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CHAPTER NINE

The car came for her a week after that terrible, frightening day in the cabin. Jody always knew it would, but Brit had just laughed at her. Or laughed and hidden it. Jody, hated to be humored. But she'd known that the car would come and take her away. There'd been something in Mark Edwards' eyes that said he would send for her as he'd promised. Nobody was around. The car just pulled up all black and gleaming and a man in a suit got out.

Jody knew who had sent him even before he spoke. She got in the car and let it take her down the farm road away from the Russell place forever. Maybe she would write Brit. Maybe not. Jody had never been quite the same since that time in the cabin. She could feel the change but couldn't identify it. She felt removed from things at a distance. It was hard to concentrate. But she could concentrate on sex. It was what she thought about all the time. Thought about it, but didn't do anything about it. Except when she touched her own body like she'd learned to do from Brit.

The car took her down the highway for a long way. She had never been that far in her life. The man said he would stop if she was hungry, but Jody told him she wasn't. She was anxious to arrive to wherever they were headed.

The place where Mark Edwards lived wasn't really a house at all. It was a mansion. There were servants around, but they only seemed to appear when something was needed. She was shown to a room. It would be her room, she understood. A nice Jody talked to her. The Jody was Mark's secretary and there was something in her eyes that said she had seen everything and yet not let it make her ugly inside. She smiled at Jody a lot, admired her.

"Mark has some things picked out for you," the Jody said. Her name was Glenda. Jody had just gotten out of the shower and was drying her hair with a fluffy towel.

"A dress?"

"Yes. White silk. It hangs to your knees." Glenda brought it out. She was lots older than Jody but not so old as to look old. She held the dress up by two thin shoulder straps, then draped it across the bed.

"I didn't bring any clean underwear," Jody said.

"You won't be needing panties, darling. Mark will prefer you without them." Jody let the words stop echoing in her head. Then she swallowed hard.

A little thrill burned around her nipples. She swallowed again. Glenda's smile told her she was blushing.

"Mark isn't like most men," Glenda said. "I think you must know that by now. He knows what he wants and takes it." Glenda looked at her hands. "He used to want me. Sometimes he still does." She looked into Jody's eyes without hostility, without jealousy. Jody blinked back.

"He's a very nice man," she stammered, feeling stupid for having opened her mouth at all. Glenda only smiled, tilted her head.

"Yes, Mark is that. You won't have any cares. Not for the rest of your life." Glenda took a breath. "Here I've been talking too much. We've got to get you ready for Mark. He's flying in from the capital today."

Glenda brushed Jody's hair and braided it. Jody thought it made her look like a dumb little country kid, but Glenda assured her that she looked wonderful. The dress was slipped over her body. Jody knew it had to be pure silk, the way it clung to her breasts, sliding over her skin in a way that made her shiver. Glenda painted her toenails and fingernails. Not bright red like Jody had wanted, but a delicate pink.

"You're too young for red, darling," Glenda told her and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Christ, you're lovely. Mark certainly has fine taste." Glenda smiled brightly. "After all, he chose me."

"How many years ago…?" Jody hated herself for nosing into Glenda's private life, but she had to know.

"I was eighteen. Your age." Glenda's eyes looked damp. "I'm thirty-two now. But it hasn't been a bad life."

Jody was shown into a large bedroom, a man's room. Mark's room. The walls were fine paneled wood, the chain leather. It had a rich smell to it, a manly smell. Glenda took some large silk scads and lay them out on the bed.

"What are they f-f-for?" Jody asked, drifting over.

"You'll find out in time, sweetheart. You'll find out in time." Glenda held her at arms length and took a long look. "I'll leave you alone now…"

"No… don't go. It's been so long since I've seen Mark that… well." Jody looked at her hands. "I won't know what to say or anything."

"Mark has been talking with people all day," Glenda laughed. "Do you think he really wants to talk anymore?" Jody blushed again and sat on the edge of the bed. Glenda closed the door behind her and the room was silent except for the ticking of an antique clock.

In half an hour Mark was striding across the thick carpet towards her. Jody jumped up. He looked as if he'd just had a swim. He seemed younger than before, healthy, strong. It was hard to believe he was older than Glenda.

They talked for a while, but soon he was holding her young body against his bare chest. The bulge in his tight trunks looked huge. When he rubbed it against Jody's thigh she moaned and tilted her head up to be kissed.

"You'll be my daughter by the end of this month," he said. "I've seen a few judges, taken a short cut or two…" Jody thought she was hearing things.

"Daughter! Me? Your… daughter?"

"Adopted. Legally?" Mark cupped his fingers around her breast. The silk warmed to his touch and Jody felt her nipple growing against his palm. Mark picked her up and carried her to the bed. He took one of her feet in his hands and started to caress it.

Jody flopped on the bed, thrilled when he shoved his tongue between her toes. He kissed her sole, licked her ankle and began to work up her leg. Her pussy was feverish. She wished she had on panties to sop up some of the overflow. Her butter was seeping from between her plump, curl-fringed lips. Mark lifted the silk dress and gazed lovingly at her naked pubes.

