A Treasure Found

Davidson’s thinking was interrupted by a phone call. “Davidson.”

“Oh good, you’re there,” Schroeder said. “Becky and Lisa had a knock-down, drag-out tonight. Lisa is eighteen and a high school graduate and will soon be headed to college, and she decided she was tired of everything she did being controlled by her mom. Let’s just say there were ugly accusations made and even some slaps were traded. Lisa’s gone.”

“Where are we meeting?”

“How about Little Nicky’s in twenty minutes,” Schroeder suggested.

“I’ll be there.”

Davidson suspected that sleep would be a long time in coming. The city was big, and there was no way Lisa was going to go someplace where her mom expected. That would make finding her too easy. And being in the rebellious mood she would make for easy pickings. Eighteen and finally legal; she’d be at a nightclub, the type of place she’d never been allowed to go to before. And there were dozens, maybe even hundreds of them scattered around the city.

As Davidson and Schroeder prepared to meet, Lisa was entering a lively little joint that played eighties disco music. Enrique had followed her there, welcoming an opportunity to finish his retribution. For him, it had been nothing but a pleasure. Upscale women dressed beautifully. Lisa wore a skimpy black dress that matched her jet-black hair and showed off her creamy, slender thighs. It hugged her tight rounded ass. Enrique stared at it from a distance, and it made his mouth water and stirred his already hardening prick. Her plunging neckline revealed sexy cleavage. Her perky breasts were small but a push-up bra assisted greatly. Her beautiful face looked angry, and that made Lisa appear sexier than ever.

He waited and watched as she ordered and downed several drinks. After her initial anger had passed, she order another drink and retreated to a small round table in a dark corner. The guys noticed her but she was in a foul mood and shot them down with just a look. They lost interest in her very quickly. 

Enrique finally made his move, sitting down on a chair beside her. She turned to tell him to fuck off, that she wasn’t interested in an average-looking middle-aged foreigner. But when she looked at him he smiled, and Lisa smiled back. She felt incredible warmth and tingling in her body, and she blushed in embarrassment at how she reacted. Her slender thighs were crossed right over left, and he placed his warm hand against the skin of her right leg. As classic disco filled her ears, she felt his palm and fingers caressing her thigh. Her belly got real warm and she shuddered, liking the way he was touching her. She liked it even better knowing how mad it would make her mom, and that made her grin in giddy delight.

She suddenly felt uncomfortable and uncrossed and spread her legs apart. There, that was better. Lisa downed her drink and felt a wonderful lightheadedness, like she got when she sneaked too much wine or champagne at her mom’s parties. She leaned back and relaxed as Enrique’s fingers lightly danced over her skin, slowly inching up to the bottom edge of her skirt. When he reached it Lisa nonchalantly reached down and inched it up higher still. She looked over at him with a naughty grin on her face, so eager to do the things her mom would have hated. Lisa knew she’d get a whipping for it, but it was going to be so worth it.

She looked over and smiled at him with that beautiful face and adorable green eyes. His hand slid up higher still, reaching beneath the skirt and pressing against her crotch. Enrique watched as her eyes fluttered and closed, softly moaning in pleasure as his fingers rubbed against her pussy lips through the thin, moist panties. Her body quivered as he fingered the supple flesh, and her hips pushed forward, eager to feel pressure against her crotch.

The ring was on the middle finger of his other hand. The thick gold band was ornately decorated with a variety of gems, and they eerily glowed in the darkness as whatever power they yielded was brought to bear. He couldn’t believe it when he discovered in his research the source of the ring. It had been crafted by a king’s sorcerer upon request. The king had been tricked into paying a bounty for a woman who was then denied him. To avenge this treachery the ring was created, and the King used its power to right the wrong done to him. After the act was consummated, it was tossed into the sea, never to be used again. 

