Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2001 01:28:46 EST
From: Gojenngo@aol.com
Subject: Part 4 - The Maze

CHAPTER FOUR -- THE MAZE

	Jena spent the evening after her time at the lake with Jack going
over incorporation papers for one of her clients.  It made her smile when
she contemplated what her partners and clients would say if they could see
how she spent her evenings.
	Colin woke her early the next morning.  It was Sunday and she would
have liked to sleep but Colin said that they were expecting her.  She
didn't know exactly who "they" were but she knew better than to argue.
	For the first time she wasn't allowed to see to her own shower.
Colin insisted on running her a bath, which he scented with her personal
fragrance.  He tipped her head back and washed her hair, his strong fingers
messaging her scalp until it tingled.  She caught him looking at her
nipples, which were barely covered by the warm water and blushed slightly
when she saw that they had hardened.  With a mental shrug, she closed her
eyes and turned herself over to his expert hands.
	Colin enjoyed the process of preparing her for the day's events.
He took pride in his work but more than that it gave him an excuse to touch
her.  He was setting himself up for hours of physical torture but the
discomfort in his groin was worth the pleasure of feeling her beneath his
hands.
	He worked the shampoo into a thick lather before rinsing it,
letting the warm water to run onto the floor.  There were no worries about
cleaning up; the bathroom was designed with a tile floor that tilted
towards an almost invisible drain.  Next, he worked in the conditioner and
then let it sit while he went a put a towel in the dryer to warm.
	After rinsing her hair he said, "Stand up."
	Jena hesitated.  It was one thing to let him wash her hair and
another to stand before him naked while he washed her most intimate parts.
	Colin knelt at the side of the large, claw bathtub and waited.
	It wasn't false modesty that made her pause.  It was the fact that
she would be unable to hide the effect he had on her body.  She searched
his face for a clue as to what he was thinking.  Had she seen signs of
impatience she would have balked but what she was an understanding.
	As Colin watched Jena stood up, the water ran off her body in
rivulets he would have liked to follow with his tongue.  But when she
turned to face him he got down to the business of seeing to her bath.  He
dipped the washcloth in the water and liberally lathered it with lavender
scented soap.
	Starting with her left ankle he worked his way up her slender calf,
to the back of her knee and on up to her thigh.  When he reached the place
where her thigh and pelvis met he turned to do the other leg.
	Jena let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.  Colin's
long fingers worked the soap into her skin in a no nonsense way yet the
closer he moved to her pussy the tenser her body became.  When he'd stopped
and turned to do the other leg she'd breathed a sigh of relief.  With the
washcloth it was unlikely he would notice her arousal but the though of him
washing the delicate, swollen skin of her cunt made her tremble in
anticipation.
	His fingers made long, slow strokes up her leg and thigh but once
again he avoided her most intimate parts.  He was motivated by purely
selfish needs.  He knew that by avoiding her pussy he would cause her focus
to be drawn to it; when he finally caressed her she would be aroused to an
almost fevered pitch.
	His cock was swollen in his white trousers and he was sure Jena
could see it when he stood to wash the rest of her.  Her eyes were watching
his face as he swept the washcloth down her neck, over her shoulders and
between her breasts.  He'd been using only the one hand holding the
washcloth but now he added the other one, bare but for the soap.
	With both hands he swept the tops of her breasts, out towards the
underside of her arms and then back in to the underside of her breasts.
	Jena was unable to suppress a moan when his hands brushed across
her nipples.
	Colin's cock twitched in response to her obvious pleasure.  He
could smell the scent of her arousal and he knew that her pussy would be
wet.  It took all his self-control not to thrust his fingers inside her
hole when his hand final reached between her thighs.
	Jena reached out and grabbed on to his upper arms to steady
herself; she let her head fall back and closed her eyes as Colin's hand
stroked her pussy back and forth.  He was unusually slow in his
ministrations and she knew that if he didn't stop she would come right
there.
	More than anything else Colin wanted to give her pleasure and watch
her come but it would lessen her level of response later on and he couldn't
risk anyone knowing of their involvement…should one develop.
	Slowly he brought his hand away and reached for a silver cup used
to rinse her off.
	Jena didn't open her eyes as the warm water washed over her skin.
She understood his reason for withdrawing but she couldn't bear to see her
obvious excitement reflected in the depths of his liquid brown eyes.
	He helped her out of the tub and dried her body with quick
efficient strokes before wrapping the towel around her shoulders.  "Your
clothes have been laid out for you on your bed.  Go and dress and then I
will see to your hair."
	Jena nodded and left the bathroom.  Back in her room she took
several deep breaths before slipping into the lightweight outfit.  The
white skirt, loose fitting white t-shirt, and white Keds made her look
young and refreshing.  There was nothing overtly sexual about the outfit
yet it had obviously been chosen with an intended purpose in mind.  The
only sexually suggestive piece of clothing she was to wear was a pair of
white thong panties.  The small piece of lace barely concealed the front of
her pussy and she was glad that she had taken the time last night to trim
up her pubic hair.
	Colin was waiting for her in the bathroom.  He brushed her hair
until it had started to try in the warm summer afternoon air.  Her dark
hair had a natural curl to it that he brought out with his brushing.  He
left the long locks to curl down her back, using only a pair of pearled
combs to hold it back from her face.  There was no need for any make up and
in fact he'd been ordered to leave it off.  After inspecting the results of
his work Colin led her from the bathroom and to the door.
	Jack stood with Dillon watching her approach from the third floor
balcony of the main house.  There were other guests mingling and moving
about the balcony and throughout the gardens below.  There was a general
air of festivities that was heightened with the excitement of things yet to
come.
	Jena had been chosen specifically for this event.  It was a kind of
reward for her performances the past few days.  Jack knew her preferences
and personal fantasies and there was no question that she would enjoy this
afternoon.  He would not be a participant, to add a sense of reality to the
drama about to unfold it was important that the participants be strangers
to her.
	He couldn't help but smile at the image she portrayed.  The white
outfit was unlike anything she would have chosen for herself.  Jena tended
to lean towards dark colors that went well with her dark eyes and hair.
Today, she was a vision, the white in stark contrast to her dark, Italian
coloring.  She looked sweet and innocent…perfect.  He could see Colin
explaining the events and what was expected of her.
	"Your goal is to reach the center of the maze without being caught.
There are four men, one entering from each corner of the maze.  You will be
given a thirty-second head start.  There is no prize for reaching the
center but more importantly there is a punishment if you do not.  What that
is I cannot tell you."
	Jena stood watching Colin as he gave her the last of her
instruction.  There was a tension in her that had not been there before.
It was if she could sense the excitement surrounding her but was unable to
understand it.  Her body practically vibrated as she kept her eyes on his
face.
	"It is important that you understand that your only goal is to
reach the center of the maze…at all costs.  Do not let anyone stop you,
no matter what.  If you're caught use everything and anything you can think
of to free yourself."

