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From: arthurgthomas@aol.com (Arthur Thomas)
Subject: {ASSM} The Multi-Million Dollar Marriage part 1 {M/F, Oral, Humil, Greed}
Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2000 21:10:07 -0500
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Warning!  This is a sexual story that contains themes, acts and words that may
be offensive to immature people.  This story is copyrighted by me, Arthur
Thomas.  Do not repost, steal or put on your website without my permission. 
Contact me at ArthurGThomas@aol.com

The Multi-Million Dollar Marriage
Part 1
by Arthur G Thomas

	Eric Raymond and his wife were almost as uncomfortable in my home as I was.  I
didn't spend much time in the mansion, I preferred to get my pleasures from
around the country.  I also wasn't used to dealing with people as wealthy as I
was.  It made me uneasy to be around people who couldn't be bought.  As it
would turn out, I was delightfully wrong.

	Eric was the usual upper class asshole with too much money and not enough
spine to use it.  He was well over fifty, with the paunch that comes with
excessive sloth.  His beard was snow white while his hair was suspiciously
black.  Almost as soon as he walked in the door, he began to talk about the
wonderful opportunities Raymond Enterprises was about to embark on. 
Apparently, Raymond Enterprises could become the next Microsoft if they were
just able to somehow get their hands on enough money to finance their
ambitions.  

	I half listened to his sales pitch.  I was more interested in his wife, Terri.
 She was a decade younger than Eric, with wavy red hair complete with gray
streaks.  Terri looked great for a woman her age, wearing a cream powersuit;
she was better prepared to broker a deal than her dull husband.  I especially
appreciated the way her suit was unbuttoned enough to allow me to enjoy the
sight of her 36C tits.

	Oh well.  As interesting as it would be to buy and fuck Terri, I wasn't
willing to divert the millions Eric was badly hinting at.  I may be wealthy,
but the investment numbers Eric wanted would tie up half my inherited fortune. 
No pussy in the world is worth that much.  Again, I was about to be
delightfully wrong.

	"Mr. Raymond, I can tell you now, the answer is no," I said bluntly.  "I've
heard that Raymond enterprises can no longer get the capitol it needs from
banks and is three swirls down the toilet from bankruptcy.  There is no need
for me to throw more money down a useless venture."

	To my surprise, Eric just smiled while his wife simply uncrossed her legs. 
"I've done my research on you, Arthur Thomas," Eric said.  "I've had some
people follow you around on your little field trips.  They've told me about
what you do spend your money on and provided some interesting pictures as well.
 You prefer to spend your money on sex."

	I smiled back at him.  It was perfectly true.  Maybe it has to do with
murdering my parents for my inheritance, but these days the only way I can
enjoy sex is if it is with someone debasing themselves, trampling over their
principles and watching them humiliate themselves for the wealth only I can
give them.  I thought about getting therapy for it, but its just too much damn
fun.  I had interesting pictures of my adventures too.

	"I hope this isn't a blackmail attempt," I said casually.  Actually, I was
quite excited.  No one has tried to blackmail me before.  Maybe dealing with a
new threat would be an interesting challenge.

	"No, no, Mr. Thomas," Eric said.  He sat back further in the chair,
distributing his girth.  "I just wanted to let you know that I know what
interests you.  My proposal is quite simple.  I'm offering my daughter's hand
in marriage in exchange for you funding my company."

	I laughed.  Now we were talking.  "Marriage?  Why would I want to get
married?"

	"Come now," Eric admonished.  "Don't tell me that you are naive enough to say
that if you got married you would have to be monogamous.  I'm offering you
something you've never had.  I'm offering you a chance to own a beautiful
woman, legally.  You buy women all the time, making them give you blowjobs in
your limo or seeing what twisted bondage games you can force on them.  Marriage
gives you something more, it gives you a second time, a third time and as many
times as you want to play your games with a person.  You can't tell me that you
wouldn't mind a more permanent playmate?"

	Playmate was an odd word for what I would do with his daughter, but I was
intrigued by the idea.  It just sounded too good to be true.

	"And your daughter is fine with this idea?" I asked.

	"Tara fully understands what is at stake here, Arthur," Terri said.  "She
knows that the family fortune is in danger and that this is the quickest way to
save our lifestyles.  Tara is completely willing to go through with this
transaction.  She has a few requirements of her own but they are minor
concerns."

	These were my kind of people.  They knew what kind of monster I was, and they
were still going to sell me their daughter.  This was better than paying
teenagers to suck my cock; this was a long-term humiliation.

