Fore!some

by Tina Clark

  “I...I got carried away, Ed told me to do it!” she shouted, but Ed just shook his head slowly, never once raising it to look at his wife and said,

  “No, I didn’t Natalie. You said we should, but I told you ‘No,’ that was the condition I agreed to your scheme in the first place. To that extent it was my fault, I let you lead me...again.”

  “He’s lying, why should you believe him and not me?” Natalie screamed, jumping to her feet, but Gerry pulled her down again beside him on the couch without looking at her.

  “And then what happened?” he said to Gloria.

  “I dreamt I was a journalist,” she said, “It had been a childish fantasy of mine, never realised, like all the rest...I couldn’t remember what they called themselves - newspaper men, something disingenuously self-deprecating - because of course, they love themselves...and then I did...‘hacks.’ So what, I thought, disappointed that something, so important in my dream should turn out, so mundane...and that’s when I remembered, it’s not just a noun anymore, it’s a verb...and I knew the password to Ed’s mobile phone.

  When Natalie finally finished with me, and left...”

  “Aye, A’ remember!” Mrs. Fraser growled.

  “...I sat at the computer, it was very difficult to bend, the welts wept and stretched so painfully, but I went to Ed’s mobile account, entered the password, and there they were...” and she walked over to the computer and touched a key and the screen was filled with all the relevant texts.

  Leonard, still standing approached and bent and read aloud, “It’s the chance we’ve been waiting for. I’ve booked you into the Mercantile. Carpe Deum! Nataliexx”

  “Don’t think we should. Things r much better than they were. Edx”

  “Stop being pathetic! C u there, I’ll give you the blowjob of your life, you’ll think it’s from Oddjob! NatalieXX”

  “I’m supposed 2 b making the t. G will b furious. Edx”

  “Even better! Get moving! I’m waiting! NatalieXXX” Leonard straightened up. “It goes on for a bit,” he said, “You can read it yourself...if you want, but I think the point is made,” and he picked up Gloria’s breast and kissed the nipple gently. “I’m so sorry,” he said.

  “Leonard!” Lisa shouted.

  “What?” he asked her and picked up Gloria’s other breast and kissed its nipple too.

  Gloria smiled and leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, the sight of her naked, strangely eroticised by the whip marks, kissing a man, making Cammy shift uncomfortably. “Aye?” Mrs. Fraser asked him, and he shrank back and looked down, saying nothing.

  “I went to the hotel,” Gloria continued, “The Mercantile, meaning to have it out with Ed, but in the lobby, I met Cammy.” She turned to Natalie, “He’s the manager...That’s just how it goes. You weren’t to know. I asked him for help and we went to his office. I told him I wanted to spy on someone in his hotel...he didn’t know Ed was there...and he was very reluctant.” She stopped and smiled at Cammy. “I do appologise,” she told him. “I phoned Hilda, that’s Mrs. Fraser sitting there...a true friend...and I told her what was happening. ‘Pit him oan!’ she said.”

  Mrs. Fraser didn’t laugh at Gloria’s mimicry, Gloria having it down pat. She just nodded and said, “Aye!”

  “‘An’ dinnae forget the pants!’ she added,” Gloria continued. “I’m afraid I embarrassed Cammy quite dreadfully. I told him the items I required, then I told him I wanted his underpants. I didn’t have time to waste, so I made him take them off there...and I put them on my head, and pulled them down over my face as much as possible.

  That’s right Natalie, it was your eyes I was pulling the wool over, when you and Ed left the bar and came up to the room, it was me mopping the bathroom floor. You aren’t very nice to people who serve you, are you Natalie? You ordered me out, sharply...but I left my mobile phone, on a shelf behind a bible. I set it to ring my other phone, that’s the one Ed didn’t know anything about. It was in the overall pocket, set to ‘silent,’ I learned that from you, like so much. It must have been a very expensive call, but cheap at the price, for it let me hear what went on in the room when I left.”

  She pressed another key on the computer and Natalie was heard to say, “Okay Ed, it’s reward time!”

  There was the sound of a bed creaking suddenly and Ed was heard gasping and shouting, “Oh Jesus!” a lot and then it was Natalie again.

