Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 9****

It surprised Allison the amount of slaves that were around the recreation area. There were slaves swimming in the pool, a pair playing horseshoes and four people at a card table playing some kind of card game. Looking around she spotted Alicia reclining nude in a recliner by the pool.

"Here relax." Alicia said as she sat up when she saw Allison.

"Gee I never thought there would be this many people here." Allison said as she sat in the recliner next to Alicia.

"Where else would we be. We have to do something as we await our masters pleasure. You will find some slaves in the library, but most will be around the pool area." Alicia explained with a hint of a chuckle in her voice.

"I can see we're not supplied swim wear?" Allison remarked as she watched a nude woman drive into the pool.

"If you want, you can wear your underwear. In the past a few slaves have paid dearly with handing in wet underwear to be cleaned. I don't mind my Master chastising me, but it's humiliating to be laid over the lap of the laundress and get paddled." Alicia stated.

"How about the guys, are they nude also?" Allison asked.

"Well, just about. They still wear their restraint around their genitals. The only time those are removed is by their master or mistress." Alicia replied before she was interrupted by a couple of men trying to get her attention who were waist deep in the pool.

"Hey Alicia, how would you and your friend like to join us in a game of water volleyball." One of the men said.

"Shall we.?" Alicia said turning to Allison.

"I got a small problem." Allison whispered to her friend.

"What is it. Is it serious?" Alicia asked with concern for her friend

Allison told her about how her master had her private area shaved. She explained that she was self-conscious about been seen like that. After a little reassuring that nobody really cared, Allison removed her dress and panties and followed Alicia into the pool.

"Hell. By the time two weeks are up, half of us will have our privates shaved." Alicia commented as one of the guys got ready to serve the ball.

Allison could not remember the last time she had so much fun. Lately her only form of entertainment revolved around work. As the afternoon sped by, she found herself laughing and joking with her fellow slaves. It was only after her and Alicia were having a late bite to eat for lunch that Alicia mentioned that they should get some rest.

"All that exercise has tired me out. I need to have a nap, God knows what my mistress has in store for me tonight." Alicia jokingly said as the two women were walking back to their rooms.

Allison stripped off her dirty clothes and curled up on the bed. For a moment she thought of wearing clean clothes to bed but chuckled to herself as she lay on top of the sheets naked. She ran her hands over her body and was tempted to masturbate to relieve some of the sexual frustration she was feeling but decided against it and dozed off to sleep.

"Allison, Allison." Someone was calling her name as if in a dream and gently shaking her.

"Go away. Let me sleep." She replied without opening her eyes.

"Come on. It's time to wake up." The person replied.

"What time is it?" She said after shaking her head and rubbing her eyes. For a moment she did not have a clue where she was or if it was morning or evening until she looked at Alicia who was trying to wake her.

"It's six o'clock. You want to look charming for your master. Don't you?" Alicia replied.

When she finally rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, it surprised her that she had slept for three hours. The first thing she needed was a shower. The hot water revived her and helped to relax her stiff muscles from the workout she had given her body. Next she needed to go to the washroom. Hearing the shower running in Alicia's room, she thought she would run over to the washroom and relieve her need before being detected. Walking into the washroom, she stopped dead in her tracks. She did not expect Bryan to be there. He was not present when Alicia and she had returned to their room and she thought no more of it. Now as she stood in the doorway in the buff, she hesitated for a moment on what to do.

"Hello Bryan. How was your day?" She asked as she walked by him and sat on the toilet reserved for her.

"Oh. I spent most of the day catching up on my reading. It's unbelievable the library they have here." Bryan replied as he continued shaving.

"Getting all cleaned up for tonight are you." Allison asked. She found if she kept talking, her embarrassment did not seem so great.

"Mistress Nicole warned me. If she felt one hair on my face that I would be sorry." Bryan talked on as he inspected his face for any stumble he might have missed.

For the next couple of minutes the two of them carried on conversation with him asking her about if she liked it here and about her master. He had the good grace not to look at her will she was going about her business. With both bidding each other a pleasant evening, Bryan turned and walked out of the room.

Allison looked at Bryan as he was leaving and noticed that his bottom was criss-crossed with the signs of him being spanked, quite hard from the way it looked. 'Did everyone get paddled last night' she was thinking while she made her way to her room to get ready for the evening?

"I'm off. The Bitch has summoned me." Alicia said with a chuckle as she poked her head around the corner of Allison's room.

"You look beautiful." Allison commented.

"I hope Mistress Meka thinks the same. It's going to be a long night."

"Before you go. I got a question?" Allison asked.

"Hurry up and ask. Mistress Meka is not a patient person."

"Do I wait here for my master to call?" Allison explored.

"Yes and be dressed and ready."

