Passions Pique (Passions Pique Satin's Passion) (10 page)

    
“Don’t worry about what’s going on down there. You’ve got your hands full with me up here.”

    
Tracey suddenly pulled herself up and straddled Satins head. The lips of her pussy mere centimeters from Satins mouth.

    
“No more hesitating. No more waiting. Lick my pussy, Satin. Stick your tongue deep inside of me and drink deep from my well.”

    
Something within Satin was stirring. The fact that they were all here for a very specific purpose was irrelevant, the fact that Roland was watching was meaningless. She wanted this. These feelings, this experience. She lifted her head and licked a long wet trail for the full length of Tracey’s pussy. Tracey arched her back and closed her eyes. Satin wrapped her hands around Tracey’s thighs and pulled her down to relax her weight on her mouth. Tracey wasn’t quite expecting that. She began a light grind on Satin’s willing lips. Satin was exerting force with her face onto Tracey’s pelvic bone. It was her way of telling her that she wanted it. To bring it on. The Irish red head was beginning to break into a light sweat as she continued to stroke in and out of Satin’s pussy. The Mexican woman finally materialized with a small vibrator. Roland was whispering in her ear.

    
“Maria, I want you to put the vibrator on its lowest settings and then place it directly onto her clit. Don’t let up whatever you do. I want her to have a steady of non-stop stimulation coming from every possible direction.”

    
Roland was methodical. He was stacking the stimuli to continually build her arousal without overwhelming her too soon. He knew that Satin had already multiple orgasms, but he was going to guide her into a whole new experience of being. His goal was to make each experience not just new and exciting, but different. Something that she has never experienced before. Something she would likely never experience again anywhere else, except here. At Passions Pique. Under Roland’s instruction. Roland smiled in triumph as he watched Satin’s body twist and convulse in pleasure under the delicate skills of the ladies. She was losing herself again and again in the pure selfish joy of it all. Roland knew exactly how she felt and exactly what she was thinking. He didn’t have to know how to read her mind. He was the one injecting her every thought, from the last to the next. And right now he knew that she was feeling totally unapologetic to the core for how good she was being made to feel. And almost giddy with the excitement with the knowledge that this fruit of all of this sinfully delicious pleasure, in a few days will net her one hundred million dollars.

    
“This, my dear Satin, is just the beginning.” He smiled. “I haven’t even begun to show you my world. It gets better. Much better.”

    
Roland turned to address Gwen, who he left strapped to a huge apparatus that looked like a giant “X.” Her hands and legs were strapped in and there was a “SYBIAN VIBRATION” device locked in place between her legs. She was impaled upon it with a 6 inch vibrating dildo going to work on her at about half speed. She had been sitting on it for over 15 minutes now. The orgasms were tearing through her like lightening. And she was unable to respond to Roland’s question. Roland took a small basket that was filled with clothes pins and began fastening the clothes pins to Gwen’s flesh, starting with her nipples.

    
“You are very lucky that I still consider you my most prized possession, Gwen. Otherwise your punishment would be far more severe.”

    
Gwen could barely focus her gaze. Her eyes kept rolling back up into her skull from the back to back orgasms. She was starting to drool a little from the mouth. Roland couldn’t contain he satisfaction. He knew that meant she was fast approaching the point of where the pleasure in her orgasms would soon be gone. And then her real punishment would begin.

    
“Take your punishment. And learn your lesson well. Never again do what you have done. Do I make myself clear Ms. Pastel?”

    
Gwen managed to nod her head and give a grunt as an affirmation. Roland finished fastening the clothes pins to her body. From her nipples down her rib cage, the front of her stomach to the top of her inner thighs. Then he ran a string through them all. One yank to snatch them all of in an instant. Gwen had tear forming at the corner of her eyes. The pleasure was becoming almost painful, but she couldn’t get off of the Sybian or stop her body from wanting to cum yet again.

    
Roland returned to his monitors. The ladies had changed position. Satin was on all fours with the Irish woman pounding her mercilessly from behind. Tracey was on her back in front of Satin in a 69 position with the blonde Italian, being licked by both Satin and the Italian woman. And the little woman from Prague had dawned her strap on and was likewise pounding the Italian woman with everything she had. This was a full blown orgy gone wild. Roland was no longer in control. A fact that both excited him as much as it angered him. But he did not interrupt. This was after all, Satin’s undertaking. He would let his cameras record the activity and wait for Satin to do her editing to fashion it into whatever tool she needed it to be. This phase in her training is complete. Satin has crossed a line within herself mentally, emotionally and sexually. She is becoming immersed in Roland’s world. And from the looks of it, she’s seems to be enjoying herself thoroughly.

    
“She’s ripe with potential.” Roland smiled. “And soon, she’ll be ripe enough for me to pick from the vine as often as I like.”

Chapter 7

“All is Fair”

    
Natsu Yakamura was at his wits end. He has tried over a dozen times to recreate his experience in Miami with nothing even close to a favorable result. He couldn’t understand it. Why was this so hard to replicate?

