by Powerone
Bound for Survival
Powerone
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1
Premonition
CHAPTER 2
A Simple Loan with Complex Collateral
CHAPTER 3
The Beginning for Catherine
CHAPTER 4
Catherine Chooses
CHAPTER 5
Ravished
CHAPTER 6
Frances
CHAPTER 7
Happy Birthday
CHAPTER 8
Her Birthday Cakes
CHAPTER 9
Broken Rule
CHAPTER 10
Girls, Girls
CHAPTER 11
Men, Men
CHAPTER 12
Bound Redhead
CHAPTER 13
Backside Beauty
CHAPTER 14
Disappointment
CHAPTER 15
Many Men
CHAPTER 16
Plump Ass
CHAPTER 17
Fake but it Feels so Real
EPILOGUE
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CHAPTER 1
Premonition
It was the summer of 1929 when they met at the Brookline mansion of Theodore Lewis and his wife, Mary. The fifteen thousand-square foot mansion was just completed that year. It was a monument to the wealth that was created at that time in the United States. The nine-bedroom and fourteen-bath mansion was large, especially for only two of them. There were a line of limousines parked out front, the drivers smoking as they waited for their employers. They’d have a long wait that day. The six families inside were putting the finishing touches on their plan.
They sat in Theodore’s library, the smell of wood, leather-bound books and cigars permeated the room. It was one of the few times that wives were allowed to be there with their husbands. It was that important for all the families had to have a say. There could be no dissent.
This would be the last meeting. Everything was in place. They’d begun to deleverage their wealth into cash and long-term government bonds. They would accumulate the cash themselves, for no bank would be safe to keep it if there was a bank run. They had purchased a small bank that had a very large safe. It would be kept there. They lost money on the purchase of the bank, but it would be worth it in the long run. It had few deposits besides theirs.
“I want to thank you all for coming. The time is fast approaching. I cannot tell you the exact date, only that it will come quickly and brutally. All of us must have liquidated hard assets except cash and long-term government bonds by the end of this month.”
All of the men nodded approvingly. They began discussing this a year ago and had long, vigorous debates of it happening. The stock market was too far ahead of itself and was due for a fall, a major fall. Theodore surmised that a depression would follow it, caused by lack of demand when people began to horde money, throwing the country into a downward spiral that would take years to recover. It would be the rich that got hit first. Only eight percent of the people were in the stock market. It would take a while for the middle class and lower class to get hit, but that wouldn’t be their concern. They would’ve already completed their plan by then.
“We have the house in Lexington. It is big enough to house the staff and the students. It should be completed within the month. The staff will start as soon as it’s ready. We might pay them for doing nothing for a while, but it’s better to be prepared beforehand.”
They all agreed that they would call the children students. Theodore laid out the plan one last time to make sure that everyone was on board with the decision. It was a costly proposition, but it was an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The other families were selected for a specific reason besides their wealth. None had any children or planned on having any, by choice or consequences.
“As soon as the market begins to crash, we’ll begin looking for suitable students to take into our care at New Beginnings Orphanage. I expect that the rapid downfall of the stock market will make many men broke before they realize what happened. They will lose everything. I expect a number of them will take their lives. It is a sorrowful expectation, but it will be a reality. Wives will be unable to cope with the loss of their husband and their wealth. They will take their lives or be incapacitated in many different manners like mental instability. That will leave the next-generation children left alone. With the country going into chaos, the government won’t have the ability or the mechanism to handle the growing problem of orphans, rich or poor. We’ll be seen as saviors in our wish to take in some of the unfortunate.” The difficult part was finding the right candidates.
“Our criteria will be females from the age of fourteen to sixteen, although we might consider one male of the same age group. They’ll all be from wealthy families, the future generation. We want students that have been brought up with the finest education and training. We expect them to be the highest moral character, and they should be innocent. We’ll strive for a total of six.”
He stopped for a second to scan the faces of the others to make sure there was no dissension among them. “They’ll be our students for two years. During that time, we will carry on with their education. Nothing else will change, although we’ll have to be highly diligent to make sure they keep their innocence during this delicate and important part of their life. That will require constant monitoring and we’ll discourage the act of masturbation or experimentation with girl sex. There will be no visiting them by us during this period. It’ll be strictly hands off. They are children, and we’ll not be child molesters.” That was the most important part. The only direction the students would get during their stay until they were eighteen was that they would be shown the outside world and what had happened. If he were correct, it wouldn’t be a pretty picture.
