All About Faith

This story is quite long, but hopefully it will keep you amused. For me the development of the character(s) is very important so this one is quite slow at the beginning. As always any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. As always the tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. As always this story is set in a utopian World where STD's and unwanted pregnancies do not exist.

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Faith pushed away her glass. The third Vodka and Tonic for the day and still barely one in the afternoon. She hated the down time and the waiting. The waiting was the worst. Waiting messed with your head as you usually didn`t know what you were waiting for. You just knew you were waiting for the next job. You also knew that the next job might be the last one ever if it all went tits up.

Faith stared over the half empty glass at her reflection in the mirrored wall of the bar. The bar was just off the Old Kent Road around the corner from her tiny bedsit. She didn`t use the bedsit that much but had needed an address to open her bank account. She had bought the flat outright after working contracts for a few years in Afghanistan. That was over two years ago.

She didn`t look bad for a thirty eight year old, especially with her life story. Jet black hair cut short around the ears. Not because she liked the style, it was just convenient and easy to keep clean where showers were at a premium. The tanned face was courtesy of a month on an oil tanker in the Gulf on pirate protection duty. She had only been back five days and was already feeling antsy.

Hazel eyes still sparkled even after all the shit she`d seen. They were a gift from her long dead Mum and her Spanish heritage. Above the right eye was a tiny scar. A souvenir from her time in Mosul. A tiny straight nose that still surprised her after all the times it had been punched, headbutted and kicked. Full lips that were still her best feature in her opinion. "Blowjob lips" she`d christened them after one drunken night in the Sudan. Less said about that night the better.

Faith couldn`t see it as it was hidden below the bar she was slouched on, but her body was firm and muscled. An hour a day, every day, on the weights in her bedsit saw to that. At five feet ten she was tall for a woman, small breasts that didn`t interfere with her work. "More than a handful is a waste!" her best mate Trish had told her about a week before the IED in Kabul blew Trish`s tits all over the dusty no name backstreet she was in.

Faith had done fourteen years in the Military Police before she quit. She had been to all the places on this earth where God would shove an enema if the World needed one. In Faith`s opinion it seriously did need one. A year as a civilian had nearly sent her mental working earn nothing security jobs at shopping Malls and sports stadiums. A phone call from one of her best friends had put her in touch with the agency. A quick e-mail followed by an even quicker interview led to Faith working the last three years in the same shit holes she had done in the army, only this time getting paid four times as much.

Grabbing the pack of Bensons off the bar she pushed through the front door and into the midweek crowd on the pavement outside. She lit up and let the smoke scald her lungs before exhaling. On the second drag her mobile rang. In her eagerness to answer she nearly dropped the phone and ended up burning her thumb as she juggled phone and cigarette.

She had recognised the number, "Hi Yogi. What you got for me?"

"Hey Bobo. You bored yet?" Yogi was her old CO and the man that had got her into the agency. He was their HR Manager. Real name Michael Hughes, but nearly everyone called him Yogi as he looked like the cartoon bear. Faith had earned the nickname Bobo as where Yogi went Bobo inevitably followed.

"Off my tits. What the fuck do normal people do all fucking day. I am home five days, and I just want to kill everyone on my street. Anything you can push my way would be great, plus I got a fucking Poll Tax bill that looks like I live in Buck House rather than a shitty one room apartment in Elephant and Castle."

"I have something that's not your normal thing. Pay is good. Five K a month for 3 months. Unfortunately with taxes taken as the job is in the UK."

"Who the fuck pays that in the UK? Anyway, I´ll do it." Faithn paused. " What is it I am actually going to be doing?"

"The job is personal protection. You know the name Sven Kesselring?"

"Yeah. Some Tech wiz like Elon Musk!"

"Exactly. Well he is in the UK with his wife. They rented some mansion in Surrey. Its where all the footballers and Stock market whiz kids live."

"It`s hardly fucking Mogadishu is it Yogi!"

"No it isn't. However. In the last three months at least four of these mansions got knocked over. Looks like the same gang. Probably Albanians or some other Eastern block shit heads. Well, on the last one they found the wife of some Chelsea player at home when the place was supposed to be empty. They beat the crap out of her then all four took turns if you know what I mean!"

"Fuck!"

"Yeah Fuck! He wants a twenty four hour guard as his wife will be home every night as he is working up in the City and probably only coming home once or twice a week. I lined up Terry Jacks to do the 06:00 to 18:00 shift. I know you're a night owl, so you get 18:00-06:00. No off days. Three month contract. 5 K. Interested?"

"Send me the details. When does it start?"

"When can you get to Surrey?" Yogi was laughing on the other end of the line. "Terry is already there. You can dress in civvies'. Mr Kesselring wants this all low key. Terry can brief you when you get there."

"Weapons?"

"Glocks on site only!"

"Tell Terry I will be there at noon tomorrow. Email me the address. Contract we can do when you have written it. Bring it yourself as will be good to see you again."

"Can we do Sudan again?" He was laughing but there was an underlying seriousness in his voice.

"I had your cock in my mouth once Yogi. That`s usually enough for most men. So fuck off and just bring the contract and get your beautiful wife to do the cock sucking. How is Diana by the way?"

"A man can dream can`t he? She`s OK. Legs and lips shut tighter than a Jew`s wallet. I`m wanking so much I can hardly read the contracts I`m writing. Not my fault if 5 K becomes 1 K when I do yours!"

"If it does I will blow your cock off, and not in the nice way. capisci!"

They were both laughing now as she ended the call, ground out her cigarette, entered the bar, grabbing her coat and downing the last half of her drink before going back home.

By the time she got home she had a short mail from Yogi. The job was live in. Small granny flat for her and Terry to use. Laundry service provided. The address in Surrey. Terry informed and happy to work with her again. All sounded good. Terry was good people. She had done a months close protection with him in Yemen for some German industrialist and his wife. All went off without a hitch. He was also married to a stunning woman that he had met in Syria. Half his age and forever grateful that Terry brought her back to the UK. That gratitude mainly consisted of nearly fucking him to death whenever he was at home, so he was always glad of a break. Which meant no stupidity from him on the sex front.

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It was exactly noon the next day when the taxi pulled up outside two huge wrought iron gates. She paid the driver and got a receipt for Yogi. Her holdall was normal army issue, and she slung it easily over her shoulder. Before she could press the intercom button on the wall next to the gates they swung open, and Terry walked out. They clasped hands and half hugged as comrades in arms often do. Quick hellos were followed by a walk back to the huge house.

Off to one side was a small building that looked like a dolls house. "That`s ours!" Terry said. "It`s OK. Two bedrooms. Shower and toilet. Kitchen. Small lounge with cable TV. Stayed in worse!"

"Amen to that!" Faith replied softly as her mind played pictures of some of the serious shitholes she had stayed in over the last seventeen years.

"Go dump your bag and I will give you the grand tour. I leave the door open as we are here anyway. Your Glock is on the bed. Sign the waiver forms. Yogi said he would come down in the next few days to sort out all the other paperwork."

Faith easily found her room as Terry`s stuff filled the other bedroom. She completed the mandatory paper work before checking the pistol was on safety and clipping it to her belt. She dumped her bag and gave a quick glance into the bathroom, lounge and kitchen before rejoining Terry on the drive.

As they walked Terry began his briefing. "We have a guard hut. Unusually it is on the roof. However this allows for good sight lines to all the property. There are 3 CCTV cameras. On the front gate. One on the rear wall. One on the front door. Every room inside has a panic button. When hit a light will show which room with a buzzer. These are all in the guard shack. There are four main occupants. Mr. Kesselring. His wife. The stunning Olga. Was Miss Ukraine 2022 and about twenty years younger than him. Then there is Avril Lenz who is Mrs. Kesselring's personal assistant and as far as I can tell her best friend. Last but not least is Tabitha Woods. Housekeeper. Cleaner. Cook. She comes every day except Sunday. If you have laundry she collects from our chalet on a Monday morning. She also changes the sheets then. Meals are provided at 07:00 and 17:00. Any questions?"

Faith thought for a while. "No. All seems pretty straight forward. I`ll shadow you the rest of the day then take over at 18:00."

Terry gave her the thumbs up and said. "One thing I find strange, but Ms. Lenz assures me is no problem, is that we do not check cars when they arrive. If they are buzzed in from the house they are considered safe. I have only seen this once so far apart from Mr. Kesselring who arrives always in a Black Mercedes driven by his own personal driver. The other cars come in, heading straight into the underground car park. A few hours later they leave. Mr Kesselring always goes in the front door. If it`s a short visit the driver stays in the car. If he is here for the night the driver goes. Probably takes the car home."

"Whatever. I gave up trying to work out why rich people do stupid things years ago Terry. Now show me our guard shack."

Terry led Faith to the rear of the house. There was a spiral staircase leading up two stories to the flat roof. The guard shack was typical easy construction with windows on three sides and a wall of TV`s showing the feed from the CCTV. A table, chair, land line and radiator completed the cheap and cheerful construction. As Terry had told her the views were spectacular. She could just make out the skyscrapers of London in the distance as it was a nice clear day.

The rest of the afternoon the pair hung out and chatted. As with most ex-military this consisted mainly about talking about colleagues who were no longer around. Terry had also known Trish so they both laughed at exaggerated "Trish Stories" for a good hour. It was then that the phone rang. Terry answered. Faith heard his end of the conversation. "Yes Ms Lenz. OK. We will come down now. Yes she is. Faith. Yes I know her. One of the best Ms. Lenz. Yes. 2 minutes."

He hung up and said, "They want to meet you!" With that he led the way downstairs and round the building to the front door. It was being held open by a very pretty brunette in a black business suit. "Good afternoon Ms. Lenz. May I introduce Faith McDermott. She will be working the night shift from today." Terry said politely.

