The Great Escape Chapter 20, Part 4 of 6

The Great Escape
Chapter 20, Part 4 of 6

Danielle obediently took his hand as he led her to the bedroom.

Roger shook out a pillow in the bedroom and used the case to tie Danielle's arms behind her back. He bent her over the end of the bed and tied her legs together with another pillowcase. She was fully dressed, but he began to spank her anyway.

It was a hard spanking, and she cried out a few times, but she knew she deserved it up to a point.

She reached that point on the tenth spank. Her bottom was hot, and the pain became sensual. It wasn't a punishment. It was a pure and exciting pleasure and a genuine need. She tripped over into a trancelike state in which every slap created a deep sexual ache and longing.

She whimpered when he pulled her skirt up and exposed her nicely rounded, firm pink buttocks. There was a patch of wet on her skimpy white knickers. He spanked her bare buttocks, turning them red and leaving handprints. She bucked gently. The damp patch on her knickers spread.

He pulled her knickers down and walloped her a few more times. She bucked more vigorously, arching her back, pushing her bottom up to meet his hand.

Her arms were locked behind her back. Her nipples, big and complex, poked through her shirt, rubbing against the bed as his assault on her bottom rocked her. The rub made a sexual current she felt in her pussy.

Danielle shut her eyes and breathed deeply, moaning as she breathed out.

It turned him on. He was fully stiff.

He pulled her around and bent her on her knees. Her mouth was open before he pulled his cock out and stuffed it in without warning or asking. She shut her eyes and sucked, bobbing her head, showing him how she felt about him, how she belonged to him.

She sucked lovingly and felt his cock twitching. It was a while since he'd had sex, and she was doing such a good job he struggled to hold it in.

"My God!" he groaned as she bobbed her head quickly, making sloppy noises.

He couldn't stop himself. He held her by the hair and thrust into her mouth. Danielle looked up at him, lust and longing in her big eyes. A few last frantic thrusts and the tension rose unbearably. The irresistible joy broke over him, and there was a release. Hot cum juiced into Danielle's throat and mouth. She swallowed hard and kept eating until she'd emptied his cock.

She kept licking and sucking until she'd cleaned off his cum, and when he withdrew, she licked her lips and smiled, looking up at him, ready and willing for whatever else he planned. All thoughts of her problems sank to the back of her mind. Now, there was only her man and the moment.

He carried her to the shower, untied her, stripped her, and washed them both. She clung to him tightly.

Dried and warm, Danielle fell into a sensual trance again as soon as Roger tied her to the bed on her back, spread-eagle. He lay on her and pushed his mouth against hers. She kissed him back eagerly, trying to get him aroused again as quickly as possible, inviting him to take her.

He pulled away and tied her mouth with a gag. He kissed down her neck to her tits, which he sucked greedily for an age. She had nice big tits, white globes with big pink nipples. She squirmed and sighed, encouraging him to suck harder, getting off on the loving attention.

He kissed down her body, worshiping her beauty with his lips and tongue, until he reached her thighs. As he kissed her thighs, he put a finger gingerly into her pussy, spreading the creamy moisture over her outer lips and clit. It got her going even more. She found teasing kisses and fingering hard to bear when she wanted his cock so badly!

When he put his tongue on her pussy, it felt like electricity. She squirmed against her bonds and tried to raise her pussy to get more of his mouth.

So began an hour of the cruelest teasing and denial. Every time she got to the high point and was ready to cum, he pulled away and let her roll back down the hill. Then he'd push her back up to the peak, only to deny her again.

It was the most beautiful frustration she'd ever felt.

Were her legs free, she'd have trapped him with them and made him finish her off. Were her arms free, she'd have finished herself off. As it was, he made it even worse for her by sticking a finger in her bottom. She was tight there, and she melted from the extra stimulation as he worked his finger in and out in time with sucks on her clitoris.

She moaned deeply and shook her head from side to side as her back arched.

At last, Roger let her cum. He sucked her clit into his mouth and lashed it with his tongue.

There was a scream as she stiffened all over, taut nipples like bullets. Then, a kind of eruption as a bottled-up orgasm flooded over her. She arched, convulsed, arched again, and shook, bucking hard, head thrown back.

Now she couldn't stop Cumming. It was a series of peaks with no real valleys. She cried out in ecstasy, thighs shaking, back arching as he pistoned two fingers into her snatch, his little finger in her arse.


She came again with a few dribbles. And again.

Now, it was his turn. Roger lay on her, grabbed her tits, and fucked her until he was exhausted. Even at the end, she was still Cumming, still urging him on with her moans, goading him with her muffled cries to fuck her harder, and rewarding him with another spasm.

