Chapter 6
The sun shines down on the court. I stand with my tennis skirt wrapped tightly around my hips. I clutch the neon green tennis ball in between my fingers. Enzo calmly slicks his red hair back behind his ears. His beautiful eyes remind me of a fox waiting to entrap a small mouse. But he is wrong. I am no mouse.
The other five men stand on the other side of the court patiently waiting.
Enzo takes a step forward, twirling his racket.
“Adam will be our referee. He is the smartest and most logical. He won’t pick an obvious favorite.” His lips peel into an even wider grin. “And you remember what is at stake then?”
I nod.
“You can fuck me or I get to have you as a personal slave for the day.”
“Right.”
“You still have time to change the terms.” I wiggle my eyebrows. “Now that you know how good I am.”
“Oh, no. I am not one to back down. Just be ready for my stroke.”
I feel my pussy tighten at his words and yearn for him. My stomach clenches, and I laugh.
“Well, I do smash balls pretty hard.”
The five others hoot and holler loudly.
“Well, then I can’t wait to put mine in your mouth.”
“I thought we were talking about tennis?”
“I thought we were talking about screwing. I’m sorry.”
Adam steps forward toward the night.
“Alright, how about we get this game started then?”
“Let’s.”
I nod and walk to my end of the court. Complete silence falls over the court. The sound of birds and insects buzzing fill the silence. We can even hear my mother’s fountain bubbling in her garden. I get the first point.
“Don’t tell me you want to be my slave?” I ask laughing.
“I just want to make it interesting. If I make you cum - I mean lose to early, there won’t be any fun in that.”
After he finishes his little speech, I slam the ball into the air down and onto the court. He hits it back flawlessly. I slam it back. He returns it. I dive, but I miss, and the ball skims inches from my racket.
“Okay, now it's interesting,” I say with a smile.
He sends the ball into my court, and we continue on. Just like the night before, our skill is matched evenly. Every point is met by the opponent. Sweat trickles down in the afternoon sun. A few of the boys have left to get food and continue on with their day. I know I need to end this, but Enzo is good, there is no denying that.
Then I get as stroke of luck. The ball whirls its way toward me. My heels pivot, and I meet it at the front of the tent. The ball slams down on his side and bounces past his racket. Adam holds up his hand toward me.
“Victory, Ariel.”
Enzo’s eyes are wide. He staggers back and looks at me.
Well, holy fuck.”
Adam, Deric, and Ian run around me. Deric’s large arms scoop under my waist, and he throws me over his shoulder.
“Ariel is the victor. I laugh as he whirls me up in the air. And then sets me back on my feet, but I continue to lean on him. Enzo walks over to me and drops to his knees.
“Master, I am completely and totally in your service.”
I smile.
“Good, boy.” I pet his head. His beautiful eyes lock onto mine, and I hold his gaze. Oh, what to do with him.
“Well,” I I begin as we walk away from the court . “Shall we get ready for the rest of the day?”
“I think that sounds marvelous,” Adam says, taking my arm.
“Alright. Then, let us meet for early dinner. I cannot believe how long this game took. Of course. My partner was good but just not good enough.”
“No, he is not,” Enzo says behind me.
We walk to the house.
‘Enzo with me,”” I say motioning to him. He shakes his head and follows me down the hall into my bedroom.
“What will you have me do, Master?” he asks with his liquid voice.
I stretch my arms up over my head.
“Undress me.”
“As you wish.”
His hands reach under my shirt and gently pull up. When the shirt falls over my head, my breasts fall free and out. I can feel his eyes lingering. He wants to touch them, but that is very unfortunate for him.
And the bottoms,” I instruct.
“Yes, ma'am.”
His fingers lightly pull on the edge of my skirt and loops under my underwear. He gently tugs, pulling them slowly. His dark eyes stay on mine and they are full of passion and fire. I stand in front of him, completely naked.
“Now, you get naked,” I say slowly.
“Yes, master.”
