The Gallery

by Fredrica Alleyn

  She sat up, a slightly bemused look on her face, and Guy’s voice changed so that now it was kind and reassuring. ‘That’s better. What a very attractive skirt,’ he added, as the material fell apart, exposing almost all of her legs. ‘Panties? I think we can do without those, don’t you, Marcia?’

  ‘They’ll certainly be in the way,’ commented Marcia, reaching up beneath the red skirt. As Guy lifted Alice slightly off the table, Marcia slipped the whisp of white silk down the other woman’s legs. ‘There, now she’s ready for us,’ she said with satisfaction.

  Turning away, Guy opened the briefcase that he’d brought with him. ‘Good. What shall we use? I think this one. I seem to remember that it was a great favourite of yours, Alice, in days gone by.’

  Alice, her grey eyes watchful, stared as he withdrew a soft, bendy latex vibrator from the case and then walked back towards her. ‘Now, I’m going to let you play with this for a time. Part your legs, Alice.’

  Marcia watched as the lean legs separated, exposing a glimpse of light brown pubic hair, and then Guy was covering the end of the soft flexible vibrator in jelly and easing it inside the trembling Alice. Once it was inserted he pulled her to the edge of the table, so that her legs dangled towards the floor and she was sitting impaled on the vibrator. Then he switched it on.

  Lady Alice felt the first gentle tremors of the soft, pliable vibrator and the darts of pleasure travelled outward, spreading behind her clitoris and up through her lower pelvis. She shook with mounting desire and felt her nipples, still sticky from the champagne, hardening beneath the gaze of Guy and Marcia.

  Marcia could imagine how Alice was feeling, and knew that before very long the other woman would need further stimulation because the vibrator alone had never been sufficient to bring her to a climax. This was something that Guy was aware of, and part of the reason why he’d chosen it.

  Alice’s breathing quickened and her face and neck started to flush with arousal. She gave a tiny whimper of excitement and her hands gripped the edge of the table as she attempted to angle herself slightly forward and increase the sensations behind her now tight bud of pleasure.

  ‘Sit still, Alice,’ murmured Guy laconically. Alice’s eyes met his. She recognised the look of control in them, but decided to ignore it. She’d waited all day for this and didn’t intend to wait a moment longer than necessary now that he was here.

  Just the same, she didn’t quite dare move, so instead she started to inch one of her hands closer to her leg. If she could only touch herself between her thighs – softly rotate her clitoris that was being continually stimulated by the vibrations from inside her vagina – then she knew she’d come instantly.

  Guy knew that as well, and he saw what was happening. As Alice’s hand started to lift from the table he jumped out of his chair and crossed the short space between them in two strides, grabbing her wrist in his hand. ‘Not yet, Alice. I want to make quite sure that Marcia and I don’t have any further visits from your solicitor, or have to listen to any more veiled threats about police involvement. Do I have your word on that?’

  ‘Yes!’ shouted Alice, trying to pull her hand away from him as the whole of her lower body started to feel tight and swollen due to the relentless squirming and throbbing of the vibrator deep within her.

  ‘After all,’ continued Guy, stroking one of her breasts softly with his free hand as she continued to shudder and whimper with sexual need, ‘you too have things to hide. Things that your late husband’s trustees might not approve of, isn’t that true?’

  Alice was beginning to pant aloud as her breath quickened. Guy’s fingers were so soft against her breasts that now wonderful sensations were travelling down from her nipple to join those in her lower belly. ‘Yes, yes, I know,’ she gabbled. ‘I’m sorry, Guy. I didn’t mean to cause trouble. I just wanted to get him out of here. He was driving me mad with his stupid questions about Michael and the people he mixed with. I thought you could handle him better than I could.’

  ‘How thoughtful,’ said Guy, and suddenly he began to squeeze her nipple between two fingers, very softly at first but with increasing pressure until she wasn’t quite sure that it was pleasure she was feeling any more. Even if it wasn’t, her body was responding in a way it had never responded before, and she heard herself sobbing for him to let her come as the tension continued to mount remorselessly.

