The Retreat Ch. 07

The Retreat

Chapter 7

The next few days were relatively uneventful.

Sara decided to spend some time outside of her room and popped into the Lounge to see what was going on. Looking around, she spotted a small group of people gathered together and laughing at a story Carl was telling.

"... and then she yelled 'I told you not to put that in there!'" he said, mimicking a woman's voice. The group's laughter swept Sara up. She didn't know the full story but chuckled nonetheless. It was more because it felt good than anything else. Carl noticed her approaching and made his way through the group to greet her.

"Well look who finally decided to join us," he said with a wink and a grin.

"Yeah. Well, it was starting to get boring up there all by my lonesome. Gail hasn't been around much," Sara said.

A brief tightening around Carl's eyes and worry flashed across his face when she mentioned Gail not being around. She almost thought she was imagining things, as Carl immediately resumed his grin and led her to meet the rest of the group.

"You all remember Sara?" he announced.

A wave of greetings and hello's drifted up from the group as Sara and Carl approached. Sara felt a bit awkward. She always did when meeting new people. She never knew quite how to react, so she smiled politely and gave a little wave.

"Sara! Over here! Come, have a seat," Susan beckoned.

At least I know someone else here Sara thought as she plopped herself on the couch beside Susan.

"I'm so glad to see you! I thought that Carl had scared you away!" She laughed, shooting a teasing look at Carl, and stuck out her tongue playfully.

Carl just laughed as he found a spot on the couch next to Susan.

"So how are you adjusting so far? It can be a little hard to accept, but you'll get used to it." Susan said, attempting to make conversation.

"So far, so good, I'm still trying to find my way around this place for the most part, but everyone has been so helpful," Sara replied.

"Which reminds me, thank you for the map the other day. I don't think I could have found my way here without it," she said, turning to Carl.

"Oh, it was nothing," Carl replied.

"So tell me Sara, what did you do before coming here?" Susan asked.

"Well, I am, was, a Financial Analyst. I'm good with numbers, but not much else," Sara replied.

"I had been stressed at work lately, and decided to hit up a bar and maybe find someone to take home, but met Leah instead, and... here we are I guess," she continued with a shrug.

"It's been a bit of a shock, but I think I'm adjusting alright. Gail has been the best," Sara said.

And it doesn't hurt that she's sexy as hell. Sara left the thought unsaid.

"I found my way here much in the same way. But I worked as a Nurse. I get feeling stressed and feeling the need to be dicked down," Susan said with a giggle.

"I don't normally go for women, but Leah... goddamn that woman is hot as hell!" Susan went on,

"I let myself be seduced by her, and I don't regret a minute of it."

Sara, Susan, and Carl spent the next several hours chatting, laughing, and swapping stories. To Sara, it made her almost forget where she was. It felt good to just hang out. It was late afternoon when Carl had to leave to prepare for a client later, and Susan wanted to get a workout in. She invited Sara to join her, but Sara politely declined. Susan gave Sara a quick hug and then left for the gym.

Sara sat for a minute longer and decided to try to find Gail. Despite having such a great time with Carl and Susan, she still missed Gail.

She peeked in the pool room and only saw a couple of people she didn't recognize. She searched the Cafe, Doctor's office, Gym, and Gail's room. She was nowhere to be found. She decided to stop by and ask Leah if she knew where she was.

She stood before Leah's office door feeling more than a little nervous. She knew she had nothing to worry about with this woman, but still felt intimidated nonetheless. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Leah said, sounding a bit breathless.

Sara slowly opened the door and saw Leah standing but bent down over her desk, typing away on her computer. When Sara had fully opened the door and stepped inside she understood why. Behind Leah stood a man, naked, sweaty, and fucking Leah from behind. Sara's face reddened, and she turned away.

"Um... I can come back later if this isn't a good time," Sara stammered.

"Oh don't worry about Nathan here. My office is always open, and I am always available," Leah explained still breathing heavily as Nathan continued to thrust his cock in and out of her.

"What I mean to say is that I am Free to Use," Leah continued, "which means anyone here can use me for sex however, and whenever, they want. I rarely get to be with clients anymore, and I don't feel it would be right to try to seduce my Contractors. And so, I let them use me as they see fit. It's a win-win for everyone." Leah explained between gasps and moans.

