Kate Pays the Price Ch. 09-11

Note: All characters in the story are at least eighteen years of age.

This story picks up where the last one left off. It will definitely make more sense if you've read the previous chapters. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: This story contains elements of incest, group sex, cuckolding, and probably others I'm forgetting If any of those are not your thing, this may not be the best story choice.

Chapter 9 - Conjugal Swaps?

Kate and Abby breezed into Sean's office promptly at ten as Kate had been instructed. Kate was a little sore from Bob's party festivities the night before, where they had both been gangbanged by Bob's friends and business associates.

Kate could only imagine how Abby was feeling, being unaccustomed to that type of treatment. She had handled the situation incredibly well. Almost too well, truth be told. Kate knew the ramifications of their actions on her family were incalculable and would be long lasting. She had to remind herself that this was Michael's doing, not hers, and certainly not of her daughters. Kate was really not looking forward to seeing Michael again, assuming that's what today was about.

"Hi ladies. You both look stunning!" Sean greeted approvingly. He had instructed Kate to dress sexy. They were both wearing short dresses. Kate's was red with spaghetti straps that were miraculously containing her well-endowed bosom. Abby wore a white, form fitting mini dress that accentuated her long, lithe limbs and firm curves.

"Have a seat," he said, motioning them toward the sofa. "You are just in time for the show." He closed the door and took a seat between them on the sofa. He pressed a button on a control unit. The curtains closed and a giant screen descended in front of them. It was at least eight feet across. When he pressed another button, a vivid high-definition video began streaming. It was actually several videos. Three appeared to be different angles of the same room. Kate recognized the room immediately as the same room she had shared with Michael during their conjugal visit. Today Michael appeared to be alone in the room, sitting on the bed, nervously looking around.

Another video stream was a view of Bill, Shauna's husband, in his cell. He appeared to be watching a television that was on a cart with wheels. It seemed he was getting to watch the show today for some reason.

"I'm going to let you ladies watch Michael's visit, before I take you to yours with Bill," Sean said.

"What? We're not visiting Michael today?" Kate asked, still confused.

"No. Today we're doing conjugal swaps. Bob thought we could spice things up a little bit. Don't worry, Michael is going to get to watch yours as well, but he doesn't know anything about that yet. We know he'll enjoy watching you, don't we Kate?"

"C'mon, Sean. Please. I'm begging you. I'll do anything you want. Please don't do this."

"You will do anything I want, and I'm really looking forward to it, but first things first. It's show time."

Michael wasn't alone for long as the door opened and two gorgeous redheads walked in. The door was closed behind them. They were both completely naked, wearing only thigh-high stockings and heels. There was no mistaking they were mother and daughter. Each with the same freckled fair skin and emerald green eyes. They were strikingly beautiful.

"What are Shauna and Becca doing in there?" Kate asked, already knowing the answer.

"This should be an interesting experiment. I told Shauna that she is required to seduce and have sex with Michael as many times as he wants, as you will later with Bill. However, Becca isn't required to sleep with Michael, unless he wants her to. I can't wait to see if he wants a taste of Becca's eighteen-year-old pussy, or if he will try to be a decent man. We'll see."

"Oh, my God," Abby said, her delicate hand covering her mouth. "This is so fucking twisted!"

Kate sat in shock, not knowing what to say. She couldn't take her eyes off of the screen. The audio quality was jarring. It picked up every sound as if they were sitting in the room with them. How they must have enjoyed watching her with Michael. Hearing all of the filthy things she said to him.

"Where's Kate?" Michael asked.

"We're your conjugal visit today," Shauna answered. "Bob's orders."

Shauna then explained the rules to Michael as they were explained to her. She would pleasure him in any way he wished, as many times as he wished. He could have sex with her daughter, Becca, if he wanted to. She delivered this carefully, just as Sean had instructed.

Kate could see a tent forming in Michael's prison pants.

"Stand up, baby," Shauna said, "let's get you out of those clothes."

"I can't watch this!" Abby said, covering her eyes.

"You're right, you don't have to watch," Sean said. "You can wait in the lobby or head over to the cafeteria. We'll come and find you when it's your turn," Sean offered, surprising Kate with what seemed an act of generosity. Abby didn't give him time to change his mind, quickly leaving the room.

