she spoke.

“Fuck you. You are my little alley cunt.” Kara said, and pushed back on my cock, burying it to the root.

I gripped her by the hips and held myself deep in her to let her get used to my full cock. Patricia slid under her and lapped on her clit and my balls as Katie opened her legs and let Kara press her face into her pussy.

“Well, I think I’m going to stick to cock in my pussy after that.” Katie said, as she placed her hands on the back of Kara’s head.

“But God, it feels beautiful.” I said, as I slowly started fucking Kara’s tight backdoor.

I went very slowly at first and Patricia was eating Kara’s pussy while I fucked her ass. I stayed at a nice slow pace that Kara looked comfortable with, if her hips rocking was anything to go by. After that, I sped up a bit, but her tight opening took me to the brink.

“Oh, Sis, your tight bum is going to make me cum.” I said, as I gripped her hips and shoved my cock in deep.

“Fuck me, Kyle. I’m coming.” She said, as her ass started contracting around my shaft.

My body jerked forward, almost knocking her over, then I let go of a load of cum bigger than any before in my life. It just kept pumping into her ass until she had to stop me with her hand.

“Pull out of me so kitty cat can lick us clean.” She said, as I withdrew and left a creampie behind.

Kara pulled herself away from Patricia’s hand and led her to the couch before having her lap at Katie’s pussy while she fixed us all a drink. She even made one for Patricia, except she served it in a bowl on the floor. But I couldn’t resist licking her upturned pussy as she drank from the dish.

“Now lick my bottom, so it’s nice and wet for Kyle’s cock.” Kara said as she pulled out the butt plug and bent over the couch.

Patricia licked between the globes of her bottom and left her glistening with her spit, then took my hard cock in her mouth and covered it with more. Finally, she moved to the side to allow me between Kara’s legs and helped aim my prick at the target.

“Oh, easy big boy.” Kara said, as I pressed my knob against her rosebud.

“Just slam it home. She can take it.” Patricia said, but had her hand on my stomach, holding me still.

“Oh, God, that’s big.” Kara said, as she flinched. I eased forward a little, and her muscle expanded around my head before snapping closed again.

“You can do it, Kara, and it will be the best feeling when you have him inside you.” Patricia said, reaching under her and playing with her clit.

I was worried about hurting her, as every man she had ever known before me had done. But she seemed to want this, and I would try for her. Patricia stroked my shaft to keep me hard, and I pressed forward again. My cockhead pressed into her, and she slowly opened around the head. Another gentle push and the head slipped in.

“Are you all the way in yet?” Kara asked, her voice shaking.

“Almost.” Katie lied, as she put Kara’s face in her lap.

I began rocking in and out with small motions, and Patricia stopped me any time Kara flinched away. She dropped another blob of spit on my shaft and smeared it around with her fingers while she continued to play with her clit. It took a long while until I was almost in, and Kara was struggling to take me.

“Only an inch to go and you can’t take it. It looks like you’re going to be my pet from now on. Can’t even take a cock up your ass.” Patricia said, slapping Kara’s ass cheek as she spoke.

“Fuck you. You are my little alley cunt.” Kara said, and pushed back on my cock, burying it to the root.

I gripped her by the hips and held myself deep in her to let her get used to my full cock. Patricia slid under her and lapped on her clit and my balls as Katie opened her legs and let Kara press her face into her pussy.

“Well, I think I’m going to stick to my pussy after that.” Katie said, as she placed her hands on the back of Kara’s head.

“But God, it feels beautiful.” I said, as I slowly started fucking Kara’s tight backdoor.

I went very slowly at first and Patricia was eating Kara’s pussy while I fucked her ass. I stayed at a nice slow pace that Kara looked happy with, if her rocking hips was anything to go by. After that, I sped up a bit, and her tight opening took me to the brink.

“Oh, Sis, your tight bum is going to make me cum.” I said, as I gripped her hips and shoved my cock in deep.

“Fuck me Kyle. I’m coming too.” She said, as her ass started contracting around my shaft.

My body jerked forward, almost knocking her over, then I let go of a load of cum bigger than any before in my life. It just kept pumping into her ass until she had to stop me with her hand.

“Pull out of me so kitty cat can lick us clean.” She said, as I withdrew and left a cream pie behind.

Patricia sucked my cock into her mouth as my last wad of sperm oozed out of my shaft, and then she licked Kara clean before taking us all into the shower. On the last day on the Island, Kara was still walking funny, and Katie and Patricia were teasing her mercilessly. The girls all got laser treatments on their pubic hair, and I was off-limits for the last night because they were all a little sore.

“We have a charity auction for a homeless foundation tomorrow night, then on to Canada for a few days.” Patricia said as we reached altitude on our way to LAX.

“It will be fun seeing you in a nice dress and holding on to your arm.” I said, and Patricia blushed.

“We have a red-carpet event in LA for the movie our studio produced, and you all will be expected to attend.” Lakshmi said, and looked like she was worried about Patricia coming out on my arm.

“We are not making some big announcement about Kyle and Patricia dating, but if anyone asks; our private life is private. Make them understand that’s a hard and fast rule.” Kara said, and the assistants all nodded.

“They will speculate anyway, so when they are out together, let them talk. The family as a whole won’t comment.” Katie said, and looked down at her book, subject closed.

We got to the hotel late at night and took the whole floor which made the job easier for the security guards who just had to keep an eye on the lift and stairs. Once inside the rooms, Patricia took off her suit and my clothes and waited for the connecting doors to open. It only took a few more minutes for the door to be flung open and Kara and Katie to walk into our room holding only a glass of champagne.

“A quick nightcap before bed.” She said, as she handed a glass to me and held out the lead and collar for Patricia.

Kara stood at the end of the bed with one foot on it and her legs apart as she sipped on her drink. Patricia put on her collar and dropping to her knees between Kara’s legs, looked up to her waiting for an order.

“My pussy’s dripping kitty cat.” She said, and Patricia started licking her while Katie pushed me back on the bed, straddling my hips.

“You can lick my bottom and Kyle’s balls when you have gotten her off, pussy cat.” Katie said as she lowered herself onto my shaft.

I was a happy man with Kara and Katie sleeping on each side of me and Patricia curled up on the foot of the bed. She worked her way between Kara and me later in the night and had her breasts pressed into my side, her favourite sleeping position. Kara pushed into her back until morning.

We had more meetings in the morning then hair and makeup for the girls in the afternoon as they prepared for the charity event that night. It was nice for them to do it as a trial run for the red-carpet tomorrow afternoon. I had only one security guy follow me as I went shopping for something for my girls to wear tonight. The Rolex dealer’s shelves were empty when I went in, but all the watch dealers up and down the street had brand new watches stacked in their cases.

The first thing I saw was a beautiful Rolex Datejust Royal Pink Gold & Diamond that had Katie written all over it. Then I spotted an excellent clean-looking Rolex Rolex Datejust in platinum with diamonds on the dial, bezel, and bracelet. It was perfect for Kara and not over-the-top flashy. The next guy behind me had an extremely rare Factory Set Rolex Lady Datejust 18k Yellow Gold Ruby & Diamonds. The red of the rubies would match Patricia’s dress tomorrow night. I was about to leave when I saw the Richard Mille McLaren Limited Edition and had to stop as I had seen it on the arm of the F1 drivers, and it looked even better on me. Hell, it looked incredible, it should because when I asked the price, they said eight hundred grand plus, so I shook my head and left.

“I will take those for you Sir.” Max said, as I was about to leave the store.