  With one final squeeze of the rapidly darkening nipple, Guy released her breasts and his hand travelled down through the valley between them and then across her stomach so that every muscle within her seemed to leap with excited anticipation.

  ‘Then you’ll keep him away from us from now on?’ asked Guy softly.

  ‘Yes!’ shouted Alice. ‘How many times do I have to tell you? I promise I won’t let him bother you again. Now, let me come.’

  ‘Marcia, over here,’ commanded Guy. He felt Alice stiffen but ignored her resistance. He wanted Marcia to be the one to allow the desperate young woman her release, because he knew that he and Marcia would be visiting Lady Alice again and they needed to keep her in their power. She must accept them both as a source of pleasure, not just him, although he would also visit on his own because he enjoyed taking her in the privacy of her bedroom, away from any other eyes.

  Marcia knelt down on the floor and spread Alice’s quivering legs apart. Then, with incredible delicacy, she separated the outer sex lips. Slowly she allowed her tongue to slide up one side of the damp channel, moving the vibrator slightly to one side as Guy eased Alice’s body back a little to make it easier for her, until it reached the tight mass of nerve endings that would provide the trigger for final release.

  Alice felt the soft pressure moving ever upward and began to shout in a frenzy of need until finally Marcia’s tongue encircled the clitoris itself, stimulating all the sides of the tiny shaft.

  Guy put his hands on Alice’s shoulders and as her body was wracked with a shattering orgasm and she instinctively rose up off the table, he pressed her firmly down so that even as the muscles spasmed with pleasure and her nerve endings exploded with the force of the climax she was made to endure the continued stimulation of the vibrator. As a result, her orgasm seemed to go on and on for an eternity. Both Guy and Marcia watched with interest as the slight figure screamed, twisted and shuddered in a franzy of sexual ecstasy.

  Finally, when her body could take no more and her head started to fall forward, Guy signalled for Marcia to turn off the vibrator and the room fell silent.

  For a few minutes Guy stroked the nape of Alice’s neck until her breathing was back to normal and she lifted her head, her eyes shining and her whole body glowing with the satisfaction of her climax.

  However, anxious as Guy had been to satisfy her, he was equally anxious to leave her wanting more. She had to need him, because only then could he be sure of maintaining control over her for as long as necessary.

  ‘Sit in the lotus position on the table and watch us now,’ he said quietly. ‘I remember how much you and Michael liked to watch Marcia with me.’

  ‘But that was different,’ protested Alice. ‘Then it turned us both on and later he and I would –’

  ‘I do know what effect it had on you!’ laughed Guy. ‘Just the same, it’s what I want, and when I get what I want I can be a most attentive lover, as you already know.’

  Convinced by this that he would satisfy her again after making love to Marcia, Alice complied, sitting in the lotus position with her back straight and her legs crossed flat on the table top. Guy studied her for a moment and then decided to remove the basque, unzipping it at the back and peeling it off her body. Then he arranged her skirt so that her vulva was fully exposed before at last he was satisfied.

  He moved across the room to where Marcia had already taken off her cerise silk dress and was standing in cream coloured hold-ups and high-heeled shoes. The only other thing she’d left on was her white satin bra, which she knew Guy loved to remove himself.

  He put a hand at the bac
k of her head and kissed her hard, his tongue invading her mouth while his free hand roamed over the tight cheeks of her bottom, stroking and kneading in a familiar rhythm that soon had Marcia thrusting her hips towards him. The watching Alice felt desire begin to stir in her again.

  Then Guy released Marcia and swiftly took off his own clothes before pushing her backward. As Marcia rested her head against the stark white wall, Guy reached behind her and unclasped her bra. He then bent his head and began to lick at the tops of her breasts, pushing the cups of the bra gradually lower until at last the garment fell away and her large breasts, with their dark red nipples, were free to brush against his chest.

