Diana smiled.
"Richard, please meet my friend Marcus. He's my personal trainer. He's from Australia, as you can tell by the accent. And he's here to give you what you so richly deserve. A taste of your own medicine. But given your preferences, I don't think the medicine will be all that bitter."
Richard thrashed weakly in Marcus' iron grip, but truth be told he was starting to get a little excited. He felt Marcus' hard body pressed up against his back and could definitely feel Marcus' cock twitching against him. He could feel his own responding as well. Marcus easily maneuvered Richard to the bed and pushed him firmly face down on the comforter. Richard made a half-hearted show of resistance.
"Look, I could easily get out of here but I don't want to make a scene. What's the deal? This guy fucks the shit out of me and you take pictures for blackmail?"
Diana took Melanie by the hand, leading her away from the bed and to a settee in the corner. They both sat down. Diana picked up a remote from the table and switched on the video camera Richard had failed to notice.
"Not just pictures, Richie, but a little movie of our own. This evens the score and makes sure that all of our private activities remain private. Oh, and you can forget about the DeRossi account."
Richard struggled again in Marcus' grip, this time in earnest. He wanted that damn account! Marcus held him firmly and casually slapped a pair of handcuffs on Richard's wrists, behind his back. Richard was bent over the side of the bed, almost immobile from the weight of Marcus on him and helpless to move his hands now. He looked at Diana a bit panicked. She smiled back at him cooly.
"Why don't you just make this easier on yourself and relax and enjoy it Richard...you know you will. Marcus is very talented, I understand."
To prove her point, Marcus reached down and pulled off Richard's shoes, socks, trousers and briefs, all before Richard could struggle further. He reached around and took Richard's half-erection in his hand and began to move it up and down. Richard moaned and relaxed under Marcus' weight, seduced by the wonderful sensations. His cock went from half-mast to full attention in no time.
Marcus stopped his manipulation for a moment as he stripped off his own clothes, revealing his enormous cock jutting rigidly from his taut lean body. Richard looked back and licked his lips in anticipation. He had all but forgotten about the mutual blackmail schemes and could only focus on what was coming next.
Marcus grasped Richard's shoulders and pulled him up from the bed, turning him around and pushing him back down to his knees. He held his cock in one hand, pulling Richard's head toward it. Richard closed his eyes and opened his mouth as Marcus guided his massive member into it. Marcus moaned and let his head tip back as Richard began sucking frantically on his cock. Richard proved to have a nimble and talented tongue, sucking and licking the sensitive tip, then taking the length of it down his throat. Letting it pop out his mouth for a moment, he bent lower and took Marcus' hot, bristling balls in his mouth, laving them over and over with his tongue. Barely controlled, Marcus took his cock again in his hand and shoved it into Richard's hot mouth. He was moving his hips now, moaning with pleasure. Richard was grunting, frantically working the rigid flesh with his mouth and tongue. He could taste the precum oozing from the tip of Marcus' cock and knew that in a moment his mouth would be full of Marcus' cum. His own cock was rock hard and he desperately wanted to touch it, but his arms were still locked behind his back. Marcus suddenly went rigid and threw back his head as a hot gush of cum shot from his cock directly into Richard's mouth. Richard gulped frantically as the jets of cum hit the back of his throat. Marcus was holding the back of Richard's head, still moving his cock in Richard's mouth. He seemed to have an endless supply of sperm and his cock was jerking with the force of his cumming.
Richard swallowed every last gush and sat back on his heels, panting. His own cock was still hard and he desperately wanted Marcus' mouth on it. But Marcus had other ideas. He turned Richard around and pushed him forward on the bed again, with his ass hanging over the edge. Spreading the cheeks of Richard's ass, he bent and began licking his tightly puckered hole. Richard moaned and began moving his ass, rubbing his cock against the bed. Marcus continued to lick Richard's asshole, pushing his tongue into it. He went lower, licking Richard's firm balls. As Richard began writhing faster on the bed, Marcus could feel his spent cock start to fill again. He wet his finger in his mouth and inserted it slowly into Richard's ass. Richard gasped and pushed against Marcus' probing finger.
"Fuck me...for God's sake, FUCK ME!" He gasped through gritted teeth. Marcus was working his own cock frantically, getting it good and stiff again. He stood up and guided the tip into the wet opening to Richard's ass. Richard groaned as Marcus' massive cock slid slowly in. He could feel it stretching his ass to the limit. Marcus began sliding his cock in and out of Richard's ass as Richard pushed back against him. Richard's dick was like a steel rod and the more Marcus' prick filled his hole, the closer he got to shooting his own wad. He grunted as Marcus slammed into him, taking Marcus' cock to it's full length. Richard bellowed as he started to cum, spurting hot jets of sperm onto the side of the bed. Marcus was still fucking him, pistoning his cock in and out of Richard's ass like a dog fucking a bitch in heat. Finally he yelled as he orgasmed again, shooting his second load of cum into Richard's aching asshole. He collapsed onto Richard's back, panting and gasping, his cock still buried in the hot hole. When he caught his breath, Marcus eased his cock out of Richard's ass and rolled over on his back.
Richard still lay on his stomach with his eyes closed, getting his breath and wits back. He could feel the cum dripping from his ass and knew he had been good and fucked. He felt very loose and satisfied. He had forgotten everything else until he heard a click and opened one eye. Diana was removing the tape from the video camera and tucking it away. She smiled at Richard sardonically.
"Now then...we're even. You have our secret and we have yours. You keep your mouth shut and your pictures to yourself and we'll do the same. But the minute I hear even the whisper of gossip, this tape goes to Daddy and little Richie is out of the will."
Richard closed his eyes and nodded.
"Fine. You win. But can you do me a favor? Can you get these damn cuffs off?" Marcus sat up and fished the keys from his pants pocket. He unlocked the cuffs and Richard sat up, rubbing his wrists. He tried to look annoyed, but failed miserably. His cock and ass were still aching with the pounding they had just took, and he wasn't nearly done. Diana caught the look between the two men and chuckled.
"Now that we're all even, I think it's time for Melanie and I to retire to our own room. You two feel free to stay and...get better acquainted." She took Mel's hand and led her out of the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
"You know," she said, turning to Mel, "I didn't think I'd be in the least bit turned on by that. But I gotta tell you --- I am totally hot right now!"
Melanie laughed as they went into Diana's bedroom.
"I know – me too! Maybe there are a few of Marcus' moves I can try on you!" Diana's eyes widened as Melanie put a finger to her chin and cocked her head.
"Now...where did we put those handcuffs?"
Diana smiled broadly and closed the bedroom door.