Faith held out her hand and the pretty brunette shook it firmly, "Nice to meet you Ms. Lenz."

"And you. You look to beautiful to be a soldier!"

Faith blushed and mumbled a thank you.

"Come in please." The pair followed Avril Lenz into a large lounge. Sitting on the massive sofa was one of the most stunning women Faith had ever seen. Even the loose fitting track suit couldn`t disguise a figure that curved in all the right places. Her face was a picture of perfection and framed by blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Even the graceful way she rose to greet Faith emanated sex appeal. The slightly accented, "I am Olga. Nice to meet you Faith!" just added to the sensuality radiating from this gorgeous creature.

For the first time in many years Faith was a little tongue tied but did manage, "A pleasure to meet you Mrs. Kesselring!"

"Olga please. Avril can you try and find Mrs. Woods? I think she is in the kitchen."

Before Avril could move Faith heard someone call out from behind her, "No worries Miss. I`m already here."

Turning quickly Faith took in the overweight, jovial looking Tabitha Woods. She looked every bit the stereotypical cook come house keeper. Around fifty with rosy cheeks, a broad smile and carrying at least 20 kg to much. Her pudgy hand clasped Faith`s as she gushed, "Whatever you need love you just have to ask. If it is in my power it will be done lickety-split." This was followed by a huge guffaw that had everyone in the room smiling.

Faith swung her eyes back to the other two ladies. Both probably end of twenties. One all blue eyes, pale skin, blonde hair. The other green eyes, dark skin and brunette. Polar opposites, but from their body language, friends for a considerable length of time. Their interaction was easy, comfortable, and without the hang ups of a normal employer and employee.

As usual Faith wasn`t interested in hanging around with the subject. This was her terminology for the person she was protecting. "Subject on move". "Subject in bathroom". "Subject retired for the night".

"Well we will let you ladies get on with whatever you were doing, and we will get back to making sure you can do it worry free!" she stated before walking out of the lounge with Terry a step behind.

Once they were back in their eerie on top of the building Terry asked with a smile, "What do you think? Both fucking horny as shit or what. They are so close I always imagine them in bed together. The proverbial chalk and cheese if you like!"

"What Avril and Mrs. Woods?" Faith said straight faced.

Terry just said, "Fuck Off!"

The rest of the afternoon was taken up with explaining the equipment and the paperwork. As always these jobs were more about documenting everything correctly than high adrenalin action. Both being ex-military they were resigned to reporting every last fart. At 18:00 exactly Terry said, "You got this?" Faith nodded and he left her alone in the little shack. "I´ll bring you a flask of coffee before I pop down the pub. Want me to knock up a sandwich for you?"

"Thanks. Cheese would be great if you have any."

"Give me an hour to get a shower and call Fahima and I´ll bring it up. If you need anything in the night you can always pop downstairs. I sleep like a log so you will not disturb me. We are supposed to do a few tours of the grounds anyway during a shift. Staggered times as per usual."

"Got it. Now fuck off and call that nympho you call a wife. Or has she run out of steam now."

"Has she fuck! My dick is so sore I`m glad to get these jobs just for the break. She is coming next week to stay in the pub for a couple of nights as she says she don`t want me fucking that pretty Faith! I told her I`d have more chance of fucking a Kardashian!"

Faith was still smiling as he disappeared down the spiral staircase. In all the time they had worked together Terry had always been strictly professional. Even when they were seriously pissed in Istanbul waiting for their connection after the Yemen job he had been more interested in drinking with her than fucking her, and she had no interest in him either!

As a woman in this line of work it was always good to have that line clear in the sand. She had broken that rule a few times over the years. The infamous Sudan blow job with Yogi. There was a brief fling with a dyke, Yank major in Kabul. She was more of a man in bed than some of the men Faith had shagged. There was the suave Italian diplomat in Iraq that she had spent three days with in his hotel room. So long in fact that she nearly got reported as AWOL. That was one she owed Yogi for clearing up with no black mark on her record.

Faith liked sex. She wasn`t addicted to it like some people she knew. If the opportunity arose and she was in the mood she was quite happy to sleep with men or women. On one infamous New Year`s Eve in Dubai she had done a threesome with some Arab and his European wife. It was fun for a while, but she had been pissed, and it all got a bit confusing before she ended up puking in the toilet. Hamid or whatever his name was wanted to shove his cock up her arse and Faith had tried to sober up pretty quickly before that could happen.

All this thinking about sex was not healthy with a long, lonely, probably boring night in front of her. The "subject" would definitely be one that Faith would fuck if the chance arose after she ceased to be the "subject". Avril was also a good looking woman that Faith would not kick out of bed. For Tabitha Woods on the other hand Faith would need about twenty pints and a bottle of vodka before those plump hands got anywhere near Faith`s pussy.

Faith got up and walked the perimeter of the roof. It was a pleasant evening, and it was just becoming dusk. London was lit up in the distance, but the neighbours houses were all dark or probably just hidden from view behind the multitude of trees. The roof was about 20 meters by 20 meters with the shack positioned near the front edge. It was far enough back that it wouldn`t upset the aesthetics of the house when people came up the drive. Directly in the centre of the roof was a large sunlight which was approximately 2 metres by 2 metres. Faith peered down into the dark room but could only see some vague shapes that were probably beds or a sofa.

Terry arrived with her flask and a couple of cheese and pickle sandwiches wrapped up in silver foil. She thanked him as he went off to have a couple of pints. He had told her there was a nice boozer about ten minutes down the street, but the prices would blow your hair off. One of the downsides of living in the stockbroker belt. Did nice pub grub most evenings as well.

When it got dark Faith flicked the switch and filled the cabin with pale light. She had bought five books at WH Smith in Victoria as she knew how boring these jobs were. The chances on an Albanian burglary gang turning up and her having to fight her way through them to save the subject was about one in twenty million. These people were not fucking stupid. One quick reconnaissance of the property would highlight the armed guards, and they would wander off to look for a softer target. The main rule of security was making it so difficult to get to your subject that the bad guys fucked off and looked elsewhere.

Faith was already on Chapter 5 of the latest Harlan Coben novel when she heard the whirr of the front gates opening. Glancing up from her book she watched a large Jeep SUV with tinted windows drive up to the house before disappearing down the ramp into the underground car park. Terry had told her that there was a lift that went direct from there to all the floors of the house. Faith watched closely to make sure nobody crept in behind the car as the gates closed automatically.

Satisfied that everything was in order she went back to her book for a brief minute before the sound of voices coming from below disturbed her concentration.

Checking the front door CCTV she saw Mrs. Woods leaving and Avril standing at the front door watching her until she exited through the little door set into the wall next to the main gates. Faith observed Avril until she turned on her heel and the door shut behind her. It struck her as strange that Avril would still be wearing four inch heels even though she had been in the house all day. On the very, very rare occasions that Faith had worn her modest two inch heels she had kicked them off in relief the moment she got through the front door. It was five minutes later that the light went on in the room below the skylight.

It was at least three minutes before curiosity got the better of Faith. She tiptoed from the shack, silently crossing the three meters or so to the skylight. Her rubber soled boots made hardly a sound on the gravel coated roof. In her all black attire and standing back from the edge she couldn`t be seen from below as she peered down into the room below. Faith inhaled loudly then clasped a hand over her open mouth as if to stop herself being heard from below.

The indistinct shape that she had seen before was indeed a very large, possibly more than King size, bed. The room was very large. Probably the same dimensions as the roof Faith was standing on. This wasn`t what had shocked her. To stun Faith who had seen and done most things it was possible to do and see was a feat in itself. It was just she had not expected to see the scene playing out below.

Faith removed her hand from her mouth and stared down into the brightly lit room.

The room was furnished with the bed and in another corner was a three piece suite consisting of two large armchairs and a four seater sofa. All three were of faded brown leather with gold studs in a very old and traditional style. The leather looked worn and well used. The flooring was parquet in a pale pinewood colour. There was a large open space of flooring between the chairs and the bed. It was what occupied this area that had caused Faith to gasp in surprise.

Part of the floor was covered by what looked like a blue, heavy duty tarpaulin. Standing on this tarpaulin were three men. All around thirty. All so well-muscled that they literally must live in a gym. Their abdominal muscles were so well defined that Faith could plainly see each can of their six pack. The reason she could do this was because all three were totally nude. They stood in line with their hands clasped behind their backs. It was something that Faith had witnessed many times in her life in another form. Three soldiers standing at ease while they were being inspected by an officer or Regimental Sergeant Major.

In this case the role of the RSM was taken by the impeccably dressed Avril Lenz. She still wore the black business suit with her skirt finishing at mid-thigh. The white blouse beneath was open at the collar. She still wore the shiny black four inch heels which Faith imagined she could hear clicking on the wood floor beneath the tarpaulin. Although of course she couldn`t.

Avril stood in front of the first man and ran her eyes from top to bottom. Bending slightly she peered directly at his genitals, even lifting his rather large penis out of the way with her fingers to inspect the massive balls dangling beneath. Something had obviously not been to her liking as she walked to a small table set between the armchairs and the sofa, picked up a bowl and returned to the man. Deftly Avril smeared creamy foam on the man`s balls and ran a disposable razor over them before wiping them off with a small hand towel. Again she moved his cock out of the way and inspected her work. Seemingly satisfied she moved onto the second man.

It was only now that Faith realised that none of the men had a single hair on their body. Their heads were shaved. Their chests, armpits, legs and genitals looked to have been waxed. Faith looked on intently as Avril made the second man bend over and pull his arse cheeks apart so she could look for any errant hairs around his arsehole. Apparently finding nothing she moved onto the third man.

His pelvic area was deemed to require a quick once over with the tiny blue razor in Avril`s hand. As she used the small hand towel Faith could visibly see his erection growing. All three men were now standing totally naked, totally hairless and with varying degrees of arousal. Avril walked along the line. First in the front. Then from behind.

