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As the flight became airborne, corks were popped off of some of the most expensive champagnes known to man. The business of travel seemed to boom at a much more consistent pace than usual due to the current New Year approaching. Although, Yoda had done this many times before, it seemed to be a bit new to him as he laid back and relaxed on his G-6 then let it all soak in; the pretty little filled champagne glass, the cigar smoke, gorgeous women all on private golf stream jets.
Was this the life he wanted? Yes! He thought, lots of pussy, money and weed too! Yes! Yes! Yes! Without it, his life would be one big hell of a mess and this was why he chose the business of entertainment as his playing field. He also knew that he couldn’t kidnap, kill then sell illegal body parts and organs forever. On his spare time, his works of the many arts of entertainment, which he was skilled in, manifest themselves as he wrote and produced movie scripts, music and eventually porno movies.
Yoda had his hands in the business world of modeling too. He was running a seemingly lucrative agency. Although, in this world, many thought it was everything to him; money was. Yoda didn’t see any wrong in having it, he just vowed to never make it his all. Yoda’s mind was filled with many thought as he was jet bound en route to Texas.
Today was New Years Eve and by midnight, the entire world would be one big fucking party as everyone drank, smoked, yelled and some even fucked while waiting on the ball to drop for the fresh start of 2012 to be kicked off. This year would prove to be much better than the last for some and much more profitable for others such as himself, Ms. Newman, the team and their workers. He couldn’t wait, he thought as he was hit with a burst of excitement.
The business of killing and organ selling brought in a shitload of money but fuck that this year. He would show them that it was pussy that cornered the market. Starting tonight with the opening of his fast-growing franchises. In six major cities of every state, Yoda would have his lovely and exclusive whorehouses. “Tonight, it’s Texas and tomorrow it’s Hawaii.” Yoda said out loud, regarding both him and his business expansion. All praises due to the powerful, rich and famous. Tonight, it was their party and it would be on tape.
A sexy, nasty disgusting, orgy party for the world to see. The greatest show on earth was what he called it to the millions of eyes viewing it online. Soon the private G-6 jet landed at Austin National Airlines of Texas within an hour and a half’s time. Yoda couldn’t believe how fast his flight was. The pilot had done it without even reaching cruising altitudes. Shit, he didn’t even have a chance to put his seatbelt on properly it seemed. It was like the pilot just flew the plane straight up in the air then let the bitch just drop down in a freefall but smoothly, he thought. Then they were there waiting to get off the plane right in the lot area of the airport which was reserved specifically for the private jets.
Yoda poured himself a shot of Cîroc, reached in the pocket of his Italia blazer and removed his aviator style shades by Versace and put them over his face as he watched the flight guards’ attendants connect the portable stairs to the jets. He could get off now and begin his three-hour ride to the beautiful city of San Jose where he recently purchased a three-story estate with both indoor and outdoor pools, movie rooms, media and game rooms along with a few bars to go with it. There were also all types of exotic step in tubs and Jacuzzis. The night would bring plenty of fun.
Meanwhile back at the San Jose Estate, Raven, Madeline, Olivia, Ms. Newman and the rest of the girls were all preparing for the exclusive recruit to the stable. See Vera was a young hot and extremely gorgeous Russian woman who worked as a legal assistant of Ms. Newman’s for years. She was in serious need of cash and loved to party and fuck. She was just what Ms. Newman was looking for! The perfect weapon! First, she had to run it by Yoda to get his approval as to whether to recruit her to the team.
She decided to bring her along to allow her to get a taste of what it was she would soon be getting herself into and in case Yoda said yes. Then of course, he would fuck her and she would become jealous as she always did. One, being that he never screwed her and two, she was much older than and not as hot as the other girls Yoda fucked. What the hell? It’s only business, she thought. She and Madeline had decided to walk through the mansion going to each floor of the three-story estate to make sure all the rooms were set up the way they were supposed to be and make sure the cameras were up and functional.
Tonight, the show must go on and live too. Even the party’s theme was sort of wicked,alluring and sexy. From caged tigers to freely roaming zebras and giraffes intertwined into a masquerade party full of high priced exotic and very beautiful looking nude and lingerie clad women. Of course, the powerful rich and famous would be there as well. The plan was to bring in the New Year with a bang and to promote the sell of company and sex in a whole new market. That’s what would be done and all in style, Ms. Newman thought. It would be for several hours later when Yoda A.K.A. Mr. Flamboyant himself came crashing through the doors of their new San Jose Estate, apparently high as a kite from both molly and weed. Ms. Newman had figured that since he didn’t seem to want to remove his shades, he was inside and safely away from the powerful rays of sunlight.
“What’s going on ladies?” Yoda asked in one of the world’s smoothest baritones. He took the time to greet each one of them with a hug and kiss and crashing their little girly chit chat that they were having in the estate’s media room. Even Vera, who he had known for some time, received a hug and kiss but with her, it was different. The embrace was much longer and the look in their eyes said something that only the two of them could understand. Then before anyone could say anything in response to Yoda’s greeting, he asked the one question that they all knew he would.
“What was she doing here? Why wasn’t I told that Vera would be there?” He knew that from the time that they had known each other, she possibly knew a little bit about what it was he was into. Though now she would know too much. This didn’t sit right with him because he knew for sure that she wasn’t cut out for most of the shit that they partook in. Though he didn’t give off any ill vibes. He just kept on his game face and smiled.