Enrique doubted the ring had any power, but donned it and hit the clubs. Women who would have never looked at him twice suddenly wanted him. For three nights he lived a different life, bedding the most beautiful women that prowled the clubs. And then the idea occurred to him to do to Becky as the King would have done, and avenge the wrong done to him. It had to be fate, for how else would the ring have found its way into his hands? And so Enrique took Angela’s virginity, and she even enjoyed his retribution. The twins would have to wait, and he did so with great patience. It was with great reluctance that he returned the ring to Davidson, and began plotting how to get it back when the time was ripe. When he did Tracy was next. She was more difficult than Angela, reluctant, but he would not be denied and was not. There was more pleasure in her, for it was not as easy. Lisa was proving to be another Angela, eager to be taken. It would be his last opportunity to extract payment from the family.

Enrique’s fingertips felt wetness as it seeped from Lisa’s aroused pussy and soaked through the cotton panty crotch. He glanced over at the beautiful young woman and saw that she was leaning back in her chair, head back, and showing the pleasure she enjoyed by the look on her face. Her tongue licked her lips repeatedly, and both of her hands clutched his wrist and pressed his hand harder against her crotch. Her hips thrust against his fingers, savoring the intense tingling warmth that the intimate contact created. Lisa’s desire was strong, and her hands guided his underneath the panties and against her bare pussy lips.

His fingers found her to be extremely wet, and they were quickly smeared with her oozing nectar. They rubbed on her lips and one pushed between and into the narrow slit within. Lisa sat upright and looked at Enrique, her gorgeous face displaying the sexiest, neediest look he’d ever seen. She leaned towards him with those full sweet lips and their mouths met, tongues anxiously meeting and entwining in hot, passionate kissing. As they kissed and his fingers probed her creamy pussy, Enrique was almost disappointed that the youngest was going to be so easy.

They tongue kissed and fondled for the duration of several songs. His cock was fully enlarged and he was now growing anxious to enjoy her purity. Enrique broke off the kissing. Lisa looked disappointed and stared at his mouth longingly. He looked around and spotted a hallway and restroom signs. He smiled at Lisa as he took her hand and led her in that direction.

Outside, Davidson approached the entrance. He held the 8x10 picture of the twins that Schroeder had provided when the whole thing started. A bouncer was at the door collecting a cover charge, and it was he that Davidson queried.

“Have you seen this girl?” Davidson asked.

The bouncer noticed the desperation in his voice. He’d been arrested several times and had nothing but contempt for authority. “Which one?”

Davidson was in no mood for jokes, and made that clear when he grabbed the man by the scruff of his neck and repeated the question. That made the man even less cooperative, if that was possible. The bouncer knew that she was inside, but wasn’t going to make it easy for the cop.

“If I’d seen her, I would’ve remembered a bitch that hot,” the bouncer responded. “Besides, we don’t allow underage drinking.”

Davidson released the man and shook his head in frustration. He didn’t bother explaining to the man that the picture was several years old. He wondered if Schroeder was having any better luck. He headed west towards another bar that was popular with the ladies.

Inside, Enrique led Lisa to the Men’s restroom, but it was locked. There was a door at the end of the hallway with an illuminated Exit sign overhead, and he took her though it and into an alley behind the bar. Once outside he gently pushed her against the cinder block wall. The alley was narrow but clean, and a nearby street lamp cast down a subtle white light. She wanted him as much as he wanted her, and her head leaned towards him, hungry to be kissed. He was more than happy to fulfill her desires, and their mouths met in a heated embrace of lips and tongues.

A hand reached around Lisa and found a zipper tab. He pulled the plastic zipper down its track and felt as her dress loosened. The straps of her dress easily slipped off her shoulders and dropped to her waist. He deftly unsnapped the bra, which Lisa cooperatively slipped her arms out of. She smiled and groaned as the bra fell to the ground, revealing her small, perky breasts. Enrique cupped the creamy soft mounds and tenderly caressed the magnificent flesh. His fingers rubbed on the swollen nipples and were rewarded by her groans of delight. His blood-engorged penis was pressing impatiently against the front of his pants, but Enrique ignored its insistent throbbing for the moment and continued kissing and fondling his willing victim.

