CHAPTER FOUR -- THE MAZE
Jena spent the evening after her time at the lake with Jack going over incorporation papers for one of her clients. It made her smile when she contemplated what her partners and clients would say if they could see how she spent her evenings.
Colin woke her early the next morning. It was Sunday and she would have liked to sleep but Colin said that they were expecting her. She didn't know exactly who "they" were but she knew better than to argue.
For the first time she wasn't allowed to see to her own shower. Colin insisted on running her a bath, which he scented with her personal fragrance. He tipped her head back and washed her hair, his strong fingers messaging her scalp until it tingled. She caught him looking at her nipples, which were barely covered by the warm water and blushed slightly when she saw that they had hardened. With a mental shrug, she closed her eyes and turned herself over to his expert hands.
Colin enjoyed the process of preparing her for the day's events. He took pride in his work but more than that it gave him an excuse to touch her. He was setting himself up for hours of physical torture but the discomfort in his groin was worth the pleasure of feeling her beneath his hands.
He worked the shampoo into a thick lather before rinsing it, letting the warm water to run onto the floor. There were no worries about cleaning up; the bathroom was designed with a tile floor that tilted towards an almost invisible drain. Next, he worked in the conditioner and then let it sit while he went a put a towel in the dryer to warm.
After rinsing her hair he said, "Stand up."
Jena hesitated. It was one thing to let him wash her hair and another to stand before him naked while he washed her most intimate parts.
Colin knelt at the side of the large, claw bathtub and waited.
It wasn't false modesty that made her pause. It was the fact that she would be unable to hide the effect he had on her body. She searched his face for a clue as to what he was thinking. Had she seen signs of impatience she would have balked but what she was an understanding.
As Colin watched Jena stood up, the water ran off her body in rivulets he would have liked to follow with his tongue. But when she turned to face him he got down to the business of seeing to her bath. He dipped the washcloth in the water and liberally lathered it with lavender scented soap.
Starting with her left ankle he worked his way up her slender calf, to the back of her knee and on up to her thigh. When he reached the place where her thigh and pelvis met he turned to do the other leg.
Jena let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Colin's long fingers worked the soap into her skin in a no nonsense way yet the closer he moved to her pussy the tenser her body became. When he'd stopped and turned to do the other leg she'd breathed a sigh of relief. With the washcloth it was unlikely he would notice her arousal but the though of him washing the delicate, swollen skin of her cunt made her tremble in anticipation.
His fingers made long, slow strokes up her leg and thigh but once again he avoided her most intimate parts. He was motivated by purely selfish needs. He knew that by avoiding her pussy he would cause her focus to be drawn to it; when he finally caressed her she would be aroused to an almost fevered pitch.
His cock was swollen in his white trousers and he was sure Jena could see it when he stood to wash the rest of her. Her eyes were watching his face as he swept the washcloth down her neck, over her shoulders and between her breasts. He'd been using only the one hand holding the washcloth but now he added the other one, bare but for the soap.
With both hands he swept the tops of her breasts, out towards the underside of her arms and then back in to the underside of her breasts.
Jena was unable to suppress a moan when his hands brushed across her nipples.
Colin's cock twitched in response to her obvious pleasure. He could smell the scent of her arousal and he knew that her pussy would be wet. It took all his self-control not to thrust his fingers inside her hole when his hand final reached between her thighs.
Jena reached out and grabbed on to his upper arms to steady herself; she let her head fall back and closed her eyes as Colin's hand stroked her pussy back and forth. He was unusually slow in his ministrations and she knew that if he didn't stop she would come right there.
More than anything else Colin wanted to give her pleasure and watch her come but it would lessen her level of response later on and he couldn't risk anyone knowing of their involvement…should one develop.
Slowly he brought his hand away and reached for a silver cup used to rinse her off.
Jena didn't open her eyes as the warm water washed over her skin. She understood his reason for withdrawing but she couldn't bear to see her obvious excitement reflected in the depths of his liquid brown eyes.
He helped her out of the tub and dried her body with quick efficient strokes before wrapping the towel around her shoulders. "Your clothes have been laid out for you on your bed. Go and dress and then I will see to your hair."
Jena nodded and left the bathroom. Back in her room she took several deep breaths before slipping into the lightweight outfit. The white skirt, loose fitting white t-shirt, and white Keds made her look young and refreshing. There was nothing overtly sexual about the outfit yet it had obviously been chosen with an intended purpose in mind. The only sexually suggestive piece of clothing she was to wear was a pair of white thong panties. The small piece of lace barely concealed the front of her pussy and she was glad that she had taken the time last night to trim up her pubic hair.