Faith guessed she was satisfied as she moved on to the next part of whatever the fuck this was. She applied three heavy duty black blindfolds to all three. At last Faith realised the sense of the heels. Avril was only about five feet five, so without the heels she would have struggled to pull the blindfolds tight over the taller men`s eyes. She conducted a quick sight test by stabbing two fingers in the direction of their eyes. No one reacted so Avril appeared happy that they were unable to see anything. Faith watched her make a short speech which she couldn`t hear of course. All three nodded to show Faith that they had understood her instructions.

Faith was transfixed. World War Three could have broken out in the back garden and she wouldn`t have noticed as she waited for what would come next. When that occurred Faith actually muttered under her breath, "Fuck me I never saw that coming!"

Avril walked to the door, which had been closed the whole time. Opening it Avril allowed Olga Kesselring into the room. The stunning blonde was wearing a long satiny robe of electric blue, her long hair piled up on top of her head and held in place by a huge number of clips. The two women walked over to the large sofa and Avril sat down on it as Olga slipped out of her robe. Now there were four totally naked people in the room. When Olga turned to face the three men Faith had a perfect view of her impressive figure.

Long, runners legs. Hips without an ounce of fat. A flat tummy with a gold dangling navel piercing. Below that a waxed mons. In fact her whole body appeared to have been waxed apart from the long blonde hair on her head. Breasts firm and round, slightly larger than Faith`s own. Tiny pink nipples with small gold circular piercings in both. Her hair piled on top of her head exposed a long, graceful neck and a throat without a single wrinkle, then of course that perfect face. Her full lips fixed in a grin that could have been anything from sensual to evil. She seemed to study the three male forms in front of her for a minute or two, then turned and picked up a large plastic bottle from the table next to where Avril`s bowl and razor now rested.

Walking slowly, like a tiger stalking its prey Olga seemed to glide effortlessly across the floor with her bare feet hardly touching the wood as she balanced on her toes. Faith now knew where the phrase, "On tip toes" originated. Coming to a stop in front of the first man she theatrically ran her eyes from top to bottom before bending down and studying his penis in close up. Olga smiled over at Avril who showed no emotion as she watched her friend.

Tantalisingly slowly she poured some of the contents of the bottle onto the man`s chest. Faith thought it must be some kind of massage oil as it looked viscous as it trickled slowly down his body. Placing the bottle carefully on the ground Olga used two hands to smear the oil all over his body. Adding more oil to her hands she spent an extended time on his cock and balls. His cock was now straining to an impressive eight or so inches. When the man started to tremble she dropped his cock and walked behind him. Spreading more oil over his back and tight buttocks she spent another few minutes massaging his arse before Faith saw him flinch. Olga had quite obviously slid an oily finger into his rectum. Respect to him that he still maintained his composure as Olga fingered his arse for a good few minutes.

Olga stayed standing behind him, pressing her hard nipples against his oily back as her hand snaked around his waist to once more grab his erection. With Olga stroking it vigorously he lasted only a minute or so before shooting a large load of creamy, white spunk into the air and onto the tarpaulin. Olga`s hand didn`t stop until his knees buckled, and he nearly fell to the floor. Only then did she move on to the second man.

Olga repeated almost identically her attack on him as she had on the first man. Watching from above Faith realised two things as the man's semen flew from his cock. One, she had been holding her breath, and secondly that her knickers were soaking wet inside the black combat trousers she wore.

By the time Olga had sexually assaulted number three and watched his come drop to the floor Faith was gingerly fingering herself on the roof. She had loosened the tactical belt enough that she could force her hand inside her trousers and panties. Her eyes glued to what was happening below.

Once all three men had shot their load Olga returned to number one. She said something into his ear and the man held out his hands palms up. Olga poured a liberal amount of oil from the bottle into both hands then guided those hands to her breasts. Once he had his bearings on her body his hands moved rapidly and coated every square inch of her upper body, toying with the gold nipple rings and navel piercings as he did so. Olga turned slowly allowing him to coat her back and arse. He got a bit of revenge by slipping one meaty finger deep into her arse, but she seemed unconcerned.

Her hands were now revitalising his cock. The oily hand job saw his erection return as he in turn shoved two fingers into her bald snatch. Olga allowed him to finger her for a few minutes as she in turn fondled his now fully erect cock before abruptly pushing him away and moving on to number two.

Same procedure as his slimy hands explored all parts of her body and she in turn caressed him back to hardness before moving on to number three. Same procedure. Faith wanted to see what Olga would do once all three were revitalised. She had a good idea. In fact she had lots of ideas as she climaxed alone on the roof top, one hand clasped over her mouth as the other strummed her clit.

Faith`s eyes had clamped shut as she came, and when she opened them she was just in time to watch Olga grab the cock of number one. She spoke to him again, turned around, bent over and he fumbled his cock inside her snatch. Grabbing her hips he pistoned in and out until pulling out at the last minute and spraying her lower back and arse with his seed.

When number two repeated the same act Faith was well on the way to her second orgasm. Faith came a second time as number three added his come to the mess on Olga`s bum and lower back.

Faith watched Olga walk on unsteady legs back to where Avril was sat watching and completely unaffected it seemed by watching her friend get fucked by three hulks. Faith saw her exchange words with Avril before wrapping the robe around her come stained body and leaving the room. Avril walked over to the men and spoke quickly. All three removed their blindfolds before forming a line in one corner. For the first time Faith saw the sink and shower cabin. Each man spent a few minutes in the cabin washing of the oil and come. In the time that they took to do this Avril had folded up the tarpaulin with all the oil and come contained within it. She handed it to number one to carry then the four left the room with the three naked men trooping out behind Avril. The room went dark.

It was nearly thirty minutes later that Faith watched the Jeep SUV exit the car park, move down the drive and leave through the large iron gates. As the car left Faith saw Terry duck between the closing gates as he came back from the pub. Two minutes later he was standing before her as she pretended to read her book. "How is it?" he asked.

"Boring as fuck. How was your night?"

"Was Ok. Watched Arsenal on the box and had a couple of pints and scampi and chips. Would have been home earlier but game went to extra time and penalties. Need anything before I hit the sack?"

"No, your good mate. See you in the morning!"

After he had gone down the stairs Faith giggled to herself, "Thank fuck Arsenal couldn`t finish the job or Terry would have caught me desperately trying to finish the job instead."

The book no longer held her interest, so Faith took a stroll around the grounds. She peeked into a few of the downstairs windows, but the house was in darkness. Avril and Olga must have gone to bed. She did her due diligence and checked the front gate and the personnel door next to it. Walked the perimeter wall for a bit. Stopped for a quick pee in their dolls house. Terry was already snoring away in his room. Military folk could always sleep at the drop of a hat. She was the same. Once she lay down she was gone in seconds.

The rest of the night was pure boredom. Not even a passing car to break the monotony so Faith was as happy as Larry when Terry arrived fifteen minutes early for his shift. She was also tired as she had basically done a shift and a half yesterday. Her two quite intense orgasms also contributed to her fatigue. Getting back to the room she lay on the bed and the next thing she knew it was three in the afternoon, and she certainly needed a pee and was bloody starving.

Two and a half hours later she climbed the stairs feeling rejuvenated after a long shower, a three egg omelette and chips, and spending a good half an hour blow drying and combing out her hair. Faith was far from the feminine, girly type, however, the one thing she did like was spending time on her hair, or even a visit to a hair salon. Sylvia, her local hairdresser, was always her first port of call when she got back "In Country" after a tour abroad.

As she ran her comb through her short locks while the warm air played on them she reran the events of last night in her mind. She had witnessed some fucking weird and wonderful shit in her life but last night was right up there in the top ten. Fuck though it had made her horny. Faith tried to think back to the last time she had come so hard twice in one night. Thinking about it, it was probably that butch US Major who had fucked her with an eight inch strap on for about an hour. Her cunt had been so sore afterwards even Yogi remarked that she was walking strangely and asked her if everything was OK.

Terry was relieved to be relieved early. Fahima was coming tonight and staying in the pub down the road for the night so Terry could exercise his conjugal rights. Even though he pretended that it would be a real pain in the arse Faith could see he loved that dusky, Syrian beauty that he had rescued from Aleppo and couldn`t wait to hook up with her again. There wouldn`t be many pints sunk tonight as their whole evening would be spent in bed.

"I might stay in the pub tonight if you don`t mind? Will back early though. You have my mobile number if anything happens. See you tomorrow. Try not to kip. I know it`s boring as shit but think of the money!" Then he was gone. Faith watched him walking down the drive an hour later shaved and showered to do who knows what with his sex mad spouse.

Faith tried to read her book but was hoping every ten minutes that the light would come on in the room below and she would get another show. She was still silently praying that this would happen when Terry came to relieve her just before six the next morning. He looked absolutely knackered and she asked, "How many times?"

"Five I think!" he said with a grin, "But she might have done me a couple more times when I fell asleep!" They both laughed out loud as he slumped into the chair that Faith had vacated.

She went downstairs, showering hurriedly then dropping onto the bed. This morning sleep didn`t arrive quickly. As always Faith analysed this and came up with the reason being that her anticipation had been unfulfilled with the lack of a repeat performance last night. She had spent the whole shift in a state of stimulation which had not been released. After tossing and turning for twenty minutes she eventually gave into her urges and padded across to her olive green holdall. Ten seconds later and she was back in her bed with her tiny, red, rabbit buzzing nicely against her clit. Faith was almost taken by surprise when she moaned loudly after less than five minutes as the warmth of a pleasurable orgasm rippled out from her core. Ten minutes later and she was sleeping like a baby.