I roll my eyes and giggle, but he is so serious, as he slowly drops his shirt and pants off. His hard cock, completely free of any hair except for a small patch of red fuzz, peaking out, springs forward in front of me.
“Now, what would my lady like for me to do?” he asks gently taking a step forward. His erection presses against my leg, and my lady good trembles his hand gently rests onto my waist. But I quickly slap him away. This is a punishment for him not a reward. I won, he lost.
“Don't’ touch me!” I command. He swallows and pulls his fingers off of my hot sticky skin.
I am so sorry.
“I forgive you. But don’t not mess up again or else I will punish you.”
He chews on his bottom lip and clenches his fist.
“Now,” I start, “I will draw a bath. You must cum in with me and help me bathe.”
“Ye-”
I hold my fingers ups to his soft lips and cover his mouth.
“And no more talking.”
He nods, so I know he understands, and we enter the bathtub. I sit in and run the water. He crawls in behind me as the hot water rises around us. Enzo’s hard dick floats up in the water, peaking up.
I hand him the soap, and he begins to rub it over my body, slowly gently. His touch moves over my shoulders. I roll my neck and let out a light sigh at his light touch. My eyes flutter as he rubs the knots in my back.
“Oh, that feels good,” I moan. His hands gingerly crawl to my front. His fingers quickly rush over my breasts, and then slowly creep down my belly. I wait till his fingers find my ready clit, and I let them stay there, but only for a second.
“NO!
I spin around. “You have messed up and now you will be punished.”
Enzo, raises his eyes and stares at me. I press myself up against him, so my breasts rests on his slender chest, and I feel his cock swelling.
“You will regret that,” I whisper in his ear. My hand quickly glides over his hard shaft. It throbs, and his hips push up to seek more of my touch, but I let go and walk out of the tub.
“Get me a towel,” I snap. He jumps out of the bath and brings me a cotton towel, wrapping me inside of it.
“Go and get dressed, then meet me for dinner.”
At the dinner table the six boys all sit. They stand as soon as I enter. A feast sits on the table. My mother made sure that no one would go hungry during the trip. Most of the dishes prepared are traditional to Mooria. Lots of pastas and different fish. When your home is an island, everyone gets pretty good at cooking fish. I arrive in a short blue dress, my mother had laid out for me, after I tried to walk out of my room in jeans.
Enzo waits at my chair and slowly pulls it out. He sits after I have begun to eat.
“So, you were able to beat the tennis champion,” says Nicholas, stuffing a roll into his mouth.
“Oh, you missed it,” Deric says, leaning back in his chair.
‘What happened?” Louis eyes meet mine, and he smiles.
I look over at Enzo, who still is instructed not to speak.
“Well, it was a close match. I will give my opponent that much credit. He played very well. But he just was not a match for me.”
Enzo’s lips twitch; his pride causes him to shift in his seat. He wants nothing more than to defend himself. I smile and lean back.
“Fool.”
“What’s wrong, Enzo? Not speaking?” Ian asks.
“That’s pretty unusual” Deric adds on.
I take a big bite of the lightly buttered salmon. It melts in my mouth.
“Part of his punishment is he cannot speak.”
“Oh?” Adam raises his eyebrows and smirks.
“What?” I ask, smiling at the quiet intellect.
“Well, that will be challenging for our kind but boastful friend.”
“It will be,” I sigh, looking over at Enzo who is smiling. He probably wants to laugh.
“Shall we make him suffer more?” Adam asks.
“Oh come. That won’t be fair,” Ian interjects. I roll my eyes as does Adam.
“What’s fair is that I won the match and Enzo has to deal with the terms of the bet. “
Ian shakes his head. Poor Ian. He has such a large heart. I caught him the other day out at the front gate feeding the few stray dogs we have in Mooria.
“How can we do that?” I ask eagerly looking at Adam with interest. Adam rubs his glasses by his nose bridge as he thinks.
“Let’s see. I know some very good riddles.”
“You do?” I ask.
“Oh, I love myself a good riddle,” Nicholas sighs, picking at his food.
