Rancho Paloma Blanca

The fortnight following our candlelit dinner drifted by in a haze of lazy pleasure. The use of an alarm clock had been abandoned. Amparo saw to it that the teasing mouth of either Rubia or Pobrecita now awakened me. She had them responding to her every command. I would have no hesitation about turning them over at the end of the week. They were ready to go. As for Estrella, she had little to learn about cooking from anyone. I am sure I would have gained weight eating at the tables she set, had I not been fucking away every calorie I consumed. What with either one or both of the slaves in the morning and my afternoon dalliances with Estrella, I was well exercised. Not to mention the sex machine I had brought to live with me. God help me if I didn't save out her nightly share of cum. She had me eating oysters as if they were popcorn.

Many mornings, after she had given the slaves their workout, she would join me on horseback as I inspected the rancho. She noticed the various improvements I had made since acquiring the place. I was pleased at the interest she displayed. In the future I would be able to absent myself knowing that Paloma Blanca was in good hands.

Like any foreigner doing business down south, I had been forced to find a silent partner. Mine was Colonel Raul Ortiz, who also commanded the local army garrison. Once a month he would show up and stuff himself at my board, after which I would offer to let him look over the Rancho's accounts. With a wave of one of my imported cigars, he would refuse and pocket the fat envelope I always handed him.

When he arrived this time, I decided Amparo should meet the oily bastard, as she might have to handle his payoffs down the road. Out of delicacy I introduced her as my fiancée.

"The Colonel I are already aquainted." She informed me, as he was kissing her hand, "He and my father are old friends."

I should have realized this would be the case. They chatted familiarly and exchanged local gossip while Estrella served the meal. I had ordered that the two American women be kept out of sight during his visit. I didn't want the greedy s.o.b. putting the bite on the real source of my income. As far as he knew, the only things Paloma Blanca produced were beef cattle and rodeo bulls and I wanted to keep it that way. I was relieved when he finally took his leave. As things were turning out so nicely, I had been giving more thought to marrying Amparo. If I were to do so, I would be able to shed this leech by making her my legal partner instead.

After our siesta, Amparo told me she had arranged some entertainment for me. She led me into the living room and settled us on one of the sofas. She rang a little bell and Estrella appeared with drinks. Amparo then snapped her fingers and Estrella dropped to her knees and ducked her head up under Amparo's loose skirt. Smiling she leaned back against me and gave me little kiss while our cook began to pleasure her.

"You didn't think I was going to let you keep the little puta all to yourself did you, Mi Amante?"

"Mi casa, es su casa!' I laughed, "You are welcome to share whatever I have."

Keeping one hand on the back of the girl's head, she rang her little bell again with the other. Into the living room came Rubia on all fours. Her ass was sporting a tail of flowing horsehair that Amparo must have acquired from the stable. Her head was encased in a bridle with a bit in her mouth and her naked hide had been tinted with brown and white body paint in a pinto pattern. Rubia pranced around in a circle, making neighing sounds and giving her best impersonation of a spirited little horse.

"How do you like our mare, Mi Amante?" Amparo laughed.

"Splendid! You are too much. I love it."

As clapped my hands in appreciation of her exhibition, the little bell rang again. Into the room galloped Pobrecita. She was adorned with her own horsehair tail and her body had been painted a shiny black. A long black cock, shining with lube, was strapped to her loins. It bobbed up and down between her legs as she snorted and pawed the air. It was obvious that she was the stallion in this drama that Amparo had produced.

As I watched with great amusement, the 'stallion' also got down on her hands and knees and began sniffing the 'mare'. After rooting around under each other's tails with a great deal of snorting and whinnying at one another, Pobrecita reared up behind Rubia. She thrust her hips wildly in an attempt to penetrate the gaping cunt being presented to her. After several of her attempts failed, Amparo thrust Estrella's face into my crotch with an irritated sigh and jumped up to help them. Grasping the shiny black cock, she started it into the 'mare's' now eager opening. Sure that it was well started, she surprised the 'stallion' with a full, swinging crack on her ass. The girl lunged forward with a squeal, burying the fake cock all the way to her mother's womb.

Now with her extension firmly embedded, the girl began stroking into the loins in front of her in earnest. The woman must have been getting the fuck she had yearned for all her life because she completely forgot herself. Forgot the fact that she was supposed to be acting the part of a horse. Forgot even that she was a slave. She forgot every thing but the huge, slick pole that was assaulting her clasping, hungry cunt.