	"What does Tara look like? I said, trying to ignore the erection growing
beneath my pants.

	"We brought pictures," Eric said.  He waved his hand at Terri, who rose and
brought me the briefcase she had carried in.  I can see Mr. Raymond owned his
wife as well.  

	The briefcase contained a portfolio of pictures.  Depicted was a young,
beautiful woman with bright red hair.  The first picture showed her outside,
standing by a pool in the bright daylight.  Her hair absolutely glowed in the
sunlight.  I was surprised to see that her sundress was wet and clung to her
sexy curves.  I could easily see her nipples on magnificent breasts that had to
be a pert 37C.

	"What kind of requirements does she have?" I asked as I turned to the next
picture.  This one was a close up of her face.  Freckles adorned sharp
cheekbones under green eyes.

	"She wants a large wedding, a band playing, a huge wedding cake, and the usual
extravagant trappings," Mr. Raymond explained.

	I shrugged and looked at the next picture.  "Easy enough," I said.  The next
picture was from behind.  She was leaning on a table and I could see the full
curves of her ass under her sundress.  

	"She also wants a monthly allowance, to spend on as she pleases," Mrs. Raymond
said.  She named a figure that was not unreasonable.

	"Done," I said as I flipped to the next picture.  Tara had slipped the straps
of her dress off and her breasts were revealed.  She was looking away from the
camera but I could see the shame on her face.  I wondered who took the
pictures.

	"Lastly, she wants four days off a month," Eric said, a bit carefully.  "She
wants these four days to do as she pleases.  Visit friends, go shopping, that
sort of thing."

	I waved it off.  "That's acceptable.  I doubt I'll want her all month long
anyway."

	I turned to the next picture.  Tara was cupping her full breasts and now
looking at the camera.  Her pale face was reddening with shame yet there was
such defiance on her face.  She was angry, but still following directions.

	"What do you want for her?" I asked.  Eric explained a simple outline where I
would channel my money into his company and give them the financial boost they
craved.  It was funny; I was getting the daughter while they were getting half
my kingdom.  I drew some lines in the sand, explaining what my cap would be.  I
would help them get back on their feet, but I wasn't sinking into bankruptcy
with them.  

	The next picture had the sundress around her ankles, and Tara's hands were
behind her back.  There was a soft patch of red hair around her sex and the
same scowl of defiance on Tara's face.  With her hands behind her back I could
admire just how pert her young tits were.

	"There will be a prenuptial agreement," I said.  "If your daughter tries to
divorce me, your family will return everything I give you.  I also reserve the
right to divorce her at any point she displeases me."

	"Of course," Terri agreed. 

	The next picture had Tara stepping down into the pool behind her.  Although
her breasts, hair and ass were lovely and her skin was flawless, what I lusted
about her the most was the pissed off look on her face.  I liked a woman who
angrily humiliated herself to save her family's fortune.

	"How old is she?" I asked.

	"She's just turned twenty-one," Eric said.  "Perfectly legal for all our
purposes."

	I turned to the next picture.  Tara was almost completely submerged in the
pool.  Her hair was wet and was a dark red color as it clung to her shoulders
and ivory neck.  Her breasts were floating in the water and I saw intense
hatred in those beautiful green eyes.  Was it her mother who took the pictures?
 Or was it someone hired professionally to sell their daughter?

	"Is she a virgin?" I asked.

	There was an embarrassed silence.  I savored it.  

	"Oh well," I sighed.  "I might take your offer anyway.  Is Terri the
biological mother?"

	A huge smile broke on Eric's face.  "Yes, she is.  As you can tell, Tara will
grow and mature into a beautiful woman."

	"Perhaps," I said.  "Terri, take off those clothes and let's see for
ourselves."

	For the first time today, the smile broke on Terri's face.  She looked to Eric
for support but he just scowled at her.  They could taste my money.  A look of
righteous anger crossed the mature woman's face, and I could see where Tara got
her anger.

	Terri stood up and popped the buttons on her cream suit.  She was angry and
taking deep breaths.  When the buttons were undone I could see the green
brassiere that lifted her breasts.  She pulled her suit down and stepped out if
it to reveal matching green panties and dark pantyhose.  She had a few more
pounds than Tara did, but I could see she retained the same white pale skin and
those lovely freckles.  Her breasts needed a WonderBra but at least they still
had the same fullness.

	"Imagine having that when you turn forty," Eric said smugly.  Looking at his
fat ass, I doubted he had enjoyed it himself in quite a while.

	"Well, looks are on thing . . ." I said.  Terri's face nearly lost her
composure.  "But if she's any good at sucking, you've got a deal."