“You don’t have to carry my shopping Max.” I said, as I did not want to make him look like the hired help.

“Kyle, you have over two hundred thousand dollars’ worth of untraceable watches in a paper bag with string handles in your hand. I would be much less nervous if I carried them in my backpack next to my spare gun.” Max said, and he had a point.

“OK, your call.” I said, as we both had a little chuckle.

I got back to the room, and the girls were nowhere near ready, still trying on dresses, looking for the perfect one for tonight, without looking too much like the one Margaret had prepared for the red carpet. I picked that time to give them the watches in the hope not to spoil a dress they had picked out but didn’t go with the watch.

“You have good taste brother; I have seen some of these at the club over the years. You get to be a bit of a watch person so you can spot the guys with money. And you have to be able to spot a fake even in a dark room.” Kara said, letting us in on some of the stripper secrets.

“Oh, it’s beautiful Kyle, I love it.” Katie said, kissing me in just her panties, nothing else.

“Kyle, it’s too much.” Patricia said, as she stared at the open green box.

“You don’t like the red. I thought it would go with the dress tomorrow?” I asked, but her eyes started to water.

“No, it’s perfect.” She said, as Kara went to her with a tissue.

“Now, don’t spoil your makeup. Just get on your knees and suck his cock without spoiling your lipstick. He can have your ass later as a thank you.” Kara said, slapping her on her beautiful bare bottom.

She hugged me with the box still in her hand and started to drop to her knees. “I will take your ass later as a thank you, but at the moment, I would appreciate it more if I didn’t have to wait another hour for you girls to do their hair and makeup again.” I said, as I pulled her back to her feet.

“You didn’t get yourself something,” Patricia said, as I put on my jacket.

I did see an RM McLaren, but it was like eight hundred and change, too expensive. But I could have gone for the one Daniel Ricardo wears, but I don’t think you can even buy it if you want it.

“Kyle, you can have whatever watch you want. You can save the McLaren as an everyday watch and something special for wearing out. You have a black Amex.” Patricia said, as the girls all put on each other’s watches and admired them.

It did take another twenty minutes for the last-minute dress change, and we were off. The limo pulled up outside the venue, and we were hit with twenty or so paparazzi snapping shots of everyone on the way into the charity. The head of the foundation, Andrew, took us on a tour, and we all were very impressed with the work helping the homeless in the state.

“Where do you get your funding?” Kara said, as we ended the tour.

“This is one of the main events for the calendar. It makes up around half of our year’s funding, and the rest come from phone donations.” He said, as he was about to address the audience.

We took a seat out in front of the audience in chairs that were reserved for us. Andrew spoke very passionately about the foundation and thanked the donated items being auctioned today. Kara and Katie were both moved by the homeless children in the pictures, and I just got angry when I saw ex-service personnel in cardboard boxes on the footpath. It’s bullshit that they get asked to protect our country then are forgotten about the second they get home.

“You can show your support by buying some of the incredible here tonight or donate later if you like.” Patricia said, as she saw me cringe at some of the photos.

“I can’t believe those service men and women have been forgotten.” I said, taking her hand in mine.

Many of the first items were artwork by people I had not even heard of, and Patricia pointed out a few that she knew were going for less than they were really worth, so I had a bid. I even won a few but was happy to keep up the value, so the charity got the correct money. Then Katie gasped beside me, making Kara and me turn.

“What is it, Katie?” I asked, as she quickly searched the catalogue in her hand.

“It’s Steve McCurry’s lens.” She said, but I had no idea what that was supposed to mean.

“So?” Kara said, precisely what I was thinking.

“The Afghan girl on the cover of National Geographic with the haunting eyes.” She said, and it hit me.

“Fuck, even I know that one. Is that the camera he used?” I asked, as she was thumbing through, trying to find it, her hands shaking.

“Fuck it. One hundred thousand.” I yelled as the auctioneer was asking for sixty thousand already.

“It’s the lens he used to take the photo, the actual one.” Katie said, looking at me.

“One twenty, I yelled, when the other bidder went up five thousand.

“One Forty.” I said, after the other bidder paused for an age.

“Going, Going, Sold.” He said, and Katie stood up, her catalogue and phone clattering onto the floor as she hugged me.

“I think you will be in even more demand by the celeb’s to be shot with that lens.” I said, as I kissed her on the cheek.

Kara bid on some beautiful jewellery, and I was about to order us all another drink when the picture came up on the screen behind the auctioneer.

“Fuck me.” came out of my mouth without any thought on my behalf.

“That’s nice.” Kara said, and put her hand up.

“It’s Carroll Shelby’s Cobra.” I said, and Kara put her hand up again, and it was already over a million dollars.

“So, it’s a Shelby Cobra.” Patricia said, you already have one at the house in Pasadena.

“No, it’s Carroll’s Cobra, his personal-built super snake. It’s going to go for four or five million, so you can stop bidding any time, Kara.” I said, as my head went down.

“Four million.” Patricia said, as she pushed my hand with the paddle up.

“But.”

“Do you want to help those ex-service guys or not?” She asked, and pushed my hand up again at four and a half million.

“Can we cover this?” I asked, looking at her.

“I will arrange the wire transfers for the cash after the auction.” She said.

“Going once, going twice.” the auctioneer called, and Kara nudged me.

I put up my paddle, and the crowd gasped. “Five.” I said, and they all went quiet as the auctioneer called for more bids.

“Going, Going. You won’t see this on the auction block again any time soon. Going, Going, Sold!” He said, and I sat back in my seat, blown away, as I never in my wildest dreams thought I could own such a beautiful car.

“I can’t thank your family enough. The auction would have never been the success it was without your bidding.” Andrew said later, as he handed me the keys to the car.

“You trust me with it already, even before I have paid for it.” I asked, as I looked at the images on the big screen.

“If I can’t trust the children of Mr. Tripp’s, then I can never trust anyone. The car is in the basement carpark with a guard next to it.” He said, and looked up at the photo that I was looking at with a pained expression.

“Do you know that guy?” I asked, pointing at the man sitting in a mound of garbage with a prosthetic leg showing out the bottom of his dirty torn pants.

“Yes, that’s Marco. He was special forces in Afghanistan ten years ago until he lost that leg below the knee. Then he couldn’t find work, turned to the drink, pushed his wife away. It’s a familiar story for vets.” Andrew said, and I just wanted to punch something so bad.

“Patricia, do you have a spare phone in your bag?” I asked, as she came up behind me, looking up at the same picture twenty feet above us.

“Andrew, could you give him this phone and see if he would like some work, there would be a lot of training and other conditions like sobriety and drug screens, but if he is interested, he can deliver my phone back in person. If not, he has a phone to call his family or sell if he likes.” I said, hoping to directly help one guy at least out of the night.

Patricia held onto my arm as we packed into the lift with Kara, Katie, and Max, who held onto the jewellery and the lens boxes. The doors opened, and the flashes started going off in our faces as we made our way to the car. It was magnificent with the two fans in the front air intake and twin superchargers, this thing was the boss.

“It’s all yours, Sir.” The guard said, as I got in the driver’s seat and Kara guided Patricia to the other.

I started the car as our limo picked up Kara and Katie behind us. I let the car rumble away beneath me before revving the engine a little to let the Pap’s know to get out of the way. I took it steadily, getting out of the car park, and was just warming up the motor. When I got to the highway, I let her have her head, and she hit one sixty in an instant. I backed off and looked over to see Patricia’s hair blowing in the wind while she was looking at her phone.