  “It’s a pity Lisa isn’t here sitting on your face the way you like it when I sit on your cock, but she will be next time, lots of times!”

  “Ooh!” Lisa shrieked at Natalie, “You idiot!”

  “Don’t call me an idiot...I’ll snap your neck...” Natalie snarled and leapt at her but Mrs. Fraser growled,

  “Naw ye’ll no, but ye can try yer luck wi’ me!” and jumped onto the balls of her feet, whirling her arms about her body, bringing them to rest held out in front of her, her hands brandishing the pins from her attire threateningly while its skirt was pushed open by her ready crouch revealing her blue stockings to be hold-ups beneath a ready crotch and the bonny blue bonnet, now slipped from her head, letting down her long black hair, braided with the feathers of many a Highland raptor, and not a few of their skulls.

  “That’s a real fucking dagger!” Natalie hissed staring transfixed at the nearest weapon.

  “The one on the left, yes, although ‘dirk’ is the more correct term in this instance I believe. The other is a Sgian-dubh of course,” Gerry said, proud of his dexterity with ethnic British words and phrases. “Which would normally be kept concealed, hence the word, ‘dubh’ literally, ‘black’ but meaning, hidden...”

  “Shut up Gerry, she’s going to kill me!”

  “Most likely, I would have to say...if she uses the dirk. The Sgian-dubh is a skinning knife however which may be more interesting...if not to you...”

  “No Hilda you can’t,” Gloria said intervening in the nick of time, “Well not yet anyway, not without asking Gerry...and if he says yes, he might very well regret it tomorrow - not having anything to occupy his time...and hands with. I’m afraid you’ll just have to be content with growling and some limited prodding. Believe me, as far as I’m concerned you could make a meal of her, you could gnaw on her bloody bones - I’d help you, but I lack the teeth - at least, I can’t masticate like you...”

  “Ach lass, A’ll show ye quick enough!”

  “No, Hilda,” Gloria laughed for the first time in a few days, “It means chew...but perhaps it’s the lower jaw, mandible I think they call it...ought to be womandible...as in Top Cat...But shall I finish my story?”

  “I’m leaving!” Lisa shouted, certain now that they were all mad and she was in mortal danger and darted for the door but Leonard caught her skirt and gave it such a yank, it ripped off completely.

  “That’s a start anywye!” Mrs. Fraser laughed and stared Lisa back into her seat who sat there trembling under that fierce eye, her hands covering the snatch of her wee white knickers.

  “I was sitting in the next room listening on my phone to you having sex with my husband,” Gloria told Natalie. “Then he asked you how I was and you told him I was fine. He asked you if anything had occurred between us and specifically if you had punished me, ‘In any way.’ You told him, you’d spanked me a little, because, ‘I’d asked for it.’ I went home then, and three hours later you phoned me, with a different version of events from what I knew to be true.”

  Gloria related the contents of that call to a mixture of emotions throughout the room. “The following morning, I went back to the hotel and since I knew the room, I went straight there and knocked. I could see that Ed was nervous and knowing what I knew, I played him some line to see how he would be. Predictably he wanted a blow-job, which I began...then locked my teeth in his foreskin and stood up...” Gloria had to pause, for Mrs. Fraser was rolling about laughing so
loudly that Gloria feared she might do herself an injury with the knives. “...Ed didn’t appear to find it funny at all, Hilda, but after I relinquished, Little Ed, I took my clothes off and to his credit, he was shocked, in fact he cried. You will still be punished for your crimes Ed!” Gloria told him, “But you have saved yourself from much worse, and your marriage into the bargain. We returned here and I determined on this exposé, which I have now completed,” and Gloria sat.

  ***

  Mrs. Fraser was staring at Gloria with a smile on her face, obviously proud of her. Cammy and Leonard were staring at her too, also smiling, probably also proud of her but lustfully, undoubtedly and Ed was still staring at the ground wondering why he was so weak and did it, even when things were going so well, while Lisa was fidgeting, trying to think of what she was going to say that would get her out of it.