I pull down the blue dress as it rides over my thighs. I see Enzo’s eyes glance down at my legs hungrily. Poor thing is probably still worked up from our bath together. Knowing he is struggling stirs my pussy, and I cross my legs, squeezing them together.
“What’s a riddle Adam?”
He stares at the other.
“Well, whoever can answer this first will obviously prove to the others and mainly Ariel, that they have strong intellectual skills.”
Right,” Deric says, scratching his chin with his large hands, glancing back and forth around the room.
“Mainly it will show Ariel who the smartest of us is,” he says, ;leaning back calmly. He looks at Enzo. I laugh.
“Oh, I see. You are going to make poor Enzo just listen. Dear thing is so competitive.” I pat his cheek softly. He smiles and closes his eyes.
“Well then let’s hear it.”
Adam rolls his neck.
“Alright. Let’s start with an easier one. “Devin and Deborah are lying on the living room floor covered in glass, blood, and water. How did they die?”
We all sit back for second in our chair.
“How old are they?” Deric asks.
“Only yes or no questions,” Adam says, shaking his finger.
“Are they people?” I ask, as my brain racks the question. I see Enzo shift in his seat and lean forward. His lips are tightly pursed together. He shakes his head. I quickly look over.
“Hey,” I snap. “You stop it.”
Adam laughs.
Nicholas eyes widen.
‘I know; they are fish and the fish bowl got knocked over by the cat.”
“Right!” Adam says.
I squeal and clap my hands.
“Good, job, Nicholas! How did you guess that so fast?”
“I may have heard it once or twice before.”
“Oh, well that’s not fair,: I sigh, leaning back. “Tell us another one, Adam.”
“Alright. Two men walk into a bar. They order a glass of scotch. The same exact bar tender makes the same drink and sets it in front of them. One drinks his fast, because he has a meeting and leaves; the other takes his time and drinks it slowly. He drops dead, right then and there in his seat at the bar. Why?”
Adam’s face lights up as he watches, waiting for us to guess. He must enjoy watching our brains work out his riddles.
‘Why do they have to deal with death?” I asks.
Adam laughs.
“I am not sure.”
We throw out several guesses. Enzo panics every time we get close. He must know the answer, but can’t let us know. I don’t think i have ever met anyone as competitive as this lad. Finally, I guess once more.
“Is the ice poisoned?”
Adam looks surprised and then nods.
“Okay, so the ice melted and poison dispersed into the glass.”
“Right. You got it!” He high fives me and I laugh.
Deric asks for it to be repeated several times. Louis leans back and watches me, taking a long sip from his drink. Enzo appears that he is about to burst; he needs to say something. I look over at Adam. He looks so handsome; his face lit up by the game of riddles. I never found him super attractive, maybe cute but now I see him in a different light. I lean forward and rest my hand on his arm.
“We move to the living room, where we chat casually. I lean against the back of the couch, sitting next to Adam. Deric sits at the bottom of the chair gently rubbing my feet. Adam continues asking us riddles and I guess a few more, but Ian and Nicholas seem to do the best. After a while, a tired lull washes over the room, except for Enzo who stands in the back of the room wired up waiting to be released from being my slave. I look back at him and smile. I suppose he needs to be punished for touching me in the bathtub. I glance back at over at Adam, who picks at his wine glass. I rest a hand on his forearms.
“Shall we go for walk?”
He smiles.
“I would love to.”
“Perfect. My brain hurts from all this activity and my body could use some exercise after all.”
I stand up, and he stands after. He heads out down the hall.
“Enzo!” I snap my fingers. Enzo’s head turns fast ,and he jumps after me. We walk through the wall and out to the garden. I find my favorite bench which is tucked away from the window.. I sit down on the bench and pull Adam next to me. The bright stars shine down over the fountain and make it sparkle. The glow from the distant mansion windows warm the air and gently light our silhouettes. Enzo stands a few feet behind us.
I lean forward and whisper in Adam’s ears.
