The Maestro (18 page)

'Veronique's
hand by this stage had crept all the way up Avril's thigh and was
lightly pressing against her pubic bone. Maybe Delgado would have
continued pleasuring the girl if he hadn't noticed Veronique's
hand, and been reminded of his other plans. "Your turn, Veronique,"
Delgado said, although Veronique still was a little unsure about
taking this further step. She hesitated, but under Delgado's icy
stare she began sucking on the now distended clit. Delgado held
Veronique by the nape of her neck and pushed her quite hard onto
Avril. "Go on Veronique, suck on her."

'I was so, so
randy. I mean Delgado had told me to make some sketches of what I
was watching, but I had forgotten all about it, as I think, he had
forgotten that I was there. I wanted to stand up to watch them much
more closely, or better to be tied to the chair like that and to
have Veronique sucking on me and Delgado, as he was now doing,
standing behind Avril.

'He bent down
and smiling said to Avril, "Now you have pleasure down there. You
could never have realised how pleasurable it could be to break your
own personal taboos. Now I am going to break another one." Slowly
and quite methodically he began to pull the straps of her pretty
print dress over her shoulder, then he began to slowly unbutton it
from the top. She wasn't wearing any bra at all, his hands passing
firmly over her freckled chest to the first swell of her breasts. I
tell you, Linda, I have never seen a girl with such large nipples,
a slightly darker shade of brown than her tawny skin. The dress was
pulled away from Avril, and I stared at her wonderfully curved
breasts with these fantastically big upturned nipples. Delgado
rolled his hands over the firm curves. I really couldn't get over
her breasts; they were as firm as a sixteen-year-old's. Delgado
massaged them with his hands, reaching down to the underside,
cupping them in his hands and then bringing his fingers together
over the teats. He tweaked hard on them. I could see the tension in
his arms as he pressed his finger and thumb together on the swollen
tips of her breasts. Avril's head shot back again as the electric
pain coursed through her body, a muffled moan coming out of her
gagged mouth, her wet quim jerking hard against Veronique's busy
mouth, as she struggled against the overwhelming pain. Delgado
repeated the action. It was as if he was giving the girl an
electric shock as her body stiffened and would only relax when he
eased the pressure on her nipples.

'Do you
remember that green mat in the corner of the room? Now I know what
it is for. Ah yes, I nearly forgot. Before the mat, Delgado - I
mean he must have planned all this before - took out a pair of
metallic nipple clamps from his pocket. I didn't know that was what
they were. All I could see was that they were shiny with crocodile
teeth. He stuck them on each pained and swollen teat of Avril's
breasts and then for good measure tugged on them quite hard. I
could see her nipples being stretched as he tugged the clamps hard,
Avril's head again tossing back, a sheen of perspiration trickling
down her throat.

'Remember that
I told you Veronique was much smaller than Avril. I hadn't seen how
strong Delgado was before. Threading his arm through her legs as
she still slurped on Avril, and placing his hand around her middle,
he lifted her up into the air, Veronique screaming to be put down.
He placed her quite gently on the mat, and stood above her as she
lay on the floor below him.'

'For all the
standard patter,' Linda said, he certainly does seem to have an
enormous number of tricks up his sleeve.'

'Yes, I mean,
I'd never seen anything quite like it before. He said something to
me that afternoon after you had gone home, about sex being like
jazz. You know he's a great aficionado. He said that we work within
a certain melody, but within the given restrictions of tune we must
learn to extemporise. That is exactly how I thought about what he
was doing, as a shocked Veronique lay sprawled before him on the
floor. There was a battle of wills going on between the two. They
were wrestling in a way.

'Veronique did
not protest, but just stared at him, less like a wounded animal
than a predator. I even thought that she might attack him, but I
didn't realise that the battle went on deeper. It was not whether
she would fight against him physical, but whether she would accept,
as seemed inevitable to me, the inflicting pain on her, and not
just that, but the manner in which she would accept it.'

'That's
exactly how I felt, that afternoon. That it was a contest between
us.'