    
“Mr. Yakamura, you have a call from Mr. Roland Pique.”

    
Natsu sprang to full attention and answered the phone with such enthusiasm, Roland could barely contain his laughter.

    
“Natsu, I’m surprised that I haven’t heard from you by now. How are things in Okinawa?”

    
“Very busy, Roland. Things are moving quickly here, as always. How can I help you?”

    
“Actually, Natsu, I was calling to see if I could possibly help you.” 

    
Natsu smiled.

    
“Ahhh,... so now the other shoe drops.” Natsu’s voice sounded rueful. “I knew that magnificent spread that you laid out for me would not come without a price. What is it that you want, Roland. Be plain with me.”

    
“What I want is to make you a very happy man, Natsu, and to add an additional five hundred million dollars to your accounts, if you are willing to work with me.”

    
Natsu was silent for a moment. Roland didn’t know what to make of it until Natsu finally broke the silence.

    
“You have my attention, Roland. Continue.”

    
“Well, I think that it’s bad manners to discuss matters of this magnitude over the phone. It is also not very wise. I have sent my representative to Okinawa along with her entourage to give you a proper presentation for what I am proposing. She has full authority to negotiate whatever terms to be negotiated to seal the deal. So know that she has the full authority of my office. And I will honor whatever agreement is finalized between you.”

    
Natsu paused to consider what Roland was saying.

     “
She? Your representative is a woman?”

    
Roland could hear the inflections in Natsu’s voice. There was a noticeable changed now. Was that “HOPE” he heard in his voice?

    
“Yes, Natsu. Her name is Satin Silverstone. She’s a senior executive who’s been with me for over ten years. She is more than qualified to broker the deal. Please extend to her every courtesy that you would have extended to me.”

    
Natsu smiled. His mind began to fill with the memories of his time there in Miami at Passions Pique.

    
“Absolutely, Roland. I will treat her like a Queen.”

*****    

     Derrick wanted to confront Satin with what he knew about her and Roland, but he knew that if he did, that would be the end of their relationship. She’s not ready to face the truth. He knew her mind was focused on closing the deal and earning that one hundred million dollar commission.

    
“If the shoe was on the other foot, what would I be willing to do for that kind of money?”

    
It was a legitimate question. He was more hurt than angry, but he wasn’t naïve. He knew that Satin was about her business. And having capital of that magnitude would allow her to establish herself as a true force to be reckoned with on Wall Street. That has long been her dream. A dream that they had both shared together since the very beginning. Derrick decided that it was time for a heart to heart with Satin.

    
“Well, it’s lunch time. Might as well take her do this over a good meal.”

    
Derrick walked out of his office and crossed the room headed towards Satin’s office. Lila greeted him with a smile.

    
“Hey Lila, can you ask Satin if she’d like to accompany me for lunch please?”

    
Lila’s face reflected her disappointment

   
“I’m sorry Mr. Billings, Ms Silverstone has already gone for the day and won’t be back until sometime early next week. I’m surprised that she didn’t tell you herself. I know how close you two are.”

    
“Gone till next week? Gone where?”

    
“She’s been sent to close a deal with Yakamura Investment Securities. Her flight left to Okinawa, Japan ten minutes ago.

    
Derrick felt all of the blood drain from his face. This was it. This was the deal. This was the cataclysm that Gwen had warned him against. How could things have moved so quickly? And what does this mean for Satin? What will she have to do to close this so called deal in Okinawa?

    
“Damn it! This cannot be happening!”

    
Derrick needed direction. He needed answers. And there was only one person he knew that could tell him what he needed to know.

    
“I need Gwen.”

*****  

     Satin’s plane landed in Okinawa and she was greeted on the air strip by a limousine and a driver holding a sign with her name written on it. She waved to him and he bowed to her. His English was very good. Satin waited by the car door as all five of the other ladies filed into the limo. Satin waited for the driver to get in and start driving before addressing the women.

    
“Ladies, we’ve reached the point of no return. I want to give you one final opportunity to change your mind before we go into Natsu’s home. Once inside, what I negotiate is final. If there is any of you who have had a change of heart let me know now and I will not include you in these negotiations. This is it. Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

    
She smiled at the women knowing full well that none of them were going to change their minds. She was offering them the chance of a lifetime and they all knew it. Still, out of common courtesy, she played it out. And just as she thought, after all of the smiling faces looked at each other back and forth, the consensus was the same; A unanimous “NO.”

    
“Excellent. Welcome to Okinawa Ladies.”

    
All of the women cheered and giggled. A quick celebration for a victory that hasn’t even been won yet. Was this ignorance or arrogance? Satin wasn’t sure. And honestly didn’t care. As far as she was concerned this deal was already closed. And her money was already in her account.

    
As soon as they arrived inside, Satin instructed the ladies to wait for her in the foyer while she went to speak to Natsu. Satin was then ushered into Natsu’s executive board room. Natsu was their waiting with a team of lawyers and financial advisors on hand. He looked like he was ready to go into legal combat. Satin walked directly up to Natsu and gave him a deep bow as Roland had instructed her to do. And then she extended her hand for a western hand shake.