She got up at four. Made some food and prepared a sandwich and coffee for her shift. She watched the news on the tiny TV as she gobbled down her spaghetti and cheesy sauce. At a quarter to six she started to leave to take over from Terry. Her hand was already on the front door handle when she had a mischievous thought and popped back into her room and dropped her vibrator into the side pocket of her trousers.

Terry was more than happy to see her. His eyes were already drooping from his excesses of the night before. He just had time to inform her that Mr. Kesselring was expected home that evening and then he was gone. Faith knew he wouldn`t surface until the next morning as Fahima had wiped him out the night before.

Faith poured herself a coffee and settled down with Harlen Coben for a few hours. It was nearly nine o`clock when she heard the gates opening and a dark Mercedes drove inside. Faith recognised Sven Kesselring as he was one of the most famous guys in the World right now. Around fifty and rake thin. Tiny spectacles balanced on a large Roman nose, his frame slightly hunched as he was over six feet tall. Faith saw him enter the house and noticed that the car didn`t leave. The driver got out and lit a cigarette which Faith thought meant that this would only be a flying visit from the man of the house.

The night sky was dark and cloudy so when the light came on in the room below a few minutes later it was like the bat signal illuminating the night. Faith cautiously approached the source of the light. She wasn`t expecting any of the bizarre crap like the other night, especially with Sven Kesselring at home, but she was curious and hoping for anything to break up the tedium of her job.

Faith wasn`t to be disappointed. Sven was pacing around in the room below talking animatedly on his mobile phone. He had ditched the coat she had seen him wearing when he arrived and was just wearing a polo shirt and jeans. He seemed angry and was becoming more and more agitated as he talked. It was then that Olga walked in. She looked gorgeous in a dress that Faith thought probably cost more than Faith earned in a month. Her hair was styled and rested on the shoulder pads of the pale lime dress.

Sven waved her over to him without stopping his animated conversation. Faith wondered how Olga managed to walk so seductively in lime coloured heels that must have had six inch stiletto heels. Faith would have fallen flat on her face after only two steps, but Olga walked like a princess to stand before her husband. Sven continued to talk on the phone although Faith saw that he appeared a lot calmer now. There was no acknowledgement that his beautiful wife was standing before him. No smile, no kiss, not even a nod of his head.

Olga stood and waited. Sven at last acknowledged her presence by pointing downwards at the floor. Faith stared downwards completely astounded as the beautiful Olga dropped elegantly to her knees in front of her husband. Her hands nimbly undid his thick leather belt, unfastened his jeans and pulled down the zipper. Taking her time she eased the jeans and the white boxer shorts down her man`s spindly legs. Faith almost laughed when she saw his tiny cock appear. It was only at best four inches long and hard as a rock when Olga opened her mouth and took the entire length inside it.

Faith watched the Ukrainian beauty bob up and down on this billionaire`s tiny cock for a few minutes while he continued to talk on his phone. When he ended the call he casually tossed the phone on the bed. Olga was still sucking manfully away when he grabbed her hair with both hands and began using his hips to thrust himself powerfully as deep as possible into his wife`s mouth. Faith thought the only description possible for this would be that Sven was fucking Olga`s mouth rather than that she was giving him a blow job. It only took about thirty seconds of this before Sven went rigid, pulling his wife`s head hard against his groin as he ejaculated. Even from way up on the roof Faith could see Olga`s throat moving as she struggled to swallow all the semen gushing into her mouth and throat. Faith counted five, six, seven and an eighth and final spasm as Sven came over and over in his spouse`s mouth. His hands were still entwined in the previously styled blonde hair as he pulled Olga off of his dick. Sven held her in place as she used her tongue to thoroughly clean his rapidly shrinking cock. Once she was finished Sven pulled up his pants, grabbed his phone from the bed and walked out leaving Olga still on her knees beside the bed. In the whole time he had not said one word to his wife.

Faith saw the skylight go dark a minute after Sven had left the room. Five minutes later Faith viewed on CCTV as Sven walked out of the front door, got in the car and was driven away. Faith estimated that the visit had been less than twenty minutes and seemed to be solely so he could use his wife, almost brutally.

The rest of the night passed without incident although Faith did hear loud music coming from downstairs. Some haunting ballads in a language she didn`t understand but guessed was Russian or Ukrainian. The music stopped around midnight and that was all the excitement for the night. By the time Terry turned up in the morning she had just finished her novel. As she walked down the staircase her hand touched the unused vibrator in her pocket. What she had witnessed was in no way a turn on for her so there had been no need to get it out.

It was Monday so she had to wait an hour while Tabitha stripped the beds and replaced them with fresh. She had also restocked the fridge and larder with supplies, so Faith knocked up a fry up while she waited. The eggs and bacon felt like they were already transforming into more kilos on her body as she placed the empty plate in the sink. Pulling on a tank top and a pair of shorts Faith went for a run. Two hours later she returned aching and sweaty but feeling much better about herself. Tabitha was gone so she showered and went to bed.

She had hardly dozed off when there was a knock on her bedroom door. Faith`s immediate response was, "Fuck off Terry I just lay down!" This was said with her eyes still closed.

They sprang open when in reply she heard, "Sorry Faith. It`s not Terry It`s me Avril. I`m really sorry to bother you!"

Spinning around in the bed Faith saw Avril standing in the open doorway. Faith had left the door open. She and Terry had seen each other naked enough times in the past when they had shared digs but she hadn`t thought that she might get a visit from one of the "subjects".

Trying to clear her sleep dulled mind Faith asked, "What happened? Is it Terry? Is he OK? Mrs. Kesselring?"

Avril gave a cute little laugh and said gently, "Don`t worry Faith. Everyone is fine. I know it's a terrible imposition, but I was wondering if you had any cigarettes. I asked Terry but he doesn't smoke. He said you always kept a pack with you."

Faith was by now wide awake. The military taught you very early how to be woken up and be instantly alert. Those who didn`t learn this lesson usually ended up injured or worse. "Yes sure Avril. I have a pack somewhere." It was then that Faith spotted that Avril was staring not at her face but at her chest. It was a split second later that Faith recognised that her tits were on full display as she had gone to bed in the nude.

Hastily she pulled the covers up and blushed, "Sorry about that," she mumbled.

"Don`t be silly. You have a great body. I hope I get to see more of it one day!" Avril said nonchalantly. "Can you get me those cigarettes?"

Faith was stuck now. It was obvious that Avril "liked" women. It was also a fact that under the sheet she was holding up to her throat she was completely naked. It was also true that if she was going to get the pack of cigarettes from her holdall she would either have to show Avril her naked body or alternately she would have to ask her to leave.

"Um. Avril I`m not wearing anything and the ciggies are in my bag."

"Don`t be shy. I don`t mind!" Avril said cooly and actually leaned against the door post and crossed her arms as if to say, "I`m waiting to watch you get the cigarettes so I get to ogle your body."

Faith took a deep breath and threw back the sheet as she silently thanked God that she had gone for a beauty day on her return from the Gulf. Legs, armpits and pussy waxed. Manicure and Pedicure. Two hours at Stella`s. At least she looked like a woman as she scurried over to the holdall, and not the woolly mammoth that she always did when she got off the plane after a few months away.

Faith could almost feel Avril`s eyes roam over her body as she crouched down and delved in the bag for the half empty pack of Bensons. Faith had given up years ago, but there was always a pack with her in case she felt the urge. She still smoked occasionally. Usually when she was seriously fucked up, or after sex if her lover was a smoker. In her embarrassment she was struggling to find the bloody cigarettes and ended up dumping her panties out on the floor leading her to blush even more crimson. The cotton Primark "whiteys" were hardly the sexiest lingerie, but they were very comfortable when she was on a job.

If the exposure of her terrible underwear wasn`t bad enough Avril telling her, "You have a fantastic body Faith. I love a woman with a waxed pussy. I hate it when I get hairs in my teeth or throat don`t you?" had Faith completely lost for words. At last her hand closed around the cardboard box and she snatched it out of the bag in relief. Now it was her turn to try and fluster the cool Avril. Faith stood up and gave Avril the full frontal. Walking over to where Avril stood in the doorway she placed the smokes in her hand with her eyes locked on Avril`s.

Faith said calmly, "I hope you enjoyed the show. You have your cigarettes. Now can I go back to bed please?"

Avril seemed not to notice the steel in Faith`s voice as she quipped, "Can I come with you? Then afterwards we can have a cigarette!"

Faith was actually tempted for a few seconds. Then she remembered her rule about sleeping with the subject. In some ways Avril wasn`t the primary subject, but she was still under her protection. "I don`t think that would be a good idea Ms. Lenz!"

Avril wasn`t giving up without one last try, "I am very good in bed Faith. I have been told that I am an expert pussy licker. I also enjoy it so much that I can stay down there for hours. I would love to show you. Just lay down and spread those gorgeous legs of yours and let me take you to heaven."

"Fuck she wasn`t making this easy," Faith thought. The show the other night had heightened Faith`s sexuality. She also hadn't had sex for about two months so Avril`s offer was sounding better and better. She was just starting to waiver when her handy rang. "Saved by the bell!" she muttered under her breath as she said, "Hello!"

It was Yogi. "Hey Faith. Just telling you I am coming down with your contract. I will be there in an hour."

"Great see you then!" Faith hung up. She looked at Avril. With a grin she said, "You have forty five minutes!" Faith lay on the bed and let her legs fall open. Avril closed the door and crawled across the floor, up onto the bed and shouldered her way between Faith`s thighs,

Faith lay back, closed her eyes and enjoyed each minute as Avril`s tongue explored every inch of her sex. Faith climaxed the first time while Avril was gripping Faith`s clit between her teeth as two of her fingers pumped into her pussy and the fingernail of the middle finger on the other hand lightly scratched the skin around her anus. That was the first, but there were three more before Avril moved up the bed and kissed Faith. Her tongue probed inside Faith`s mouth and Faith could taste her own juices on the other woman`s tongue. "Enough for now!" Avril said and rose from the bed.