Sara turned back, still feeling embarrassed. She had heard of Free Use before, but aside from porn, she hadn't seen it in action. Seeing Leah bent over getting fucked like that drove thoughts of what she came here for from her head for a moment. It took her a minute or two to recover.

"I was wondering if you had seen Gail around," she finally asked, her breathing becoming heavy as she watched.

Oh god! Seeing her like this is so damn hot! She thought she could feel herself getting aroused as she watched Leah.

"I haven't seen her in a few days, and am starting to get worried," she said.

It took a moment for Leah to answer as an orgasm swept through her. Her body tensed and trembled.

"I haven't seen her, but sometimes she does need to leave The Retreat as part of her duties," Leah finally said, her voice still shaky.

Sara nodded thoughtfully, although her mind wasn't entirely what Leah was saying. She couldn't pull her eyes away from Leah. Her marvelous tits hanging down and swinging in time to the cock being thrust inside her. Her face glowing with pleasure, her breath coming quick and hard. Sara couldn't stand much more of this.

Without another word, and much to the surprise of Sara herself, had pulled off her shirt, taken off her jeans and panties, and was quickly removing her bra. She felt her body grow hotter as she saw Leah smile when she began to get naked.

Sara stood there for a moment, letting Leah admire her naked body. She spread her legs apart and began to caress her pussy, masturbating for Leah while she stood and watched. Another orgasm wracked through Leah as soon as Sara touched her wet and throbbing pussy. Sara could clearly see that this was turning Leah on.

A sudden thought popped into her head and Sara grinned at the suggestion. Since Leah got to tease her last time, it was her turn now. She heard Nathan groan as he watched Sara touch herself and Leah cum on his cock. Sara grinned at him and made her way to the desk. She slid aside some papers and folders and climbed up onto it. She sat, her legs spread wide, her pussy fully exposed and inches from Leah's panting mouth.

Leah and Nathan both watched hungrily as Sara began to slide a finger in and out of herself. Waves of pleasure swept through her body. She felt the heat from her pussy start to spread as she fingered herself. She heard the sharp intake of breath from Leah as she moaned and bucked her hips.

Nathan seemed to be enjoying the show as well. His grunts and moans mingled with Leah's and Sara's.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. Sara needed Leah to eat her pussy. She placed one hand on the back of Leah's head and shoved her face between her thighs.

"Oh god!" Nathan moaned as Leah began to lick Sara's clit. Sara gasped loudly and arched her back. She missed Leah's mouth on her cunt, relishing the waves of pleasure through her body as Leah licked her into an orgasm.

Orgasm after orgasm crashed through Leah and Sara. Nathan came too at some point, shooting his hot load deep into Leah as she licked and sucked on Sara. But Sara and Leah weren't done yet.

Leah continued to eat Sara out as Nathan stepped over to the couch to watch as he recovered.

Being watched like that was a turn-on for Sara. She remembered when she masturbated for that client and enjoyed being watched then. But this was different somehow. Maybe it was because Leah was involved. She didn't care though. She was enjoying herself way too much to think about it.

Sara lost count of the orgasms Leah's tongue sent through her, but she noticed that Nathan had rejoined them. His cock was once again hard and ready for action. Sara waved him over and lay back fully on the desk. Her head hanging over the edge. Nathan took the hint and gasped as he slid his cock inside Sara's waiting mouth. She came again as his cock hit the back of her throat. The combination of Leah licking her, and Nathan face fucking her caused Sara to thrash as she came hard. Her mind went back to when she was tied down to the pommel horse and fucked. The memory didn't last long as more orgasms swept through her.

Soon Leah's office was filled with the sounds of orgasms, moans, and fucking. Sara felt as if she were in a daze. The pleasure of fucking Leah and Nathan at once overwhelmed her. Brief moments of clarity slipped through the fog of sex.