“When they turn eighteen, they’ll be given a choice. They can go out into the world on their own and hope they can survive. The second choice would be for them to continue with us. They’ll be separated from the under-eighteen students, and they’ll begin a new life. We’ll be responsible for supporting them in the lifestyle they lost. But, they’ll have to submit to us, sexually. We will make it very plain what we require of them. There will be an age difference that they’ll have to reconcile with, but I suspect the alternative will be less desirable. All of them will be virgins, so they’ll be taught the ways of pleasuring men in any manner that we choose. Their inexperience will be our advantage. We’ll not rush them, and they’ll have a month to decide. Once they made up their mind, there’ll be no changing it. It will be final.”
“What do you think will be their response?” Joseph asked the question. “It will require a large outflow of cash to support them until they are eighteen. If they choose to leave, it will all be down the drain.” They only have a limited number of students, so too many leaving would make the others available to more of the families. That could be problematic.
“I’m confident that most of them will accept. The world will be a different place from what they left. They’ll be incapable of going back to their old life, and they’ll be unprepared for what would be required in the future.”
“I hope you’re correct. Shall we put it up for a vote? All in favor say aye.”
; “Aye,” the voices all rang out in unison.
“A toast to the New Beginnings Orphanage.” They all stood up and toasted to their future success. This would be the last meeting before the world fell apart.
* * *
It was October 24, 1929 that it began, and it was named, Black Thursday. That moniker only lasted five days until October 29, 1929, which was named Black Tuesday. The stock market lost eleven percent on the 24th and 13% on the 28th. The 29th lost another 12%, and that was the beginning of a ten-year depression. The stock market did recover some of the losses over the next few years, but an overabundance in agriculture and heavy lending was the ultimate downfall of the economy.
All you had to do was scan the headlines for the fall of the richest, although many of them were exaggerated. Many men did commit suicide. It took six months before they filled the orphanage with the required students. All were picked by unanimous decision of the six families. There were six females, but no males, the maximum number as planned. By sheer luck, not planning, all of them were a couple of months shy of their sixtieth birthday. They’d all come of age at almost the same time. That would save money. The orphanage as it existed could be shut down when the last one turned of age, although the house would serve to be a good place to use for the rest of their plan. The students were already comfortable in it, so it would make what would come next easier in a familiar location.
The most difficult part of the plan was the waiting. It would be two years before it would provide any meaningful repayment of what they’d expended. But, Theodore was always on the lookout for opportunities. The depression brought desperation, even to those that managed not to lose everything. The banks weren’t lending. They began to call loans, even ones that weren’t in default. They needed the money to pay back depositors that feared their money would be lost unless they took it out of the bank and put it under their mattress.
CHAPTER 2
A Simple Loan with Complex Collateral
Theodore was inundated with requests for money when others saw that he still had his fortune intact. He turned down all of them once he looked at the details. Most were desperation plays that would only bring about a few more months of survival, and then, it would still end up the same way, default and closure. He had no desire to throw his money away on these deals. He turned them down politely without meeting the individuals.
Then, he got one that perked his interest. He looked it over carefully. While the money might let the company survive, the chances were slim, but he liked the collateral. He discussed it with Mary, and she saw the same opportunity he did. Sunday, he invited Henry and Pearl Lewis over for dinner.
Theodore knew Henry for five years. They had some business dealings but nothing elaborate, it was more of sharing connections they knew. Henry was a good businessman, but most men that lost everything were. He was forty-five, a year younger than Theodore. He wasn’t what one would consider a handsome man, although he was by no means ugly. He would be just another common man on the street if it weren’t for his wealth. He came from a fine family and inherited most of his money and did well for several years until now. He married well. His wife, Pearl, wasn’t from money, but she had looks. They’d been married for four years. She was thirty years old. Theodore met her a half-dozen times, always on the arm of Henry. Her natural red hair made her stand out, but once the gaze went from her hair it took in the natural expanse of her luscious body. She wore clothes that highlighted all of her attributes. She had firm breasts that wouldn’t be hidden by some of the modern fashions that tended to flatten breasts. She always wore dresses or skirts that left a lot of her long, lean legs revealed from the knees down, but it was the view from behind that always caught men’s attention. She had a great ass that could hypnotize any man that watched the gentle sway of her walk.
Mary was never the jealous type. She was thirty-five, and she came from a good family, although they’d lost most of it years before. But she also had her beauty. Before she married, she was the most eligible debutant of Boston. She could’ve had her pick of any of the most eligible men of money, but she chose Theodore. He was tall, handsome and smart. He knew what he wanted and how to get it. He set his eyes on her, and she succumbed to his charm. She was taught that sex was only for the man, and it was the wife’s duty to engage it in, but she shouldn’t expect to enjoy it. Once married, Theodore opened her eyes to a new world that she never knew existed. She was a virgin when they married, so she didn’t have much experience with men except for what she did with her hand. Theodore taught her that there was so much more. She found out that she could enjoy it as much as a man, and Theodore was good at showing her how. She knew many women who never had an orgasm. She had one on her wedding night, and it continued.
