I hate blackmailers, Laz, but I don't give away freebies.

Nick thinks about it for a few seconds, then places his hand on Lazlo's arm. "I'll figure out some way to handle Rick. I don't know how, but I won't let him fuck you over."

"Thank you, vato," Lazlo visibly relaxes, then looks over toward Mistress May and back to Nick.

Nick shakes his head. "I can't really give away office space so she can get rich. If Kate wants to work something out after the deal goes through, then that's between Kate and May."

Lazlo nods. "I told her it might be pushing things." A sharp crack interrupts them, Freddy grunting in pain, Tommy giggling obscenely, pulling the paddle back from his naked bottom. "Although, between you and me, May is a very clever and cautious lady. She might have just been testing you to see how you'd handle it." Lazlo grins, looking back again and watching Freddy squirming as Tommy reaches down under the bench and grips his balls, tugging them until Freddy squeals. "She picks up fast, doesn't she?" Lazlo's cock is stiffening as the two men watch the women start in on their prisoners. "Is this her first time in a club?"

Nick shrugs, embarrassed. "I really don't know, we've only been together three days." He tries to ignore Lazlo's shocked expression. May motions to Lazlo and subtly motions him over to supervise. Switching places with him, May moves up, an enigmatic smile on her face. "Hello, May," Nick says. "I take it I said the right thing?"

"I had to make sure if you bought the place, you wouldn't be a pushover." She places her hand on his chest and the look in her eyes is almost predatory. "Thank you for agreeing to help Lazlo. He's a good man." Her slides down, hooking into the front of his pants. "I definitely owe you one. Which I can repay right now if you and Tommy are open?" She says the last part loud enough that Tommy can hear it.

"We don't believe in ownership," Tommy quips, winking at Nick, running her hand over the black man's ass and slipping her fingers into his crack.

"Oh, that's so nice to hear," Mistress May murmurs; her slender fingers grip his zipper, her palm rubbing against his hard cock through his jeans, just enough friction to frustrate him. Without another word, she slides around behind him, lowers his zipper, and reaches in to pull his dick out. Lazlo has stepped up behind Freddy, picking up a black and red leather flogger. It makes a loud crack as he lashes Freddy's pale bottom, already reddened from Tommy's spanking. Nick groans, Mistress May pushing him up behind the black man, Lazlo beginning to swing the flogger in quick short strokes across Freddy's ass, each hit cracking loudly, Freddy's whimpers building. Tommy's stepped back, giving way to Lazlo, who presses her back, moving her toward the front of the bench and Freddy's face. Nick groans, May slicking his cock with lube, lining him up. "Barron's a very slutty boy," she utters in his ear. "He likes being fucked hard while you hurt him." She unbuckles her strapon and drops it to the floor, then pulls Nick's cock to the pucker of Barron's ass. The head of Nick's cock bumps against Barron, then slides in, causing Barron to arch his back and moan. Reaching over to the toys, Nick grabs a pair of leather gloves, the palms and fingers covered with tiny black spikes.

Lazlo is picking up speed now, Tommy fumbling with Freddy's gag, May pulling a chair over to sit just in front of Barron's face as she pulls his gag off also. She shucks her panties off, spreading her thighs to display her glistening cunt. Tommy teases Freddy, touching his cheek with the tip of her cock; he reaches out with his mouth wide open and hungry. May grabs the back of Barron's head, yanking his face roughly into her crotch, grinding her pussy against his lips and tongue. Nick shoves hard into Barron's asshole, which clenches at him, then drags the spike gloves from Barron's muscular shoulders down across his back, raising tiny red welts on Barron's dark shiny skin.Tommy is fucking Freddy's **** mouth, Lazlo dropping the flogger, his massive thick cock ramming into his ****'s ass. Barron is grunting like a bitch in heat as Nick fucks him fast and deep, his cock shiny with lube, little beads of pre-cum dropping from Barron's tip to the floor. May's knuckles are white where she's tugging at Barron's curls, his suckling at her clit driving her crazy.

Lazlo manages to grab a strange-looking glass rod with a plastic handle. Flipping a switch on the side and adjusting a dial, his cock still deep in Freddy's body, Lazlo grins wickedly. The violet wand crackles into life, the inside of the glass filled with purple lightning. Tommy's interest is visible on her face; Lazlo lowers the tip of the wand and tracing a small curve along Freddy's hip. Small crackling electrical sparks snap along his skin, making the boy jump. Each touch sends another miniature lightning bolt through him. Tommy's thrusts pick up speed as she watches Lazlo work the wand back and forth over Freddy's flanks. May's eyes gleam with sadistic enjoyment; a slight hiss escapes her mouth as Lazlo's hand dips under the bench, the tip of the wand playing stinging shocks directly into Fredy's dangling balls. The smell of oil and ozone bites at Nick's nostrils, and he digs the gloves in hard, making Barron's ass buck backward into him.

Tommy's hands are on either side of Freddy's head, driving her cock deep into his throat, face-fucking him, her eyes locked onto the sight of Lazlo and Nick, their hips pistoning in and out of the tightly bound slaves. Nick's hands clench Barron's ass, the spiked gloves digging into the muscles of the man's bottom; with a strangled cry of pleasure and pain, Barron's cock explodes, thick ropes of cum splattering to the floor and along the underside of the bench. That's Lazlo's cue, as he sheaths himself in his lover's ass, pumping his seed up into the boy. The chain reaction is impressive; Freddy's load drips from him as he moans lewdly, drinking Tommy's cream as she fills his mouth. May and Nick come almost at the same time, May cursing impressively as she thrashes up against Barron's lips, Nick's balls quivering as his hot sperm jets into Barron's welcoming ass, the muscles clenching and unclenching as Barron milks his cock dry.

The room smells of sweat and cum and leather, the sounds of gasping and panting slowing down over a minute or two. Post-fuck, Lazlo is rubbing Freddy's shoulders and releasing him from the bench; May is under the bench, licking Barron's rod clean and then kissing him deeply. After a few moments, as Lazlo and Freddy are still holding each other, enjoying their come-down, Barron rolls off the bench and onto the floor at Mistress May's feet. She tousles his hair affectionately, then moves over to the wall, picking up a small hose and rinsing down the benches and the floors, washing lube, cum, and oil down the waiting drain. Tommy stumbles over and almost collapses into Nick's arms as he slumps back onto the edge of the pool, his thighs and legs quivering. "That was fucking AMAZING," Tommy whispers, kissing him as she cuddles into him again. By way of agreement, Nick kisses her cheek, then closes his eyes, satisfied and content.