When she reached the door, and before opening it, she turned to Faith and said in a voice full of sexual promise, "If that got you in the mood. Enjoy the show tonight. I know you watched us from the roof. I saw your shadow. Olga doesn't know that you watch so let`s keep it our little secret or the events will stop."

Faith was laying on the bed still covered in sweat and smelling of sex when she heard Yogi call out from the lounge, "You still in your pit Bobo? Want some company?"

Faith reverted to professional soldier mode in a fraction of a second. "Fuck you! I will be there in a second. Make yourself useful and make the fucking tea!"

It was nearly four when Yogi left with his signed copy of her contract and Faith got to grab ninety minutes of sleep. It was good to catch up with him and hear all the latest news about shared acquaintances, but she really needed some sleep. She groaned loudly when the alarm shook her from a deep sleep at half past five. After splashing some water on her face and pouring strong coffee into a flask she arrived for shift change at exactly six. "Thought you would come later!" Terry informed her. I saw Yogi never left until four. Did you get any sleep. I know Ms. Lenz woke you up as well to blag some cigarettes."

"I´m good. Now fuck off! What you got planned for the evening?"

"Think I`ll pop down the pub later. There`s a Champions League game I fancy watching. Call me if we get attacked by Ninjas or something!"

Faith was on her second cup of coffee and the second chapter of her new book when she saw Terry leave by the tiny side door. The new book was the latest Martina Cole and usually she couldn`t put those down once she started to read them. This evening though her brain was wandering as it conjured up a million possibilities of what the promised show might be. After the freaky foursome the other night there was probably nothing that wasn`t on the table.

It was nearly nine thirty when the skylight lit up and Faith was starting to think that Avril had just been teasing her. Faith nearly tripped and fell across the skylight in her haste to see what was happening below. "Oh my God!" she said as she saw Avril and Olga in the room. They were kissing standing at the end of the bed. Both were wearing just the most fantastic lingerie.

Olga was dressed in a pale, blue panties and bra set that complimented her pale skin and blonde hair. The thin garter belt was attached to pale grey stockings. The thong panties exposed her firm rounded buttocks.

Avril had a dark green combo that matched her eyes. From where she stood Faith could see the loose French style knickers of the costume appeared to be crotchless. The halter top did little to conceal her large breasts. The thigh high ebony stockings looked fabulous against her dark, almost olive skin. In one hand she held a cotton bag with a drawstring. It was about the size of the gym bag Faith had carried when she had attended junior school.

Faith held her breath as Avril gave Olga a gentle push and the blonde fell giggling onto the bed. Faith was sure that Avril looked up at the skylight and winked while she poured the contents of the cotton bag onto the bed next to Olga.

Faith had a few toys of her own in her London bedsit, but these were top of the range items. Avril slapped the bare bum of Olga and the Ukrainian squirmed on the bed and pushed her arse up into the air as if asking for more. Avril obliged. Striking each cheek twice. Even from her lofty view point Faith could see Olga`s pale skin turning red from the smacks.

Avril sat on the bed. She slid her fingers between Olga`s thighs. When the blonde didn`t open her legs to accommodate her another vicious blow landed on her right cheek. Olga spread her legs wider. She was still lying face down on the bed. Avril moved her body slightly. Faith knew automatically that this was for her benefit as she now had an unobstructed view as Avril roughly fingered her friend. Every time Olga tried to respond or move position she received a hefty smack on the bum.

Olga was clawing at the bedsheets when Avril abruptly stopped. She picked up a gold, metal butt plug from the bed and placed it in her mouth. Using the fingers that were shiny with the juices from Olga`s pussy she started to make small circles around the puckered entrance to Olga`s arsehole. Olga seemed to huff in disappointment when Avril left the bed. Faith watched as the dark haired woman grabbed the oil bottle from the other nights adventure with the three muscled guys and returned to the bed. The plug had been held in her mouth all this time.

Avril dribbled the oil slowly onto Olga`s arse and the blonde seemed to shiver in anticipation. Painfully slowly Avril worked the lubricating oil into Olga`s back passage. Faith watched as first one finger slipped inside her rectum and then was joined by a second a few seconds later. Only now did Avril pull Olga up so that she was almost on all fours. Tantalisingly slowly she pressed the plug against the oily entrance, pressing with more and more force until Olga`s anus opened and swallowed the plug before closing around it leaving it entombed inside her. Olga fell forwards onto the bed.

Avril turned Olga over and made her raise her bum from the bed so that she could peel her pale blue panties off. The next ten minutes were spent with Faith watching Avril do what she apparently loved the most. Her brown hair was all that Faith could see from where she was, but her head movements were enough for Faith to imagine in detail that expert tongue touching every millimetre of Olga`s snatch in the manner that Faith herself had been the recipient of only that morning.

Faith was fucking horny now. A quick glance around told her what she already knew. There was nobody within miles that could see her. Her red vibrator was still inside the side pouch pocket of her combat pants. Taking it out she never took her eyes from what was ensuing below her. Feeling a little stupid she eased her trousers and pants down. The cold breeze on her naked bum felt strangely erotic as Faith pressed the humming red plastic against her wet pussy. In fact she was so wet that it slid unbidden inside and Faith mewled her appreciation.

Faith left the vibrator on it`s lowest setting as she watched Olga climax from the attentions of Avril`s tongue and fingers. The blonde beauty writhed on the bed as her long fingers bent into talons and dug into her friends shoulders. Avril shrugged her away and stood. Staring down at Olga she was obviously telling her something. Something she didn`t like it seemed as she began to cower on the bed.

Faith increased the speed of the vibrator to level two. Avril knelt by the bed and was apparently searching underneath it for something. When she stood back up she had a leather riding crop in her hand. She used the crop to tap the inside of Olga`s thighs, insinuating that the blonde should spread her legs wider. Reluctantly Olga obeyed until her legs were almost in the splits position. It was now that Faith inhaled loudly as Avril brought the crop down maliciously so that it landed directly on Olga`s waxed, bare mons. Faith saw Olga silently scream through the thick glass. Her legs involuntarily closing.

Avril once more tapped the inside of Olga`s thighs until her legs were again spread as wide as possible. This time Faith could almost imagine she heard the crack as the crop landed in almost an identical place. Olga soundlessly screamed again and curled into a ball on the bed.

Faith was panting heavily now as the vibrator moved to the level three pulse almost unbiden. Faith came, and came hard. Her thighs clamped around the hand holding the vibrator. Her knees shook and she almost fell as she let out a throaty strangled groan as her body flooded with the enveloping warmth of her climax.

So powerful was her climax that Faith had to stagger backwards and grip the shack for support until the pleasurable waves ended. It was a few minutes before she had enough control of her body to pull up her pants and slide the vibrator back into her pocket. By the time she got back to the skylight the gold butt plug was lying on the bed spread and Avril was using a crystal dildo on Olga`s arse. The dildo was at least ten inches long made up of three balls of decreasing size. The largest being the one closest to Avril`s fist as she rammed it again and again into her friends rectum.

Olga was pushing back against every thrust. Avril paused for a second. Grabbed another dildo from the bedspread and pushed eight inches of hard, blue plastic into Olga`s pussy. Using both hands now Avril double penetrated Olga. She pulled one dildo out as she shoved the other one roughly home.

From her movements Faith could tell that Olga was coming over and over and Faith could only imagine the intense stimulation her body must have been experiencing. Eventually Avril stopped. Faith wasn`t sure how long she had witnessed Olga being DP`d, but it was at least fifteen minutes. As Avril removed the dildos Olga collapsed onto the bed. Faith could see her trying to heave oxygen into her tortured lungs.

Avril looked upwards. Now Faith new for certain that Avril was putting this act on for her benefit as she blew Faith a kiss, then wagged her tongue suggestively between two of her fingers in a parody of pussy licking.

Laying down next to Olga she raised her hips and pulled off the satiny French knickers and Faith got the first look at Avril`s shaved pussy. The mons was decorated with a large red arrow pointing directly at the clit below which was pierced with a thin, silver bar that Faith thought must be terribly painful. Grabbing a handful of Olga`s blonde hair she tugged at her until Olga rolled over and began to use her tongue on Avril`s sex. Avril leant back, placed both hands behind her head and stared up at the darkness where she knew Faith was looking at her.

It took Avril nearly twenty minutes to come and then only after Olga had used the blue dildo in her cunt as well as her tongue. Avril made exaggerated movements as she climaxed. All the time those green eyes were wide open and fixed on the skylight above. Faith contemplated getting her vibrator out again but instead she went back to the shack and poured a cup of coffee out of the flask. A few minutes later the skylight went dark.

Faith saw Terry come back from the pub and disappear into their quarters as she poured a second cup from the flask. She had just taken a sip when she heard a noise on the staircase. Jumping up and pulling her Glock from the holster she crept towards the stairs, always staying in the deepest shadows. The click, click on the stairs became louder as whoever it was made their way carefully up the metal, curving stairway.

Her sigh of relief was almost audible when Faith saw Avril walk onto the roof. She was totally naked apart from her usual four inch black heels. "Fucking Hell Avril I nearly shot you, you stupid bitch!" Faith raved at her.

Avril seemed totally unconcerned at Faith`s annoyance, "I just came to see if you enjoyed my performance. It was all for your benefit you know. When I was done I thought. Why don`t I go and have a ciggie with my good friend and avid voyeur Faith. Who I am sure has soaking wet panties after watching me. Secondly, I love to walk naked in the night air. It feels so good on my nipples. Makes them hard and stiff. You see!" With that she hefted both of her ample breasts with her hands. "Would you like to suck them Faith? I would love you to suck them. Just a small recompense for the three orgasms I gave you earlier."