“I will just ring the insurance people.” She yelled, as she put her phone to her ear.

I drove around for a little while when I spotted a road winding up a rise, just begging for a super snake to stretch its legs. I turned up the road, and Patricia griped my thigh. The car was just as fast up the hill as it was on the flat, and the superchargers were really able to kick in. That’s when I saw the flashing lights over the next rise.

“License and registration.” He said, as he came up beside the car.

“Sorry, sir, I just won this car at a charity auction, and I don’t have the registration papers. Here is my license.” I said, as I handed over the card.

“How much did you bid?” He asked suspiciously.

“I had to bid five million to get it.” I said, and he looked no more convinced.

“I know these are expensive, but five million?” He said, and I couldn’t blame him.

“It’s Carroll’s personal super snake. Here are the photos of us leaving the auction a few minutes ago on ET’s website.” I said, showing him Patricia’s phone.

He took a look and even flipped through some more pages before giving us the phone back.

“What the hell does it have under the hood?” He asked, moving to the front of the car with the other officer.

“Twin supercharged 427 V8. I said as I opened the hood, wanting to look for myself.

“Dam, that’s beautiful. Mind if I take a picture for my son, he will flip out.” The other officer said, pulling out his phone.

“Go ahead, and I’m sorry for coming up the hill like that. I’m happy to pay whatever the fine is.” I said, now that the papers didn’t seem to be a problem.

“I can’t fine you. No one will ever believe the speed you did up that hill. We get a few boy racers each night coming up here, but you were doing twice the best ever recorded, and we can’t even use it. Besides, we would have to impound the car and crush it. And I’m not doing that to this car. So, on your way and slow the fuck down.” the first officer said, and I got back in the car and idled away like a good boy.

We drove down to Danny’s house in Pasadena, and Patricia hit some buttons on the control panel, and the gate rolled back, and I drove up to an incredible house with a huge, curved driveway.

“Watch this.” Patricia said, as she punched in some numbers into a keypad in the post next to us.

The floor under us moved, and we were lowered into an underground carpark that could hold at least forty cars and was well over half full. When the lift stopped, I drove off, and it went back up behind us. I drove past one luxury car after another as I parked next to a small man.

“Kyle, this is Robert. He looks after all of your cars here on the estate. I asked him to be here so we can go over how you would like him to restore this new car.” Patricia said, and Robert pulled a bright white rag out of his pocket.

“I don’t want this car restored at all, and I like it just the way it is.” I said, and Robert opened the hood.

“It’s Carroll’s snake, and I agree it’s perfect the way it is. Touching it would kill the value.” Robert said, as I looked over his shoulder.

“I like your taste in cars. Danny had a good eye too.” He continued, as he pulled out the dipstick and smelt the oil.

“So, you do the upkeep on all the cars here?” I asked, as I noticed Patricia heading up the stairs behind us.

“Maintenance and some restoration, but I sent off some things to restorers I know and trust. That’s where the other ten cars are at the moment.” He said, and to my count, almost filled the garage.

“I will have to have a full tour next time I’m in town and not in the middle of the night.” I said, not wanting to hold up Robert too long.

“That’s my job, Kyle, if you don’t mind me calling you that. Whenever you need a car, just ring me, and I will have it ready for you day or night and if you get into a scrape, ring me, and I will get my guys to pick it up. The tow companies will probably do more damage dragging it on and off their trucks than the crash itself.” Robert said, his dedication plain to see.

“Will do, Robert, and thank you for looking after her for me.” I said, handing him the keys.

I found Patricia in the kitchen talking on her phone, and when I got to her, she kissed me and took my hand.

“Your sisters are waiting at the hotel for us to get back. They want to hold me down while you have your way with my bottom. Little do they know I won’t need any holding.” Patricia said with a smile, as she ran her hand over my expanding cock.

Patricia entered the room with her card, and we found two naked bottoms pointing our way as they were watching a dirty movie and drinking champagne on the bed. Patricia took off my clothes and then hers as she slid onto the bed between my sisters and put her hand between both their legs on the way.

“We are hungry, order some food before we watch you get your ass pounded, kitty cat.” Kara said as she fitted Patricia’s collar.

Patricia ordered food and brought back some drinks for us as I kissed both of my sister’s beautiful bottoms. She gave me my drink, then dropped to her knees and licked and sucked my cock.

“Lick Kara’s ass.” I said, with authority, and she complied without question, bringing low moans from her.

“My turn, Kitty cat.” Katie said, and spread her cheeks with her hands.

“Go and get the food. Here’s twenty dollars for the tip, and tell them you will double the tip if he fingers your pussy.” Kara said, when we heard the knock in Patricia’s room.

She stalled at the connecting door before taking a deep breath and walking to the door with the lead hanging from the collar. We watched through a crack in the door as a wide-eyed bell boy pushed in the cart and then went white at Patricia’s request. His shaky hands gave away his inexperience as he fumbled at her crotch, rubbing between her legs as his pants bulged out even more.

I put on a robe and stepped out the other door to greet the bell boy as he exited her room. I gave him another hundred dollars and asked if he would never talk about the lady in room 401, and he was smiling and agreed to keep the memory to himself. When I went back into the room, Patricia was just pushing open the connecting door with the cart of food with a very blushed face.

As we ate, Kara and Katie teased Patricia about making the young man come in his pants. But I noticed that Patricia’s pussy was glistening with moisture as she packed the dishes back on the cart. I came up behind her and gripped her by the hips, sliding my cock between her thighs and under her wet pussy.

“Looks like it’s time to pay up for that watch.” Katie said, pushing the trolley out into the hallway while she was naked as the day she was born.

“Can I have him in my pussy first? I’m dripping?” She asked as I gripped her hips tighter and ran my cock between her pussy lips.

“You can have two strokes in your dirty hole. Then he rams it up your ass.” Kara said, holding on to my cock and pushing it up to her opening.

I pushed in and pounded her for two or three short pumps before Kara pulled me out and aimed my cockhead at her backdoor. I was easing into her when Kara pushed on my ass, making me thrust into Patricia’s bottom in one stroke.

“Oh, I love you, Master.” She said, as I started pumping my cock into her.

“Play with your clit, because I’m not waiting for you this time.” I said, making her rush to try to achieve her own orgasm.

I quickly powered towards my orgasm as Kara took Patricia’s hand away from her pussy and placed it on her own. She pressed Patricia’s face to her breast and demanded that she suck her nipple. I didn’t hold back my climax as I had the feeling that Kara and Katie had other plans for my girlfriend.

I pulled out, and Kara had Patricia clean me up to watch them using her to reach their own orgasms. By the end of the night, Patricia was shaking with need, and I took her back to our room to get a good night’s sleep. We showered and slipped under the covers.

“Come up here and let me give you that orgasm you need.” I said, as she pressed her hard nipples into my side.

“But you look like you are done for the night.” She said, as she lifted my spent cock.

“My mouth still works fine.” I said, pulling her on top of me and planting a passionate kiss on her lips.

I lovingly kissed my way down her chest and over her stomach as she moved her body up over me and straddled my face. I licked and kissed my way down over her mound to find her wet pussy lips waiting for my attention. She was breathing heavily as I licked along between her folds, and she bucked against my face when I grazed my tongue over her clit.

I pressed two fingers to her opening, and she quickly dropped her weight onto them, planting them into the max. She gyrated her hips as I licked on her clit, quickly bringing her to a shattering climax. I continued to play with her pussy and lick on her pussy until she pushed away from my face.