Colin was waiting for her in the bathroom. He brushed her hair until it had started to try in the warm summer afternoon air. Her dark hair had a natural curl to it that he brought out with his brushing. He left the long locks to curl down her back, using only a pair of pearled combs to hold it back from her face. There was no need for any make up and in fact he'd been ordered to leave it off. After inspecting the results of his work Colin led her from the bathroom and to the door.
Jack stood with Dillon watching her approach from the third floor balcony of the main house. There were other guests mingling and moving about the balcony and throughout the gardens below. There was a general air of festivities that was heightened with the excitement of things yet to come.
Jena had been chosen specifically for this event. It was a kind of reward for her performances the past few days. Jack knew her preferences and personal fantasies and there was no question that she would enjoy this afternoon. He would not be a participant, to add a sense of reality to the drama about to unfold it was important that the participants be strangers to her.
He couldn't help but smile at the image she portrayed. The white outfit was unlike anything she would have chosen for herself. Jena tended to lean towards dark colors that went well with her dark eyes and hair. Today, she was a vision, the white in stark contrast to her dark, Italian coloring. She looked sweet and innocent…perfect. He could see Colin explaining the events and what was expected of her.
"Your goal is to reach the center of the maze without being caught. There are four men, one entering from each corner of the maze. You will be given a thirty-second head start. There is no prize for reaching the center but more importantly there is a punishment if you do not. What that is I cannot tell you."
Jena stood watching Colin as he gave her the last of her instruction. There was a tension in her that had not been there before. It was if she could sense the excitement surrounding her but was unable to understand it. Her body practically vibrated as she kept her eyes on his face.
"It is important that you understand that your only goal is to reach the center of the maze…at all costs. Do not let anyone stop you, no matter what. If you're caught use everything and anything you can think of to free yourself."
At Jena's nod, Colin led her to where she would enter the maze and waited.
A simple nod from Jack and the games where under way.
Jena stepped into the maze and the clock started ticking. Almost immediately she felt disoriented. She had no idea how the maze was laid out nor had she been allowed to glimpse more than the single wall through which she had entered. Her instincts warred with common sense. Her fight or flight response kicked in telling her to run regardless of where she was going.
She forced herself to take a deep breath and forget about the clock or the four men poised to enter the maze. Instead she started walking, steadily following the path to the left. The path wound its way to the right and then to the right again. She started to worry that she was headed back towards the way she came when she was forced to make a choice. She could either go right, left, or straight. The knowledge that she had to move deeper into the maze in order to reach the center brought on a wave of panic. She felt lost, trapped and in a moment she would be hunted.
Jena forced herself to concentrate on her breathing and started walking again. The only way to get out was to keep moving. She finally decided to go left; she had just come to another intersection when she heard the warning shot indicating that the men had been released into the maze after her. The tension in her shot up a notch and she started moving faster. She was no longer consciously choosing her path but instead went left or right at random.
She heard footsteps behind her. How had they found her so quickly? By now she had to be deep into the maze but it only seem like seconds had passed since the warning shot had come. Jena turned a corner and searched for somewhere to hide. She would let her pursuer pass and then make her way back. She wouldn't be allowed out of the maze that way but at least she would be moving in the opposite direction.
At periodic places, built into the walls of the maze were large niches that housed statues in various positions. Quietly, she slipped in behind a man and woman wound around each other; the woman had her head thrown back and was obviously enjoying her position on the man's lap.
Jena waited, tying to control her breathing so that she wouldn't be heard.
It seemed like hours passed before a young man strolled down the path, past her hiding place. He was young, in his early thirties with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and his long legs seemed to eat up the distance.
Jena breathed a sigh of relief but didn't move out from behind the statues. For a brief moment she considered remaining where she was until the others tired of the game. In the end she dismissed the thought as impossible and not at all in the spirit of things. She'd been ordered to play and with her usual regard for giving 110% she was committed to seeing this through to the end…whatever that might be.
Her confidence restored she stepped out onto the path and into the arms of a man.
"Well, what do we have here?" Nicky stared down at the young lady that was today's prize. Imagine his good fortune, she'd literally walked into his arms. Nicky was a long time friend of Jack's and this wasn't the first time he'd played this particular game.