Faith glared at Avril. "I`m working Avril!" she almost spat the words out although her eyes were still glued to the two globes in Avril`s hands. Both nipples were pierced with tiny bars to match the one through her clit. As Avril wobbled her breasts suggestively the tiny bars glinted in the pale moonlight. Faith saw there was another silver bar through Avril`s navel.

"Not working hard enough to avoid spending an hour watching Olga and I?" Avril asked and raised one thin eyebrow.

Faith could feel her cheeks burning with shame as Avril`s comment hit home.

Before she could come up with a retort Avril added, "And not too busy to play with your sopping wet pussy? How many times?"

Faith had a puzzled look as she asked, "How many times what?"

"How many times did you come as you spied on me fucking Olga in the arse. Don`t tell me you could just stand here and not get yourself off!"

Faith didn`t answer. Her silence was a damning indictment that Avril was correct. Avril just smiled at Faith`s discomfort then lit a cigarette. It was the first time Faith noticed the pack in Avril`s hand. It was the same pack she had given her earlier. Avril walked towards Faith as she exhaled a long plume of blueish grey smoke. She walked up so close to Faith that she could smell the smoke on the other woman's breath. Avril sucked heavily on the cigarette once more then locked her lips onto Faith`s. Faith parted her lips, and her mouth filled with acrid smoke and Avril`s tongue.

Faith was lost and she knew it. The two women kissed passionately as Faith`s hands roamed over Avril`s naked body. Her fingers played with all four of the piercings in the brunette`s body. Gently pulling each in turn. As she did so Avril sighed in delight. The harder she tugged the more intense the reaction from Avril. Faith slid two fingers inside Avril`s moist tunnel whilst pressing her thumb hard against Avril`s pierced clit. Avril bucked wildly against Faith as her teeth clamped agonisingly shut on Faith`s lower lip. Faith could taste the metallic flavour of her own blood, but she was to far gone to care.

Continuing to finger Avril quicker and quicker she bent her head so that she could grab each nipple ring in turn with her teeth. Pulling and shaking her head like a dog with a squeaky toy Avril moaned then screamed her release to the moon above. Faith was like a woman possessed as she brought Avril off four maybe even five times before she felt Avril sag against her. Avril was now a dead weight and only being held upright by Faith`s arms around her waist. At last Faith relented and just hugged Avril`s trembling body to her own.

The clouds in her head seemed to clear and she felt slightly ashamed. The last time she had been so out of control was during a firefight in Helmond when her "Subject" had been attacked. A ten minute crescendo of noise, blood, bullets ending in hand to hand fighting that she could barely remember. Back at base Yogi had said it was called "zoning out" and letting your training take over. What she had done with Avril was also zoning out, but in this case it was her arousal that had taken over.

Faith started to apologise by Avril cut her off. Her voice husky, and throaty as she whispered, "Don`t you dare apologise. That was the best sex I have had in years. I knew you would be good. I didn`t think you would be that fucking good. I`m still coming a little even as we speak. So please don`t you dare fucking apologise. Now give me a second and I will take care of you!"

Faith was still feeling a bit uncomfortable. Like with her violence that time in Helmond she felt all of her arousal dissipate quickly from her body leaving her feeling empty. "I`m good Avril. I would like a cigarette though if you still have some?"

Avril had recovered enough to stand unassisted now. She picked up the pack and the lighter from the roof where they had fallen when Faith had taken her body so completely. The two women stood and smoked in silence until Faith asked quietly, "What the fuck was that with Olga tonight? I thought she was your boss?"

Avril gave a childish giggle and blew out a long trail of smoke, "Olga and I have been friends for years. We met at a boarding school in Switzerland. Both her parents and mine were diplomats so they packed their kids off to boarding school. It was in our senior year that we discovered, or should that be admitted, that we fancied each other. We also confessed to being mutually beneficial partners. I am a natural dominant. Well. Olga as you have witnessed is a complete fucking doormat!"

"I saw what her husband did to her!"

"A marriage made in paradise. Olga got everything she wanted. A man who treats her as a semen receptacle and is richer than God. She has more money than she could spend in fifty life times. Her husband uses and abuses her on a regular basis. Best of all he gives a flying fuck who else she screws as long as it doesn't get in the papers and cause a scandal. Hence the blindfolds the other night. The only rule of their relationship is that when he calls she has to be ready!"

"Where do you fit in to all this?"

Avril smoked in silence. Faith thought she wasn`t going to answer. As Avril dropped the cigarette to the floor and with poise ground it out with the toe of one of her black heels she said simply, "I love her, and she loves me!"

"And what we have done. How does that fit in with your love for Olga?"

"Olga knows I fuck who I want. Man or woman. I am after all her Mistress. I can do as I please, with whoever I please. If she would ever get up the audacity to question what I do she knows I would give her such a thrashing. That is how our relationship works."

"And Sven? Does he get you as part of the package?"

"He does. But not in the way you mean. As far as he knows I am Olga`s PA. I also tell him everything she does so that he can punish her for every foible. He is not a cruel man, just indifferent. I presume you saw him use Olga yesterday?" Faith nodded. "That`s usually the extent of his punishments. I had told him about the three guys!"

"But why?"

"Because he pays me a hell of a lot of money to look after his wife and keep him informed. It works for all three members of this crazy group."

"Does he get to fuck you too?"

"He has never asked. To be honest he could do what he wants to me for the money he puts in my bank account every month, but as I said he just seems indifferent."

"The other night when you just sat there and watched. You seemed so cold. There was no emotion. Do you only like women?"

"Oh no. Please. I love a good cock or three. The other night was work. Me taking care of Olga`s needs. Why did you think it took nearly thirty minutes for the Jeep to leave after Olga was finished?" Faith shook her head. "I sucked them all off in the bedroom where they had left their clothes. They had all come twice already that night, so it took me slightly longer than normal, but I still went to bed that night with a stomach full of delicious spunk!"

Faith couldn`t help herself. She laughed loudly, "You are fucking incorrigible Avril!"

"And you Faith. Are you just a rug muncher or do you like having a cock in every hole?"

"I like men too. Not so much into having them up my arse, but I don`t mind getting fucked or sucking them off occasionally." They were both laughing now and lighting their second cigarette.

"You don`t like anal?" Avril asked in a tone that left Faith in no doubt that she was genuinely interested.

"I did it once or twice but it fucking hurt like hell, so I never tried it again!"

Avril was pensive. After a minute she asked, "When you watched Olga and I. Which one did you wish you were?"

The question really threw Faith. When she had been watching she hadn`t thought about it. Now with Avril asking her so directly it took Faith by surprise and she couldn`t answer immediately. Her mind spun. Was she really a submissive? Her whole life she had had to project a dominant persona, but underneath would she really like to be used as Avril had used Olga. She answered Avril with one word, "You!" but she knew in her heart that she could have answered another way. The decision was tight. Just a cigarette paper separating them.

The sun started to appear just below the horizon and Faith said a little panicky, "Avril. You have to go. Terry will be here soon, and I don`t need the grief of him finding you here without a stitch on!"

Avril gave a playful pout and sighed. "Yes. I`m sure that wouldn`t be a good idea. I`m sure your bosses would frown upon it, and I definitely want to keep you around." With that she was gone, and Faith listened to her heels as they snapped down the metal staircase.

Faith had barely sat down in her chair when Terry called out, "Morning Bobo! Still awake I hope?"

"Always mate. I`m the total fucking professional!" Faith felt like anything but as she made her own way down the stairs. The weariness swept over her in waves. She`d only slept a couple of hours in the last twenty four and she desperately needed her bunk.

It was late in the afternoon when Faith was woken by her mobile buzzing on the floor next to the bed. Answering it groggily with a curt, "Yes!"

Avril`s voice was tinny and cheerful on the phone as she said, "Wake up gorgeous. Here is a surprise for you!"

Realising that it was a video call Faith held the phone away from her ear. Avril`s face filled the screen then decreased in size as she held her phone further away at arm's length. Faith could see quite clearly now that Avril was fucking Olga in the arse wearing a strap-on. Once she had established that Faith knew what she was doing and to who Avril held the phone close to Olga`s arse so that Faith could observe in detail as the black dildo slipped in and out of Olga`s anus. Faith could see the black plastic was shiny with some kind of lubricant and Olga was moaning gently in pleasure as Avril gave Faith a running commentary.

"Eight inches long and a girth of two inches. Coated in lubricant gel and buried in this gorgeous arse. You can call the plays. Should I go faster?" Faith saw the dildos penetrations speed up. "Or should I go slower?" The dildo moved so slowly that it barely seemed to be in motion on the screen. "What should I do lover?"

Faith had never been that in to anal as she had told Avril last night. She had tried it once or twice, but it hurt like fucking hell. However. Watching Avril sodomise Olga`s gorgeous behind soon had Faith searching between her legs to locate her hard clit as she stared transfixed at the screen. Breathlessly she murmured, "Harder! Fuck her harder!"

Avril obliged and Faith could her grunting with the effort as Olga mewled her appreciation. Faith was almost coming herself when she heard Olga scream, "I´m coming Avril. I`m coming for you Mistress. Fuck my arse. Fuck me hard Mistress. I want to show you that I`m a good girl Mistress. Fuck my tight little arse. That`s it. Harder! Harder! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!"

Faith watched the picture on the screen shake as Avril struggled to keep it focused as Olga bucked and squirmed throughout her orgasm.

Faith`s fingers were moving crazily now as Avril`s face hit filled the screen again. "Show me!" She grinned.

Faith didn`t need to ask what. She moved the mobile downwards so that Avril could watch as her fingers pleasured her rigid clit for the last few seconds before Faith vocalised her own climax with a long, loud, "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

Laying sweating and panting on the bed Faith heard as if in faraway room Avril say, "Excellent!" By the time Faith had recovered enough to look once more at the screen Avril had disconnected. Instead there was a WhatsApp message. "Can you come inside without Terry seeing you?"