"See you tomorrow. Bye." Alicia said as she leaned down and gave Allison a light kiss on the lips.

"Wow." Allison gasped after Alicia had gone.

Allison was reclining and flipping the television channels just to kill time as she waited for her master to summon her. Shortly after Alicia had left, Mistress Nicole had summoned Bryan also. She wondered what Master Steven had planned for her tonight. She was hoping that he would allow her to orgasm more than he did last night. Will he spank me again, it was kind of exciting though it smarted? The vibration of her collar cut her daydreaming short, telling her that her master was beckoning her.

Dinner was intimate with only the two of them dinning at the French restaurant. When Allison broached the subject of where Mistress Ingrid and Slave Jason were, Steven smiled and did not say anything. Allison nodded her head, knowing without anything being said that the question she asked was dumb. Conversation during the meal was awkward as neither party was permitted to ask questions pertaining to the others personal life, unless he or she gave it freely. Allison conducted herself in the proper manner of a slave. When Steven requested her presence going to the mens room, she meekly followed him. As Steven entered the men's washroom, Allison was close on his heels. She did not exactly know what was going to be expected of her until he stepped up to the urinal. No words were exchanged as she knew now what he wanted. Unzipping his fly, she reached in with her right hand and took out his limp penis and aimed it downwards into the urinal. Steven turned his head and commented on the weather to the fellow standing next to him without any regards to her. The only time he talked to her through the whole humiliating procedure was when he was finished and told her to shake his penis a couple of times to get rid of the excise mositure.

Thank God that was the only time that he made her go to the washroom with him. It was another form of embarrassment that both masters and mistresses used on their slaves. Talking with Alicia and Bryan later in the week about this degrading practice, she was informed that this was an honor for most slaves to do for their owners.

 

Richard returned to his quarters about six o'clock and went to his terminal to summon his slave. While he waited for her to show, he went to the bar and poured himself a drink.

Within a few minutes, Richard heard a gentle knocking at his door.

"Enter."

Thalia entered and stood meekly with her head bowed and her hands folded in front of her.

"Did you have a nice day slave?" Richard asked.

"Yes Master. Did you also have a nice day Master Richard?" Thalia replied. She did not like the way Richard was acting. Something was wrong.

"You failed to mention that all slaves are required to have a morning enema." Richard stated as he approached her.

"No Master. I didn't forget. I'll start tomorrow. I didn't want to bother you with something that trivial." Thalia replied as Richard walked around back of her.

"What about the morning exercises. Did you forget them also?"

"I'll also will start . . . " Thalia started to say.

"Stop. I don't want to hear any more of your feeble excuses."

"I'm sorry Master." Thalia sobbed. Two things she disliked about The Spa were the dam morning enema's and the exercises. If she could get away from those two things, even for a day, all the better.

"We'll see." Richard replied as he clapped his hands for the signal for the two guards to enter who were standing in the bedroom out of sight, waiting for his signal. During the afternoon Richard had been walking the grounds and observing other masters and their slaves. He had also dropped around to Peter's office to ask a few questions and that was when he found out about the morning programs that his slave just so happened to forget to mention. While he was talking to Peter, a plan was forming in his head on how to punish his slave. That was when he asked Peter about his view on a suitable punishment for his slave.

"I think two or three days in the dungeon is fair for the crime of not informing me about the activities of the resort." Richard enlightened his slave. As the guards started leading her away, she tried pleading with Richard.

"Master Richard. Please just give me another change. I promise to be a good slave." Thalia begged as tears ran down her face. Thalia thought by making a fuss like this Richard would change his mind. In the past when by chance she had a new mistress or master, she just started crying and they would counter act their punishment. However Master Richard did not seem like he was going to so if she could muster up a few tears that might help.

"Get her out of here. She's making me sick." Richard said as he finished his drink off. Actually he was feeling sorry for Thalia. True she did lie to him but he never thought that she would be this remorseful. If he could reverse his actions, he would have. However, he could not back down now, so he did the next best thing.

"You're a good slave. So I'll make it one night in the dungeon for you if you promise to change your ways." Richard said to Thalia as the guards stop at the door.

"Thank you Master. I'll be the best slave you ever had. Thank you." Thalia was babbling as she was being removed from the room.

The two men chose French in the way of dinning as Richard made his way to the restaurant. Upon entering the restaurant, he had spotted Gordon and his slave Diana sitting at a table off to his right as he entered. Not wanting to ask any impolite questions on where Richard's slave was, the three of them ate and the two men talked.

"I sent Thalia to the dungeons." Richard casually said during the meal.

"Problems with her." Gordon replied just as casually.

Richard explained as he continued eating what had transpired about why he sent Thalia to the dungeons.