“Oh, I’m too sensitive for anymore, baby, but I love you so much for doing that for me.” She said, as she snuggled into my side.

“No, I hated doing it, but for you anything.” I joked, as I curled my arm around and cupped her breast. “I love you too.”

We ate breakfast in the room, looking out over the city. We dressed for some meetings in the morning before the girls spent the rest of the day getting ready for the Premier. I was walking through the lobby when my phone rang in my pocket.

“Kyle here; how can I help you.” I answered, when a low voice came on the other end.

“They gave me this phone and said to call this number because you might have a some work for me.” The voice said, but it sounded like he didn’t know what day it was.

“Marco, have you hit rock bottom yet.” I said, trying to stir up some emotions in him.

“What the fuck do you care.” He shouted back.

“I do care, and I want to help, but you have to want it, and I guess you have to ask yourself if you want a job?” I asked, knowing I was pushing him.

“What do I have to do to get this job?” He asked, the anger in his voice dropping a little.

“You have to get here. I’m in the lobby of the Bel-Air Hotel. If you can get yourself here, I will get you the rest of the way.” I said, knowing he would find it easier to turn me down.

“I only have one leg.” He said, playing the sympathy card.

“Then you will have to crawl. I thought the special forces guys were tough, but I guess I had it wrong.” I said, and I could see on my phone tracker that he had started moving my way.

“You are some prick.” He stated, but I could hear him puffing.

“Tougher than some special forces grunt.” I said, then I realized I had half the people in the lobby scowling at me.

“I can’t do it, and I’m going to have to pass.” he said, and I could see he had stopped only a few blocks away.

“I believe in you, and I know you can do it. Get your ass in here, soldier.” I yelled into the phone, even with everyone watching, as Kara, Katie, and Patricia gathered around me to show their support.

The red dot started moving again, and I watched as eventually, he passed the glass windows of the building hobbling on the bad leg. I was worried about how bad he looked in his very dirty army fatigues and thought his smell would be just as bad. I was sure the hotel staff would block his entrance, but they stood to the side looking at the manager when he passed through the door, wobbling on his bad leg and gasping.

“Here, let me help you, young man.” as an older lady who was dressed in some very expensive clothing offered him her arm.

“Well, he made it, now what.” She said, glaring at me defiantly, ignoring the smell of wine and other things I would rather not know about.

“We get him into a bath and burn those clothes.” I answered, and kissed her on the cheek, bringing a smile to her face.

Seemingly out of nowhere, the bell boy from last night came in and pulled Marco’s arm over his shoulder and headed to the elevator. I followed as he was helping him into Patricia’s room and turning on the bath, then opened a locked cupboard in the bathroom and took out a black garbage bag.

“I will get rid of these clothes. They just won’t do anymore.” The young man said, as he stuffed them into the bag.

“What’s your name, young man.” I asked, as we lowered Marco into the water, noticing the sores around the stump of his leg.

“Joseph, sir.” He replied, tossing the remainder of the clothes in the bag and held it out away from his body.

“Joseph, could you go and get something for Marco to wear when he gets out of this bath.” I said, handing him some cash from my pocket, and he hurried away.

“Could I speak to the manager, please? Good morning. I would like Joseph to personally look after the four suites for us for the remainder of our stay. He has been such a help to us, and I would love it if he were available whenever we are in town.” I said, returning the favour for his enthusiasm.

“That won’t be a problem Sir, I will see it happens.” The manager said, as I saw Marco trying to get out of the bath.

“Wait there a second, Marco. I will get you a chair because I don’t want to put that prosthetic back on just yet.” I said, as I grabbed a towel and robe and put it over the back of the chair.

When he was dried and in a robe, I sat on the chair opposite him and started to talk.

“I need another guard for my family. We have a small team, but I want to include my girlfriend in the detail’s responsibilities. I know you have a problem with alcohol and will need to go into rehab. I have arranged for you to go straight there, and they will sort out your leg and dry you out.” I said, and I could already tell he understood me better.

“I won’t be able to run very fast.” He said, and he looked down at his hands.

“Will you stand between my family and trouble? Will you protect them?” I asked, and his eyes lifted and his jaw set.

“With my life.” He said, with a look that told you he meant every word.

“I don’t know why you are doing this, but I will give you my all, you have my word. You can believe me; I have lost everything else dear to me, including my wife and son. My word is all I have left.” He said, and held out his hand.

“As soon as you are out of rehab, I need you on our private Island for training with Conner. He is a bit of an acquired taste, but as good as they get, it’s up to him when you are ready. Agreed?” I asked, and took his hand.

“Agreed.” He said, and we shook.

Joseph turned up with some clothes and a wheelchair, the young man proving every time he was worth my faith. We helped Marco in his new clothes, and Joseph wheeled him to the waiting minivan that the rehab centre had in the underground carpark.

Again, I was left waiting for the girls. I guess it’s the burden I have to bear for having three girls in the family, but this time they sent me to pick up the jewellery that had been loaned to us from all the big companies around LA. I spent the next two hours in the back of the limo visiting shops up and down Rodeo Drive.

I did get a chance to do a little shopping of my own as I checked out rings at James Allen’s. “I am looking for a ring that starts as three smaller rings then fits together to make one incredible Ring.” I said, to Toby, and he started to sketch out some ideas.

“Did you have a price in mind?” The first thing he asked was that I didn’t know; I had never even thought of doing this before.

“Just work up some ideas and send them to me, and we will talk about money. It’s supposed to be two month’s wages or something, but what’s that to a billionaire.” I said, and left him to it after changing a few things on the first drawing.

I was made to hand the jewellery through a cracked door and sat in the lobby for another hour while the ‘finishing touches’ were made, and they were finally on their way down. I didn’t see the doors open but saw all eyes in the lobby turn in their direction.

I couldn’t help it as my eyes started to water as three of the most beautiful ladies walked out of the elevator and strode across the lobby floor. They all smiled when they saw my face, as Patricia stopped in front of me. Her breathtaking red dress and matching watch, necklace, and earrings looked like something out of the movie we were going to see.

“Do I look presentable?” She asked, as I took her hand, afraid to kiss her that I would mess something up.

“Good enough to eat.” I said, as I kissed her on the neck.

“Well, I can’t wear anything under this dress, so I might hold you to that. She said, and took my arm.

“You all look so beautiful tonight. I have no idea how I’m going to keep my hands off you all.” I said, and there were smiles all around.

“You don’t have to. It’s dark in a theatre.” Katie said, taking Kara’s arm and then mine.

The night was as normal as something like this could be, except I noticed a young girl staring at me while we were on the red carpet. She wasn’t a reporter or trying to get the autograph of the actors. She just stood there looking at my sisters and me.

The three weeks of meetings ended without a hitch. I did visit Marco, and he was doing much better, and his stump area had healed well, and I arranged for any adjustments to be made. He would be on the Island in a week if he kept progressing the way he was.

“Conner, I have a new guy starting next week. I need you to put him through the paces. He has an injury that will never go away. We need to work around it to get the most of what he has left.” I said, as I slipped into the bar chair next to him.

“What, so I need to train your team now. Do I, sonny Jim?” Conner asked, as he waved to get me a drink.

“Well, you won’t lead my team, so the least you could do is put them through their paces, and I would like us to do some of it too.” I said, and his eyebrows lifted.

“What got you worried?” He asked, his tone now serious.

“It’s probably nothing, but I saw a girl scoping us out. She wasn’t a pap or an autograph hound, but she just looked funny.” I answered, sharing my fears.