  Marcia was desperate for him now. She’d watched Lady Alice’s orgasm with great excitement and the knowledge that the other woman was watching them now, longing to have Guy penetrate her in the way he was about to penetrate Marcia, added to her desire. She wrapped her left leg round Guy’s upper right thigh as he pushed his right leg forward. At the same time he wrapped his right arm round her waist and leant against the wall with his left hand to give them both support. Marcia’s arms were round his neck and once more they began to kiss. This time Guy kissed around the outline of Marcia’s lips and nibbled at the corners of her mouth until she heard herself whimpering, just as Alice had earlier. Guy’s thigh lifted a little and Marcia ground her lower body fiercely against him so that her clitoris was stimulated and a wonderful hot tightness began to fill the whole pubic area.

  Alice sat perfectly still, watching the pair of them kissing and caressing each other, and she felt herself growing very damp between her thighs. The vibrator had been switched off, but it was still inside her and she wished that the full feeling came from Guy’s long, thick penis rather than the piece of latex. She also wished that the vibrator could be switched on again, but if she did it herself the other two would hear and she knew that would mean no satisfaction for her when they’d finished their erotic coupling.

  Suddenly, just as Guy had begun to thrust steadily in and out of the gasping Marcia, he withdrew, and Alice saw the startled expression on Marcia’s face with considerable satisfaction. It was reassuring to know that even with Marcia, Guy was unpredictable.

  ‘Bend over that other table,’ he said shortly.

  Marcia stared at him. ‘That’s not what I want tonight,’ she said quietly. Guy shrugged and stood waiting impassively for her to obey. Marcia’s lips tightened into a thin line, but she knew that she mustn’t break the spell and after a quick glance at Alice’s shining eyes and flushed face realised that the erotic tension must be maintained.

  Just the same, she bent face down over the table with a little trepidation. This wasn’t her favourite position, although it excited Guy, and as she spread her forearms on the cool glass and rested her cheek against them, she wished he’d carried on in the first position. Her orgasm had been building nicely.

  Guy knew this. He and Marcia had been lovers for so long that he knew everything there was to know about her responses, but he wanted Alice to see something more stimulating than a brief coupling standing by the wall.

  Now he was free to start fondling Marcia’s buttocks with one hand while the other ran up and down her spine, his fingers dancing along her vertebrae like a pianist playing on the keys of a piano.

  Marcia started to shake with a mixture of arousal and fear. She loved having him stroke her back but she wasn’t so sure about what he intended to do with her buttocks, and when he moved away from her for a moment she tensed, knowing that this wasn’t going to be one of their ordinary evenings. Marcia liked to watch Guy being extreme with other women, but she wasn’t so keen on him doing it to her, although it always resulted in some of her most intense climaxes.

  It was the knowledge that other people were watching her earlier humiliation and were aware of her inability to control her response to it that shamed her. For Guy, it was Marcia’s shame and the uncontrollable violent orgasm that always followed that provided the extra thrill.

  Alice watched wide-eyed as Guy took a flat latex whip from his briefcase and then struck Marcia’s very white buttocks sharply with it. Marcia gasped, her entire body went rigid, and a pale pink mark appeared across the middle of her bottom. Alice jumped in sympathy, but tendrils of pleasure also began to swirl through her. As the sting of the flicked whip reached its peak, Guy’s fingers resumed their erotic dance along Marcia’s spine so that she was unable to tell where her pleasure was coming from. All she knew was that she was rapidly climbing to the point of orgasm and that her body was becoming more and more alive to every form of stimulation.

  Alice watched as Guy struck Marcia’s tight buttocks again, and this time Marcia gave a moan of desire as the hot sting of forbidden pleasure made her press her breasts down against the cool glass table.

  All at once Marcia was aware that Guy was spreading cold cream over the hot stripe marks that she knew the whip would have left. Then, while his free hand continued to play up and down her spine, the cream was massaged into the undersides of her buttocks before his hand eased its way between them. She tightened instinctively as he began to spread it around the entrance to her rear opening.

  ‘Marcia loves this really,’ Guy remarked, looking across at Alice. ‘The trouble is, she doesn’t like other people seeing how much it pleases her. I keep trying to break down this strange inhibition, but she still resists, don’t you, Marcia?’