'I thought
about that too, but this seemed different to me. It wasn't so much
a battle of wills in that way as such, which I think you won that
day by the way.'

'No I didn't,
it was most definitely a draw.'

'Well, anyway,
this fight was different. Delgado could see that he and Veronique
were in many ways very similar. They both had such dominant
personalities. That was the difference. If I think about your
struggle with him, I think that was more essentially about art,
this was about character.

'"Right
Veronique," he said, "I think we know that you can give punishment,
but can you take it?" Veronique snorted contemptuously at him.
"Stand up!" he commanded her. She didn't move. "Stand up!" this
time really shouting at her, really bellowing, and this time she
did as she was told. "Take off your shoes!" Veronique kicked off
her shoes, but you could tell from her posture that she was still
defiant. "Turn around!" With a shrug of her shoulders she turned to
face the bright afternoon light coming in from the window.

'I looked over
to Avril at this point. It was so tempting to go over to her and
remove the painful nipple clamps. She was so beautiful. I wanted to
take her breasts in my mouth.' Rebecca gave a quick snort. 'Listen
to the way I'm talking. I would never have talked like this a
couple of weeks ago. It is one thing that Delgado has done for me:
he's made me face my own desires. I never really knew I had so
many.'

Rebecca was
still gulping on her wine and Linda was frightened that she would
get too drunk before she had finished telling the story. Linda was
fascinated by what Delgado had done, by anything that she could
learn about him, but it was also making her wet in her
excitement.

'Go on,
Rebecca, with the story,' she encouraged.

'Yes, well,
while Veronique was obediently facing the window, and I suppose
instinctively realising that she could not turn around, Delgado
began to remove his clothes. This surprised me as well, because I
thought that his nakedness might somehow detract from his power,
particularly as Veronique, apart from her shoes, was still fully
dressed. Delgado removed everything until he was completely naked.
He placed his hands on Veronique's shoulders and ripped the
tee-shirt in two. Veronique didn't do or say anything, standing as
perfectly still as she could, although her body jerked this way and
that with the force of the tear. Delgado sneaked his hands under
her bra and squeezed her breasts very hard. I could hear the hiss
of Veronique's sharp intake of breath as Delgado squeezed hard on
her. Delgado then moved his hands down to the waistband of her
stripy trousers and her panties and yanked them down over her
bottom, then down her legs. She even obliged him by stepping out of
them, so that she was now as naked as he was. He pressed against
her neck forcing her head down and with his other hand he spread
her legs, and while still pushing her neck down he threaded his
hand between her legs and began to manipulate her. I don't know
exactly what he was touching but Veronique let out several sighs of
pleasure, maybe too much for Delgado's liking. Her grabbed her by
the hip and forced her onto his lap, so that she lay prone over
him. I could see he had a massive erection, which must have pressed
against her as she lay over him.

'And all this
time I was in torture. I knew I couldn't do anything, that Delgado
wouldn't let me intervene. My hand reached down and I felt the
moist lips of my quim over my dress. Even if I would have been
allowed to touch myself, to bring myself some kind of release, that
would have been something. I so wanted to slide my fingers into my
damp panties, but you know that Delgado would never have permitted
such a thing.'

It was social
convention, rather than Delgado's looming presence that made Linda
refrain from exploring herself right there in the beach bar so
excited was she becoming by Delgado's exploits.

'So there I
was with desperately wet, clinging panties, and there poor Avril
was, the nipple clamps still pinching her, the cord beginning to
dig into her skin, trying to cope with the pain of being left in
the same position for so long; and there Delgado was with Veronique
over his lap, one of his hands pressing her head into the mattress,
the other vengefully spanking her bottom, the loud crisp clap
tantalising me even further.