It was Lisa that wanted more. Her hands reached down and rubbed on the bulge, feeling the pulsating warmth of him. Her fingers blindly groped for the zipper, and upon finding it tugged it down enthusiastically. Her warm, soft fingers slipped through the unzipped opening and underpants, and wrapped around the shaft of his large penis. 

Lisa’s mouth retreated from his, and she dropped to her knees. In the light of the nearby lamp she was able to see the fastener of his pants, and she popped it open. Once loosened, they dropped to his ankles. She pulled down the front of his underpants and looked, mesmerized, at the large swollen penis that confronted her. The round tip appeared threatening, the tiny opening beginning to ooze with cum. Her fingers gently stroked the shaft as her head hesitantly leaned forward, at first kissing and then licking the head. It felt warm and smooth against her tongue, and she liked it. Enrique was surprised but pleased when Lisa’s hot mouth opened and she took his penis inside.

Every move she made was slow and deliberate, as if testing to see if she wanted to continue. Her tongue rubbed against the tip and her mouth sucked, bobbing back and forth and taking just the head into her mouth. Then she took a little more, found that she liked it, and then fed as much of his length into her mouth that she could comfortably allow. Her eyes closed as her head moved back and forth, feeling his hot, pulsating penis against her cheeks and tongue. She tasted a strange salty flavor and felt a warm fluid in her mouth as his rounded tip oozed with semen. It was different for her and not enjoyable, but she put up with it in order to enjoy the feel of his throbbing penis upon her tongue. Lisa never knew she’d like sucking on a guy, but she did. It made her all warm and tingly inside.

She kept it up until her mouth started to get tired, and then he squirted a lot of hot, milky cum into her mouth. Lisa didn’t want to swallow but it was too much, too fast. Instinctively she kept sucking on him as he shuddered and groaned, and she was rewarded with a few smaller squirts. Lisa grimaced but fulfilled the task she began, until his hands eased her head back and the wet, withering penis withdrew. 

Saliva and semen coated her chin and dripped down her neck. Lisa wiped it away with the backs of her hands and smiled up at Enrique. Previously he’d been careful not to disclose any personal details that might get him caught, but with Lisa being so willing, he had to take her into his bed. What could possibly be more just than that?

Enrique picked up her bra and stuffed it into his pants pocket as Lisa sensed they were leaving the area and slipped her dress straps back into place. He took her hand and led her from the alley to the street, where Enrique hailed a cab. Lisa’s desire was still strong, and as soon as the cab left the curb she launched herself at him.

It was his turn to be surprised as Lisa moved across the bench seat with cat-like agility and hugged him, her mouth pressing against his. Enrique kissed her back, their hot tongues anxiously entwining. Despite the lack of privacy Lisa slipped the dress straps off her shoulders and pushed the dress to her slender waist, eager to have his hands upon her breasts again. Her small, perky boobs beckoned, and Enrique’s hands cupped and caressed the soft, warm mounds and nipples. Lisa groaned aloud, uncaring about the presence of the taxi driver who was observing through the rearview mirror.

Lisa was hot and needy, and clung to him. Their mouths and tongues kissed hard and fast, and her pussy seeped with wetness. Lisa knew how wrong and risky it was to do what she was doing, but anger with her mom drove Lisa to hurt her mom the best way she knew how, which was to disobey her supreme authority. The iron fist was no more. 

The cab discharged them in an alley behind Enrique’s business. He unlocked a heavy steel padlock and opened a steel bar gate to access the steel entry door, which also had to be unlocked. Once open he guided her into the dark building and secured the entrance.

Enrique knew the layout and didn’t bother turning on the lights. Lisa blindly followed him, her hand in his, her legs weak and trembling as she fully realized what was about to happen. Suddenly fear knotted her stomach as doubts began to creep into her mind. She didn’t want to be here, or be with him. Lisa wanted to go home.