Over the years, he’d expanded her outlook and experience. Her duties as his wife extended to making sure he got his pleasure, even if it was with another woman. It never made her jealous, because she was always there when it happened. Theodore hid nothing from her. And she found ways to enhance his other couplings that even surprised him.
Henry was nervous. This was his last chance. He thought he’d run out of alternatives, and all of a sudden, he got a call from Theodore, and it sounded promising. He’d sent him his proposal along with everyone else that still had money. He never had dinner with him before or was invited. They’d met at other social engagements. So the invitation was a surprise. It could only have to do with his proposal.
Pearl saw the strain their financial problems were having on Henry. He looked ten years older than he was. Their relationship had become strained. While before they enjoyed a good sexual relationship, it had been missing for months now. She began to worry about their future. Too many of her friends had become destitute. It wasn’t a pretty sight to see. She still had her looks, but the number of eligible men with money had been greatly depleted. She’d be in competition with women ten years younger than she was, and many of them were desperate. Henry told her of his hopes that Theodore would lend him the money needed to survive. The economy had to get better he told her.
“Make sure you charm Theodore,” he told Pearl. “I know you can do it. This is our last chance.” His voice crackled with desperation.
“I’ll do whatever is necessary to help my husband, you know that. We’ve met his wife, Mary, and she’s not much older than I am. We should have a lot in common if I need to get her on our side.”
“You look beautiful, Pearl.” She’d gone all out with her outfit. Theodore could never turn her down if that was the only criteria.
* * *
Pearl couldn’t say that Theodore wasn’t handsome or attentive. He kissed her hand when they arrived, and he made sure that she sat next to him. Pearl thought Mary might be jealous, but she fawned over Henry. Dinner was pleasant, and business wasn’t brought up, but Pearl could feel the tension in the air. They made lots of small talk. The house was magnificent, too big for just them, but the rich did things like that. It was appointed to perfection, and Mary was a great interior designer.
Theodore made sure they stayed at the table as it was cleared off except for coffee and brandies. He heard the door close and knew the staff had left for the day. He made sure of that, for he wanted no unintentional interruptions. He turned to Henry. “I looked at your proposal. It’s interesting, but I’m not sure that it will help you in the long run. I’d hate to put my money in and not get it back.”
His heart sank into his stomach when he heard that. Yet, why did he invite us to dinner if he was going to say no? This was his last chance as there was no one else. “I don’t have to tell you how difficult it is to get a loan nowadays. I’ll do anything to get this.” It sounded desperate, but he was. He saw Theodore stand up. He went to the cupboard and opened a drawer. He put a pile of cash on the table next to his coffee, but he didn’t sit back down. He walked behind Pearl and stopped behind her chair.
Pearl never saw that much cash in her life. It sat there, their future only inches away,
yet he didn’t offer it. She looked up to see him stand over her. Then, she felt his hands on her shoulders. They touched her so lightly that she got goose bumps. Henry looked at her, and she saw the desperation in his eyes.
“How about you, Pearl? Would you do anything?”
She looked up at him, and she’d seen that look in his eyes from too many men before. She looked over at Mary, but she only smiled back. It was decision time. “Yes, I’d do anything for my husband.” His hands left her shoulders and went to her face. They touched her so delicately, as if she’d break.
“Put your hands flat on the table, Pearl.” It took her only a second for her to do it. His hand caressed the soft skin of her cheek, but his fingers went to her mouth. He tilted her head back so she had to stare at him. His fingers touched her soft, wet lips, so succulent. He felt her lips quiver, and she had a scared look in her eyes, but she didn’t move her hands from the table. His finger went to the corner of her mouth, and she didn’t stop him as the finger slid in. He felt her lips close on his finger as it pushed into her mouth and touched her tongue. He began to move it back and forth between her lips.
She kept her lips tight around his finger. She knew what he was doing. She was sucking his finger just as she would a prick. He kept it up for a minute, but then, he pulled it out. She saw it was wet with her spit. She looked at Henry, a shocked look on his face. She nodded to him, warning him not to say a word.
Theodore moved his hand down the front of her dress. He unbuttoned the top two buttons with deft fingers. Pearl watched him, but her hands never moved, although he saw them tremble. It didn’t take long before she felt one of his large hands slip into the top of her dress. It moved inside her slip, and she soon felt the unfamiliar hand of a strange man clench her naked breast. He sought out her nipple, and she couldn’t stop it from growing hard from the touch. Henry hadn’t touched it in a long time, and it was desperate for any touch. She saw Henry was about to say something, his mouth open but unable to utter any word yet.
