The Price of Desire (24 page)

‘He's coming!' whispered Lily, fear etched into her features, and she collapsed on the floor whimpering.

There was nothing they could do. They were trapped underground with no way of escape. Georgie reached down for her sister, pulling her back up. All they could do was cling to each other as they heard the slow purposeful footsteps coming down.

He appeared in the doorway, seeming twice as big as Georgie remembered, a sinister grin on his usually calm face.

‘Georgie Porgy, pudding and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry...' Gideon chanted menacingly. ‘It looks like I underestimated you, young lady. I must admit you were a fantastic fuck, but I didn't think you'd cause me this much trouble.'

‘Th-the game's up now, Gideon,' Georgie stuttered, with more bravado than she felt. ‘We have the vicar's confession. He told us everything, and I have witnesses.'

‘You stupid girl, you have no proof. Do you really think anyone is going to take the word of a corrupt vicar over someone as influential as me? There's nothing you can do to me and now it's my turn to have some fun with you. Who'd have thought it, two for the price of one? If your sister's as good a fuck as you are I should be getting a lot more business from tonight.'

‘What are you going to do with us?' Georgie demanded fearfully.

‘And here's me thinking you knew it all,' he mocked sarcastically.

‘You walk around here like you own the village, pretending you're so civilised, but you're nothing but a glorified pimp,' she spat, clearly hitting a nerve. For the first time Gideon looked really angry, rage distorted his features and dark demons danced in his eyes.

‘You have no idea what I am or what I can do. I have friends in very high places, young Georgie. People far more powerful than your dear daddy. People in the upper echelons of society, from leading political figures to high court judges. I've even got a royal on my client list.' He calmed slightly. ‘Everyone has a need, Georgie, and people who have money can afford to have their needs catered for, no matter how extreme. Tonight's little show is a prime example. Now, you can either do this the easy way or the hard way. Cooperate as a willing participant and I'll make sure nothing bad happens to your sister, but if you cause trouble I'll make you watch while every single guest upstairs has
fun
with her.'

Georgie was faced with an impossible choice. She didn't know what she was agreeing to, but she couldn't allow Gideon to fulfil his threat. ‘If I agree to what you want, do you promise to let us go?' she asked.

‘You have my word,' he promised, his smile reminding Georgie of a vicious shark. She didn't believe him one little bit, but at least she might be able to buy them some desperately needed time.

 

From somewhere in the house a gong sounded and the guests were ushered outside. Part of the garden had been marked out by a white circle painted on the lawn. In the centre, illuminated by a spotlight overhead, stood an altar draped in white silk and adorned with lilies. The stage had been set and the crowd stood hushed, forming an audience around the white ring on the grass.

Gideon's parties were renowned for their finales, and excited anticipation of the main event hung in the air. The music from the house was switched off and for a few moments there was a collective holding of breath. Then a drumbeat began.

Bunnie was amongst the crowd, watching but not believing what she was witnessing. This was it. They were about to start the ceremony, which meant Lily had to be close by. But where was Georgie? Bunnie felt panic rising and looked around desperately for a friendly face. To her relief she saw Richard pushing his way through the crowd towards her, and flung her arms around him as soon as he was within reach.

‘Are you thinking what I'm thinking?' he whispered in her ear.

She looked at him with real concern in her eyes. ‘I think this is it,' she whispered back. ‘Where's Georgie?'

‘I don't know,' said Richard. ‘I haven't seen her since we split up earlier.' They quickly scanned the onlookers, but it was difficult to identify anyone in the jostling crowd. ‘Maybe she's still in the house,' he said, with more hope than conviction.

Before Bunnie could reply six hooded figures walked into the circle, in robes of white, their faces covered. One man led the procession, walking to the sombre drumbeat, followed by Georgie and Lily, each held by two robed figures, the last man bringing up the rear.

Bunnie grabbed Richard's arm painfully. ‘That's them!' she hissed unnecessarily.

‘Shhh,' Richard hushed. ‘We don't want to draw attention to ourselves.'

‘But we have to do something,' Bunnie said desperately.

They watched helplessly as Lily was tied on the altar, her expression one of resignation to her fate. Georgie was pushed into a kneeling position, her hands tied behind her back. Bunnie screwed her eyes up tight; she could not bring herself to watch what was about to happen.

 

The hooded figures stood in a semi-circle around the two girls, while the leader took up place behind the altar, his arms raised. The drumming stopped and a chanting began. Georgie couldn't make out any of the words; it was as if her captors were speaking in tongues.

As she was forced to kneel beside the altar she kept her eyes on the ground. She just wanted to get this over and done with - whatever it was to be - and get her sister home. She knew now there was no way to stop the pseudo ceremony, and all she could hope for was to get through it as quickly as possible. The chanting unnerved her though, and she wished they would just get on with whatever they were going to do.

‘Quandisa, please accept this offering as a symbol of our unquestioning faith,' the leader suddenly called. ‘We bow down to your almighty power and ask that you grant us prosperity.' The chanting grew louder and the crowd grew more expectant.

‘Quandisa, we offer this virgin in your name and to prove our allegiance to you.' The crowd jeered their approval.

Georgie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Gideon had gone back on the deal! He had no intention of sparing Lily. He had betrayed her again.

One of them stepped forward, and Georgie recognised his voice instantly. ‘Before the ultimate sacrifice we bring before you the body of another for worship,' Gideon said. ‘She will take the seed of her masters and the virgin shall be savoured only by the high priest.'

Georgie felt defeated, numb, as she allowed herself to be stripped. She stared up at the starry sky, the full moon shining down on her naked form. She couldn't allow herself to picture the watching crowd. She was totally exposed to them, naked and vulnerable, but to add to her shame she felt a rush of adrenalin coursing through her body. The night air teased her naked flesh, her nipples puckered at its gentle caress, and her face flushed as she realised a small part of her actually wanted to be fucked in front of an adoring crowd.