That was when she noticed the ring on his finger, glowing brightly in the darkness in an indescribably color. It was on the hand that clutched her hand, and she could feel it growing warmer against her skin. The knot in her stomach loosened, and a wave of tingling warmth rippled through her supple body. Excitement chased the fear away just as Enrique pulled her down onto a large, soft bed. When his hands loosened her blouse buttons and slipped it from her shoulders, Lisa didn’t protest. She kicked the shoes off her feet.

She lay back on the bed and pulled him towards her, their mouths passionately kissing as his hands once again cupped and fondled her perky breasts and nipples. When his lips left her mouth they kissed and nibbled on her neck and ears, making her hotter still. Lisa groaned and shuddered in delight. Her entire body craved for sexual release

After several moments it was Lisa who tried to make the next move. As she reached for his crotch Enrique scooped up both wrists in a one hand and straddled Lisa, pinning both arms above her head. He would enjoy this final act of retribution as once a great King did, and prolong it for as long as humanly possible.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Lisa questioned, for although her body was aroused and willing, she sensed an underlying purpose.

“We both seek same; revenge against mother.”

He leaned down to kiss her mouth and filled it with his thick, wet tongue. Lisa gently bit and sucked on it as she did his swollen prick earlier. She felt a hand upon a breast, this time his fingers twisting and pulling on the hardened nub to the point of pain. She jerked and groaned as brief, intermittent jolts of stinging pain assaulted her luscious flesh. His touching switched between tender and rough on whim, as a car changing gears. Lisa’s body was hot and tingly and now laced with jolts of pain, the two sensations entwined into one, inseparable. Her back arched, pushing the perky mound harder against his fingers, eager for more. The fire in her loins flared hotter still, and wetness seeped from the soft folds of her aroused pussy.

When Enrique withdrew his mouth from hers, Lisa pleaded breathlessly to be fucked. She was hotter and wetter than she ever imagined possible, and now understood when her twin sister Tracy confessed how incredibly erotic her first time had been with the stranger. It was then that Lisa realized it had to have been the same man that was with her now, and that realization knotted her stomach and filled her with a sense of fear and dread as never before.

“You raped my sisters,” Lisa said in an accusing tone.

Enrique was surprised she’d figured it out. “No rape. They beg for it. You beg too for Enrique. Now I fuck you, for mother.”

The spell cast by the ring was now weakened, and Lisa started resisting him. Fortunately for him, her wrists were already pinned to the bed, and as she struggled his grip on them tightened. His free hand sharply slapped her face, stunning his victim and stalling her efforts to escape. He lifted her skirt up and roughly tore the thin panties from her body, revealing the wet, hot pussy nestled protectively between her quivering thighs.

“Better this way. Sisters too easy. Enrique love this.”

Lisa’s resistance gave him more satisfaction, and although she could not see in the darkness he grinned in delight as a hand reached down between her legs and gently rubbed and fingered her juicy pussy. Lisa groaned aloud in pleasure and thoughts of resistance soon evaporated as once again she was fully enveloped by the powerful ring. Her creamy legs spread fully apart, silent inviting him to take her. 

Enrique quickly slipped out of his clothing, cautious of another effort to escape his clutch, but Lisa remained in position and waited for the inevitable. He kneeled between her parted thighs and pulled her towards him and his large, throbbing penis. She felt the large round tip pushing between the soft folds of flesh and felt the pulsating prick slipping up and down her wet slit as it sought her opening by feel. She gasped as it pressed against the opening, and cried aloud as it popped inside the tight hole. Her hands grasped the bed sheets and rolled up into tight fists as she prepared for what was to happen. 

He thrust forward, driving her against the mattress. Her virgin canal yielded reluctantly, and his head tore through her cherry and drove deeper inside in quick thrusts. Lisa groaned and shuddered in painful pleasure as her pussy oozed with slippery wetness. With each thrust she felt his penis pushing deeper inside. Her tight pussy stretched to accommodate his large size, and now she understood what her sisters had tried to explain but could not put into words. The combination of pain and intense pleasure was indescribable. Tingling warmth rippled through her flesh and loosened her knotted stomach, easing the mental and emotional burden of her victimization.