Ms. Newman wasn’t fooled though. She knew for sure she would have a lot of explaining to do but for now there were much more important things to discuss such as the whereabouts of the women that was supposed to be imported into the states to work their whorehouses and attend the party to provide their services. Soon the two found themselves alone and addressing the issue that they were faced with as the girls took it upon themselves to go and change for the party. They were getting all beautified in their many styles of lingerie from designers such as Victoria’s Secret, La Perla Ect. topping it off with their little exotic looking masks. Before you knew it, night had begun to fall and it threatened to take over the beautiful daylight sky’s. The invited guests have begun to show up one, two, three and even four at a time until the place was nearly packed. The set up was like no other. Outside on the Estates, a few lingerie clad, basically nude, sexy woman roamed the grounds followed by a few exotic animals such as chained tigers, free roaming giraffes and zebras as they mixed and mingled with the guests.
The inside set up was basically the same except that there were no giraffes inside and the tigers were caged instead of chained. There were bottles of champagne being passed back and forth along with a few wine tray butlers circling the place. There was an unlimited supply of molly and condoms being given out for those who were set to partake in the fuck fest.
It was just past 10:30 p.m. and the food catering service was still serving some of the seas’ finest fish, crab, lobster, and oysters. R&B music from the late Whitney Houston, Frank Ocean, Bobby Brown, R. Kelly and more took turns serenading the background but only to enhance the sexual mood and desires of all who attended. Before you knew it, the fuck fest had begun.
Ms. Newman was even dressed in some of the finest lingerie known only to the best stylist and looked smoking hot for her age as she rocked the signature look of Sarah Palin’s stylish hair and a mask instead of her usual glasses. Even the girls had a breathtaking look about them. Yoda was having a hard time choosing exactly which one it was that he wanted. He was hoping to have them all and for the first-time sense she fought to free him, he was even considering boning the fuck out of his boss, Ms. Newman. He had never seen her looking so hot and sexy before. Yoda watched her weave in and out of the crowd, mingling with both members of the team and potential customers. Yoda was loving it.
That night was going as planned and as the time swiftly passed, Yoda found himself engaged in a few very important business conversations. He was speaking with an actress whose life took a drastic turn for the worst when she learned that she had cancer growing on her liver and couldn’t quite handle the fact that there was a major possibility that she was going to die. She was just nominated in six categories for trophies at this coming Grammy Awards in Los Angeles on February 12th.
Ms. Kesha Conrad was her name and she was desperate. Then there was this actor, a big hot shot nigga. His problem wasn’t at all that serious. It was just simply a deeply rooted lust, a lust so strong that he would spot beautiful women at premiers, parties and other places, gather as much info on them as he could along with photos and guaranteed whereabouts then he’d pay Yoda to hunt them down, drug them, torture them sexually and ship them across seas to the U.K. where he would hold them captive as sex slaves, under his royal influence of courses. There was more but most of who he sat appointments with were just looking for a permanent piece of pussy for the night.
Yoda was never one to turn down a dollar nor leave business unattended so he quickly searched the room filled with many freaks he had come to know on all levels until his eyes landed on Raven and once he was able to get her attention, he motioned for her to come over and take care of their guest. Then just like that, he was gone.
Yoda spotted Vera and decided to give her pussy a shot at the cock it’s been missing. With his eyes locked on her and her exact position, he began to weave in and out of the very crowded yet naked and half naked mask wearing people until he reached her. Then looking her dead in the eye, Yoda grabbed Vera’s hand slightly and told her to meet him at the Master Suite of the estate in 20 minutes before he continued to walk right past her. The encounter was so smooth that nearly no one saw what took place or what was about to go down even though all eyes were on him.
But Ms. Newman was no fool and she knew how slick her Yoda was. It was how she was able to see what everyone else didn’t. Ms. Newman was tripping though. She had plans of her own tonight and they would go her way. She would do her best to take whatever it was Yoda had to offer and that was whether he and Vera liked it or not. Tonight was her night and she would start her New Year off right. With a powerful orgasm for her bang, she thought.
Vera waited twenty minutes, looked at her watch to make sure and proceeded to do as she was told. Sneaking all the way up to the third story master suite undetected and knowing from the look that they shared earlier, Yoda was about to fuck the hell out of her.
Meanwhile, as Vera snuck off to Yoda’s room Ms. Newman watched from a remote location drinking on a strong shot of Vodka. She then tossed back cup after cup as she made up her mind to let them get started so she could just walk right in and finish what they started. By then, she would be nice and drunk without a care in the world.
It would be nearly twenty-five minutes later when Ms. Newman found herself outside the door of Yoda’s master bedroom. It was slightly cracked giving her an eyeful of what was going on on the other side of the door. As the sound of balls smacking ass could be heard, followed by Vera’s moans. Ms. Newman found herself peeking through the crack of the door watching Yoda roughly fucking Vera from behind in doggy style position. Then slowly entering the room, being careful not to disturb them, Ms. Newman found herself peeling out of her lingerie as she built the nerve to join them. Yoda and Vera were totally unaware of their company. They were still going at it, wearing their mask and all. They were caught completely off guard when Ms. Newman had decided to come and take over the show. At first, Yoda wasn’t going to cross that line with her but after giving it a second thought and seeing just how sexy she looked tonight giving the other girls who were much younger a run for their money, he decided to give her what she’s been looking for. Yoda and Vera were no strangers to threesomes. They took turns pleasing their boss and Ms. Newman who was no slouch herself, let her female tigress side come out for this occasion and left both Yoda and Vera stunned by her actions. Yoda was never the one to be outdone. He took Ms. Newman’s wildish acts as if she liked it rough and that was the exact way he fucked her,rough. She took it all so lovingly like the champ she was.
Chapter Thirteen