The Chauffeur (#28) Guns and Other Stuff

The Chauffeur (</p>8) Guns and Other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security guys nor the gate people had made it here. I made a mental note to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock changes at the Hawk. Need to have Sharon ask him to stop by at his convenience and finish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today?s agenda having the Police pistol range on it. I am very curious about who has firearm training and who doesn't. We're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to learn and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching firearm safety and usage. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven?t heard anything from any of the ladies about previous firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

There was a knock on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiles on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would have enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the shower and get ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the hall to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of course, with John, that was an enormous amount of food he was consuming.

?Good Morning everyone,? I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a couple of good mornings back, and a couple of completely silent because coffee had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the ladies, warning John that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit more time to fix the name over the gate. The safe guy said he would take care of the safe?s soon, as he was working diligently on the locks of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to have the security to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud server. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress shorts and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lights on in the pool home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both twins on their knees in front of guys that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn?t see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a back bedroom, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the same thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a tremendous response and now has a small waiting list, that included a couple of guys that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his antics slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be part of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite submissive. This made her smile. She offered her services to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focus on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how happy she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the glass doors at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

He opened the door for me. I responded, ?No John, it?s not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our porn studio as I saw their lights on,? He just shook his head and went on about his business.

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn?t sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a plate full of eggs, sausage, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a glass of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room table. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be able to seat at least 20 people.

Both Dakota and Jill came to the kitchen. Dakota was all smiles seeing the coffee pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the cheeks before filling her coffee cup.

Jilly also filled a coffee cup, but she also held a plate out looking for food. Sammy gladly heaped food onto her plate. She picked up Mrs. Butterworth's syrup and carried it over to the table. She used it and then I used it covering my sausage patties with the sugary substance.

I heard a splash and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. John was happy being in the pool with two naked twins. I looked around but didn?t see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The first thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cell phone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to emerge with John?s pants and boxer shorts. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the twins, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join John, I'm sure they would love to have you as an addition. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and begin playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxes had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front bedroom behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various sizes. I didn?t even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to handle the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to turn around, Amy cornered me. She put her arms around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the living room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other?s tongue to enter our mouths. I felt her begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that wonderful twinge as I began to shoot rope after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This time her whole body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her body spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hand rubbing my cum covered cock. Her light strokes felt wonderful. It didn?t take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft movement. We began to rock back and forth. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a long time. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn?t leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a mess on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my cock taking care to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limo. He returned less than a half hour later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the pistol range.

The other limos arrived, and we all piled into any of the cars. Jill, Dakota, Sharon, and Mom all joined me in Fred?s limo.

The rest of the group all chose a car. All three limos were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with instructions that the gate people may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into various rooms around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to learn to qualify on the range in the Marines, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to qualify with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a house where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to have a girlfriend on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a week of being gone ?hunting? but he had the exact same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to find a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers?. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ?girlfriend? about 6 months later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of guns saying ?that is the job for someone else? so he never had guns in their mansion. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone shoot one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about guns. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, lots of gangs, lots of unsavory people many if not most had a gun. She said in high school one of her friends was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn?t hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Saturday morning class that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ?fun? out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to look at a weapon and know if there is a safety or not, how to load and unload a pistol, as well as how to clean a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me several years later as he became a teenager that his best friend Billy nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad?s .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the house when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how Billy just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible road. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

I was happy to see the size of the group once we all emerged from their respective limo. The instructor introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how large our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the learning would begin. He had many more pistols than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearms and carry permits. The instructor had us fill out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to hold and handle a firearm.

The first two hours of the training were?. well?. boring. Necessary, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to pass a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a quick quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were moments behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to learn with.

John chose a Smith