Just when she thought it impossible for her body to take him inside any deeper, she felt his balls slapping against her ass. His large prick almost fully withdrew and began long, slow thrusts. Lisa’s pain eased, replaced by powerful excitement as she felt his throbbing prick fucking her. It didn’t take long before her body tensed and twitched in spasms of ecstasy. Her head began spinning as the breath was ripped from her lungs. Lisa moaned and groaned loudly as she writhed in wild abandon, amazed by the incredible sensations of pure delight created within her flesh. She was in the throes of orgasm for several glorious seconds, and when it dissipated she was left feeling exhausted. 

Enrique enjoyed his last act of retribution. Perhaps he would fuck her mother as well, after slapping the bitch around for a while. His balls were filled with semen and ached for release, but as he felt his cum rising he stopped fucking the girl and paused until the feeling passed to prolong the pleasure. Thoughts of her bitch mother sparked anger, and Enrique took it out on her innocent daughter. He began fucking her harder and faster, filling and refilling her tight, juicy pussy with everything he had.

Lisa groaned aloud as she was pounded into the mattress. Her fists clutched the sheets harder still as she experienced the pain and pleasure that escaped the grasp of her sister’s descriptions. Lisa heard her own voice, and then his grunts of pleasure. He drove his cock fully inside her belly and ejaculated, spewing thick wads of milky cum. He stroked her several more times as his balls were drained of their contents, and he reluctantly withdrew and curled up beside her. Lisa felt him spooning her body. For some reason it felt comforting and sleep came quickly.

Part Four

Enrique paid the cabbie to take Lisa home. She sat in the back in silence, her mind numbed and misty. She remembered some things in extreme detail, yet other things escaped her grasp entirely. The man’s face and home address quickly faded, yet she clearly recalled her first time being taken by the man. Not only that, but once more she’d awakened in the night with his hands fondling and arousing her for a second time. And a third time that morning, before she showered and dressed for her journey home. She felt shame and guilt for her actions that led her to him, but couldn’t ignore the wonderful, intense orgasms that she so vividly remembered. In one way she was even glad it happened, because she knew it would hurt her mom.

The cab discharged Lisa one block away at her request. She wanted to walk and give her head time to clear. She was also leery about the cold reception she’d receive from her mom when she got home. There was little doubt that she’d get an ass whipping every bit as bad as Angela’s had been, and that wasn’t something she looked forward to.

Davidson was sitting in his car across the street from the house when he saw Lisa approaching. He observed her closely and knew that she’d been assaulted by the look of guilt and confusion on her face. She walked slowly, deep in thought. She stopped outside the house and looked up apprehensively, then finally completed her journey home.

Once Lisa disappeared from view he left the car and walked towards the house. He could hear Becky’s yelling. It was a sound that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. It was an aggravating sound, and it was no wonder her husband was rarely home. Davidson had grown familiar with the layout of the house through observation. There were a lot of windows, and he could see much of what happened in the home. 

After several minutes of screaming, he watched Becky grabbing Lisa by the hair and dragging her up the stairs. He saw the leather strap in her other hand, and it was apparent what was about to happen. Davidson sprinted to the front door and entered without knocking, racing up the stairs after them. He reached Becky as they were about to enter Lisa’s room. He separated the two women and sharply slapped Becky, stunning the woman. Lisa slammed her door shut as he roughly propelled Becky to the master bedroom.

“You’re out of control, Becky! All this high society crap has turned you into a monster! Look at what you’re doing to your own family just to try and protect your reputation. Don’t you think they know your marriage is joke? Huh? You couldn’t control that, so you try and control your kids. But they’re not kids any more. And this…strap, what were going to do? Whip an eighteen year old woman? You’re the one that needs it most. How many times did you hit Angela?”

“Ten…no, twelve times I think, but I was so mad,” she said defensively.

“And I’m mad too.”