“OK, so what’s his background, this new hire?” He asked, as he turned to me.

“He is special forces, lost a leg in Afghanistan below the knee and went down the toilet after that. I don’t want you drinking around him. He is a recovering alcoholic and always will be. He won’t be any good at running, though.” I said, waiting for Conner to dismiss him out of hand.

“He will fight better than most standing still. The special forces guys are as tough as shit. I will get the team to work around his shortcomings, but I doubt they will notice after a while.” He said, and I think he got what I was trying to do.

“I need Patricia inside the family cover too. She is a soft spot, and I want her protected. There are some loonies out there.” I said, and he broke out in a smile.

“Banging the help, my boy. Shit, good on ya.” He said, almost falling off the chair.

“Fuck you, dickhead. You’ve banged almost every girl on this Island.” I said, and slapped him on the shoulder, and left him to his beer.

After dinner with George and the other assistants, we moved to the smoker’s room entrance. I placed my thumb on the scanner, and the outer doors opened. Kara picked up the collar and handed it to Patricia, who put it on and proceeded to strip herself and then us. A naked Kara pressed her hand to the flat pad and the inner doors opened and the lights came on.

“How’s Marco’s rehab going?” Katie asked, as she poured us some drinks.

“All reports are good. The Doctor said military guys are good in the centre but easily fall back into bad habits in the real world.” I said, as I fingered Kara and motioned for Patricia to lick Katie’s pussy, who just sat down.

“We are not the real world, so we can keep him away from the stuff most of the time.” Kara said quick to come to his defence.

“We just need to realize that he may need to go through rehab a few times. A relapse is not unusual, according to the Doc.” I said, bringing down the expectations on Marco a little and hoping he wouldn’t disappoint me or himself too many times.

“We can handle it. The look in his eyes when you said you believed in him won’t leave me for a long time.” Patricia said, as she pulled her head up from Katie’s pussy.

“You just keep licking me. I need some loving.” Katie said, as she opened a package, she brought in with her.

Katie dumped out the contents of the bag onto the couch, and I saw Kara’s eyes light up as the array of sex toys that Katie had picked up was amazing. Kara picked up a vibrator with two heads and was very thin in the middle. The packaging said it was operated remotely and went into your ass and pussy at the same time.

“Get your bottom up here, kitty cat.” Kara said, as she unpacked the vibrator and pressed it against her pussy.

She wet one end in her pussy then slipped it in Patricia’s ass, before pressing the other end in her pussy. Taking the remote in her hand, she pressed a few buttons, and Patricia started to moan.

“Too high, too high.” Patricia said, as she tried to move her ass away from the vibrators.

“Just keep licking her ass and stop complaining.” Kara said, as she turned the vibrator up even higher.

Her moans were muffled as she wiggled her bottom, and Kara kept playing with the remote. Keeping her hot but not letting her orgasm. I moved between Kara’s legs, licking on her pussy to distract her. She was already wet and ready for me, so I moved up over her and placed my cockhead between her lips.

“Ohh… that’s good! Fuck me Brother, fuck me.” She said, as I thrust myself into her.

Kara gripped the back of my arms and pulled me closer, kissing me as I began to pound into her. I had her on the edge of orgasm within a few minutes, and when Katie slid a hand between us and played with her clit she exploded in climax, her pussy nibbling on my cock. My climax wasn’t far behind, as I planted myself deep inside her and let go of my sperm.

Patricia and Kara were in a sixty-nine when Katie came back with another drink. And we watched for a while with Katie playing with my cock until it rose again. She straddled my hips in a reverse cowgirl position, facing away from me and giving me the most incredible view of her ass.

I slipped a finger in her ass as she rode my cock, and we both watched Kara and Patricia licking each other’s pussies, Kara careful not to let her cum. When I pushed a second finger into Katie, she started to contract around my fingers and cock.

“Lakshmi is dying to be allowed into the smoker’s den.” Katie said, as she humped against my hand, hoping I would allow her to cum.

“Would she really be happy to be our slave?” Kara asked, while we enjoyed our smoke.

“Asking her that would give us away.” Katie said, and she was right. It could be dangerous to let anyone else into our weird little world.

We dressed before opening the outer doors and heading to our rooms for bed. Patricia wanted me to make love to her, but I was done for the night, but I promised to make it up to her in the morning. I woke up in the morning to her mouth already around my cockhead, breathing new life into my member. It didn’t take long for her to mount me and scratch the left-over itch she had from last night.

A week later, I was standing on the dock. “Welcome to the Island, Marco.” I said, as I held out my hand to the new addition to my security team, he was like a different man his clothes neatly pressed and shoulders back, other than the slight limp he every bit the soldier.

“Happy to be here. The ride was a bit nicer than I was used to. I’m usually in the back of a noisy cargo plane.” He said, as we walked back to the main house.

“I’ll take you to your accommodation to freshen up and then take you to meet Conner to start your orientation.” I said, as he followed me carrying his heavy bag.

“I can just drop this inside the door and get going. I’m keen to get started and keep my mind off anything else.” He said, and I was happy to oblige.

We walked past his bunkroom, and he dropped his gear. We went to the indoor gun range, and Conner was there when we entered.

“You must be Marco, I’m going to issue you a training weapon, and we can start going through some scenarios you might encounter and what your limitations might be. Max and his team are coming down a few at a time, so we can keep a patrol going around the Island.” Conner said, as he was all business today.

“I have a drinking problem, so I would rather be working, training, or asleep.” Marco said, looking into Conner’s eyes, and a moment passed between them.

“I have some of the same tendencies, so I’m going dry for this week. If I get grumpy, you now know why.” Conner said, and handed him a handgun and a small machine gun. “Are you OK with these?”

Marco stripped both down and put them back together while looking at Conner, his eyes never even glancing at his hands.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Conner said, and smiled at me.

“Told you. Kara, Katie, and Patricia will join me here later today to go through a disaster plan if all our protections go to shit. Can you two help us train for that?” I said, and Conner looked at me worried.

“It’s got you rattled.” Conner said, as he walked me to the door.

“No, it’s not the girl, it’s the whole celebrity thing, just like what happened to Lennon, JFK. You never know when someone might want to hurt the people I love. The girl was strange but not scary or anything, but it did get me thinking.” I replied, as I left him to work with Marco.

That afternoon we all walked into the training room to find it set up with tires and targets set up along the range. Max and Marco were working their way down the walls clearing each room. Marco looked like he was moving alright but was puffing more than Max for sure.

“He is doing great, the one leg slows him down a little and he runs out of steam because he is using the other leg for all the work. But he will never have to do this over and over again in the real world.” Conner said, his smile giving away that he was enjoying the challenge.

“Are you ready for us?” I asked, and Conner blew a whistle.

“Marco, take Kara, I’ll take Dickhead here, and Patricia you are with Joe and Katie go with Rob. Go through the pistol today, loading, clearing, and firing.” Conner said, and the fun began.

We spent the following few hours firing guns and learning how to reload and go again. Towards the end Conner and Marco took us through a course. One at a time, we went through the course with one of the instructors.

“You’re hit in the arm. Keep going.” Marco said, and used a rag to tie Kara’s arm to her belt.

“What shot number are you up to?” He asked and moved to the other corner.

“Three left.” She shouted, as she aimed around the corner.

“Then put three shots into the target at the end of the corridor.” He said, and moved back behind her.

She fired two shots, and the slide went back and stayed there.

‘I’m out, and we are dead.” She said, her shoulders dropping.