"Maybe I should send my slave down." Gordon remarked as he reached over and lifted his slaves chin and looked into her eyes. "Tonight if you like we'll share this worthless slave between the two of us." Gordon offered.

"Thank you. That will save me the trouble of having to arrange a slave through Peter." Richard accepted his friend's offer. When Richard was in college, occasionally a friend and he would share a willing date. He felt his cock begin to stiffen with long gone memories of a young woman being fucked by two just as young studs.

Diana continued to eat with her eyes cast down and her legs spread. She felt sorry for her friend Thalia but she had warned her about deceiving her master. You might be able to get away with not mentioning the morning enema or the exercise class, but not both of them. You could plead ignorance about forgetting to mention one of the activities if you were found out. It did not matter that her Master Richard was a new comer to The Spa or not.

She felt her panties begin to dampen with the thoughts of having two handsome men to herself. Thalia had told her about what Master Richard was like and she was looking forward to a kinky night with her two masters. Her imagination ran wild as she had to control herself not to squeeze her thighs together.

 

 

"How often did you come last night?" Steven asked Allison after he had secured her wrists to the bed posts. Upon entering his quarters after the two of them had dined, he ordered Allison to strip and lay on the bed with her arms slightly stretch above her head. After securing her hands above her head to the metal rings screwed into the bed, he disrobed and lay on the bed next to his slave. As he teased her with butterfly kisses to her face and around her neck, his hand traveled across her belly and down to her sex.

"Only once Master." Allison replied to the question as she let out a sigh as he took one of her aroused nipples in her mouth and started sucking on it, while lightly bitting down.

"This is your night. I'm in a generous mood. You can have as many orgasms as you can handle. The only thing I request is that you tell me beforehand and get my permission. Do you understand?" Steven asked while he went back to his suckling on her breasts. Nudging her legs a little wider apart, his fingers enter her hairless wet vagina.

"Master."

"Yes."

"I'm going to come."

"My. So Soon." After giving her permission, Allison bucked and withered as her much needed orgasm washed over her.

"Thank you . . . Master. Oh thank you." Allison gasped while catching her breath. After having but one orgasm last night and walking around most of the day feeling hornier than hell. She needed this.

"You're welcome. My little slave must have appreciated it." Steven replied as he removed his fingers from Allison love cove. Looking at the two moist fingers that he had inside her, he wiped them on the sheet of the bed before he unfastened her hands from above her head. He made his point on who was the master and who was the slave. Without her knowing it, she had become his willing slave by submitting to being tied up and by asking his permission if she could come.

When her hands became free, she moved her head to the right as he was bending over her and took his erection into her mouth. She wanted to please him as he had pleased her.

"Get on your hands and knees." Richard ordered in a voice just above a whisper.

Allison positioned herself as he ordered and held her breath. She thought she knew what he was going to do, at any second she was going to feel her bottom getting spanked. To her surprise and pleasure she felt his moist tongue as he licked the crevice of her behind.

Positioning her with her bottom raised, he spit into his hand and ran it over the head of his penis. The only sound coming from Allison was a low moaning sound of contentment as Steven paid homage to neither region. She felt the bed shift with her master behind her. Now she knew why Steven was licking her back there. She was not going to get a spanking, but something else instead. Closing her eyes, she experienced the head of his penis start to enter her anus. Instead of fighting the intrusion like her body normally did until she got accustomed to the invasion, she relaxed and let her master enter her. She gently pushed her bottom back to meet his thrust.

"Can I come Master?" Allison groaned. She never had two orgasms this close together. The only thing she was aware of was the sensation of Steven's cock as it repeatedly entered her and the slapping sound of their bodies meeting.

"No." Steven moaned. He was close to coming and he wanted to come first. Mauling Allison's breast's in his hands, he ordered Allison to play with herself. One of her hands feverishly rubbed her clit as her master repeatedly drove his penis into her.

"Now. Now." Steven cried as Allison clinched her buttocks to keep his cock deep inside of her and she started to whimper feverishly as her orgasm overtook her.

Disengaging himself, Steven rolled off Allison and lay on his back as his breathing slowly return to normal. Turning on her side, Allison laid her head on his chest while she basked in the glow of her orgasm. Giving her a squeeze, he leaned down and kissed her on her head. Allison cast her eyes down at her lovers slowly shrinking sex organ and reached down and cupped it in her hands.

Steven closed his eyes and waited to see what Allison was going to do. He felt her stir and the bed move under her weight and than he felt her wet mouth on his cock as she slowly cleaned their mixed juices from his penis.

That was enough sex for the time being. True he did promise Allison as many orgasms as she could handle, but the night was young. As the two reclined in the hot tub sipping their drinks, Steven allowed Allison to have a drink. As he said earlier, he was in a generous mood.

"That must be our snack? I have a craving for some finger food tonight." Steven said as they heard a knock from his apartment door.