	At Jena's nod, Colin led her to where she would enter the maze and
waited.

	A simple nod from Jack and the games where under way.

	Jena stepped into the maze and the clock started ticking.  Almost
immediately she felt disoriented.  She had no idea how the maze was laid
out nor had she been allowed to glimpse more than the single wall through
which she had entered.  Her instincts warred with common sense.  Her fight
or flight response kicked in telling her to run regardless of where she was
going.

She forced herself to take a deep breath and forget about the clock or the
four men poised to enter the maze.  Instead she started walking, steadily
following the path to the left.  The path wound its way to the right and
then to the right again.  She started to worry that she was headed back
towards the way she came when she was forced to make a choice.  She could
either go right, left, or straight.  The knowledge that she had to move
deeper into the maze in order to reach the center brought on a wave of
panic.  She felt lost, trapped and in a moment she would be hunted.

Jena forced herself to concentrate on her breathing and started walking
again.  The only way to get out was to keep moving.  She finally decided to
go left; she had just come to another intersection when she heard the
warning shot indicating that the men had been released into the maze after
her.  The tension in her shot up a notch and she started moving faster.
She was no longer consciously choosing her path but instead went left or
right at random.

She heard footsteps behind her.  How had they found her so quickly?  By now
she had to be deep into the maze but it only seem like seconds had passed
since the warning shot had come.  Jena turned a corner and searched for
somewhere to hide.  She would let her pursuer pass and then make her way
back.  She wouldn't be allowed out of the maze that way but at least she
would be moving in the opposite direction.

At periodic places, built into the walls of the maze were large niches that
housed statues in various positions.  Quietly, she slipped in behind a man
and woman wound around each other; the woman had her head thrown back and
was obviously enjoying her position on the man's lap.

Jena waited, tying to control her breathing so that she wouldn't be heard.

It seemed like hours passed before a young man strolled down the path, past
her hiding place.  He was young, in his early thirties with blonde hair and
blue eyes.  He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and his long legs seemed
to eat up the distance.

Jena breathed a sigh of relief but didn't move out from behind the statues.
For a brief moment she considered remaining where she was until the others
tired of the game.  In the end she dismissed the thought as impossible and
not at all in the spirit of things.  She'd been ordered to play and with
her usual regard for giving 110% she was committed to seeing this through
to the end…whatever that might be.

Her confidence restored she stepped out onto the path and into the arms of
a man.

"Well, what do we have here?"  Nicky stared down at the young lady that was
today's prize.  Imagine his good fortune, she'd literally walked into his
arms.  Nicky was a long time friend of Jack's and this wasn't the first
time he'd played this particular game.