Leah sucking Nathan's cock as she sat on Sara's face. Grinding her pussy into Sara's mouth and tongue. Sara riding Nathan's cock watching Leah ride his face, feeling her pussy grip and squeeze him deep inside her as she came. Sara getting fucked on the desk while Leah lay on top of her in a 69, licking her clit. It was all a blur. One long orgasmic blur.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but all three of them lay on the floor panting and sweating, completely worn out. Sara groaned as she stood up. Despite the pleasure, her limbs felt weak. Even so, a deep satisfaction seemed to be buried inside.

She tottered over to her clothes and bent down to collect them. She needed a shower and to relax for a bit.

"Well, that was certainly unexpected," Leah said, sounding weary but pleased.

"Indeed it was. I'm not complaining though," Nathan laughed, "I'll need a couple of days to recover from that."

Sara laughed despite herself. She certainly did have a good time and was not expecting to have a threesome. She paused for a moment, trying to remember what she came here for.

Oh yeah! Gail she thought.

"Well, if either of you see Gail, will you tell her I'm looking for her?" Sara asked, picking up her clothes.

She needed a shower and something to eat. Maybe some Gatorade too. Cumming that many times will certainly dehydrate someone.

"Of course," Leah said lazily.

She looked back at Leah and Nathan still lying on the floor, nodded, then left for her room.

Sara stood in the shower, letting the hot water soak into her. Her mind replayed the events from earlier. Her body still reacting to Leah's and Nathan's actions. She smiled as she recalled Nathan's cock releasing his cum inside her. The taste and feel of Leah's pussy cumming in her mouth. She sighed as she turned off the water and began to dry herself. She caught her reflection in the mirror. She didn't look as haggard and worn out as she felt.

When she returned from the bathroom she spotted an envelope on the floor near the door. It looked as if someone had slid it under the door while she was in the shower.

Curious, she bent down to pick it up and saw that her name was printed on it. Turning it over in her hands, she felt a knot growing in her stomach as she opened the envelope, unfolded the letter inside, and read:

Sara,

I trust that you haven't told anyone about my last note and that you'll keep this one quiet as well.

If someone found out, it could mean serious trouble for you.

I didn't have time to explain much last time, so let me do so now.

Everyone here is in danger and isn't here of their own free will as they would like you to believe.

Leah certainly is aware and the Doctor of course. I suspect some of the Handlers as well.

To bring you to The Retreat, you were drugged. Usually, it happens after an intense sexual encounter and when you are offered some water. Afterward, you were hooked up to an IV and probably told it was Saline as you were dehydrated and had been out for a couple of days. The fact is, this IV contains another drug that makes one incredibly open to suggestion. Additionally, this drug seems to become supercharged when one is aroused.

You may have noticed that your orgasms seem to be much more intense and last longer than you remember. This is because of that drug.

This is only the beginning of the lies.

After your contract is completed, and you can manage to get past the drugs influence and leave, there is no house somewhere, no debts paid, and no money. Instead, you'll be taken somewhere and killed. The same is true if you decide to leave "voluntarily". Once you are part of The Retreat, you can never leave.

There is a small, but growing, group of us who have come to understand the truth. We ask for your help to break this cycle and help us get free.

I will stay in touch with these letters for now, and please don't tell anyone.

-Mr. E

Sara's mind was numb.

Drugged? What the hell? she thought angrily.

The signature at the bottom of the letter caught her eye, and despite feeling scared and trapped all over again, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Someone has a flair for the dramatic, she thought bitterly, but are they lying or telling the truth? This is too crazy to be a joke, right?

At the moment she didn't know what to think. She thought about the threesome she just had and wondered if she would have done it if she hadn't been drugged. She'd had threesomes before, but couldn't remember them being that intense. She thought it must have been because of Leah, but now she wasn't so sure. She was starting to be able to accept this place and the things she was doing, but it appeared to all be lies.

Sara lay on her bed, her mind racing and replaying everything that had happened since she got here. She forgot about being hungry, forgot about Gail, forgot about everything. Even as she tried to wrap her brain around it, she felt her mind slipping away from it. It's as if that drug was preventing her from thinking too hard about it. She fought down panic as she tried to make sense of this new development. She didn't know what do to, or who, if anyone, she could talk to. Everyone was suspect. She felt as helpless as when she was chained to the floor and did nothing to stop the tears leaking from her eyes as she pondered it all.