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"I'll bet he'd turn you loose if you asked him." Teresa tilted her head. "But he was mad when he found his keys gone."

"Royce took them away from me before I made it to the door." Mary was watching her best friend closely. "When Nate fucked you, did you like it?"

Teresa hugged her breasts. "Yes! I'm crazy about it. I love the way a cock feels when it's sliding in and out of my pussy! Ohhhh, Mary, I know you must think I'm awful. Especially after the way we were held here against our will. But…" Teresa closed her eyes for a couple of seconds. "I just plain like to fuck. And Nate knows more about that sort of thing than any guy my age."

"How do you know? Have you ever done it with anybody your age?"

"Well, not really." Teresa shrugged. "But Nate made me beg him for it. And when he put it inside me, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven." Teresa caressed one of her large, round tits. "He can fuck a girl until she comes two or three times, and he never comes himself."

Mary remembered how Nate had fucked her. Yes, he did have a way of making her beg for it.

But she couldn't understand how the man had kept his hot sap from spurting out. Royce certainly couldn't.

"I don't know how I'm going to do it, but somehow I'm getting out. Then I can tell the police that you're here and…"

Teresa had waved her hand for Mary to stop. "No, Mary, don't do that."

"You mean, you don't want to see Nate punished for going along with this whole sordid mess?"

"Oh, maybe it is a sordid mess. I know Royce isn't the most gentlemanly guardian to have lurking around. But I wouldn't want Nate to get into any trouble."

"You've lost your mind," Mary said, almost ready to cry. It was as if her friend had turned her back on her. Though Teresa had always been more daring, Mary hadn't expected her to become so enamored of Nate Rexford. Just because he could make her come two or three times a fuck.

That evening they were served supper downstairs. Mary felt odd sitting at the big table with Teresa while Royce brought their food. She expected Nate to appear at any moment. She almost hoped he would. She had a few things to get off her chest. She wasn't so afraid of him anymore. Maybe the fact that she'd lost her virginity was working on her. She'd turned from a scared child into a woman. And a woman had rights! She'd been reading about that sort of thing lately.

Royce was looking hungrily at both of them while they ate. And when he suggested that he might like to sleep between two young females sometime. Teresa laughed and led him on with suggestive looks. Mary was of course turned off. Until she thought of a way out. Maybe if Royce was busy with the two of them, he might not miss his keys for a while. Already Mary's mind was working, thinking through the details.

"The boss be gone until ten tonight," Royce said, smiling again at Teresa. Now both of them had nighties to wear and the skimpy gowns left a lot of exposed flesh.

Royce brought something to drink as he escorted them back downstairs to their quarters. As Mary descended into the windowless rooms, she felt despair again. She knew she had to escape Nate Rexford's mansion that night or flip out completely.

"You girls nicest that stayed here."

"You mean there've been others?" Mary gave him an incredulous look.

"Oh sure," Royce laughed. "Nate bring them from out of state most of time. Not come right into trap like you did."

"How does he keep out of trouble?"

"What trouble?" Royce grinned, pouring Mary a drink, then getting another glass for Teresa. "Most girls leave here with new outlook on life."

For courage, Mary slugged the liquor. Teresa was acting sinfully suggestive. She was so changed. Or maybe this part of her had been just below the surface all these years, and Mary had failed to recognize it. Teresa draped herself against Royce while he whispered something filthy into her ear. There was shrill laughter then and Teresa ran her fingers down over the crotch of his pants. Mary drank more booze. She was nervous, knowing what she had to do. She knew the keys to everything were in Royce's pocket. All she needed was one to get out of that room.

"Hell, why we fool around," Royce said. "We get in the shower together!"

Mary's heart skipped a beat. "All three of us?"

"Hell, yes."

Teresa giggled and let the big man lead her to the bathroom. There she draped her gown over the hook on the door and let Royce devour her body with his eyes. Mary undressed, too, and when Royce reached out to pull both of them against him, she shuddered. She could hardly stand to look at his cock. The cock that had been forced so deeply into her body. But she had to stop remembering that. Every time she recalled the details, her cunt began to throb and her breathing changed. It was hard not wanting it to happen again. The pleasure she'd experienced while skewered on the big man's prick had been almost unearthly.