Davidson grabbed the nape of Becky’s neck and kneeled her over the bed, just as she had Angela. He lifted the back of her skirt and lowered her panties, revealing her amazingly tight ass. 

The belt struck her ass twelve times. Each time there was a loud slap and she cried out from the sharp jolt of pain. He gladly gave Becky a dose of her own medicine, and finally released the anger and hatred he carried for so many years. When he finished her ass was criss-crossed with angry red stripes and she was sobbing, but not from the pain of the whipping alone.

“Now you’re going to give me what you promised so long ago,” Davidson decided. “Get out of those clothes and into bed. You need this every bit as much as I do.”

They both undressed without giving the other so much as a glance, and cuddled beneath the covers. Initially their embrace was cold and hateful, but as their mouths began kissing the coldness warmed and their hatred of one another dissipated. It had been so long since either of them had sex that it started out very slow and hesitant, but in time their bodies grew aroused. The tentative kissing and touching turned passionate, and the smallest of sparks ignited a fire between them.

Davidson reluctantly admitted to himself that even after all those years she was still incredibly beautiful and felt so wonderful beneath his fingers and against his skin. The pleasure she’d promised so long ago was finally being fulfilled, and it was worth the wait. Their hands and fingers fondled each other freely, savoring the supple warmth of one another’s bodies. Her legs spread for him and his fingers sifted through the silky soft curls of pubic hair before finally descending and touching her soft outer lips. Becky groaned and shuddered in delight and reached for his erect penis, enjoying the way it throbbed against her fingers.

They took it very slow, and when the time was right Becky got up and straddled him. She smiled down and he admired her gorgeous face. They gazed at one another like they did so many years ago, with love in their sparkling eyes. She guided his swollen penis into position and descended, feeling as he entered her wet, tight pussy. It had been several years since she’d been with a man and despite her wetness it hurt slightly as his large size stretched her pussy walls apart. She cupped her own breasts and squeezed on the supple mounds as she raised and lowered, impaling her pussy on his erect prick.

As pleasure rippled through her awakened flesh, her mind thought of that weekend mountain climbing trip so long ago. She was ready and eager to give her virginity to Brian that weekend, but peer pressure and reputation perverted her feelings for him into an undeserving act of evil. She wanted desperately to make amends the wrong she’d committed. It felt so right to be with him now, and tears of joy spilled down her cheeks.

Brian climaxed before she did, and Becky welcomed the thick milky seed that his penis dispensed deep inside her pussy. She watched the pleasure of the act on his face and she beamed with happiness for having brought him that small amount of joy that had been denied for so long. They cuddled, kissing and fondling, until he was ready again. He lasted longer and she achieved a long-overdue orgasm that shook her world. 

They cuddled, napped, kissed, and fondled. The sun raised high into the sky and descended. Doors opened and closed as her daughters continued their daily routines. At dinnertime Becky snuck out and brought back snack foods, and throughout the evening they snacked on one another. It was everything they had both been longing for.

EPILOGUE

Davidson interviewed Lisa. She remembered little except for the intense pleasure of the act, and that he had taken her on three separate occasions during the night. One thing she did remember seemed odd, since it didn’t make sense; a ring that glowed in total darkness.

He visited Enrique, who seemed more nervous than usual. Davidson took back the ring, having tied it to the…assaults, if they could be termed that way. Legally it was consensual sex, and none of the girls could honestly say it hadn’t been an incredible sexual experience. Brian advised Enrique to keep a distance from the family, and made a trip to the Brooklyn Bridge.

He realized the ring was never meant to have been found. It must have caused similar problems hundreds, maybe even thousands, of years ago. He dropped it into the water, and silently hoped it would never again be found.

The society papers had a field day with the divorce and it was difficult for Becky, but Brian helped her through the transition from society life to being just another woman in the crowd. In the end she was happier that way. After a respectable waiting period Brian and Becky were married, just as they should been so long ago. Both finally found the happiness they deserved, and their union produced a healthy son.