The drumbeat started again, Georgie's pounding heart matching the ominous rhythm. A figure in white appeared in front of her. With a flourish he threw back his hood and the robe slipped to the ground, revealing his naked body. Cheers went up from the crowd as he pulled Georgie's face to his engorged cock. She didn't have time to resist as he held her firmly by the hair so she couldn't pull back. He fucked her mouth roughly, but not for long before erupting down her throat, leaving Georgie coughing, the cheers of the crowd ringing in her ears, her cheeks burning.

His place was immediately taken as another naked priest stepped close, nudging his erection crudely against her lips. This time she was more prepared, keeping her mouth closed, but when two hands grasped her from behind she gasped and he took advantage. She was held around her waist and her legs pulled apart.

Something warm and oily was poured over her bottom and it ran between her buttocks, mixing with her own juices. The unseen hands spread the oily liquid over her rump, spreading it over her buttocks and down between her thighs. The exploring fingers paid special attention to the tight knot of her anus and coated her swelling labia.

She was under their total control, powerless to prevent the men from exploring her body, invading her helpless flesh... and powerless to prevent her body responding to the rough, domineering treatment.

Georgie was relieved the new cock in her mouth was not as urgent as the first, and she was able to use her tongue, licking along the shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth.

A phantom finger began to gently but insistently probe the opening of her pussy before it plunged deep inside. She groaned inwardly as the deliciously teasing digit withdrew from her aching cunt and began to slide between her lubricated buttocks. It caressed the bud of her anus before penetrating her little hole too.

Georgie's blood ran cold; surely they weren't going to bugger her in front of the baying crowd. She desperately wanted to run away before she lost all control, but how could she leave Lily? And how could she deny her body what it so badly needed?

The unseen finger was slowly removed from her twitching anus and she whimpered as she felt the man kneel and position himself behind her, pushing his cock against the spread cleft of her buttocks, and in one swift movement she was impaled by it, buried deep inside her slick pussy. She heard the man groan as he began to fuck her, each thrust driving him deep into her core.

Despite her shame she sucked hungrily on the throbbing cock in her mouth as her body rocked back and forth, sandwiched between the two sweating men, hands mauling and crawling all over her. The thrusts from behind her grew more erratic as the stranger approached his orgasm. She felt his cock spurt jets of sperm inside her and he cried out. He released his grip on her and she nearly slumped to the ground, but another man steadied her from behind, getting on his back and sliding underneath her. He pulled her down into a sitting position, his erect penis aiming for her gaping centre. She straddled him and was again penetrated, his rigid shaft stabbing up into her.

Georgie hated herself but she needed no further encouragement, sucking furiously on the erection in her mouth, bouncing up and down on the one in her pussy, her own needs now too strong to stop. The blissful feeling of surrendering to the men was too much to bear and she gave up willingly, her body yearning for release.

She felt another hand on the small of her back. It pushed her further forward so her breasts smothered the face of the man beneath her. She kept her head up to accommodate the man in her mouth, and then to her horror she felt pressure against her anal ring. She desperately tried to relax, knowing that tensing would only make it painful, and then she felt her body open up and with a few sharp shoves she had another cock inside her, filling her more than she ever thought was possible. She stopped moving under own steam and allowed her body to be used, being pushed and pulled, a cock in every hole.

In Georgie's whirling mind the crowd had disappeared and it was just the four of them, writhing and rutting on the grass, pagan lust clouding her senses. The sensations were all consuming, all four of them reduced to primeval instincts, sucking and fucking and out of control.

She knew it was Gideon who'd penetrated her last, who was fucking her arse; she would recognise his technique anywhere. Tears of shame and humiliation welled in her eyes because he would know how much she was enjoying it, and the awareness of him buggering her fired her submissive instincts and drove her closer to her orgasm, the three cocks ploughing in and out as the climax washed over her.

The vision of her convulsing was too much for the man in her mouth and his body jerked, his seed spraying down her throat. He moved away and Georgie collapsed on the man below, clinging tightly to him as he bucked his hips, driving deeper into her, pushing against the cock in her rectum. Georgie was crying out, oblivious to the spellbound crowd, to Lily watching, horrified, and Bunnie crying against Richard's shoulder, unable to hide her shock at what they were all witnessing.

Gideon too was moving like a piston, fucking Georgie's arse and putting on a good show for his guests, ever the centre of attention. The man beneath her tensed and shuddered, burying his face deep into her breasts as he pumped his sperm inside her. He pulled his shrinking cock out and rolled from under.

‘It's just you and me now,' Gideon growled in her ear. ‘And then I can't wait to see your sister get what's coming to her. Maybe I will let everyone have her after all, after my client of course. He's paid a great deal for your sister's virginity.'

‘Bastard,' she spat back at him, but he merely laughed, driving his cock deep into her tight rectum again and again until, despite her anger, she knew she was on the brink of another orgasm.

‘You're such a dirty little bitch, Georgie,' he taunted. ‘It's a real shame we didn't get to know each other better.' He reached a hand between her legs and found her swollen clitoris. She knew this was just another way for him to humiliate her but she was helpless to stop him. His fingers pinched spitefully, but it was all she needed to tip her over the edge. She shuddered violently, hearing Gideon roar as he emptied his seed deep inside her arse to a spontaneous round of applause from the captivated audience.

He stood up like a prize fighter, his arms raised in triumph, standing victoriously over Georgie, leaving her a quivering mess on the lawn. One of his priests hurried forward and draped robes around his shoulders, the conquering warrior fresh out of the ring. He stalked arrogantly around the circumference of the crowd and then, always the showman, lowered his arms. The crowd fell silent, expectant.