'He must have
whacked her ten or eleven times, Veronique flinching with each
smack, before he decided on another party trick. He reached his
hand down between her legs and slipped his finger right inside her
prodding hard into her quim, and then with such accurate aim he
spat onto the tiny button of her bottom hole. He slid his finger
around where his saliva had poured and pressed down on Veronique's
anus before he gained entry, an involuntary squeal coming from
Veronique and then he rammed up into her, his thumb up her bottom
and now three fingers up her quim. I mean he really fucked her with
his hand, so hard, but Veronique seemed to love it. I could see how
her bottom tried to gyrate against the motion of his hand, as I was
writhing in my chair, wondering if at least I might masturbate. I
mean he was so preoccupied, I thought he might not notice, but
still I didn't dare, but anyway, as I sat there, Delgado went on
for so long I thought he wouldn't stop. I know why he did. I could
see that Veronique was on the brink of orgasm. I'm sure that is why
he stopped.

'Suddenly he
stood up and told Veronique not to move. She lay on the floor, her
body heaving with the pleasure that he had brought her, just
stopping short of bringing her to climax, and he walked over to
Avril. I thought I detected in her face something like a sigh of
relief, because she had been in the same position for so long, I
thought that she would have preferred anything else, even a
different pain to her present state. But Delgado didn't remove the
nipple clamps as I had imagined that he would, but he ruthlessly
pulled off the tape that had covered her mouth for so long, Avril
screeching with the pain. But her open mouth did not remain without
a gag for long as he stuffed his hot cock between her parted lips,
his seed mingling with Avril's saliva. I could see how she tried to
furl her tongue around his pulsating dome, but even this did not
bring enough pleasure to Delgado. He grabbed Avril by the back of
her head, resting his palm over her pretty chestnut hair and
propelled her onto his enormous cock. At first Avril gagged a
little, but eventually she managed to take all off his length
inside her.'

'I think that
Delgado is an expert at sex. I think he probably knew what he was
doing, how much pressure and pain he could administer. He knows the
limits,' Linda said, querying Rebecca's description of what had
happened.

'I'm sure you
are right. Anyway he didn't stay doing it for long, and Avril's
reward was to be untethered from the chair and to have the nipple
clamps removed. She gasped with relief. When all her bonds were
loosened he picked her up gently by her elbows, and waited for a
moment so that she got used to standing up again. Then he
unceremoniously pulled down her panties even though her glistening
quim had been exposed for almost as long as she had been tied to
the chair. When she was naked he placed her face down next to her
younger but bossier friend.

'His cock was
now huge and throbbing and he couldn't wait any longer to service
it. He chose Avril's delicious looking quim. She arched her
backside up so that he could gain greater access, but as he bucked
her, Avril's relief now transformed to bliss for I would imagine
nobody as big as Delgado had been inside her before, nor had she
ever been fucked so expertly. At the same time he reached over and
jabbed his slimed fingers into Veronique's bottom. He worked a
steady rhythm with both his cock and his hand so both girls' cries
of pleasure were synchronised.

'As you can
imagine I was absolutely beside myself, but I still didn't dare
touch myself in case Delgado saw me. As he had done before, just as
he felt that Avril was about to come, he withdrew from her and
crossing over to Veronique he entered her, and jabbed two rigid
fingers into Avril as he had done with Veronique. Judging by the
gasp of surprise I don't think that anybody had ever put their
fingers there before. He rode Veronique and Avril in the same way
until for a second time I thought Veronique would come, but again
he withdrew.

'This time
however he entered Avril just where his fingers had been. I could
not see her eyes from where I was but I can imagine them popping as
his thick cock first pushed into her and he rode her savagely.
Anyway almost immediately I could see by the jerking and the
twitching of her body that she was in the throes of orgasm. Her
bottom cheeks clenched around his mighty prick, but even this
pressure as I watched Avril try to grip the mat, her hands
clenching into fists, a whoop of elation issuing from her mouth,
Delgado did not come. This I think he had planned as he withdrew
from the writhing girl and entered Veronique in the same way,
holding her body flat as he straddled her and pushing his hot meat
as far as it would go.

'Veronique was
coming too. She tried to push up, to allow her climax full
expression but Delgado kept her pinned to the floor, even as he
grunted and came inside her, shooting all his jism up her.