With fingers so shaky that she had to stop and start again a few times because of mistypes Faith typed. "Front door is out. CCTV!"

"I will open the French windows on the side!"

Faith knew where she meant. She had walked past them a few times on her patrols around the property.

Even as she typed, "30 minutes!" she thought, "What the fuck am I doing?" She was still thinking this a minute later as she stood in the shower and spent an inordinate amount of time washing her tits, pussy, and after some serious introspection, arse.

It was only as she began towelling herself dry and applying powder to the intimate areas she had shaved that she realised how fucking late it was when her watch alarm started chirping like a hungry fledgling. The alarm was set for 45 minutes before she had to relieve Terry. She cursed as she grabbed up her mobile phone and sent Aril a message. "Cannot COME. Didn`t know how late it was. Have to relieve Terry in half an hour." Short and to the point and the COME in capital letters was a nice witty touch.

It was seconds later that Avril replied. "Sad face emoji. Will come and visit after tonight's entertainment."

Faith was still feeling frustrated about missing out on whatever Avril had planned as she greeted Terry half an hour later. "You OK mate? How was the day?"

"Boring as Hell! Nearly finished my book and was thinking of starting smoking when I found your pack and all the butts on the floor."

Faith blushed and stammered, "Yeh. Sorry about that mate. Was a boring night and Avril brought my pack back to me so couldn't resist having a fag or two."

"One or two! More like five or six! I swept them all up and dumped them. Thought you told me you only smoked when you were pissed or had gotten fucked! Did I miss a fucking party up here last night? Next time don`t forget your friends!"

Faith could tell he was joking and didn`t have a clue what had happened here the night before. Playing along she said, "Terry. The only tits involved last night were mine and I nearly bored them off. Now fuck off so me and Martina Cole can have a threesome up here without you sticking your cock where it's not wanted!"

Terry was still laughing as Faith watched him walk into their small digs. She settled down in the chair feeling a bit all done up with no place to go. The shower had done her the World of good. Her shaved snatch rubbed deliciously against fresh cotton panties. A couple of dabs of her favourite perfume where hurriedly applied before running up the staircase whilst hoping Terry didn`t notice.

Faith thought to herself "You are becoming a right fucking whore!" as she delved into her bag for her little makeup case. She very rarely wore make up. In fact the act of putting it on was her telling herself that she wanted to, or meant to, or was trying to, get fucking laid.

With the tiny mirror she carefully applied subtle grey eyeshadow. She had been blessed with thick, long lashes from her mother`s South European gene pool. Even Faith thought they looked sexy with just a few strokes of the mascara brush. "Go bold or go home!" she told herself as she rubbed a bright red lipstick on her full lips. She had bought it because of the name in the Duty Free in Dubai. "Lips of Fire!" seemed quite apt for this occasion.

Faith slid a hand inside her trousers and sniffed the two fingers once she withdrew them. Not bad she thought. "Fuck me! I`m acting like a fourteen year old rather than the nearly forty year old I am!" she said out loud to the empty roof. Nearly one hour of her shift had passed so she took a walk around the roof, wandered down the stairs and did a perimeter check. The house was dark. She checked the French windows she had been supposed to use to enter but they were latched. She could hear music in the kitchen and a pale light shone from the window, but it was set up high and she couldn`t see in much to her chagrin.

As she walked past the front door Tabitha Woods exited the house. The two women exchanged pleasantries, but Tabitha was in a hurry to get home to her family and Faith, if she was honest, had nothing to say to Tabitha. Faith watched the rotund woman leave the property. As she was staring down the drive Terry appeared and told her, "Fahima`s back. Will stay out if you don`t mind,"

"Of course not mate. I`m glad at least one of us is getting shagged on this poxy job. I`ll call you if the Krays come to visit!"

Terry started to walk away then spun around, "Are you wearing makeup?"

"Fuck!" Faith said silently and then so that he could hear, "Yes. Got fed up being shown up by the two glamorous subjects so thought I would tart myself up for once. You know I`m a fucking woman Terry, don`t you?"

Terry grinned, "Course I do. You have no cock and a pair of tits. Don`t forget I`ve seen you naked more than a few times."

Carrying on the banter Faith quipped, "That could apply to you to Terry. Two tits and no cock!"

They were both laughing as Faith climbed back to her crows nest as Terry went to get sexually abused by his nympho wife. When he was gone Faith realised that there was nothing to stop her going inside now. She thought for a bit and then messaged Avril. "Terry Fkd off for the night. Invitation still open?"

There was no immediate reply which both hurt and surprised Faith so when her phone buzzed twenty minutes later she snatched it up. "Sorry was in bath. Sounds great. We have guests arriving at nine. Will msg you."

Guests? The same guests as before? The three strapping hulks? The boss Mr. Kesselring? Maybe others completely different? She looked at her watch. 20:15. She picked up her book but really couldn`t be arsed. She found the pack of Bensons and lit the last remaining cigarette to try and calm her nerves. Twenty minutes later she watched the blacked out Jeep SUV drive down into the underground garage.

There had still been no contact from Avril when the light came on in the room below. Faith was off her seat in a heartbeat and looking intently down into the brightly lit area. As before a very prim and proper Avril entered first with two young couples following in her wake. Olga obviously didn`t b do ugly people as all four were extremely good looking. All four were in their mid to late twenties. The guys were very handsome. No Baldy's this time. One had a thick mop of curly brown hair that looked windswept but had probably cost a fortune in the salon to get it looking like that. The other had dark hair cut really close to the scalp. Almost skinhead style.

As they started to take off their clothes Faith could see they both had bodies that an army PTI would give his right arm for. Not overly muscled, but trim with no fat and the definitions of their muscles were hard. Something seemed to have upset Avril as there was a short argument. Eventually the two guys nodded. Olga must have a thing about pubic hair because the next five minutes was spent with Avril and her trusty bowl and razor removing all evidence of their pubic hair.

All the while the girls had been giggling as Avril shaved the guys. They were still fully clothed and grinning at the guys. Both of which now sported rather large erections because Avril had roughly used her hand towel on their genitals. Faith saw Avril snap her fingers and the two girls moved like an oiled machine.

The girl with shoulder length hair died a rose pink soon had dark guys cock in her mouth as the auburn haired beauty attended to brown, mop head. Avril walked around the foursome as if inspecting their work. Bending to get a closer look as Pink hair managed to deep throat short hair, before inspecting Auburn`s blow job skills from up equally close.

Faith saw rather than heard Avril clap her hands and the two girls stopped immediately and stood up. They were dressed identically in jeans and sweatshirts that were removed quickly so that all four were now naked. Faith looked longingly at the four naked people down below. "What the fuck was wrong with her. She had always liked sex, but this place was turning her into something else. She salivated as she studied Pink hairs large DD breasts and thin waist. Auburn had almost no breasts, but her thin body carried the lack of tits off perfectly.

It was the girls turn now as the guys got between their thighs and Faith could see their heads moving as they tongued their partners.

Again the silent hand clap and all four stood in line as Avril gave a short speech. Same procedure was carried out with the blindfolds. Satisfied that all four were in effect blind Avril led mop head and Pink hair to one wall and made them face the wall. Auburn and dark hair were guided to the bed. As soon as they were in position Avril opened the door for Olga. She entered the room totally naked and immediately lay on the bed in the gap between auburn and dark hair that Avril had strategically left for her.

Faith was breathing heavily from her viewpoint on the roof. Avril stayed in the middle of the room like some black suited umpire. Olga and her two bed fellows lost no time in exploring each other's bodies, their hands moving rapidly. Auburn was soon sucking on one tiny nipple ring as Dark sought the other. Olga`s fingers were brushing sensuously against his stiffness and the girls labia. Faith saw he was very hard. As the two licked their way down Olga`s body she shuffled around on the bed so that she could get her lips around dark's cock. Olga waited for the other two to get in position before frantically bob, bob, bobbing up and down on dark`s handsome dick. Olga was lying on her side so that Dark could get to her snatch with his tongue at the same time that Auburn was sticking her tongue between Olga's arse cheeks.

Faith nearly missed it when Avril went and took Pink from where she had been waiting and introduced her to the mix. Dark`s cock was still in Olga`s mouth. Auburn was now buried between Olga`s thighs and Pink set to work suckling Olga`s nipples after she was assisted in finding them by Avril.

Dark ejaculated. Faith could see his sperm dribbling from the corner of Olga`s mouth even as Avril man handled him rather roughly from the bed and placed him facing the wall. Avril returned with mop head. A tiny bit of stage management occured where Auburn was encouraged to kiss Olga and therefore end up with lips coated in dark`s come.

Avril moved all the actors into their new positions. Olga on her knees with Mop Head pushing his cock into her from behind. Pink underneath with her head between Olga`s thighs, Mop Heads balls swinging in front of her eyes. Auburn licking Pink`s pussy forcefully in between sharing kisses with Olga and allowing her to dip her tongue occasionally into Pink`s cunt.

Mop Head was next to come, and Avril aggressively pulled his cock out just before he did so and pointed it downwards into Pink`s mouth. Pink hungrily ate four long, creamy ropes of come before resuming sucking on Olga`s clit.

Avril went back to Dark who was standing by the wall. He still wasn`t quite hard enough so Avril squatted before him and bobbed her head a few times on his glans until he was stiffer. This was the first time Faith had witnessed Avril get involved with anything sexual. It was soon over though as she led the blindfolded Dark over to the bed and positioned him behind Olga exactly where Mop Head had been. Avril helped him put his cock into Olga`s vagina then stepped back to watch the threesome. Pink appeared to be coming now as she writhed on the bed with Dark`s dick pumping into Olga just above her nose as she steadfastly stayed sucking on Olga's clit.