“Do you have any more riddles?” I ask gently.
“What’s lovely, smart, and absolutely perfect?” he asks.
I blush.
“What?”
“You,” he whispers, gently kissing me with soft warm lips that land on mine. I hear Enzo chuckle in the background. I pull my head back and glare at him.
“You will be a fool to laugh, as this is your punishment.”
He scrunches up his eyebrows, and Adam stares at me with the same look of confusion.
“What’-”
But I answer his question with a fast and passionate kiss. I pull the tight blue dress up over my ass and straddle him. He glasses push slightly to the side as my mouth attacks his. His hands slide onto my lower back. I feel his cock rise between his legs and my hand travels down and strokes him though his clothes. He is huge. The thirst for his cock fuels me then. I would have never expected quite Adam to be so large. His hips rock up and hands pull the zipper down. The dress falls off. His warm mouth finds my breasts, and his tongue swirls around my nipple. I tilt my head back and whimper. I stop and look over. Enzo stares up at the sky.
“No,” I say breathily, as Adam continues kneading my breasts with his mouth. “Part of your punishment is to watch. To watch and want me.” Adam’s hands reach down to my ass, as he takes a handful. Enzo looks down slowly and painfully.
“He’s watching now, Adam. Now, you fuck me hard.”
“With pleasure,” he growls, flipping me over and pulling his pants down. His cocks enters my cunt, and plunges deep soaking my already wet pussy.
“Fuck,” I whimper. I have never had anyone so large inside of me. I think I might burst. I whimper as he drives himself deeper into me. But soon my pussy eases in, and I the feeling of ecstasy seizes me fast. Enzos’ beautiful eyes staring at me only makes my body fire with more pleasure. He wants to be the one fucking me, making me moan and feel. Adam’s hands tighten on my hips as he continues rhythmically moving his hips. I throw my head back and cry out. Then in one second, my head drops down and I cum hard, my pussy seizes around Adam and he growls as he pulls out. I waste no time spinning around and grabbing a hold of his long shaft. I don’t know how far I can take his cock in my throat without gagging. I glance over at Enzo, whose hands slide down his pants and he strokes himself fast. The sight of him getting off to me ignites my pussy.
I wrap my tongue on Adam slowly, under the sensitive part of his under his head. Adam’s growl turns into a low grunt with pleasure. My lips wrap around the tip, tasting his warm soft flesh. My tongue flips up fast, and then slowly and take his whole shaft deep down my throat. My first instinct is to gag and pull out, but Adam’s hand lands on the back of my head and keeps me down.
“Jesus, fuck,” I hear Enzo say under his breath.
“Look how she wants this cock,” Adam murmurs. He releases his hand, and I keep him down my throat, holding it three. Enzo grunts.
“Fuck.”
Adam, starts moving his hips, as his cocks slides off my tongue and out of my mouth. His wet slick member shining. Enzo sighs , as I take Adam fast now, bobbing quickly as he was fucking me. I feel him tremble, and his dick jump and seize as his warm salty load spills in my mouth and the back of my throat. I stand and wipe my mouth slowly.
“Fuck,” He says.
“Okay, Enzo,” I say, looking back, the cold air, brushing over my body, giving me goosebumps.
“You can fuck me now,” I say.
He runs over dropping his pants. He sits on the bench pulling me down and lifting me on top of him. His dick feels good in my pussy which has already tightened after Adam. Enzo bounces me up and down. I tilt my head back and moan. Adam leans down and kisses me. I cum again, my body rocking back and forth, Enzo keeps my hips down as he fucks me faster until he pulls out right before we climax.
“Finally,” Enzo says through deep breath, leaning back. I stand up and slide the dress back over myself.
“You are released from your duty,” I say waving my arm. I lean against Adam.
“Well, should we go back inside?” he asks.
“I think so. They probably are missing us.”
“Probably.”
Enzo jumps up.
“I knew all those riddles by the way. I just want you all to know that. Kay?”
Adam and I laugh.
“Of course you did.”
No, seriously!”