	"What?" Terri said, shocked.  Eric quickly rose, which at his weight was
surprisingly fast, and went to his wife.  They argued in hushed whispers.  It
was amusing to see a woman who wanted to sell her daughter but drew the line at
selling herself.

	"She has agreed," Eric said finally.  He went to leave but I stopped him.

	"You might as well stay," I said.  "I might further questions."

	Terri glared at me and I smiled back at her.  I thought having her husband
present would further disgrace her.  Good.  Let's see how badly she wants to
get out of certain ruin.  I stood up and unzipped my pants and released my
erection from my underwear.  Terri looked at my red member with a sort of
horror.  It must be larger than she was used to.

	I sat back down Eric gave his wife a push on her back.  She walked over to me
in her bra and panties, her hips swaying from the heels she was wearing. 
Obediently, she kneeled between my open legs and gingerly held my cock in her
hand.  It pulsed as she gripped it.

	"You can start now," I commanded, and her green eyes flashed in annoyance.  I
hoped her daughter had her eyes.

	Terri pointed my cock towards her scarlet lips and she closed her eyes in
disgust as she leaned towards my cock.  I placed my hand behind her elegantly
cut hair and pushed her head forward.  With a choking sound, my cock entered
into her mouth and those ruby lips wrapped tightly around me.  Her eyes flashed
open in anger, but my cock silenced any protest.  She tried to pull her head
back and I allowed her a few inches before pulling her head back down on me
again.

	"Not bad," I critiqued.  "But unless she throws some passion into it, I'm
going to have to decline your offer."

	"For God's sake, Terri!" Eric snarled from across the room.  There was a
delightful amount of stress on his face.  "Do your best, woman!"

	Terri's nostrils flared in pure anger, but she started bouncing her head
faster on my cock.  Her bra was rubbing against my thighs and I continued to
grip her hair as a sign of my dominance.  Her lips were tight against me but
she seemed to have a problem getting all of me into her mouth.  I pushed down
harder.

	I used my other hand to reach her bra and I tore the lacy material quite
loudly.  Eric's face was red with indignation but it was nothing compared to
the crimson blush on Terri's face.  When I freed her nipple from her bra, she
groaned a protest from clenched lips.  I laughed and pushed her down further
onto my cock.  I pinched her nipple between my fingers, rolling around my thumb
till it was a large hard nub.

	"Come on," I criticized.  "Suck!  I want to feel some suction here, slut!"

	Terri's cheeks caved inwards in response and my cock was gripped in a
wonderful suction.  I pinched her nipple harder as my cock bounced off the back
of her throat.  I remained still in my seat, letting the whore do all the work.
 My balls were buried between the cleavage of her tits, slipping against the
sweat of her skin.  

	"Faster, slut," I commanded.  Terri's head moved faster, sucking my cock for
dear life.  She was grunting now and her chest was heaving from the exertions. 
Lipstick was smeared all over my cock and I smirked at the wrinkles appearing
under eyes as her makeup sweated.  She might be over forty, but she was decent
for a cocksucker.

	I pulled her by the hair so that her mouth only covered the tip of my cock. 
Then I squeezed her tits around my balls, which was easy with her large, pliant
breasts.  With the length of my cock in full view, covered with her spit and
lipstick, gave her a final command.

"Now only use your tongue and show me how fast you can flick me," I ordered. 

	Terri growled in anger but I felt her tongue flick over my cock none the less.
 Her green eyes stared at me in loathing while her tongue tapped rapidly over
the opening of my cock.  Eric looked away uncomfortably as I began a low moan
of pleasure.  Terri's eyes widened in alarm as she realized I was going to
climax in her mouth and I tightened my grip on the back of her head.

	"Oh fuck!" I cried as my cock erupted a heavy load onto Terri's flicking
tongue.  I felt her recoil but my grip on her head was too tight.  I pulled her
hair back so that my cock could escape her lips and then I stroked myself one
good thrust so that my cum would fly up onto her horrified face.  With a nice
large splash of cum on her face, I forced her head back down onto my spurting
cock.  This time, I pushed her head down until her nose was buried in my pubic
hair.  With her pinned like this, I emptied the rest of my cum down her throat.

	"Ahh," I sighed.  "How many grooms get a blowjob from their future
mother-in-laws?" I laughed.  Terri squirmed in my lap but I kept her head
pinned.

	"My lawyers will call yours," I said to Eric, who looked in horror at his wife
choking down my cum.  "I can't wait to marry your daughter."

To be continued. 
	
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