    
“Good evening, Mr. Yakamura.”

    
“Good evening, Ms. Silverstone. I have heard very good things about you. I trust that your flight wasn’t too uncomfortable.”

    
“No Sir, it was long, but they made it extremely comfortable for us all.”

    
Satin eyed the lawyers and advisors on both sides of Natsu and decided that if she didn’t nip this in the bud now, that they would waste a tremendous amount of time with a lot of unnecessary back and forth. So she cut to the chase for both of their sakes.

    
“Mr. Yakamura, may I have a private audience with you please, Sir?”

    
“There is no need for that here Satin. These men are my advisors in all things. I will need them all here for any decisions that need to be made concerning our negotiations.”

    
“I can appreciate that Sir, but I get the sense that Roland may not have been as forth coming as I would have liked in the delicacies of what we are negotiating here. And I just want to be sure that YOU understand what is being requested, before allowing others to have knowledge of our exploits.”

    
Natsu smiled. She was a cunning one, this Satin Silverstone. She definitely had a way with words. But Natsu was not about to be outdone. These women were in his country now. Here, he was the king. And he was eager to demonstrate the full extent of the power and loyalty that he commanded.

    
“Actually Ms. Silverstone, he did indeed disclose to me exactly what it was that he wanted me to do. He explained it in complete detail. He also explained to me the substantial amount of money that I would make for my participation. At the end of his explanation, my answer to him was a resounding “NO.”    

    
He asked for the opportunity to send a negotiator who could and would “SWEETEN THE POT” as he put it. I explained to him that there was no amount of “SWEETENING” that could sway me. I am a legitimate businessman, Ms. Silverstone. And I am already a billionaire. There is very little that I could imagine that you or anyone else could offer me that I couldn’t offer to myself. But out of courtesy to Roland, and out of pure curiosity and the sheer entertainment of it all, I’ve decided to hear you out. So if you really want to just skip all of the usual pleasantries and right down to business, then that’s fine with me. But I’m can say with all confidence that my answer will still be the same. Again,... that answer, is “NO.”

    
Satin took a moment to let Natsu feel like she was actually considering all of the information that he just gave her. Then she took a deep breath, almost as if she was ready to concede defeat,... and then she set him for the slam dunk.

     “Mr. Yakamura, I do believe that I do indeed have something that would entice you enough to reconsider your decision if you would simply do me the honor of hearing out my request, but again I ask that we have this negotiation in privacy because of its delicate and intimate nature.”

    
And the sound of the word “INTIMATE,” Natsu’s eyes widened.

    
“Very well, Ms. Silverstone. Since you did indeed fly all the way from Miami to Okinawa, I will make an exception for you, this one time only. I would advise you to not waste this opportunity. If I decide that this was a waste of my time, you never again receive an audience from me. Do I make myself clear, Ms Silverstone?”

    
Satin looked at Natsu directly in the eyes, maintaining her cold, sterile, professional demeanor.

    
“Crystal clear, Mr. Yakamura.”

    
“Very well then.” Natsu looked to his left and right and gave the order.

    
“Leave us. I will summon you after these so called negotiations are over.”

    
Natsu waved his hand and silently all of his men walked out of a side door. Once they were alone. Satin’s entire demeanor changed.

    
“Mr. Yakamura, there is little point in debating the benefits of the deal that’s being offered you. And rather than wasting either of our time, I’m not going to go back and forth with the bartering. I will do you the courtesy of giving you my best offer up front. One shot, one kill, either you are pleased or I have wasted the both of our time and I’m on the first flight back to Miami.”

    
Natsu nodded.

    
“Sounds simple enough. What’s your offer?”

    
“May I speak frankly, Sir?”

    
“Please do, Ms. Silverstone.”

    
“On your last visit to the States, you made a stop to our business offices, but it wasn’t for any official business that pertains to the wonderful world of finance or investing.”

    
Natsu showed no emotion. He should have seen this coming. This little American tart was going to try and blackmail him.

    
“Ms. Silverstone, it was very foolish of you to come all the way here to my home country to insult me with the threat of black mail.”

    
Satin stepped back and over exaggerated a gasp as though she were in complete shock at what Natsu was accusing her of.

    
“No, no, no,... you are completely misunderstanding me, Sir. I am not here to black mail you or to threaten you in any way. I am here to offer you a final boon in an attempt to win your favor. No more, no less.”

    
Natsu calmed down.

    
“Ok, so it wasn’t blackmail.” He thought to himself.

    
Natsu just continued to stared at Satin. After nearly 2 minutes of her not speaking he determined that she was not here in any form of disrespect. She was patiently waiting for his permission to continue. This pleased Natsu. He began to relax once he decided that this young woman was of no threat to him.

    
“Very well, Ms. Silverstone; What is your offer?”

    
“The experience that you had with the 5 lovely ladies back in Miami,...”

     Natsu’s turned his head to the side, almost as a silent warning to let Satin know that she was stepping on very sensitive, very dangerous and fragile ground.