She was moaning with pleasure. The girl's thrusts grew wilder as she became excited by her mother's wanton behavior. The woman began to chant in time with the thing that was churning in and out of her.

"Oh yeah! Do..Me! Do..Me! Do..it..to..me!"

The girl leaned forward behind her mother's ear, demanding,

"You like being fucked by your little girl, don't you, Mom. You like the fact that they've turned us into sluts, don't you, Mom. You like me fucking you in the hole I came out of, don't you, Mom?"

She punctuated each humiliating question with harder and harder thrusts. The sound of the girl's voice mouthing those incestuous accusations sent the woman into a convulsive orgasm.

"AHHHH! YES! ERICA, FUCK ME! PLEASE..FUCK..ME, ERICA!

Hearing this, the girl began twitching and coming along with her until she collapsed in a heap atop her mother's prostrate body. By now I had a death grip on sides of Estrella's head and had pulled her mouth hard against me in an effort to fuck her all the way to her tonsils. I could feel the knob of my cock scraping back and forth over the ridges in her throat. Amparo was running her wet tongue around in my ear and murmuring,

"Yes, Mi Amante, make her swallow you. Drown her with your cum."

I growled like a crazed beast when I finally emptied my balls down her gullet.

That evening Estrella served us an unpretentious meal by the pool. The slaves had both received a thrashing and been banished back to their cells for the night. Amparo had been displeased that had used the names from their former life. The fact that their slip had occurred in the throes of passion did not mitigate the offence.

As we ate Amparo quizzed me about our coming rendezvous with my Argentinean client. I explained that we would meet the lady in her hotel suite and present her with her new toys there.

"Is it wise have them with us in public?" she asked.

"You don't think you can have them completely cowed and docile by then?" I queried.

"Oh they will be docile enough. I guarantee it. I was more worried about the off chance of them being recognized. Surely they have been posted as missing by now."

"I have been watching the internet. There were a couple of articles in their hometown paper. I am sure a query was sent to Mexico but there has been no broad hue and cry. They are two of many that have disappeared. The world is too busy to miss anyone's absence for very long."

"I will dress them in dark wigs and sunglasses anyway."

I complimented her on this touch of thoroughness. I was happy that she was so meticulous. A female accomplice with her intelligence would be a very useful lure.

"How much are they worth, Mi Amante?"

"I was wondering when your avarice would overtake your lust. That little bit of information shall remain my business, don't worry though, I will use plenty of it to spoil you."

"Come on, tell me. I am curious what someone will pay for this." She persisted.

"Between 50 and 100 K. It depends on the difficulty, their specifications and many other things. Some clients have even sent me exact measurements. Of course, virginity is highly prized."

As I said this, it reminded me of something I had wondered about off and on. To whom had she given her virginity? She had confessed having been uncontrollable while away at school in Europe. Still, my curiosity nagged me. Even though a woman gives all of herself to a man, there is always that tiny bit of him that is pissed off at not having been her first.

"And these two? How much is the old lady from Argentina willing to part with for them?"

"You are like a dog worrying a bone, woman! What will you give me if I tell you?" I teased.

"You already have all of me, Mi Amante. I have nothing left to offer."

" I will tell you …if you tell me who it was who took your virginity." I bargained.

"Are you jealous of this?"

"Of course not." I denied, "Just curious."

"Nooo! You are jealous!" she accused impishly.

"Never mind. Es no importante." I said dismissively.

"No. It's a deal. I will tell you. Now how much are we going to get for our gringas ?"

"110 K for the pair. There! Are you happy now?"

"Si. I am 110 times happy!" she laughed.

"Your turn." I said.

"When I tell you…you will be shocked."

I waited for her to continue but she stood up instead and stripped off her clothes. She kneeled between my thighs and undid my fly. She fished out my cock soon had it swollen.

"Well?" I asked, "Are you going to tell me?"

She looked up at me tauntingly and ran her tongue over her lips.

"The man who fucked me the first time was Don Ricardo de Recalde." She said matter of factly.

"Your father?" I said unbelievingly.

Her only answer was to lower the wet cave of her mouth down over me. My reaction to her revelation was tainted by the more demanding sensations she was busy arousing. No wonder she was such a wanton piece of business. A vision of her as a girl in the clutches the horny old Don made me even harder. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the trip her expert technique was taking me on.