"All that red hair," he smiled, "stuck together in little curls." His words made Jody pant. She closed her eyes. Mark was slipping out of his trunks. She looked and saw his long, hard cock bobbing between his thighs. It was fringed with black hair. The exposed head was dusky purple, swollen out from the shaft like a strange mushroom. Mark picked up one of the silk scarves, the ones Glenda had put out. He drew it through his hand. Then he looped it around her right wrist and tied it. The silk was strong hut sensuous on her skin. Jody shivered as he wound it around her neck once and then tied the other wrist to the loose end. Her arms were up beside her head, bent at the elbow. She couldn't lift them far from the bed because of the silk that circled her neck. Mark lifted the edge of her white, silk shift until her breasts were bare. Then he started kissing her.

"Nuuuuuu…!" Jody squirmed as his lips touched her belly, her hips, her tits. He never stayed long enough in one place to do more than tease. She sucked in lungfuls of air and wiggled under the tickly, tantalizing sensations. The restriction of her arms only added to her feeling of helpless excitement. Then Mark was nuzzling into the frizzy dampness of her mound. She felt his lips pinch each swollen labia and then his tongue flicked across her clit until she arched her back and strained her arms against the silk scarves.

"Hhhuuuunnnn…!" she groaned. Mark worked his chin into the hollow of her hole and sucked her clit between his teeth. Jody thrashed wildly, the silk cutting into her wrist now, sending jolting pleasure up and down her body.

"Yes," Mark whispered, "I knew I'd chosen right when I first saw you today…"

"Ohhhhh Mark. Ohhhhh it feels so… sooooo good." Jody tossed her head from side to side. Her heels dug at the bedcovers. Mark slipped his body up hers. She felt his weight crushing her down into the big bed. She felt her breasts flattened under his chest. He forced her mouth open and kissed her deeply… hungrily. She bit back, sucking his tongue as she'd learned to do. His hips thrust and she felt his dry cock slip up her belly. It pressed into her flesh, warmed her. She remembered suddenly how that thing had been in her mouth… the rubber had broken and Mark's cream fountained in her throat.

"You're shivering," Mark said in her ear.

"Ohhh… your cock… it's so hard… so big…"

Mark moved his body and she felt his tip sliding down her abdomen, slipping under her steamy mound. The head pushed into the drenched red curls and they parted. Her hot butter rushed out to wet the sensitive membrane. Mark made a noise in his throat as he felt her fever. He moved again and she felt her inner lining bathe him with slickness. His bulging head slipped over her clit. Mark fucked in a little, flattening the super-sensitive nubbin of pink flesh.

"Yuuhhhhhh!" she cried, tossing her plush hips under him. Mark fanned his fingers under her squirming ass. His palms were hot. Jody wiggled against them and felt him squeeze the twin softness, felt him massage the muscles. She humped her bottom up and down in his grasp and felt his cocktip slip off her slit. It was poised against the seepy hollow where her hole began. She was panting loudly, jerking at the silk that held her arms. The silk tightened slightly around her neck, making her feel the bondage, the restraint of her position. Mark smiled as he teased her with his prick. He let the spongy tip ease in and then slowly out again.

"Ohhhh put it in me! Fuck me! Ohhhh God, I'll die if you don't!"

Mark smothered her gasps with his mouth, then kissed her breast again, pulling as much of the firm flesh between his teeth as he possibly could. Jody thrust her chest up hard to make it hurt a little.

Mark's tongue flicked her nipple and she mad shuddery noises of excitement. She couldn't keep her ass still. She pumped and fucked with it, trying to pull that hot, velvety cockhead deeper into the buttery folds of her body. She knew her movements were having an effect on him. He moved his hands up her body, held her trim waist and then hugged her against him as he crushed her down into the bed. His hips moved upwards and she felt his prick stretching out the beginning of her hole. Her pussy spasmed tight, sucking at the soft spear that teased it so mercilessly.

"Mark… Ohhhhh God, please… please… please!"

"What do you want, baby?" he sighed back.

"Your cock! Inside me! Deep, deep inside me! Fuck me, Mark! Oh God… Oh shit…"

Mark lunged and Jody's ass cheeks quivered from the force as the thick, hard thing pierced her to the hilt. Her juices smacked and dribbled out from around the edges of the shaft. Her inner petals clasped near Mark's balls, pulling at his flesh. She bucked her hips violently, jerking her wrists so hard that the silk tightened at her throat and squeezed off her breath for a moment.

"You… you little angel," Mark moaned, fucking furiously. His balls slapped the underside of her asscheeks. His breath seared her neck. And his fingers burrowed into the flesh of her back as he made the bed shake with his loving.

"Uuuuhhhhnnnn… Nnnnnhhhuuuu!"