Jena went absolutely still; the man had a hold of her upper arms and until
he relaxed his grip there would be no escape.  Colin had ordered her to do
whatever was needed to escape and having been raised in a part of the city
most people didn't go into after dark she knew some pretty dirty ways to
protect herself.  However she didn't want to resort to such tactics until
she was forced to.  At this point she just needed to get him to relax
enough so she could get away.

"Hey, guys!  Over here."  Nicky knew that in this case the more the
merrier.

Jack watched from above.  The balcony provided a panoramic view of the
maze.  From his position he could see everything that went on below.  He'd
watched Jena hide behind the statue, not at all surprised that she'd found
it to her advantage so early in the game.  But he was surprised to see her
capitulate so quickly.  She didn't seem to be struggling at all.  Could it
be she didn't understand the nature of the game?  "Give her time."  Colin
had been invited to watch his charge with Jack and he could see his
employer frown.  "Remember, she's an attorney.  She probably knows more
about trickery and manipulation that you and I put together."

"Touché."  Jack took a sip of his wine and reached over and slid his arm
around Colin's waist.

Jena waited silently; the man still held her and she could hear the others
coming closer.

If he didn't relax his grip soon she'd be forced to do something drastic,
and mean.

Nicky was surprised at her lack of resistance.  Men were known to come out
of the maze with bloodied noses and an occasional broken bone.  Yet, this
woman seemed ready to give in without a fight.  He wondered what it was
about her that made her a favorite of Jack's.  Well, he was about to taste
her charms and by the end of the afternoon he would know.

Nicky lowered his head and licked her lips.  She parted her lips and his
tongue swept inside.  She tasted sweet and instantly his cock rose up to
press against his jeans.  His hands moved from her arms and started towards
her hair.  Her long curls were irresistible and he found her wanted to hold
her to him with nothing but her hair.

And then she was gone.  One minute he was holding her, warm and yielding in
his arms and the next he was left with nothing but air.  He looked up in
time to catch a glimpse of her turning the corner up a head.  "Well, I'll
be damned."  Nicky had to laugh at himself; he should have known better.
Jack would never choose a woman that would give up so easily.  This one was
smart enough to know that when a man outweighed you by at least sixty
pounds it would take brains, not brawn to get away.

Jack chuckled and brushed his lips against Colin's jaw.  "I think Nicky
just learned an important lesson when it comes to Jena.  Never
underestimate her."

Colin ran his hand up into Jack's hair.  He stood several inches taller
than his employer and he was the only one that could truly dominate Jack in
the bedroom.  "Yes, it's a mistake I don't think he'll make again."

The participants had reached a crucial stage in the game.  The four men had
come together and now had to choose whether to stay together or separate
and search.  As the others watched the men chose to go on in teams of two.
Nicky and Greg, the blonde that had passed by Jena earlier, followed the
same direction she had taken, while Steve and Connor went in the opposite
direction hoping to cut her off.

The spectators shifted and came together in groups as the tone of the game
changed.

Things were starting to move faster and there was a sense of urgency that
permeated the air.

Everyone watched with growing excitement.  Dillon had moved away with one
of the other guests while Colin and Jack stood together watching Jena make
her way steadily towards the center.

"She just might make it."  Colin didn't know whether to be proud or
disappointed.  He was proud that she was smart enough to meet the challenge
but he knew that if she won she would miss out on the delicious price of
loosing.

"Don't make the same mistake Nicky did and underestimate the men.  Nicky
has played this game before and he knows the maze well."  Jack let himself
be stroked as he stood with his back pressed against Colin.

Colin smiled and slowly rubbed his hardening cock against Jack's ass.
"True, and Nicky likes to draw things out.  But I think that once he gets
his hands on her a second time he'll be careful not to let her go."

Both men watched as the net slowly closed in around Jena.  Nicky and Greg
had drawn close behind her; while still a ways off Steve and Connor were
nevertheless cutting off the entrance to the maze.  If she got that far
she'd have to go through the both of them before winning.

Jena kept moving; she didn't hear anything moving behind her but that
didn't mean they weren't there.  She was relying on her senses, for what
they were worth.  She had no idea where the center of the maze was located
or where the men where in relation.  She just kept moving east; that was
the direction she had arbitrarily chosen and she was sticking with it.

She was moving faster, gripped in a sense of urgency until the need to run
became overpowering.  She had just turned a corner when she found herself
tackled to the ground.

Nicky caught her from behind; he wrapped his arms around her waist but
turned his body so as to take the brunt of their fall.  They landed with a
thud.  He rolled with her, pinning her beneath him before she could work
her way free.  She was all legs and arms as she struggled to free herself.
"Hold her."

Greg moved to pin her arms to the ground while Nicky straddled her hips,
pinned her lower body.

