Tabatha's Betrayal

Tabatha had put several facts gleaned from the supermarket tabloids together, smatterings she had read as she waited in line and amused herself with the outlandish insinuations printed on the covers.

"You mean SHE was here when the Gazette wrote that article about her "Love Forte in G Minor?"

"Who do you think INSPIRED the title and creation of it?" Her son laughed at her and let his eyes show the first signs of scorn, and then the realization hit Tabatha as it suddenly occurred to her that Randy was with his father at the same time for the summer.

"You mean it was true?" She nearly gawked and then reclaimed her composure. "The papers called it the "Ice Queen Melts" and when she introduced the sonnet at her first return performance?"

"It was something we agreed would stay secret between us" Tony reminded gently, the hint of steel coming to the last word as he finished and rose from the bench, and then swept his arm towards the dining room. "Alicia and I enjoyed the creation of it and what it meant to us, she assured me to keep the motives and methods of how it was done quite quiet."

Still reeling from the fact her ex-husband had bedded and melted one of the most "untouchable" figures in the arts Tabatha moved ahead of the two men, walking towards the delicious smells and the long table that bore it, along with more crystal than she had ever seen in one place.

"Your chair is at the head of the table this evening, Lady Tabby" Tony spoke suavely and pulled the ornately carved, dark wood chair back to allow her to be seated. It was then after she was seated and looked about Tabatha found she wasn't the only woman in the room...or the first.

"What are THEY doing here and dressed like that?" She pointed out, nodding towards the two dusky colored females she had glowered over earlier, both kneeling in the corner and dressed in thick leather collars...and nothing else. In fact as they knelt and looked at her the two women obviously had been freshly shaved...and still felt the effects of the razor where it had been drawn across tender skin. Both had hands placed between thighs and gazed at her quietly, tiny fingers moving busily in the tender crotches as they smiled back at her. "NUDE?"

"The twins will be good and are observant hosts when required" Tony supplied smoothly from her right as he sat down, smiling at Tabatha and then across the table to Randy as he joined them.

"Chill Mom" Randy joined in "When in Rome..."

The reminder that Tabatha wasn't in the good old states seemed to soothe her and she told herself she had got her wish, she WAS the best dressed woman at the party... after all. As if reading her mind Tony echoed the thought with a well-placed compliment, motioning to the twins as well.

"You're outfit is stunning, Tabatha... Quite well done… breath taking even. I assure you the twins will follow my wishes exactly and will not get in the way, be that or they can leave entirely until the meal is over"

Not to be outdone Tabatha shook her head carefully side to side, the chance to show off her most valued treasure too good to miss and not wanting to appear ungracious.

"Let them stay...Tony, it will be great stories to tell over the watering hole when I get back"

And with that the twins rose and left the room, firm buttocks waving as they quickly moved away...and then returned with silver platters heaped with aromatic and mouth watering dishes.

"To warm you and speed the blood flow, best when "washed" with a tiny mouth of your wine" Tony assured her and began to place tiny portions of each on her plate. And as she bit into the first dark red portion of spicy meat and then sipped at the tangerine flavored liquid she found it was true, each complimented the other, made it better...and she wanted more.

"Simply Devine" She complimented Tony and his taste...and looked to Randy to see him nod as well before he explained.

"Father is a master at the mixes of food and drink among other things, his taste is superb at the very least, beyond mortal belief when he excels"

It sounded odd to hear the awe in Randy's voice to Tabatha, but she admitted Tony's taste was superb...as of yet. Even the wraith like presence of the two nude female figures fit somehow, and that disturbed her in a way she didn't understand. Portion after portion she began to enjoy, glass after glass of the amber fluid followed the food, and suddenly a light dessert was in front of her.

"For this entree you must try a different drink to follow" Tony informed her and at the prompt the twins moved in from each side, a new glass and a dark red, sparkling drink flowing into as Tabatha dipped into the creamy, whipped dish. To her surprise it wasn't sweet, the texture familiar yet beyond her and she moved to the newest drink. The fluid was a wine she discovered, the aftertaste the sweetness she had missed in the final dish, and she quickly finished both.

"Do they do dishes as well?" She chuckled as Tony slid her chair back and Randy rose after her, Tabatha's joke not missed by either.

"There is a staff with us to tend to such matters" Randy supplied and Tabatha noticed his final dish and Tony's were untouched. "The twins are specifically for special occasions such as this...and other things."

They had moved back to the piano and Tony sat down, patting the space decide him and looking to Tabatha in cordial invitation. "Choose a favorite or let me play one of my creations?" The offer was too good to pass up and Tabatha challenged, naming a classic that would force a true pianist to "span" his fingers in several octaves repeatedly, a difficult maneuver for the greatest masters...

Randy's face clouded as he recognized his mother's tactic, then calmed as Tony closed his eyes and placed his fingers on the gleaming ivory and struck a soft chord. The sound floated thru the huge main floor, echoing and returning as the next and the next followed and Tony's eyes remained closed. The embarrassment she wished on Tony was quickly removed, replaced with a longing to hear the next chord and the following, each melding and making the one ahead even stronger, each blending in almost erotic tone as she held her breath, And again, suddenly it was quiet, and Tony's eyes opened, calm and studying her own as he surveyed her and her heaving breasts, so affected by his performance.

"Was it what you hoped for?" Tony spoke quietly in question, calm eyes holding hers he straightened and turned to face her.

"No, much, much more" Tabatha sighed, admitting near defeat before trying a final time. "What is the next entertainment?"

The answer came softly, Tony's eyes holding hers so serious and sternly as his lips told her.

"You are"

Not until she felt a pair of hands grip her wrists and twist them cruelly behind her did Tabatha realize it wasn't a joke, the smile she placed on hers still lingering even as the cold feel of metal attaching itself to her wrists was felt, the dream like state she was in moving deeper into the nightmare she was being pushed into. And as both twins appeared, one laughing suddenly in short, triumphant staccato tones did Tabatha know it was her own son behind that clicked the bracelets over her wrists and sealed her fate.

Tony stood as Randy's hands groped his own mothers full breasts from behind, then crushed them as he used them to lift her to her own high heeled feet and hold her in place.

"Why????" Tabatha moaned to her son as her eyes sought Tony's and looked into cold, mocking orbs.

"What better way to become a man then to fuck my mother?" The words cruelly taunted and tore at her, answering her question with a nightmare she never would have dreamed of "And share the experience with my father before he finishes you..."

A ball gag was forced into Tabatha's mouth, the chuckling twin doing it in an experienced, unwasted motion as the second woman undid the straps of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders and unfettered breasts, the act causing both men to chuckle as she quoted.

"So round, so firm, so fully packed" It wasn't the cigarette commercial she referred to and all around Tabatha knew it as the twin continued to pull the dress off until Tabatha stood nude from the waist up, her bound arms pointing her full breasts even higher as she was dragged backwards until the back of her legs hit a heavy object and she was forced onto it's cool surface.

"I'm going to enjoy your pussy, mama" Tabatha heard thru teary-eyed horror. "Once the twins get you good and ready for me"