Mark rolled over so suddenly that Jody didn't know what was happening for a moment. She was on top! Her tits were flattened out an Mark's chest, her mouth clinging to his. She still couldn't do much with her arms or hands, but the cock inside her body had a completely different feel to it now. Mark shoved his legs apart and made her close her thighs. His face changed then. Jody knew that closing her thighs made the walls of her pussy close in tightly around his prick. And then she moved, worked her bottom up and down with quick jerks.

"Jody… God… ahhhhh!"

She could feel the walls of her tube swathing the entire length of his cockshaft. Jody had felt inside herself enough to know that it was slick velvet where Mark's prick was touching now. Slick, tight velvet with her thighs pressed together. She pumped her ass harder, making frantic circles as the friction began to affect her too. Her clit bulged out of her hooded flesh and was rubbed against the hilt of Mark's cock. That hard thing stretched so deeply into her young body! It was like it was poking around in her belly now!

Mark rolled her back under him again, his legs still outside hers. He fucked with furious power. His mouth covered hers, sucked the breath from her lungs. And the tiny squiggle of live nerves that bulging mad nubbin of her clit exploded so excruciatingly quick that her groans were choked in her throat.

"Commmmmminggghaaaaa…" Her body lurched and shook as if she were having a convulsion. Mark threw her legs wide and grasped her ass so hard that his fingers hurt. Hurt wonderfully. She groveled in the pain, jerking her wrists against the silk scarves, tossing her head, letting the wives of mad joy drown her to nothingness.

Mark's cum fountained hotly inside her pussy. She cried as she felt the thick, slippery curds dripping from her hole, as Mark fucked even harder in the sloppy, pungent mess. And as her come quieted down, she tucked her ass up and under, forcing her petals tight against the base of his lovely cock; her body quivered and jerked, milking the last droplets from his body until finally they lay panting in each other's arms.

The sun cast long shadows across the grounds. Jody leaned against a tree and scratched one bare foot with the other one. She had on a pale-blue shift, much like the white one she'd worn that first night with Mark. Four days had passed since then. Four days without seeing anyone but Glenda. But Glenda assured her that all was fine. Mark Edwards was a busy man.

There was the swimming pool and the tennis courts and the game room. And Glenda was fun to talk with. She knew so much about the world. Jody thought of how much she'd learned since coming to this grand place.

But one thing gnawed at her. It was gnawing at her now. Mark had given her strict rules to follow concerning her own pleasure. In short, she wasn't allowed to play with herself. And though Glenda was always sweet and understanding, Jody knew why the older woman was her constant companion. Glenda never left her for more than a few minutes a day. If Jody took more than a few seconds in the bathroom, Glenda came in. There were no locks on the doors. They even bathed together. Slept together. Just the night before, Glenda had awakened her with these words: "Jody darling, you're having a dream. Please don't touch yourself. It's the one thing Mark doesn't allow."

Jody leaned against the tree, scratched her foot again. That wasn't the tickle she really wanted to scratch. She was dying to lift the delicate silk shift and plunge her fingers into the fevered, ripe plumpness of her mound! She glanced around the grounds. She saw no one. But Glenda could appear from nowhere it seemed. Lifting the shift slightly, Jody sneaked a finger up against her mound. Immediately her skin was bathed with hot juice. She moved the finger, crooked it upwards. Her clit jumped out to meet the touch. She closed her eyes and leaned against the tree trunk, rubbing her breasts on the bark.

"Jody?"

She opened her eyes. Glenda stood before her, a scolding smile on her lips. Jody jerked her hand from under the shift and hid it behind her.

"I… I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." Tears welled at the corners of her eyes. "I miss him so much. I just can't go this long without… without…" She hugged Glenda and cried against her chest.

"Mark is like that, isn't he?" Glenda said, patting her. "Yes, I know it all so well. I went through the same thing when Mark adopted me."

Jody stared wide-eyed. "You mean… you're his daughter too?"

"Of course." Glenda took her hand and pulled her towards the house. "Come on, I forgot to tell you that Mark is coming in on the night plane. He wants you ready."

Two hours later Jody was kneeling on the thick rug of Mark's bedroom. Her hands were tied behind her with silk. Her ankles were bound together too. And her hands and ankles had then been secured so that she could do nothing but kneel. Her lips were stretched around the hot, hard shaft of Mark Edwards' cock. Her tongue sucked lovingly at the smooth, bumpy surface. A suckling noise came from her nostrils as she worked her throat. She'd been doing this for half an hour and Mark had still not come. That was because he made her stop every so often. But Jody had come. She'd come just rubbing her thighs together as she knelt there with a mouthful of cock! And she would come again! Because Mark had promised that he would fuck her half crazy when she finished emptying his balls the first time.

"Jody darling," he gasped, grabbing her head suddenly. His cock bulged against the roof of her mouth and Jody tasted something slightly sour. As the hot cream spewed into her throat, she felt her clit twitch and tingle. In a little bit she would have hers… she would have hers…