No Greater Price

Lizzy stumbled as they went through the entry hallway, past a door marked "private", along a narrow corridor, through another door, and then up a short flight of steps.

Max, Toby, Maya, and a few other people were all coming too, so it wasn't so much like Lizzy was walking as she was being borne along by the crowd.

"Shelly, go make sure everyone in the First Room gets a free round," Max instructed a girl who was standing as though on call in the room they had entered.

She nodded, and left.

Lizzy leaned a hand against the dark wood wall. Everything in this room was dark, burgundy fabrics, richly-stained wood, deep green, blue, and black leather furniture. There was lighting scattered around the room, but the overall effect was a hazy sort of glow, and the room was warm enough that someone could wear very little and feel comfortable.

"Can't have my patrons dealing with things like that," Max remarked as he sat on a plush leather sofa, pulling Toby down with him. "This place is about having space to relax and enjoy. There's no place for that kind of thing."

"Definitely not," Toby agreed as Max positioned him over his lap. "Mmmm," he hummed happily as Max moved him forward and then back on his pelvis.

"You like that, huh, baby?" Max said in amusement.

"Makes me so happy when you want me, daddy," Toby said in a coquettish voice. He flashed a smile at Max, and then moved obligingly as Max undid and shucked off Toby's jeans.

Lizzy swallowed. The room was just dim enough, and the pillows around the couch abundant enough, that she couldn't exactly see Toby's groin. But she could hear him well enough, sighing and moaning as Max adjusted him until he was very obviously sinking down onto Max's cock.

"Ooooh, daddy," Toby moaned. He started a rise and fall on Max's lap, and from the way he writhed, Lizzy could tell he was already close to coming. She sat down on a chair against the wall that was in a nearly-shadowed alcove, and watched. It was like she couldn't look away, with Max sort of cuddling Toby even while he brought him up and down on his prick, and Toby panted and twisted to get the best angle.

"I like the new window treatments," Maya remarked casually, and Lizzy turned to stare at her. It almost seemed like nothing could shock Maya.

Max answered her, actually carrying on a conversation as he kept on thrusting into Toby with occasional encouraging or instructional comments. "Yeah, I had a new designer in...right, just like that, baby, fuck yourself on me...he's got a whole philosophy of decorating that's a scream to hear about...just a little -- right, there you go, still so tight, Toby, pretty boy...but seriously, Maya, you should see his suitcases of samples. He could put Martha Stewart out of business...let's see if you can ride me harder, huh, baby?"

"I should get the name from you, have him come by my apartment," Maya answered as she walked over to finger the material. "I was thinking of getting the dining room revamped."

"Have to keep up with that kind of thing," Max agreed. "Oh, fuck, yes," he hissed to Toby, and as though this was a cue, Maya stopped talking to him and instead came over to speak to Lizzie. The others who were in the room, none of who Lizzie had met yet, seemed similarly blase about the scene in front of them, but also discreetly turned away or statrted up new conversations when Max turned all his focus on Toby.

"So, you having fun?" Maya inquired.

Lizzie gawked at her. "Um. This place is a little --"

"Isn't it fabulous?" Maya asked. "You know, I was so lucky to meet Max right off the bat just a little while after he came to town. He's done so much for me, and I owe him a lot."

"That's...that's great," Lizzie said lamely.

Maya smiled at her, and then leaned in confidentially to say, "Max really digs you. He thinks you're a great addition."

"Oh. That's -- what do you mean, addition?" Lizzie asked.

"Fuck, fuck, yes, you little whore," Max called in a hoarse shout. He had Toby over the side of the couch now and was riding hard into him while Toby moaned with pleasure. Lizzie couldn't make out everything, but she could see that Max wasn't even touching Toby when Toby started making high needy noises and coming all over the leather couch.

When Max shuddered and then went still, there was a fresh burst of all the conversations around them, like champagne opening and popping during a celebration.

"Mmmm, I am *so* done for the night," Toby laughed as he got a kiss from Max and then leaned back dramatically over the couch. "Can't get any better than that."

"Hey, we can't all be this talented," Max joked. "Now, Maya," he said, turning to her as he zipped up his pants, as though he were just now moving on to the next item of business. "You going to show us a little more about your find?"

"Sure thing," Maya said. "Come on, Lizzie," she added, guiding Lizzie over to a free couch.

The others in the room drew near, clearly interested in the scene before them, as Maya leaned forward to kiss Lizzie and then guide her to lie down on the couch.

"I feel funny -- all these people," Lizzie whispered.

"No, you don't," Maya said with a dazzling smile. "You love it."

As Lizzie went to shake her head, no, she didn't, Maya lifted up her v-neck shirt and deftly undid her bra. Lizzie opened her mouth in shock, but Maya blanketed herself over Lizzie and kissed her hard, thrusting her tongue between Lizzie's lips.

A moment later, she couldn't remember exactly what her objection had been as Maya kissed her fiercely while thumbing over her right nipple and starting to slide her hand under Lizzie's mini skirt.

"Oooh, you're all wet," Maya said with a tantilizing laugh. There was a murmur around them, like people in the group were reacting to that, but Lizzie felt so focused on Maya she couldn't make out what they were saying.

Maya tugged off Lizzie's panties, leaving her skirt on, the last piece of clothing on her body though she was still wearing her strappy sandals. "Bet your pussy tastes sweet," Maya crooned to her.

"I don't --" Lizzie could feel herself blush all over her body.

"Oh, honey." Suddenly, Maya had stopped, and was straddling her, rubbing the tips of both of Lizzie's nipples with her fingertips. "Is this the first time anyone's ever touched you like this?"

Lizzie nodded, biting her lip.

The group around them buzzed with chatter and interest.

"So no one's fucked you?" Maya asked. She ran her fingers harder over Lizzie's nipples, starting to flick them almost to the point of pain. "No one's ever put their fingers in your cunt? No one's gone down on you, or made you suck them off?"

"No," Lizzie whispered. She started clutching the fabric of the couch, moving up and down on it slightly to try to relieve the pressure, the way her body was seeking more and more.

"Well, aren't you a special one?" Maya said sweetly.

She turned to look in Max's direction. "Did you get all that?"

"Absolutely." He stood and strode over to where they were, moving in so that he could grasp one of Lizzie's nipples between his thumb and forefinger, twisting lightly.

Lizzie cried out, arching her back and breathing hard at the torturous touch.

"We've really got to take this one right to The Underground Room," Max said thoughtfully as he watched Lizzie's hips work. "It's not often I get a chance like this."


**** End Part Four ****


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