Finally, he came. He ripped off the gag and forced his mouth onto hers, thrusting hard, rocking her on the bed, violently loving her to the end before splurging his cum deep in her pussy.

After he'd untied her, they lay together, warm and satiated. Danielle put her arms around him and pulled herself close, snuggling her head against his chest and hugging him tightly.

"That was wonderful, Darling," she said. "You reminded me what it feels like to be a woman. I'm sorry I was so irritable."

"You're forgiven," Roger said.

"And I'm sorry I neglected you."

"Also forgiven."

"You can do that to me again any time you want," she said earnestly. "Don't allow me to refuse. I hereby permit you to ignore any future refusal I may make or pretense at being too busy or too tired."

"Duly noted. Do you feel better?"

"I'm sexually satisfied. I feel loved and protected. But I don't feel better about my problems. Sorry, Roger, but as soon as this beautiful interlude ends, I'll be just as stressed and even more delayed."

"No, you won't because I will fix your problems."

"You can't fix them. You can only take my mind off them for a while. Don't worry. It was completely worth it."

"I am going to fix them," he said assertively. "Tell me, Danielle, what is a husband?"

"Well, my mother would say, my lord and master."

"Yes, and the worrying thing is, she would be only half-joking. But what do you say?"

"You are my rock, love, accomplice, and hero."

"I like all that, but there's another thing. What's a husband's role?"

"To make his wife happy."

"And how does he do that?"

"Multiple orgasms are a good start. Ooh, and spanking."

"What else, something non-sexual?"

"I think I know what you want me to say. A husband helps his wife with her burdens. Roger, I wish you could carry this burden, but you're just as busy as me."

"I can always spare some time for my wife. Why don't you tell me your problems and let me see what I can do?"

"It's just nonsense: administrative problems, personnel issues, publicity, and finances. I'm sure you're not bothered by it.

"Come on, Danielle: it's a husband's job. Tell me."

"Well, the first problem is that the bad publicity and interference from Earth has put off the financial backers on the University's Board of Directors.
They're scared to commit more funds, so we've enough money for just one more mission to Samothea."

"Doesn't your air-suit business bring in some money?"

"Yes, but not enough to subsidize the Samothea Project, and I want to send a traveler to Samothea every month, not wait years between missions to accrue the funds."

"What else can you do?" Roger asked.

"I could allow Hyper Star Japan to start selling the hyperdrive system under license on Earth. That would bring in a serious income," Danielle admitted.

"There are other benefits," she continued: "Stephen Oakshott and Hyper Star Japan would begin to get the returns they fully deserve. Paul Kessler keeps reminding me that everyone on the Project Team is due a big payout."

"So, what's the downside?"

"Earth will be able to open hyperspace pathways directly to Samothea. Very lucrative for us, of course, but then anyone could go to Samothea to exploit its natural resources or settle there."

How can anyone mine or settle Samothea? Roger asked.

"They would be illegal squatters and claim-jumpers, of course, but lengthy and costly court actions would be needed to evict them. The alternative is to recognize the settler company, Outworld Ventures, as the legal owner of the planet, thereby creating a problem of enforcing the law.

"And what's wrong with that?"

"I want the women of Samothea to control their destiny. We don't know what kind of settlers the company would allow. Outworld Ventures is an Earth-based company susceptible to pressure from politicians who want Earth to colonize Samothea."

"Brad's report emphasized how trusting the women of Samothea are. I don't want them exploited by slick and plausible newcomers. I don't want them to sell the mineral rights for a song and find their planet polluted. I don't want Ezra's children harmed or disinherited."

"Granted. So, what can we do?"

"I need to show that the Samothea Project is a worthwhile endeavor, despite the bad publicity, and that it will give a return on investment. Then, the university will let us work at our own pace. So, as I said, you can't help me with that problem."

"I understand," Roger said. "Tell me your other problems."

"The bloody feminists!" Danielle exclaimed. "The stuck-up, over-starched, born-again maidens!"

"I see. They're offended by Ezra's Solomonic polygamy."

"The men on the University Board are too scared to cross the feminist lobby, so there's nothing you can do about that, either."

"True enough," Roger said. "Next problem?"

"Rosa analyzed the data from the instruments on Brad's ship. She found that the X-rays from the black hole were slightly more intense and had a higher frequency than we had estimated. It was a remarkably accurate estimate because she worked with three microseconds of reverse-engineered data. But it means the shielding on Brad's return beacon is less effective than we hoped. The next mission must utilize a new beacon with thicker shielding, adding to the weight, fuel load, and cost.


To be continued