“If you give up, not only you die, but Katie and Patricia are behind you and will be next.” Marco said, and Kara started to fumble with her gun, trying to reload. Marco said, “Here is how you do it with only one good wing.”

Marco pushed the button on the side of the gun, and the empty magazine dropped out. He put the new clip between his thighs and placed the gun over it, then banged the butt on his stomach to seat the clip before pressing the button to let the slide load the next round.

Kara did the same thing and then unloaded the gun into the centre-mass of the target, getting a clap from the rest of the instructors. She held out her hand to Marco to help him up, then hugged him while he untied her other hand.

That night after dinner, we sat smoking in the Den, not fooling around but just enjoying being naked with my ladies.

“Did you get the feeling that wasn’t just a practice scenario?” Kara asked, as she blew out a smoke ring that got sucked into the panelling.

“His hands were shaking afterward, but he shot straight as a die during it.” I said, raising my eyebrows.

“I like having him around. In that worst-case shit, he’s who I would like to be next to.” Kara said.

“I hope it never comes to that, but I won’t be running away like that fucking pussy Branson.” I said, starting a round of giggles.

“We have another trip to Florida next week, and I think we should take Marco, he adds to the security detail, especially if when split up and go separate ways some days.” Patricia said, as we dressed to leave.

“I will ask Connor if he’s ready.” I said, fixing Patricia’s sleeve.

Marco joined us on the plane to Miami, and we landed and headed for the hotel. The suites were lovely, and the guards kept an eye on the elevator and stairs at all times. I asked that there be no alcohol in the detail’s rooms and telling Max to make it a rule from now on. He had no problem, and they could have a beer when they were off duty.

It was the third night when we had another event at a nightclub opening that our social media let it known we would be there together. We had a great night dancing together, especially Kara, who was built for this kind of place. As we were leaving, I spotted the same girl on the edge of the red carpet.

“Do we have a problem?” I asked, as I confronted her, with Marco coming up behind me when he saw my body language change.

She said nothing, just holding out a note for me. I took the folded piece of paper and scrunched it up. I thought about throwing it away but ended up putting it in my pocket, and when I turned back, she was gone.

“Everything alright sir?” Marco said, and I just smiled the best I could.

“All good, Marco. I know you had my back. You will have to start calling me Kyle at some point, you know.” I said, and he relaxed a little.

“Yes, Sir.” He said, limping towards the car.

I checked on him when we were back at the hotel, and he was on the first watch in the hall. I pulled a chair out of Patricia’s room, and demanded he sit.

“You can shoot from the chair, right?” I asked when he sat down.

“Yes, Sir.” He said, but I could see the relief on his face.

Back in the room, Kara and Patricia were still hyped up from all the dancing, but Katie noticed my pensive look.

“What is it, Kyle?” She asked, as she helped me off with my pants.

“That girl was there when we came out tonight, she slipped me a note.” I answered, as I searched my pocket for the paper.

“What did she say?” she asked, and the others gathered around.

“Nothing, just handed me this.” I said, as I opened the note.

“Fuck Me.” I said, and looked up at my family.

“What?” Kara said, coming around behind me.

“Fuck.” She said, when she finished reading it too. “It says, I know what you and your sister did, and we need to meet soon, and there is a phone number.” She added.

“Fucking Edwin!” Patricia yelled, her voice shaking.

“This is good.” I said, starting to think again.

“What are you saying! I’m the sister she is talking about.” Kara said, as she stomped around.

“She could have put it online or given it to the newspapers. She wants something. That’s good, really good.” I said, not as positive as I was making out.

“So, we meet her, right?” Katie said, sitting next to me.

“I will meet her. I don’t want any of you in danger.” I said, picking up my phone.

“We will all go.” Kara and Patricia said, together.

“Where and when.” I texted, and waited with my phone in my hand.

“Morningside Park 1 pm, I’ll find you, don’t bring the goons; I’m not here to hurt anyone.” The text read.

“Doesn’t make me feel any better, I’m betting every axe murderer says the same thing.” Kara said, putting her robe on and cuddling up to Patricia and Katie.

“Yep then, eek, eek, eek.” Katie said, re-enacting the shower scene from Psycho.

“Stop it. She is after money, and you can’t spend it doing life in jail.” I said, calming everyone down.

For all the positive words I told them that night, I don’t think anyone slept very well. It was the uncertainty of it all that was playing on us. We cancelled the day’s meetings and put it all off for an extra day tacked to the end of the weeklong stay. Having a late breakfast together, no one had much of an appetite, just sipping coffee and looking stressed.

The four of us walked through the park after convincing Max and the team to wait up the road. As soon as we walked under the arched sign, we could see the girl’s figure sitting on a bench on the other side of the children’s playground. We walked around the path and came up beside her, stopping a few feet away.

“You wanted to talk.” I said, sharp and clear.

“I received a disc.” She started, but I cut her off.

“How much?” I asked, cutting to the chase, not wanting to give her air.

“Fucking Edwin did a number on you too.” She said, looking up with tears in her eyes.

“I just need to know how much it will take for your silence and the disc.” I said, my tone a little softer.

“I don’t want your fucking money.” She said, standing and turning to leave.

“Hold on.” Katie said, reaching out to take her arm. “I think we got off on the wrong foot here, we just don’t understand why you are here.” She continued.

“Hi, I’m Katie, and you are?”

“I’m Julia, Edwin’s daughter. Here, take this and smash the fucking thing. I guess my father sent it to me, hoping I would use it to extort you or something. I don’t want your money; or his for that matter.” She said, her lip quivering.

Then why all the cloak and dagger.” I asked, still a little strained.

“I can’t just give it to someone and say to pass it on. Do you even open your own mail?” She asked, smart as a whip this one.

“Can we get you some lunch while we talk this through? Is there a cafe across the street?” Patricia asked, making everyone calm down a little.

She just nodded, and we walked her across the road, with Katie holding her arm.

“He was a prick, you know, not the kind of father I would have picked.” She said, sipping her tea.

“We get that. He tried to fuck us over too.” I said, feeling less guilty about his death since his daughter wasn’t even sorry to see him go.

“He has not been seen since he left the Island.” I said, not elaborating for obvious reasons.

“Then he is dead, or I wouldn’t have the disc. He has a long list of people he has fucked over, starting with my mother. He left as soon as she told him she was pregnant, sending a few pounds every now and then. I have never met him, not a card or phone call in nineteen years. Then this disc turns up with a cryptic note saying, ‘use this to get what you need. I’m gone now.” She said, looking up at us all.

“He wanted you to cash in on this.” Kara said, holding the disc.

“Then I would be as bad as him. I can’t do that; I have hated him all my life. I can’t become like him too.” She said, with her jaw clenched until her muscles bulged the sides of her face.

“Then what can we do for you? We owe you something for this?” Kara asked, holding up the disc.

“I need a job. Other than that, I want nothing from that thing. Imagine someone loving someone else and then finding out you can’t be together because of some stupid twist of fate. I know the world won’t see it that way, but I’m more of a romantic.” She said, looking at Kara then me.

“Well, we own a lot of companies. What are your skills?” Patricia asked, immediately going into problem solving mode.

“I have been in hospitality for the past three years; as a cook, bartender, even hotel room service.” She said, rattling off her experience.

“I can work on that, where are you staying?” Patricia asked, sitting closer to her.

“I’m at the hostel in town.” She said, finishing her tea.

“Then come back with us and use my room it’s always seems vacant.” Katie said, and then looked at the rest of us.