Jena twisted to work her shoulders out from under Greg and tried bucking
Nicky off her but when that didn't work she went still.

Nicky smiled.  "That trick will only work once.  You're mine now.  Or
should I say 'ours'?"

Jena looked up and saw that she was surrounded.  Even if she could get
herself up off the ground there was no way she could out run all four of
them.

She tried to think, to figure some way out of this but it was hard.
Nicky's hands were all over her body.  He quickly had her stripped of all
her clothes and was in the process of removing his shirt when she felt
herself lifted to her feet.

For a moment they let go of her and she tried to slip between a small space
that had opened up in this human wall of masculine flesh.

Steve easily caught her about the waist and tossed her to the ground.  "I
don't think so."

He gave her a wicked little smile and stripped out of his jeans.  Within
moments every one of them was naked.

Jena sat back on her elbows and stared.  All four men were built
differently.  Nicky was dark with long legs while Steve was blonde and
broad across the chest and shoulders.  Greg was also blonde but shorter
than the others while Connor possessed a thick head of red hair.  Each of
them was fit and all four were sporting incredible hard-ons.  While their
cocks were as different as they were, each was generously endowed.  Jena
could feel herself getting excited.

"They caught her."  Colin informed Jack.

Jack could no longer see what was going on in the maze.  He'd dropped to
his knees and was busy taking Colin's cock deep into his mouth.  "I'm not
surprised; is she enjoying herself?"

Colin looked down to where Jena struggled against the ground.  The four men
had their hands full trying to keep her down.  "It looks that way."

"Good."  Jack went back to concentrating on the job of working all of
Colin's massive cock into his mouth.  He had no real desire to watch Jena
taken by another man.  He'd set up today's event for her enjoyment, not
his.  He knew that watching her would bring forth an uncomfortable feeling
of jealousy, something he was not prepared to deal with.

Despite her excitement, the idea of four men was overwhelming.  She
couldn't imagine being able to please all of those hungry cocks at the same
time.  Her excitement quickly gave rise to panic and she started scrambling
backwards.

They let her retreat a ways, stalking her slowly but never letting her out
of their sight or out of the circle they'd formed surrounding her.  Jena
bumped into someone; immediately her arms were pulled out from under her
and she was pressed down into the ground.  She opened her mouth to scream
but was quickly cut off.

She closed her eyes and let the sensations over take her.  The kiss was
hard and demanding but there was an underlying tenderness, a reassurance
that no real harm would come to her.  Hands were all over her body, each
one a different texture, caressing a different part of her body in a
different manner.

The assault was fast and hard and never ending.  Her legs were forced apart
and someone's warm breath was the only warning she had before the mouth
descended upon her.

Each of her breasts was being suckled; there was a contrast in sensation
while one was suckled gently and the other one bit.

The mouth was removed from hers only to be replaced by the head of
someone's cock pressing between her lips.  She opened her mouth and started
sucking hungrily.  Her pussy was released only to be filled with a strong,
throbbing cock that pounded into her flesh.  She was wet and withering as
every nerve in her body focused on the sensation growing between her legs.

The cock in her mouth worked furiously, his balls slapping up against her
chin until his cum was released into her mouth in a sudden explosion.  She
swallowed, licking the tip of his dick until every last drop was cleaned.

Before she could gain her breath she was flipped over onto her hands and
knees and entered from behind.  She couldn't tell if this was the same or a
different cock that had been in her only moments before.  Her pussy was a
mass of nerves that were stimulated to a height she'd never experienced
before and her clit was swollen and throbbing.  A simple touch was liable
to send her off.

She looked over her shoulder to see Steve preparing to enter her.  He gave
her a wicked, knowing smile and thrust his cock inside her pussy.  Before
she had time to adjust to the new assault on her senses he'd reached around
with one hand and was fingering her clit.  At the same time her orgasm
swept through her he pressed his thumb up against her ass, not inserting it
but apply just the slightest amount of pressure.  She shattered.

Her orgasm was beyond intense.  The walls of her pussy squeezed him until
his hard and swollen cock released its cum deep inside of her.

Jena had no idea how much time passed before she was allowed to rest.  Her
body was throbbing with intense sexual gratification.  She had been worked
into every position imaginable, taken time and time again from both the
front and the rear.  She'd been allowed to ride each man in turn and made
sure to clean each one off with her tongue.

She was laying on the soft green ground still somewhere lost in the maze.
She was surrounded on all sides by sweaty male flesh that glistened in the
sun.  Only a few spectators had remained to watch the events below.  Most,
including Jack and Colin had moved inside or deeper into the gardens to
engage in their own afternoon games.

Jena had no idea where she was suppose to go or if someone would come and
get her.

She was too tired to care but instead was content to curl up beside him
when Steve pulled her into his arms.  There, the five of them slept.

TO BE CONTINUED