  Natalie and Gerry were looking straight ahead, he was struggling to take in how stupid he’d been especially after all that had gone before and feeling responsible for Gloria’s condition and he was also struggling with the new revelations about Lisa...knowing as yet nothing about Don but worried by that phrase of Gloria’s, ‘And then more than that.’ Natalie was thinking damage limitation and considering creaming Gloria’s marks, hoping Gerry would mistake her deceitfulness for charity, remorseful and compassionate but worrying that Mrs. Fraser wouldn’t be taken in and would cut her down, before she got much out of her seat, far less touching distance of Gloria. Gerry’s sudden incongruous laughter broke into her thoughts, “You don’t give me much credit, do you Natalie?” he asked her. “Take your clothes off.”

  “You help her,” Leonard told his wife and stood her up putting his foot on her arse and propelling her across the floor towards Natalie with it, where she stood in her blouse and white knickers pretending not to know what to do.

  Natalie got up willingly enough, her calculation being to distract them from retribution with sex, a good exchange in any currency, and pulled her top over her head.

  “Has Lisa done it before?” Leonard asked Ed.

  “Lots of times,” he replied.

  “There you are then,” Leonard told his wife. “Just pretend it’s one of those times and ignore us. Natalie turned her back on her and Lisa unclipped her bra but Natalie made no move to take it off, she turned back and Leonard told Lisa to, “Stop stalling!” and she put her hands on Natalie’s shoulders and pushed the straps down and the bra fell away leaving Natalie’s breasts staring her in the face. “How good do you think she’ll be at this?” Leonard asked Gerry.

  “Pretty good, if she does it.”

  “She’ll do it - won’t you Lisa?” and Leonard stood up and unbuckled his belt and slid it out of his trousers, wrapping it around his fist a few times and letting the end hang flapping against his leg. Lisa bent her head and kissed Natalie’s nipple then sucked it into her mouth.

  “As I said, pretty good! Now do the other one...Aw yeah, she’s done it before, you know those tits don’t you Lisa?”

  “Well answer the man!”

  “Yes Gerry.”

  “I’ll have to find out what else you know Lisa,” Leonard told her. “Let’s start with her belly button, stick your tongue in that...You don’t mind do you Gerry?”

  “What’s to mind?” Gerry laughed, “I don’t think Lisa’s too keen though, maybe you ought to encourage her some.”

  Lisa was worried about where it was going. She’d done it all before with Natalie but that was in front of Ed and Don as a prelude to getting herself fucked...she didn’t know what this was a prelude to...Whack! Leonard’s belt cracked off her bottom and she found out. She screamed and jumped, he’d never done anything like that before and she turned to complain, just as Gerry reached forward and tore her knickers down to her ankles and Leonard hit her with the belt again. “You need to put some passion into it,” he said. She pushed her face into Natalie’s navel, partly to stifle her whimpering and she kissed and sucked at it hoping they would be happy with her performance and leave it at that.

  “Kneel!” Leonard said, disillusioning her.

  “Leonard, I can’t!”

  His arm moved and the belt landed across her behind, much harder this time and she screamed loudly but if she was hoping that one of the on-lookers would rescue her, none did. “You will!” Leonard told her. “Now get her trousers off!” Sobbing, fumbling, Lisa unbuttoned Natalie’s trousers and pulled them down and Natalie stepping out of them leaving Lisa staring at her tiny black string. “What are you waiting for?” he asked her and walloped her again making her start and cry out but pull down the thong at the front and begin kissing Natalie’s bush.

  “Jeeze, I need more room in my pants!” Gerry said and shifted in his seat then leaned forward suddenly and drew his hand across Lisa’s backside making a loud clap and her scream into the bargain. “Sorry, couldn’t resist it!” he told Leonard.

  “That’s okay,” Leonard replied and thwacked the belt off Natalie’s rump, making her scream too. “Neither could I!” and the two men laughed and just about everyone else joined in and Lisa realised she was lost.

  “For Christ’s sake, will you hurry up and do it?” Natalie told her, bringing more laughter, “Or are you going to wait until they beat us to death first?” and she grabbed Lisa’s head and ground it into her pubes and pushed it down towards her slit which she stuck out and revolved in Lisa’s face.