Back on the screen, Shauna went to her knees and peeled his pants down, looking up at him longingly. She'd really improved her seduction game since the last time they'd worked together. Michael didn't stand a chance.

His five inch, fully erect penis sprang forward. Shauna helped him step out of his pants before stroking and then engulfing his cock with her full lips, sucking it expertly.

Michael groaned and Kate could tell he was about to pop already. Apparently, Shauna could tell as well as she released her lip lock and guided Michael onto the bed.

"How do you want me, stud?" Shauna asked.

"On your back," Michael huffed. Kate could see he was desperate for a release. Michael quickly mounted the red head and started thrusting into her. Shauna moaned in a way Kate could tell was only for his benefit. After a minute of thrusting, he grunted and his body tensed as he pumped his seed into Shauna.

They seemed to have completely forgotten about Becca, who sat in the single chair in the room watching with what appeared to be a similar level of disgust as Kate was experiencing.

Shauna was giving him the full VIP treatment. She kissed her way down his body and cleaned his cock and balls thoroughly with her tongue and lips.

"So, I guess that means Kate is having sex with Bill today?" he asked. Shauna took his cock out of her mouth to answer. "That would make sense," she said, "but they didn't give me any details about anyone else."

Michael's cock twitched. Kate knew he was imagining her with Bill and getting turned on again. Sean recognized this as well and was wearing his big shit-eating grin. Michael glanced over at Becca and gave her a lustful gaze. She really was adorable. All one hundred pounds of the freckle faced teenager. From the responsive nipples on her perky b-cups to her infectious smile, revealing the braces that drove older men wild with lust. Why did every man want to come on her braces?

"Here it comes...I fucking knew it!" Sean bellowed at the television.

"No, Michael...Please no..." Kate pleaded to the image of her husband on the screen.

With a pat of his hand, Michael invited Becca onto the bed.

"You bastard!" Kate growled. She knew she would never look at Michael the same way again. Hopefully, Bill would be a better man than her husband. She knew she was doing worse but at least it wasn't by choice. Well, it had only been by choice a few times with Jack. Not with some barely legal teenager who happened to be the daughter of your prison mate.

Michael was on his back with one arm around the mother and his other around her daughter, taking turns pulling them in for a kiss. He sure seemed to be loosening up rather quickly. After a few more turns, with each round of kissing becoming more intense, he took things to another level.

"Becca, sweetie, I really want to taste you. Sit on my face while your mother sucks my cock." It was quite a scene. Michael lapping at Becca's young folds while Shauna's head bobbed up and down on his rock-hard cock, easily taking all of it.

Kate was so taken in by the scene on the screen that she hadn't noticed Sean was staring at her. She instantly knew what was about to happen and tingled with anticipation. She hoped he wouldn't be gentle. She got her wish as Sean gripped her upper arm with one of his strong hands and her hair at the scruff of her neck with the other.

"Let's go to your favorite spot, slut!" he growled, lifting her and marching her toward his desk, where he'd taken her after the last conjugal visit. He bent her over the desk again, forcefully pressing her face against the cold, hard surface.

"You know what to do whore!" he ordered. Kate did know. She lifted her dress, past the small of her back. She then peeled down her panties, pushing them down as far as she could, which wasn't far with Sean still pressing her face down onto the desk. Sean ripped them down the rest of the way and Kate stepped out of them.

She felt Sean's hand rubbing and then gripping her curvy ass cheek before delivering the first spank, sending a red-hot fire through her core. He spanked her mercilessly on both cheeks, causing her to scream loud enough that everyone in the lobby must have heard it.

Sean solved the problem by pulling her head back and stuffing her soaked panties into her mouth. "Watch your husband fuck Becca's tight little cunt. Is that making you wet, Kate?"

"Mmhmm" Kate moaned. She couldn't hide it. His fingers were already probing her soaking wet pussy. Michael was exhibiting a lot more stamina in round two, giving Becca a good pounding.

Kate groaned in pleasure as she felt the head of Sean's cock pushing into her, stretching her. God, it felt good. He grabbed her hips with both hands and rammed his manhood into her depths. Kate's screams were muffled by the panties as he repeated this several times, easing out slowly before thrusting into her with all of his might. Kate's arousal was in overdrive. Sean's rough treatment was driving her quickly toward a climax. He knew how to push her every button. God, did he know.