“Well, she already knows what she knows.” Kara said, and shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t care if you sleep together. I think it’s wonderful. As an only child, I would love to find out that there was someone else in the world that loved me no matter what.” She said, and my walls started to crumble.

I called the limo, and Marco jumped out of the black SUV that was behind it. I waved him away when he started towards the girl. “Total misunderstanding. She is just the daughter of an old employee. She is a zero threat.” I texted, to put his mind at ease.

We pulled past her hostel, and she picked up her bags. While she was inside, I paid her bill. That night at dinner, she told us of her mother’s struggles in England and the hardship of growing up without a father. I saw the effect it had on Kara, as her story must have hit a soft spot.

We had meetings the rest of the week, and Julia was quietly in the background staying in Kara’s room, which we never use anyway. On the last night, we had a free night and were going to have a few drinks in the room and order room service, and just stay in.

I was waiting for the food in Patricia’s room when I saw the connecting door open a little and Julia’s face appeared in the crack.

“Are you decent?” She asked, as she peeked in.

“Yes, you can come in.” I said, and she opened the door to reveal she was also in one of the big fluffy hotel robes.

“Do you want me to make some cocktails for you all? The bar in that suite is quite well stocked.” she asked, as she poked around the room, looking bored.

“That would be great, a cocktail night it is.” I said, and ducked into our room to check that everyone was covered.

The food arrived, and Julia helped me take it in before walking behind the bar, making her first round of drinks she called a Splice.

“Now that’s a cocktail. Another one for me.” Katie said, holding up her glass.

“Manhattan for me, that one is too sweet.” Kara said, as she placed her glass back on the small bar.

“Manhattan coming up.” Julia said, and went to work, and within a few minutes, she had the two drinks back on the bar.

“Better than I can make it.” Kara said, and smiled before downing another mouthful.

I spotted Katie leaning over to kiss Patricia, and saw Julia’s eyes flash in that direction, before straining to stay on her work. I sat beside Kara, who was loosening up quite well, so I cuddled her into my side.

“Do you mind if I get a little more comfortable, Julia?” Kara asked, dropping the robe off her shoulder.

“You can get as comfortable as you like, but I won’t be looking the other way.” She said, still making the next round.

“Then you better make yourself one.” I said, watching her eyes widen as Kara pushed off her robe.

“I’m not very shy with my body. I worked for a long time in a strip club.” She said, sharing too much.

“You certainly have the body for it.” Julia said, her eyes tracking around the room.

“Lick me pussy cat,” Kara said, as she stood over Patricia’s face, showing off now.

Patricia was just relaxed enough to comply with her order, lapping at her pussy. Katie ordered another drink and came over, putting her hand inside my robe playing with my hard-on. I saw Julia’s eyes dart from Kara to me and back before sipping her own drink.

As the night went on, Katie and I discarded our robes, and later in the night, we all watched Julia walk out from behind the bar without her robe too. She had a boyish body, small breasts and a cute little bottom that looked perfect on her short, lean frame. Totally opposite of Kara’s long, athletic sexy as hell body.

“I’m going to have to go to my room now. I have had just enough eye candy for one night.” She said, wiggling her bottom as she walked from the room.

“Nite Julia. Sweet dreams.” Kara said, and Julia waved over her shoulder.

“She is definitely playing with herself by now.” Katie said, a minute later.

“I have an idea.” Katie said, slurring her words just a little.

“Straddle that nice dick before I do.” Patricia said, about to pounce.

“Put Julia in charge of the Den, she already knows what we are doing in there, and she makes a kickass cocktail. We can’t have someone else clean in there without potentially exposing ourselves. It’s no more risk than tonight.” Katie said, as she threw her leg over my hips and claimed her prize.

“I will ask her if she is interested and talk to George about a non-disclosure clause.” I said, before Katie kissed me and lowered herself onto my cock.

“You might have to wait until tomorrow on the plane to get your orgasm, Kitty Cat.” Kara said, and pulled Patricia’s face into her sex.

I suckled on Katie’s nipples as she rode me to her orgasm; I was only a few strokes behind her when I filled her pussy with my seed. We both watched Kara convulse in an orgasm on Patricia’s face before sending her to clean up our mess.

Julia flew with us back to the Island, and George met with her to discuss the work agreement. She signed the non-disclosure without hesitation, and we met her at the doors after dinner that night.

“I have put your details on the system, I will scan my thumb, and the scanner will turn blue ready for your imprint.” I said, as I put my thumb on the pad.

Julia put her thumb on the pad, and after a few seconds, the outer doors opened. I repeated the process with the hand scanner, and the inner doors swung back, and the lights came on.

“No clothes beyond this point.” Kara said, as Patricia started to take off everyone’s clothes.

“I’m OK.” Julia said, as Patricia started to unbutton her top.

She started to undress, only stopping for a second when Kara put the collar on Patricia and led her on her hands and knees into the Den. Julia walked behind the bar to check out the work area and hide herself a little, I think. It was then that everyone realized the mess building up in the den area was more apparent now that we were looking for it. The kitchen and bar were alright, but the bathroom was building up some scum and watermarks.

“Drinks anyone?” Julia said, from behind the bar as she wiped down the countertop.

“We are a bit embarrassed by the state of the place now that you have to clean it.” Katie said, coming around behind the Bar and hugging Julia.

“It’s cleaner than any club bar I have ever worked in. But don’t worry, it will all be back in shape by tomorrow night.” She said, as she handed Katie her first drink.

I was sure we had made the right decision by the third drink because she turned some things in the fridge into a gourmet delight for evening snacks. Katie was teasing me with her fingers while Kara led Patricia into the shower to relieve herself and washed her with cold water. I fingered Katie openly as there was no point hiding anymore.

“Patricia will have hers in a dish. Oh, and Julia, you can have some of this if you like.” Kara said, as she spread her legs for her.

“You already have a cat, and even with that beautiful body of yours, I like my loving all soft and mushy. So, if you want to get between my thighs, you will have to start with flowers and a kiss. You, on the other hand, are a snack and can get a hand job any time you like.” Julia said, and handed me my drink.

“I will keep that in mind.” I said, as she brushed past me to give Katie her drink too.

Julia watched while she worked, making us a drink when needed and some snacks from whatever was in the fridge. Kara strapped on a dildo and fucked Katie while I played with Patricia, gently kissing and probing her pussy with my fingers. By the end of the night, Julia was doing her thing like it was an everyday occurrence.

The next evening after dinner, we went into the Den for a smoke to find Julia finishing up with her preparations. She had drinks and snacks ready for us, and the place was as clean as a Four Seasons hotel room when you first walk in.

“Wow, Julia, you did a great job. Thank you.” Katie said, hugging her and kissing her on the cheek.

“Nice.” Kara said, and swatted her on the ass.

“You can do better than that.” Julia said, calling her on her attitude.

“What? I said you did good.” Kara replied, taking a drink from the silver tray on the Bar.

Julia just stood there waiting for Kara. She snorted and turned to face Julia before softening her stance and relaxing her shoulders.

“It’s beautiful.” Kara said, still standing face to face with Julia.

“What’s beautiful, Kara?” Julia said, looking her in the eyes, neither flinching as their noses almost touched.

Kara finally moved, just a fraction looking down at her lips before raising her eyes back to fix them on Julia’s. Then she moved her hand forward, so her index finger touched Julia’s. Kara’s lips parted, leaving a strand of saliva joining the top to bottom lip as we all waited for Julia’s reaction. She moved her finger and traced it down the length of Kara’s before leaning in and kissing Kara’s lip.