  ‘No,’ said Marcia shortly. She hated it when he talked about her as though she was some kind of shy novice.

  ‘Then tell us how much you’re enjoying this,’ he whispered against her ear, and she felt his fingers probing gently against the clenched muscles of her rectum until finally one slipped inside and he was spreading some of the cream around, causing the incredibly sensitive nerve endings there to spark with delight. Guy pressed against the walls of her rectum with the tip of his finger, using the cream as a lubricant, and the hint of discomfort coupled with the sharp pleasure formed a combination that made Marcia begin to writhe helplessly.

  Her upper torso could only be stimulated by her own movements but then Guy moved a hand beneath her belly, pulling her hips out in order to make penetration easier for him.

  Her feet were planted firmly on the floor and she tried to flatten out her back so that Guy could achieve maximum penetration. Her stomach was hard and swollen now and when she heard Alice give a muffled moan of frustrated desire, Marcia knew that her own climax was only seconds away.

  Guy thrust into her fiercely and without warning, within seconds of removing his finger from her rectum. The walls of her vagina tightened around him and she started to milk him in the way he loved. As he felt the velvet-soft muscles closing around his throbbing shaft, Guy stopped caressing Marcia’s spine and instead used that hand to reach beneath her until he located her clitoris.

  Marcia jerked at his touch as her throbbing body sent piercing tingles of electricity along every nerve as though someone had plugged her in at the mains. Behind her clitoris the orgasm was building to its crescendo and Guy, who could feel himself losing control of his own orgasm, suddenly stopped stroking the side of Marcia’s clitoris and instead flicked against its head, triggering Marcia’s moment of release.

  She shouted out in triumph as the incredible mixture of sensations that Guy had engendered during their lovemaking all came together in one overwhelming wave of sexual ecstasy. As she shouted she heard Guy gasp aloud as he too found release inside the softly pulsating walls of her vagina.

  As soon as he’d come, Guy withdrew and stepped away from Marcia, who was still supporting her upper body on the table top. She often wished that he’d spend longer inside her after his orgasm, but he never did. Once the sex was finished, Guy lost interest, and tonight was no exception.

  He walked over to where Alice was still sitting obediently in the lotus position and stared deep into her eyes. ‘How do you feel, Alice?’

  ‘I want you inside me too,’ she said huskily.

  ‘I don�
�t think I could manage that right now. Perhaps another night?’ he suggested, and was amused to see the look of stunned disbelief on her face.

  ‘You can’t leave me like this,’ protested Alice, climbing down off the table and stepping up to Guy so that her breasts brushed against his lean, muscular chest. ‘I’m ready for another orgasm now. When Michael was alive the four of us used to spend hours together. Why are you going so early?’

  ‘I have to consult my solicitor,’ said Guy dryly, and saw understanding dawn in Alice’s eyes.

  ‘You did this on purpose, to punish me!’ she shouted. ‘Well, you’ve made a mistake, because I can be just as unpleasant as you, Guy Cronje, and I know more than you think.’

  Guy caught hold of one of her wrists. ‘I don’t think you can be as unpleasant as I can, Alice. If I were you, though, I wouldn’t attempt to find out. As for knowing more than I think you know, I can’t imagine what you’re talking about. I don’t want us to quarrel,’ he added, suddenly softening his voice and caressing her marked wrist with his thumb. ‘I want us to have more good times together, on our own.’

  He bent his head and kissed her firm breasts, licking lazily around each of the nipples in turn until she started to squirm against him. ‘I’ll call you tomorrow,’ he promised in a low voice. ‘We’ll arrange our next meeting then.’

  ‘But I want another orgasm now,’ persisted Alice. ‘I’m right on the edge after watching you with Marcia.’

  Guy smiled at her, but it wasn’t a friendly smile and Alice remembered her earlier doubts about how far Guy could be trusted to behave. ‘Give yourself one,’ he suggested. ‘Marcia and I will be happy to watch you.’

  ‘Then can you and I get together another time?’ asked Alice, despising herself even as she asked the question, but her body was clamouring for his attentions and she knew that she couldn’t bear to lose contact with him.