Ruby Rhapsody - Perverted Passions

Whirling to face Beal, Katt felt a rage previously unknown to her. "You can't wait to tell him, can you Beal?"

Unconcerned, he shrugged. "You want to screw, or not?"

"I wouldn't screw you if you were the last man on earth!"

"The hell you wouldn't!" Beal thought he saw a way to save himself some trouble and make her talk. "Tell me where the bodies are! I'm gonna screw you if you don't. How about right here, where good old Ted can see us fuck?"

"There are no bodies for you, you bastard!"

Hunter's dark eyes narrowed meanly. "You're going to regret that, you whore! Tomorrow they will be here!" He pointed to the ground beneath his feet. "Right here! If they are not, I promise you, you will regret it!" He swung around and stomped out of the tent.

Leaning weakly against the table, Katt took a steadying breath and listened with relief as the jeep roared away. In the meantime, Sandor had brought the professor up to date on unfolding events, and as soon as Hunter was out of sight, they strode across to the tent.

"Did he buy it?" Ted asked, putting his arms around his wife. Her face was the colour of ashes.

"No. Someone told him," Katt choked.

"I know. Sandor told me. Listen, Katt, Hazun has no place to go. I want to take him on to look after you, to assist you."

"I could use the help."

"Good. Then it's settled. I'll feel better having him with you as long as Hunter is around."

Katt gave a half sob. "I don't think Hazun is your man for that. Hunter had the two of them tied up."

"I know. But next time, neither of them will be so easily taken. It will ease my mind, Katt."

"Okay." She nodded.

"Now, why don't you go back with Sandor and get some rest? He is going to drive Hazun to Beal's place to collect his things. Then, he'll bring Hazun directly to you and then come here for me. I'll be home around six." Ted kissed his wife on the cheek.

Suddenly, Katt did feel tired. Putting up no argument, she let Ted put her in the jeep.

Bhadra, eyes full of fear, met them at the door.

"It's all right, Bhadra. Beal has been satisfied for the moment. The skeletons are safe." Katt walked toward the bedroom.

"I'm going to lie down and rest. Wake me in an hour."

"Let me help you," Bhadra said, bustling about, turning down the sheets.

Surprised, Katt thought she must really look awful to elicit such behaviour from Bhadra.

"I will bring a bowl of water and sponge you down. Cool and refreshed, you will rest better."

What on earth had gotten into her ayah? Katt wondered. In the two years she had been with them, Bhadra had never made such a fuss over her.

Sponge her down! Like an invalid…

Removing her clothes, Katt lay down on the bed. She stared at the ceiling, wondering how it was going to end. Had the Indian government, or the police made any effort at all to stop Hunter Beal from smuggling ancient artifacts out of India? Who had he sold the artifacts to?

Sadly, they could never be recovered.

A new idea struck Katt. What if they had been sold and remained in India? If so, Beal had broken no laws other than stealing from Ted.

Still, it was peculiar that the authorities had not contacted Ted before now. Sandor had sent that wire two-no, three days ago.

Bhadra broke into her thoughts. "This will cool you." Gently, she sponged Katt with the cool, wet cloth. It wasn't until she rant the rag between Katt's legs that she let her mem-sahib know that she had an ulterior motive.

Bending down, Bhadra lightly brushed her lips over Katt's golden-fuzzed mound.

Relaxed and drowsy, Katt murmured, "Go ahead, Bhadra, kiss me."

On her belly, Bhadra wiggled between Katt's long legs and lay there, licking her mem-sahib's pussy with delight. After awhile, the Indian servant quickly moved up and used her left nipple to stimulate Katt's clit.

"Ummm, yes, ayah… Good-it's good…" Every flick of the giant nipple across her erect clit gave her an electric shock of pleasure.

"The sahib loves to watch you suck my pussy." Katt began to thrust and grind her hips. "Do you like for my husband to fuck you, Bhadra?"

"Yes, mem-sahib. He is a real man."

"I'd love to watch him fuck you, Bhadra. Would you mind?"

"No, mem-sahib. I would like for you to watch as your husband shoves that big cock up my pussy and cums inside of me."

"We must do it soon, very soon… What else does my husband do to you, Bhadra?"

"Ahhh, he shoves his prick in my mouth and lets me drink his juice."

"You like to suck him off, swallow his jizz?"

"Yes, mem-sahib! Very much!"

"Do you like taking my husband's cum in your mouth better than taking it in your cunt?"

"Yes, I do! I have always like it that way."

"Do you like to taste my pussy juice in your mouth?"

"Oh, yes! I love to drink yours, mem-sahib."

"Then suck my cunt, Bhadra. I'm going to cum. Hurry! I'll cum in your mouth!"

"Eat it!" Katt squealed as her cunt spasmed. It felt like a sea of cum was pouring out of her.

Her slurping sounds filled the room.

Yet, for Katt, the climax was a pleasant tension reliever, not a grand slam orgasm as she had with a man. She closed her eyes and allowed the loving tongue of her servant to lap the juices from her. Slowly, Katt drifted into a twilight sleep. Gradually, she sank deeper and deeper.

Bhadra remained between her mem-sahib's legs, feasting on her pussy for a long, long time. Finally, her oral appetite appeased, she began to think of her bodily appetite. The servant crept out of the room.

In the kitchen, Bhadra plucked a long, wooden ladle with the thick handle out of its holder. Deliberately, she sat down in a chair and lifted her feet up on the table top, her legs spread lewdly wide, intent on satisfying herself. One swift movement of her hand and the scrumptious handle slid into her cunt with a squashing sound. Dreamily, she closed her eyes and hunched her hips. Back and forth her arm worked-faster and faster. Soon, she began to moan softly. Her fingers frigged her clit.

That's how Hazun found her when he entered the kitchen. Padding softly to her side, his dick growing by leaps and bounds, he grasped her hand.

Slowly, eyes locked with hers, he drew the handle out of her body and up to his mouth. Sticking out his tongue, Hazun licked the cunt jelly from the make-shift wooden phallus.

Eyes filled with surprise, Bhadra smiled at him. They had fucked many times, at meetings of the cult, but never privately. Reaching up, she undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. A full head shorter, she rose, tilted her head far back to look up at him, for he had stepped in close.

Hazun pressed his lips to hers. Then, he bent his knees until he was nearly squatting, and deftly guided his cock into her creamy slit. With one swift thrust, he entered her. He knew he could do it for her cunt had previously taken his huge cock easily. Bhadra was a good screw.

Sadly, she preferred sucking more than fucking, and Hazun was a pussy man.

Not having had such a great cock in her cunt for weeks, Bhadra bit off an ecstatic cry of pleasure. She did not wish to wake the mem-sahib now, with all this fun to be had with Hazun.

"The mem-sahib?" he grunted.

"Sleep. I sucked her to sleep."

"Ate her pussy?" Hornily, he withdrew and rammed back in again.

Bhadra grunted, nodded and groaned with rapture. "Yes, oh, yes, pack it high inside me!" Raising up on tiptoes, to get more leverage, Bhadra tried to match his thrusts.

"I love sucking pussy-sucking cock." She pouted, "The sahib has always kept my mouth and belly full until lately." Getting the hang of tallfucking, Bhadra worked her cunt on Hazun's dick.

"I like getting head-sometimes," Hazun admitted, wishing to please the woman he was fucking. "You can suck me off this first time if you wish.