Nikki shot a look at me to see if I was going to object. “Just words sis. He can say what he likes. Cindy will be busy getting her mind into it so she can maintain control.”
Richard, stepped closer and pulled Cindy back to the edge of her table. He admired her form, then Slap! on her right cheek. Slap again in the same spot. Cindy gasped. This was rougher than her play with Tim. Slap! a third time. Tim made a movement, but Cindy glanced at him and made a small hand motion. She was ok. Not that bad really. Then Richard’s hard cock invaded her ass. She let out a loud moan. Good thing Angel had her well lubed. Richard wasn’t going slow like Tim. He was going to ride her hard. For 750K, who could blame him? Richard had Cindy by the hips and vigorously pumped his cock balls deep. Every so often he’d give her ass a hard slap. He was really enjoying himself. Letting go with one hand he reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her up and back. The crowd could now see her face, a mixture of pleasure and pain, her tits before her proudly displayed.
“Tell me whore. Tell me what you want.”
“I’m no, uh, whore. I am the Goddess of Love.” Smack! “Ow, oh.” “What I need is for you mortal to FUCK MY ASS like you mean it.”
Richard smiled, she was into it. He was riding her ass hard and enjoying every minute. Having cum twice already he knew he could wear out this little bitch. She might really be a nice girl, but right now she was a $750K premium piece of ass.
“OK whore or Goddess, let’s really get to business. I want to see those tits shaking and see you begging for more. Turn over”
Cindy turned over not exactly sure how this would work. At home they’d only done doggie style. Richard grabbed a large pillow, pulled Cindy’s ass to the very edge of the table. He lifted her and a server put the pillow underneath. Pleased with the positioning he addressed the crowd.
“Goddess? See how her ass gapes, begging for more of my cock. Go ahead beg for it whore.”
“Give me more. More cock mortal. Feed your Goddess.”
“I’ll give you my cock but I’ll have you calling yourself whore before we’re done.”
Richard slammed his cock into her waiting asshole. It was wide open and waiting. He resumed his pistoning movements. Slamming into her over and over. Reaching forward he fondled her tits, squeezing her small nipples, stretching them. And her tits did shake and roll despite their firmness. In and out he went, imploring her, “beg beg for my cock. Beg for my semen. Call yourself whore. I demand it.”
“Oooh yes, please fuck my ass, fill me, cum in me, take me.”
I could see that despite where we were and the situation, Cindy was going to cum from this. Her body couldn’t deny the sensations. “Yes yes give it to me. Give it to your whore. I’M A FUCKING WHOOOOORE.” She bucked, arched her back, screamed vile words, demanded satisfaction. It was too much for Richard, he held himself hard against Cindy and gave her what she needed.
What semen was left in him by this time now filled Cindy. Leaning on her he whispered. “Best ever girl, my best ever.” And pulled away leaving Cindy with her gaping ass dripping cum,
exposed for all to see. She put her legs down, closed, leaned back and rested. As the servers, including Nikki, rolled the platform back behind the curtains the audience erupted in applause.
“Bravo Peter. Truly your greatest entertainment. Bravo.”
Peter bowed but raised his hand. “Thank you, thank you. I cannot claim all credit. This unique performance starting with act 2 was almost entirely the design of our Goddess of Love. It was her idea. To have her body given up for charity. A truly special gift.”
“Really Peter? Richard’s money is all going to charity?”
“Yes, Cindy would like to benefit a charity for sick children. Commendable.”
Helen, “Peter please increase my pledge to $100 thousand. Come on you cheap bastards. Add to the total. You can’t say this show wasn’t worth a few of your filthy dollars.”
“Thank you Helen, so kind. Yes, I promise, every dollar will go to good.”
Several guests walked up and promised Peter some amount.
“Very good my friends. And now let me reintroduce our star of the night, the Goddess of Love, Cynthia!”
Cindy walked out, now wearing a lightweight cover-up. She was the only one clothed at the moment.
“Thank you. I hope you have been entertained. Thank you for you kind donations. I believe I will need to rest a good long time after all these virile men, and woman”, as she looked at Helen with a smile. “But there is one remaining feat. No mortal could complete, but now I am a Goddess. I can do anything. God Bacchus, please step up to my platform.”
Peter, not exactly sure what was happening, complied. “Bacchus, let me be sure of the rules. Cock in mouth, lips to pubes, no other restrictions?”
Oh fuck she was going to try again. Why now? She had succeeded. I looked at Nikki, who moved to the platform. Cindy ordered, “Server Nikki, prepare Bacchus and bring him to the end of the table.” Seeing Cindy’s determination, Nikki went along. Brought Peter to the table and began sucking and licking his cock. Peter hadn’t had any release tonight and his great fat cock was soon hard and dangerous looking. The audience realized what was happening. The petite woman had handled the musician’s long cock, but this was Peter the undefeated. Wagers were made among the rich guests. Large ones. When Peter was in position Cindy laid down on the table facing his fully erect member.
“Do you really want to try this again?,” he asked the young lady who had brought him even more prestige as an entertainer.
Cindy looked up at Peter and smiled. “Ready?” Then she turned over on her back and let her head hang over the table. “So feed me. And DON’T stop.” Cindy took a breath and closed her eyes waiting. Peter looked at me. Realizing what Cindy had already figured out I waved my hand to go ahead. He stepped forward and placed the head in her mouth. I saw Cindy actually relax her body as the crowd moved in for a closer look. Peter pressed on, three, four inches.
Hushed voices, “Wow.” “Already impressive.” “But no way it all goes.”
Peter pressed on, another inch. Then a little more to the point he had reached last night. He paused. Cindy reached up and slapped him. Peter moved a little more, then realizing he was really defeated stepped forward and buried his thick cock in Cindy’s throat. The audience erupted. Peter stepped back extracting his full length and stood beaten. Cindy hopped off the table and hugged him.
“I’m sorry Peter. But I had to. I knew I could.”
Peter announced the end of his reign. Promised new entertainments in the future, then announced that the Bacchanalia was over. Cindy gave a short bow and left for the inside rooms where Nikki would help to bathe her and soothe any sore body parts.
She had won. She had done it on her terms. Now she was ready to go home with her one love. Tim.