Kate's legs quivered as she came, her juices erupting. Sean showed no mercy, pounding even harder. "That's a good whore. Take my fucking cock!" he growled, pulling her head back forcefully by the hair and spanking her ass again.

After railing her vigorously to another quivering orgasm, He then pulled her upright and pushed her onto her knees. He pulled the panties out of her mouth and she opened wide as the first rope of cum striped her face. He guided his cock into her mouth and she latched on, wrapping her lips around it tightly. She milked his cock as his manly seed spurted into her mouth and throat. When he finally withdrew, she opened to show Sean his thick load before swallowing her reward.

"You are one hot fuck, Kate. Fantastic as usual," Sean grunted the degrading compliment. "Unfortunately, I think we better get you cleaned up for your date with Bill. We don't want him to know he's getting sloppy seconds."

Kate cleaned her face with a moist wipe that Sean produced from a desk drawer. Panties were no longer an option. She touched up her makeup as best she could.

Activities in the conjugal room seemed to be concluded. Sean made a call and instructed whoever was on the other end to return Michael to his cell and setup a television for him. She felt a pit in her stomach at the recognition of what he would no doubt be watching. Who he would be watching, actually. She also realized, as Michael soon would as well, that Bill had watched Michael having sex with his wife and daughter.

Kate and Abby entered the conjugal visiting room, just as Shauna and Becca had, wearing only high heels and smiles. Kate's nipples were achingly hard from the combination of the cool temperature in the room, which she was sure was intentional, and the forced exhibitionism. She was already lubricating despite having mind-blowing orgasms only a few minutes earlier. How had she become such a wanton slut?

"Heya Bill. I'm Kate, Michael's wife, and this is my oldest daughter, Abby. I'm here to pleasure you in any way you desire. If I don't, I'll be in big trouble so no resisting, okay? Abby is also here to please you, but only if you desire. She's optional."

"Yeah, I watched your scumbag husband earlier, having sex with my Shauna and Becca. The sick bastards wouldn't let me turn it off. Even when I looked away, I still had to listen to it."

"I'm sorry you had to see that," Kate consoled, "we're all having to do things we don't enjoy... You're a good-looking man. Let me take your mind off of this place for a while."

Kate was aiming to keep Bill so preoccupied and satisfied that Abby wouldn't need to be added to the mix. She gave Abby a glance, nodding toward the chair. Abby took the cue and sat down as Kate sat beside Bill on the bed.

"You're right about my husband. I guess we know he's watching us right now, just as you did. Why don't you pay him back by pounding his wife into the mattress?"

"That's very tempting Kate. You're incredibly beautiful. As much as I'd like to get back at him, I wouldn't want to hurt you to do it."

"Here's the thing, Bill. I've discovered that I enjoy being manhandled by a strong man. The harder you give it to me, the harder I'll come. Look how aroused I am," Kate said, using both hands to squeeze her tits with her responsive nipples protruding. "Feel this." She gently took his hand and guided it between her legs. With her fingers on top of his, she pressed his middle finger through her dripping wet slit and into her warm sex.

Bill gasped. "Oh, God Kate. You're so wet. That feels... wonderful."

"Ooh. Yes, it does, Bill. But your cock is going to feel so much better."

Kate got onto her knees. A couple of minutes of her oral talents had Bill at his full potential, which, she was pleased to see, was substantial. He was longer than Michael and thicker too.

"Scooch back a bit baby," Kate purred. Bill was laying on his back as Kate straddled him and impaled herself with his cock.

"Ooh, Bill. Your fat cock feels so good! So much better than Michael's," Kate said, only partially acting for Michael's benefit. Kate was making slow, grinding strokes, rocking her hips. She wanted to make the first round last and let it build. Bill's hands were squeezing her tits. She put her hands on his wide shoulders and lowered herself so his lips and tongue could get in on the action.

Kate groaned as he gave her nipple a long suck, flicking it with his tongue as he did.

"Keep doing that!" Kate growled, her hips bucking harder and faster as she neared a climax. Bill began thrusting harder to meet her rhythm and sent Kate over the edge.

"I'm coming! Fuck me, Bill! Fuck me!" she screamed. Bill diligently pummeled her from below as she rode the waves of bliss. The idea that Michael was surely masturbating, watching his wife come on another man's impressive cock was arousing.