Jena went absolutely still; the man had a hold of her upper arms and until he relaxed his grip there would be no escape. Colin had ordered her to do whatever was needed to escape and having been raised in a part of the city most people didn't go into after dark she knew some pretty dirty ways to protect herself. However she didn't want to resort to such tactics until she was forced to. At this point she just needed to get him to relax enough so she could get away.
"Hey, guys! Over here." Nicky knew that in this case the more the merrier.
Jack watched from above. The balcony provided a panoramic view of the maze. From his position he could see everything that went on below. He'd watched Jena hide behind the statue, not at all surprised that she'd found it to her advantage so early in the game. But he was surprised to see her capitulate so quickly. She didn't seem to be struggling at all. Could it be she didn't understand the nature of the game? "Give her time." Colin had been invited to watch his charge with Jack and he could see his employer frown. "Remember, she's an attorney. She probably knows more about trickery and manipulation that you and I put together."
"Touché." Jack took a sip of his wine and reached over and slid his arm around Colin's waist.
Jena waited silently; the man still held her and she could hear the others coming closer.
If he didn't relax his grip soon she'd be forced to do something drastic, and mean.
Nicky was surprised at her lack of resistance. Men were known to come out of the maze with bloodied noses and an occasional broken bone. Yet, this woman seemed ready to give in without a fight. He wondered what it was about her that made her a favorite of Jack's. Well, he was about to taste her charms and by the end of the afternoon he would know.
Nicky lowered his head and licked her lips. She parted her lips and his tongue swept inside. She tasted sweet and instantly his cock rose up to press against his jeans. His hands moved from her arms and started towards her hair. Her long curls were irresistible and he found her wanted to hold her to him with nothing but her hair.
And then she was gone. One minute he was holding her, warm and yielding in his arms and the next he was left with nothing but air. He looked up in time to catch a glimpse of her turning the corner up a head. "Well, I'll be damned." Nicky had to laugh at himself; he should have known better. Jack would never choose a woman that would give up so easily. This one was smart enough to know that when a man outweighed you by at least sixty pounds it would take brains, not brawn to get away.
Jack chuckled and brushed his lips against Colin's jaw. "I think Nicky just learned an important lesson when it comes to Jena. Never underestimate her."
Colin ran his hand up into Jack's hair. He stood several inches taller than his employer and he was the only one that could truly dominate Jack in the bedroom. "Yes, it's a mistake I don't think he'll make again."
The participants had reached a crucial stage in the game. The four men had come together and now had to choose whether to stay together or separate and search. As the others watched the men chose to go on in teams of two. Nicky and Greg, the blonde that had passed by Jena earlier, followed the same direction she had taken, while Steve and Connor went in the opposite direction hoping to cut her off.
The spectators shifted and came together in groups as the tone of the game changed.
Things were starting to move faster and there was a sense of urgency that permeated the air.
Everyone watched with growing excitement. Dillon had moved away with one of the other guests while Colin and Jack stood together watching Jena make her way steadily towards the center.
"She just might make it." Colin didn't know whether to be proud or disappointed. He was proud that she was smart enough to meet the challenge but he knew that if she won she would miss out on the delicious price of loosing.
"Don't make the same mistake Nicky did and underestimate the men. Nicky has played this game before and he knows the maze well." Jack let himself be stroked as he stood with his back pressed against Colin.
Colin smiled and slowly rubbed his hardening cock against Jack's ass. "True, and Nicky likes to draw things out. But I think that once he gets his hands on her a second time he'll be careful not to let her go."
Both men watched as the net slowly closed in around Jena. Nicky and Greg had drawn close behind her; while still a ways off Steve and Connor were nevertheless cutting off the entrance to the maze. If she got that far she'd have to go through the both of them before winning.
Jena kept moving; she didn't hear anything moving behind her but that didn't mean they weren't there. She was relying on her senses, for what they were worth. She had no idea where the center of the maze was located or where the men where in relation. She just kept moving east; that was the direction she had arbitrarily chosen and she was sticking with it.
She was moving faster, gripped in a sense of urgency until the need to run became overpowering. She had just turned a corner when she found herself tackled to the ground.
Nicky caught her from behind; he wrapped his arms around her waist but turned his body so as to take the brunt of their fall. They landed with a thud. He rolled with her, pinning her beneath him before she could work her way free. She was all legs and arms as she struggled to free herself. "Hold her."
Greg moved to pin her arms to the ground while Nicky straddled her hips, pinned her lower body.
Jena twisted to work her shoulders out from under Greg and tried bucking Nicky off her but when that didn't work she went still.