Then it was over. Pink took another mouthful of come courtesy of Dark. Olga shuddered as if hit by a thousand volts and Avril clapped her hands. Olga left the room. Blindfolds were removed. All participants were pointed towards the shower cabin in the corner and Avril looked up and beckoned Faith to come down and join them. By them she meant her and the four younger ones as Avril was peeling off her black suit and carefully placing it on the sofa.

Faith saw Mop Head come out of the shower and lay on the bed. After that she saw nothing more as she was sprinting down the stairs. She bet with herself that Avril had left the front door open, and she won the bet. Inside the house she took a second to orientate herself and then ran up the wooden stairs that would by her estimate bring her to the room on under the skylight.

Faith paused outside a luxurious bedroom decorated in pale blue. She could hear the shower running in the en-suite. That was Olga`s bedroom then. Moving on further she found another short wooden stairway. The door at the top was open and she peeked inside through the gap between the door and the door jamb. It was indeed the correct place as Avril, Dark, Mop Head, Auburn and Pink were already on the bed.

Her professionalism kicked in for a split second and she looked for somewhere to secrete her utility belt and Glock. There was a small cupboard at the bottom of the stairs that she found was empty, so she stowed everything inside, including her tactical boots and combat trousers. Faith padded up the stairs in a dark green t-shirt and a pair of Primark, white cotton panties. The latter of which were already sticking to her with her own juices.

Faith pushed the door open and walked in shyly. Five sets of eyes swung around to greet her as Avril laughed and called out, "Our guest of honour has arrived. Don`t be misled by her unsexy clothing this woman knows what's what I can tell you."

Faith stood inside the door feeling a bit silly in her white cotton panties and olive drab T-shirt and for the first time she started to have second thoughts. Avril could see that Faith was wavering so bounced from the bed and hugged her tightly before pulling the t-shirt gingerly over her head. Faith found herself responding and raising her arms to aid Avril in removing her shirt. She wore no bra so automatically crossed her arms to cover her breasts. Avril gently but firmly uncrossed them and placed a tiny kiss on each nipple.

Faith was starting to relax as Avril slipped finger into both sides of Faith`s panties and pushed them downwards. Avril moved down with them. When they were gathered around Faith`s ankles Avril placed another kiss directly on Faith`s engorged clitoris that made Faith shudder involuntarily.

Avril was kindness personified as she led Faith by the hand towards the four youngsters on the bed. "Lie in the middle Faith!" Avril instructed and the two guys and the two girls on the bed moved apart like the Red Sea to allow her to lie on her back between them on the huge bed. She was now lying staring up at the skylight that had been the initiator of where she now found herself. Pink and Dark were on one side with Auburn and Mop Head on the other.

Avril joined her on the bed and did a brief introduction. Apparently Pink was called Di, Auburn was Polly, Dark was Damon and Mop Head was Benny. It felt quite surreal to Faith to say, "Nice to meet you!" to four naked young people on a huge bed with her recently acquired lover.

"Now lie back and enjoy," Avril whispered in a sultry, throaty voice directly in Faith`s ear. Avril let one hand lazily pass over Faith`s eyes in the general sign for Faith to close them. Which she did. Faith was not normally a trusting person, but Avril had this effect on people. They just did what she said. Faith had seen it with all the so called "Guests".

Faith held her breath. Then exhaled loudly as five pairs of hands began daintily exploring every nook and cranny of her body. Their touches were faint almost soothing. Her breasts were being fondled by four hands so carefully it felt fabulous to Faith and having her eyes closed just heightened her sensitivity. Two lips encircled both of her rock hard nipples as two fingers, from two different hands, pushed there way inside her damp tunnel.

Faith was in paradise. There was a moments indecisiveness when she felt a hand slither under her body and brush delectably against her meticulously washed arsehole. Faith knew it had to be Avril so she turned ever so slightly so that she had better access. This earned her a "Good girl!" whispered into her ear. The finger near her rear entry vanished before returning in a split second. This time it felt cool and slimy as it pressed against Faith`s puckered back door.

Faith caught her breath as the digit pushed its way past the muscles at the entrance and for the first time in her life Faith was being fingered in the pussy and arse at the same time. Not to forget that both her tits were being sucked beautifully. Faith was content to just enjoy herself for a few minutes as her body was stimulated to the maximum. Faith knew she was going to come soon. She was sure nobody could take this much arousal without coming. The first ripples started to emanate from her core as she felt something tap against her lips. Her sex addled mind took a few seconds before it realised that it was a very hard cock being jabbed inquiringly against the entrance to her closed mouth. Faith opened her mouth as her climax arrived and the dick was pushed deep inside her mouth stifling her orgasmic cries. Faith was flailing on the bed, but the cock was now thrusting so deep it was blocking her airway. The lack of oxygen plus her over stimulated body nearly had her blacking out.

She came again as Avril inserted a second finger in her arse. The dick in her mouth had now retreated enough that she could breathe better. She held the glans in her mouth and let her tongue explore the slit at its summit. Now she was a willing participant rather than before where he, whoever he was, had basically been raping her mouth. Faith actually enjoyed giving blow jobs so turned her attention to the penis in her mouth to take her mind off of all the sensations spreading out from her tits, cunt and arse for a minute or two. She was seemingly doing it quite well as she heard Benny groan a split second before Faith`s mouth filled with his salty seed.

Faith gagged and spluttered for a second as she was still ostensibly lying on her back. Benny vacated her mouth and Faith made exaggerated swallows to clear his deposit from her mouth, throat and windpipe. Once she had calmed she felt a pussy press down onto her sperm covered lips. It definitely wasn`t Avril as she was now pushing her two fingers deeper and deeper into Faith`s nearly virgin arse.

Faith began exploring the tight snatch on her face as the fingers disappeared from Faith`s cunt only to be replaced by a very robust dick. It must have been Damon`s as there is no way in hell that Benny would have been ready this soon. "My God it felt good," Faith was thinking as her last fuck with a man was more than four months ago. Faith began to move with Damon to accentuate her enjoyment whilst still using her tongue on the dripping pussy pressed against her face.

Faith was going to come again. The stiff cock in her pussy and Avril`s two fingers, that were now completely in her arse and rubbing against Damon`s cock through the thin skin between Faith`s pussy and arse were bringing Faith to the peak once more. The young woman on her face began to grind herself against Faith as she to approached orgasm and Faith shrieked into her pussy as she came.

The young woman rolled off of Faith and for the first time Faith opened an eye and saw it was Di who had been riding her. Looking down she saw a sweating Damon driving into her between her thighs. The veins on his neck were extended as he neared the finish. Faith moved one leg and kicked him in the arse with her heel and he shot his load deep inside her. The hot splashes against her inner walls were delectable.

Faith was panting like a winded marathon runner now. Even Avril seemed to be satiated as the two fingers vanished from Faith`s arse leaving Faith with the unusual feeling that something was missing.

There was a brief pause now. The two men were finished. Faith was trying desperately to gain control of her motor functions as her body twitched and shuddered through multiple aftershocks. Avril reached up and Kissed Faith fervidly with her tongue probing for Faith`s. Breaking the kiss Avril physically pushed Polly`s head down between Faith`s thighs. Faith flinched as the youthful tongue began cleaning away Damon`s spunk which was dribbling from between her sore and puffy labia.

Avril inspected her work and when she was convinced that Faith was spotless once more she clapped her hands like a school teacher rounding up her wards. "Shower and go now! Jerome is waiting in the car to take you back to London. The agreed amount is in four envelopes on the table," Avril indicated the small coffee table by the sofa where Faith could see four thick brown envelopes.

The two older women lay on the bed watching in silence as the four youngsters showered quickly, dressed, picked up an envelope and left without saying a word, or even checking to make sure the money was correct. It was five minutes later when a naked Olga walked into the bedroom and looked at Avril before saying, "Mistress do you need me, or may I go to bed?"

"Did you have fun this evening Olga?" Avril asked curtly.

"Yes Mistress. Did I please you Mistress?"

"Yes you did Olga. Now go to bed. I will see you in the morning!"

Olga left and Faith just gaped open mouthed at the conversation. Then she asked quietly, "She does all these things because you tell her too. Correct?"

Avril grinned at Faith. "Of course. I tell her exactly what I want her to do and then she does it so that I can watch. Normally afterwards I make use of the escorts we hired or sometimes I just have sex with Olga."

"Has she ever said no?" Faith was amazed at the revelation. All the time she had thought that it was Olga who hired and designed each of the sexual scenarios whilst all along it had been Avril who choreographed each adventure for her own voyeuristic gratification.

"Never! And if she did I would flog her mercilessly until she agreed to do whatever I wanted."

Faith took a few minutes to digest everything she had learned then said, "I have to go. Normally when Terry stays off base he is always back early and I need a shower as I must stink of sex!"

"Wait!" Avril said sternly which took Faith a little by surprise. "I have something for you. I have got you ready."

Faith stared at Avril quizzically. "What are you talking about?"

"I was working your arse all night or didn`t you notice?"

"Of course I noticed!"

"Well now you have to put this in to keep it open as I will come by tomorrow morning. Believe me you will want to be ready when I arrive!" Avril tossed a silver butt plug onto the bed next to Faith.

Faith was going to refuse but Avril said simply, "If you don`t want to feel my stick on your bum you better shove that in double quick or I can do it for you!" Faith handed her the butt plug and rolled over to present Avril with her bum.

Avril used a lot of the lubricant and eventually managed to push the plug home as Faith bit her lip against the brief jolt of pain. Once it was in place it felt extremely weird but actually on the other hand quite pleasing. Faith stood up and for a reason she couldn`t quite explain she said quietly, "Thank you Mistress!" before using the shower in the corner. As the water cascaded over her body Faith knew she had just conceded her free will to this dominant woman. The other thing she realised was that she was elated about it.

The End (For now)