Just as she was regaining her faculties, Bill effortlessly flipped her onto her back, mounting her in missionary. He surprised her by giving her a passionate kiss as he sank his thick meat back into her, eliciting a needy groan from Kate. Shauna had done well for herself. Kate could imagine her being filled and stretched by Bill's girth.

She pulled her legs tight to her body and hooked her ankles on Bill's shoulders. She liked this position. She could feel his full length and he could use his body weight to give her the pounding she craved. He took the hint and started thrusting faster with more force, dropping his full weight with their pelvises colliding and grinding.

"Harder, Bill! Show Michael how a real man fucks!" Kate growled.

Bill was grunting and huffing as he railed Kate as hard as he could. Kate was screaming gutturally, her massive h-cups bouncing wildly, occasionally slapping her face. She hardly noticed as her focus was on the fire lower in her body. She was coming hard again.

"I'm coming, Kate!" Bill grunted.

"My mouth. Feed it to me!" Kate managed to pant out, still shuddering. Bill pulled out, his hand squeezing his cock firmly as he scrambled up Kate's body, straddling her. She raised her head and opened her mouth just in time to feel the first blast hit her tongue and the back of her throat. She latched her lips around the head and sucked him dry, savoring the salty, warm spunk.

"That was a lot. Thank you, baby," Kate said, giving him a wink.

Bill remained a gentleman and did not make any attempts to bring Abby into the mix. Kate had one more round with Bill. At her insistence, he'd given her a nice anal reaming and creampie.

When it was time to go, Kate gave Bill a kiss and whispered, "Shauna's a lucky woman. Thanks for being a decent man today. I enjoyed it."

Chapter 10 - The Final Week

After the conjugal swap adventure, Kate decided to spend the rest of the afternoon lounging by the pool and sipping a margarita. She'd have to be careful not to have more than one because she never knew when she was going to get a call and have to report to 'work'. Jack was on his way over, which brightened her mood and gave her a sense of anticipation that she couldn't explain. On the one hand, Jack had developed what seemed to be genuine feelings for her. Feelings which she knew she reciprocated. It was hard for her to reconcile those feelings with the knowledge that he'd recruited her into being a fuck toy for the rich and powerful. Not to mention, he'd fucked both of her daughters, all be it in the line of duty.

"Jesus, Kate, I came over to talk. Could you put something on?" Jack asked, playful and a little flustered by Kate's appearance. Her tan had deepened over the weeks and her nude body was glistening from the oil and bright sunshine. "You know what's going to happen if you don't put something on," he warned.

"Promises...promises. I'm wet and ready for you, mister," Kate teased. Despite having sex with two men only hours before, leading to several orgasms, her thoughts of Jack had her primed and ready again. Sex really does beget sex. A lesson Kate had learned through the scientific method she had always prided herself on as an academic.

Jack quickly undressed. His long and thick pole sprang forward like a homing device, guided directly toward her sunbaked needy slit. It wasn't the first time she'd been taken by Jack in this lounge chair. The familiarity of their coupling allowed them to satisfy their need with no need for preliminaries. Kate loved a rough fuck and Jack knew how to give her one. After several minutes of Jack's powerful thrusts, she came hard, screaming the way she always did with Jack. He knew how to curl her toes. He finished in her mouth, like he knew she liked.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" she asked, still licking her lips and savoring her reward.

"You, Kate. Us. You are going to be freed from your obligations in less than a week. What's your plan? Uhm... and does it include me?" he asked sheepishly. She really hadn't allowed herself to think that far ahead.

"Will they really just let me go? I've been afraid to get my hopes up." If they were scoundrel enough to put her in this position in the first place, why would they be honest now?

"They will, Kate. I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but most ladies stay on voluntarily because the money is so good and they've become accustomed to things." This did make some sense. This matched what she'd learned from talking to Jennifer and some of the other girls.

"You're saying in less than a week, I can walk away, with my daughters, and that's it? What happens to Michael?"

"You can. As strange as it may seem, Bob really is a stickler for keeping commitments. Michael is already scheduled to be released."

"What?!" Kate asked. She hadn't even considered that he'd be coming home. After today, she was pretty sure her future didn't involve Michael. She didn't even want to look at him. "When? I have to leave, Jack. I can't be here when he comes home."