Nicky smiled. "That trick will only work once. You're mine now. Or should I say 'ours'?"
Jena looked up and saw that she was surrounded. Even if she could get herself up off the ground there was no way she could out run all four of them.
She tried to think, to figure some way out of this but it was hard. Nicky's hands were all over her body. He quickly had her stripped of all her clothes and was in the process of removing his shirt when she felt herself lifted to her feet.
For a moment they let go of her and she tried to slip between a small space that had opened up in this human wall of masculine flesh.
Steve easily caught her about the waist and tossed her to the ground. "I don't think so."
He gave her a wicked little smile and stripped out of his jeans. Within moments every one of them was naked.
Jena sat back on her elbows and stared. All four men were built differently. Nicky was dark with long legs while Steve was blonde and broad across the chest and shoulders. Greg was also blonde but shorter than the others while Connor possessed a thick head of red hair. Each of them was fit and all four were sporting incredible hard-ons. While their cocks were as different as they were, each was generously endowed. Jena could feel herself getting excited.
"They caught her." Colin informed Jack.
Jack could no longer see what was going on in the maze. He'd dropped to his knees and was busy taking Colin's cock deep into his mouth. "I'm not surprised; is she enjoying herself?"
Colin looked down to where Jena struggled against the ground. The four men had their hands full trying to keep her down. "It looks that way."
"Good." Jack went back to concentrating on the job of working all of Colin's massive cock into his mouth. He had no real desire to watch Jena taken by another man. He'd set up today's event for her enjoyment, not his. He knew that watching her would bring forth an uncomfortable feeling of jealousy, something he was not prepared to deal with.
Despite her excitement, the idea of four men was overwhelming. She couldn't imagine being able to please all of those hungry cocks at the same time. Her excitement quickly gave rise to panic and she started scrambling backwards.
They let her retreat a ways, stalking her slowly but never letting her out of their sight or out of the circle they'd formed surrounding her. Jena bumped into someone; immediately her arms were pulled out from under her and she was pressed down into the ground. She opened her mouth to scream but was quickly cut off.
She closed her eyes and let the sensations over take her. The kiss was hard and demanding but there was an underlying tenderness, a reassurance that no real harm would come to her. Hands were all over her body, each one a different texture, caressing a different part of her body in a different manner.
The assault was fast and hard and never ending. Her legs were forced apart and someone's warm breath was the only warning she had before the mouth descended upon her.
Each of her breasts was being suckled; there was a contrast in sensation while one was suckled gently and the other one bit.
The mouth was removed from hers only to be replaced by the head of someone's cock pressing between her lips. She opened her mouth and started sucking hungrily. Her pussy was released only to be filled with a strong, throbbing cock that pounded into her flesh. She was wet and withering as every nerve in her body focused on the sensation growing between her legs.
The cock in her mouth worked furiously, his balls slapping up against her chin until his cum was released into her mouth in a sudden explosion. She swallowed, licking the tip of his dick until every last drop was cleaned.
Before she could gain her breath she was flipped over onto her hands and knees and entered from behind. She couldn't tell if this was the same or a different cock that had been in her only moments before. Her pussy was a mass of nerves that were stimulated to a height she'd never experienced before and her clit was swollen and throbbing. A simple touch was liable to send her off.
She looked over her shoulder to see Steve preparing to enter her. He gave her a wicked, knowing smile and thrust his cock inside her pussy. Before she had time to adjust to the new assault on her senses he'd reached around with one hand and was fingering her clit. At the same time her orgasm swept through her he pressed his thumb up against her ass, not inserting it but apply just the slightest amount of pressure. She shattered.
Her orgasm was beyond intense. The walls of her pussy squeezed him until his hard and swollen cock released its cum deep inside of her.
Jena had no idea how much time passed before she was allowed to rest. Her body was throbbing with intense sexual gratification. She had been worked into every position imaginable, taken time and time again from both the front and the rear. She'd been allowed to ride each man in turn and made sure to clean each one off with her tongue.
She was laying on the soft green ground still somewhere lost in the maze. She was surrounded on all sides by sweaty male flesh that glistened in the sun. Only a few spectators had remained to watch the events below. Most, including Jack and Colin had moved inside or deeper into the gardens to engage in their own afternoon games.
Jena had no idea where she was suppose to go or if someone would come and get her.
She was too tired to care but instead was content to curl up beside him when Steve pulled her into his arms. There, the five of them slept.
TO BE CONTINUED