  Natalie got a cheer for that but Lisa just got another whack on the arse and another until she pulled Natalie’s thong off and pushed her face into her vagina finally giving the crowd what they wanted and fulfilling Gloria’s earlier promise to Leonard.

  “I think we’ll make that your party piece...well, half of it anyway!” Gloria said to Natalie who was standing helping Lisa lick her by holding her thighs open and Lisa’s head tightly in her crotch.

  “Can we just stick at that?” Natalie asked her with a smile.

  “Not a chance,” Gloria answered. “Not anymore!” although anyway as she spoke, Gerry pulled his wife off Lisa and threw her down over the two arms of a comfy chair, bum in the air on one side, head and breasts on the other.

  “You got rope in this house?” he asked Ed who nodded and sloped off to get it, like the failed actor now stage hand, only grudgingly involved in the show. He came back with a long piece of white cord and offered to cut it but Gerry asked him, “Into what?”

  “Bits,” Ed replied.

  “How long?”

  “How long do you want?”

  “How the Hell should I know!” Gerry said taking an end and tying it round Natalie’s ankle then pulling it under the chair and up to bind her wrist before returning it back under the chair to tie her other ankle only to run out of rope before her remaining wrist could be secured. “That won’t do,” he said.

  “Why not?” Ed asked him.

  “She can get out of it.”

  “What are you planning on leaving or something?” Ed asked him and cut the end off with scissors and tied it around Natalie’s free wrist and left it hanging.

  What are we going to do with that?” Gerry asked him.

  “Hold on to it,” Ed said.

  “Or more likely, she can whip you with it!” Gerry told him, but left it anyway and began spanking his wife whose bum sticking up so invitingly was offering an irresistible target and playing havoc with all the men’s trousers.

  Gerry spanked her with gusto while Natalie yelled and attempted to shield herself with her free hand until Gloria caught the rope’s end and pulled Natalie’s arm away. She got cheers for that, and having turns of the rope and letting Natalie get her hand back across her bottom only to haul it away at the last moment to receive the smack became the first game of the day.

  “I’m not as mean as them,” Cammy told Natalie when it was his turn. “I’ll let you defend your bum,” but when Natal
ie did and thus twisted her top half up, Cammy squeezed her exposed breast and tweaked her nipple then yanked her hand away, shouting, “I lied, what a rotter!” which by her expression Hilda clearly thought infantile, in character, and in need of later correction.

  The second game was predictable and not long in following. Having excited himself spanking Natalie and watching naked Gloria pulling on the rope, Gerry surrendered his position to Leonard and went round the other side of the chair, where to more cheers, he dropped his trousers and pushed his penis into Natalie’s mouth and his hand between Gloria’s buttocks, his fingers playing in her vagina and finding her already receptive. “If you take it out of your wife’s mouth, you can put it in my pussy,” she told him and got down on all fours on the carpet.

  “Most happy to oblige dear lady!” Gerry said and got down behind Gloria uncaring that Cammy took over his spot. Gloria had been much in need of a sound rodgering so that barely had Gerry got his cock loaded before she was howling like a wolf and making so much sound that Gerry worried he’d stuck it in the wrong hole.

  “Oh that was wonderful Gerry!” Gloria said rolling clear after a particularly drawn out howl, “I so needed that...” as if the company hadn’t noticed, “But I’ve got to go and put the sausage rolls in the oven.”

  “I thought that’s what he was doing,” Hilda remarked, eyeing Gerry left stranded on his knees, his tadger pointing into empty space, wasted, and her there...awaiting her entrance.

  “I see you’ve got a deep water harbour,” Gerry said to Hilda and then added, seemingly momentarily stricken with Tourettes, “You wicked, wonderful Scottish bitch you!” which caused the entire company to pause in their collective bucking, fucking, bouncing and spanking pursuits and reflect on his suicide.

  “Cò an caora sin còmhla riut a chunnaic mi an-raoir?” Hilda shouted which everyone took to be the prelude to chopping his dick off but were amazed when he replied,