“That’s better. I like the soft you.” Julia whispered, into her ear, but we all heard it in the silence of the room.

“Don’t worry, handsome. I won’t steal her heart from you.” She said, to me when she saw the jealous look on my face.

We all took a drink from the bar and sat to talk about the meetings next week. Julia continued making new drinks and taking away empty glasses before I asked her to sit for a while and relax. She had already done enough today, getting the den back into shape.

She sat beside Kara, who for tonight was not ordering Patricia around like a slave. She would have to do with my loving as Kara was interested in exploring something else tonight.

“I want to go camping next weekend. My folks are just finishing a walk, and I would like to meet them at the top of the track they are doing and walk with them the last few miles.” I said, and waited for the reaction.

“That will be a wonderful surprise for them. Do you want to do it alone?” Patricia asked, wondering if I would want company.

“I was hoping you and my sisters would join me so that I can introduce them to you. It will be quite a hike up the hill but coming down the next day will be relatively easy.” I said, hoping they all come because I had something special in mind.

“I’m in.” Kara said, and when I looked at her, she had her hand on Julia’s thigh.

“Me too. I haven’t been camping in years.” Katie said, then smiling at me, when she saw what had my attention.

“I love the idea. My Dad used to take me camping when he was alive. It was a summer thing for our family every year.” Patricia said, looking sad with the memory.

“You will love my Dad. He’s a goofball, telling bad dad jokes every chance he gets,” I said, as I cuddled up to her and brushed away her tears, as a small smile crept onto her face.

“I will set up a few days to catch up with your olds.” Patricia said, and started stroking my cock to take my attention away from Kara, who was playing with Julia’s nipple.

Katie noticed too and moved to my other side, kissing me and blocking my vision of their action. Katie and Patricia took turns bobbing on my cock while I saw Julia push Kara onto her back, pressing her mound between Kara’s spread legs. I could see the slim girl grinding herself against Kara as they kissed, finally breaking the lock as Julia moved one leg over Kara’s to mesh her pussy against her.

The two beautiful ladies were scissoring each other with their bald pussies pressed together and their outstretched hands clasped, adding more pressure as they needed. Julia seemed frustrated and moved around Kara, kissing her way down her body while Kara did the same. They ended up in the classic sixty-nine, with Julia on top feasting on Kara, who was in the unusual position of being underneath someone else.

“Do you need a hand, Julia?” Katie asked, with my cock in one hand and a big pink dildo in the other.

“Pretty boy can slide himself in me if he likes, but it’s been a while, so he would have to be easy with that big thing.” Julia said, and I could see Kara redoubling her efforts.

“Don’t you want your brother inside me, Kara?” She asked, lifting her head from between her thighs.

“I’m jealous, alright?” Kara admitted, running her hands over Julia’s bottom.

“OK, you use the pink dildo on me if you don’t want your brother to fuck me, but he might be getting jealous too.” She said, turning to kiss Kara on the lips, hers still covered with pussy juice.

Kara waved me over to them and pulled me into their hug, kissing me, then turned to kiss Julia.

“Now we are jealous.” Katie said, as she and Patricia looked on from the couch.

Kara waved them in, and we had a giggling pile of bodies crushing us on the floor. Kara moved into a sixty-nine on top of Julia. I got behind her as she helped put my cock into Kara’s pussy, and she licked her clit as I pushed myself in. Patricia kissed me as Katie was fingering Julia as Kara licked her clit.

I came first, filling Kara’s pussy, and Julia licked all the sperm from my cock, and Kara was soon bucking into Julia’s face having an orgasm of her own. Katie fingered Julia to an orgasm with Kara licking her clit. I went down on Patricia as Katie pulled Kara’s face into her pussy, humping against her lips until she orgasmed into a mess on the floor.

“So why are you here? And don’t tell me it’s just for the work.” Kara said, as she snuggled into Julia’s breasts.

“That video.” She answered, brushing the hair away from Kara’s face.

“The one of Kyle and me?” She asked, running her hand down Julia’s body.

“It was so hot. I’ve been watching incest videos on the internet for a long time. Some are real, maybe. Oh, but that one, with your beautiful body mounting your real brother and his orgasm. Hot as fuck. And I needed the work.” Julia said, as she lifted Kara’s face to hers and kissed her again.

“So, you are a dirty freak.” Katie said, giggling.

“I went back to my room the first night after watching you all playing and fingered myself to two orgasms. It’s easily the hottest thing I had ever seen.” She said, as she spread her legs for Kara’s fingers.

“That’s good because we like other dirty freaks.” Kara said, sliding two fingers into her pussy, making her arch her back off the carpet.

When we went back to the Den each night, it was impeccably clean with all the sex toys cleaned and back in their spot on the shelf and Patricia’s collar on the hook in the cloakroom. Julia’s work was incredible, and the compromise of having an outsider join us, was offset by having someone willing to have some fun with us.

We flew to Canada and then took a 4 X 4 to the drop-off area at the start of the track. We would be walking up the mountain path that Mom and Dad were about to come down. I was hoping to meet them just on the other side of the top tonight, so we had to get a move on if we were going to make my deadline.

“Let’s go, ladies, grab your packs and check that you have the other Sat phone. You may as well leave your other phones with security.” I said, as I let Kara lead off up the path, and Katie followed her, and Patricia was just ahead of me.

Kara set a good pace, but Patricia was struggling after only an hour. “How far is it until we set up camp.” She asked, after only the second hour.

“Not long now.” I lied, as we had at least four hours until we got to the top.

I did appreciate the beautiful bottoms in front of me. Even in shorts, they were plenty of motivation to keep going. Another hour later and Patricia was faltering, so we had a break. I put Kara behind Patricia for the next part as Katie took pictures of any wildlife we saw.

“I can’t go on, leave me for the bears.” Patricia said, after the next crest in the path wasn’t the top of the mountain as I promised.

“Keep your ass going slut. Kyle will need somewhere to rest his cock tonight.” Kara said, prodding Patricia to keep going.

She pushed on, and we finally rounded a corner to see the lookout at the top of the next rise.

“That’s it, Patricia, only one more push.” Katie said, heading off up the path.

“If you are shitting me again, I’m pushing you all off the edge.” Patricia said, and I could see my plan falling apart with each step.

We reached the top and Patricia dropped against a tree, her pack pinning her to the ground, too tired to even move. I moved between my two sisters and wrapped an arm around both of them as we looked out at the most incredible view, I think I had ever seen.

“Kyle, it’s beautiful.” Kara said, dropping her pack off her back.

“Forget the camera. You can’t photograph this and do it justice.” Katie said, as she tilted her head to rest it on my shoulder.

We stood there together for a long while. Finally, Patricia had ditched her pack and came up beside me, pushing Kara to the side. “OK, this view just might be worth dying for.” She said, as the rest of us giggled.

I stepped out from between them and went to get some water from my pack. Then I looked back to the ladies and realized it couldn’t be more perfect than right now. I took out the three small boxes, walked up behind them, got down on one knee, and waited for them to notice me.

“I have a question for you all.” I said, and Katie turned around and covered her mouth.

Kara and Patricia turned around when they heard Katie gasp. Then Kara and Katie stepped away from Patricia when they saw me down on one knee. The look on their faces was respectful, but I could tell they felt somewhat cheated. When I pulled three boxes from behind my back, Kara burst into tears, her body jerking in big sobs as Katie tried to console her with her own tears streaming down her face.