"Please answer the door." Steven ordered.

"Yes Master." Picking up her discarded dress that was laying on the floor, she stepped into it and answered the door. Upon opening the door, she looked up at the biggest black man she ever say. With him standing a good six foot five, she could tell that he was an athlete.

"Is your master in."

"Yes." Allison replied. She knew after she answered him that she had forgot to say master.

This man was so awesome as he made his way into the room carrying a tray with food on it.

"I thought that was you. You have a new profession . A delivery boy?" Steven asked as he emerged from the bedroom in a pair of shorts.

"Get lost. I was having a drink at the bar and overheard that you had an order of food to be sent to your room, so I volunteered to deliver it." Paul replied as the two men gave each other a friendly embrace and a pat on the back.

"So this is your slave?" Paul remarked as he eyed Allison from head to toe.

"Yes. She's quite good. Take a look for yourself. Strip slave." Steven ordered. "What kind of year do you think you'll have, barring any injuries?" Steven continued to say as Allison slipped off her dress and stood in the proper manner of a slave.

"I hope to take a run at the batting title." Paul commented as he looked Allison over. The two men continued to talk about baseball while Allison stood and listened. What she knew about baseball would not be worth mentioning.

"So where is your slave?" Steven finally asked.

"The doc said she should be up and about tomorrow. She probably ate something that didn't agree with her." Paul said with a chuckle.

"Yes I bet she did." Steven replied with a grin.

She needed no meaning with the sexual overturns why Paul's slave was sick. Allison just about said something when Steven offered Paul her services. She never had anything against black men but her great-grandfather on her father's side was rumored to be a member of the Klu Klux Klan. He would roll over in his grave about what they ordered her to do. Kneeling down, she unhooked Paul's pants and pulled down his zipper and let his pants drop to the floor.

Allison was speechless. She saw plenty of cocks but Paul's was the biggest she ever saw, with it measuring about eleven inches long.

"You don't mind if she gives me head?" Paul asked.

"No. Go ahead. She does have a talent for it. She one of the best I have had." Steven replied.

Paul sat slumped in the chair while Allison took a deep breath and hesitantly started to lick his staff. Out of the corner of her eye, she spied Steven walking into the bedroom and emerge again carrying something in his hands. This was the first black man she had sex with and she was concentrating all her efforts on pleasing him. She was thinking how sucking on this monster cock was getting her turned on when she felt Steven spread her legs further apart and run something along the grove of her sex. Taking a quick peak between her legs she glanced as Steven was preparing to enter a dildo into her. Taking Paul's penis out of her mouth, she stroked him with her hand.

"Oh master. Can I come?" Allison cried. For the last few minutes Steven had been tormenting her with the dildo as he fucked her with it.

"Now! Now! You should let our guest come first."

"I...I don't know if I can wait."

"If you don't, it will be the last time I'll let you come." Steven said as he rammed the full eight inches of the slick dildo up Allison's passage.

"Stick my black cock back in your mouth." Paul groaned.

What Allison found that was turning her on just as mush as the two men sexually tormenting her were the way that Paul was talking about her.

"The white cunt loves sucking black cock."

"Look at the way she's gobbling on it."

"Fucking white bitch probably never had a fucking with a black cock." Paul said through clinched teeth.

Paul's dirty talking was affecting her, plus the dildo that was battering her wet pussy. She knew that she couldn't take much more of this without coming, even if she did not have Steven's permission. Leaning awkwardly forward, she took Paul's penis out of her mouth and licked the groove of his buttocks. Keeping a steady pumping action with her clenched fist on his penis, she forced her tongue into the tight confines of his buttocks and started licking his puckered anus. Grabbing her by her hair, Paul forced his penis back in her mouth as he let out a loud moan. Swallowing to keep up with Paul's musky discharge, she felt Steven give her a light tap on the bottom as he gave her permission for her to come. Forgetting Paul's cock that was still in her mouth, she let out a loud groan as her orgasm burst from her. Collapsing on the floor with the dildo still lodge in her, she curled herself into a ball as her first orgasm hit her. She just managed to glance up at Paul as he was milking the last drops of come from his cock and letting them land on her body when out of nowhere another orgasm that was just as powerful hit her. Reaching between her legs, she withdrew the dildo before she closed her eyes and let her breathing return to normal. She still felt her vagina twitch as she laid on the carpet and listen to the men talk about baseball. The last thing that she heard before she dozed off was Steven offering her to Paul again.

As if she was dreaming, she dimly remembered Steven picking her up in his strong arms and laying on the bed and pulling the covers up over her. When she awoke the next time, Steven was in bed with her and she was cuddled up in the warmth of his body. As the morning light was slowly bringing on a new day, she felt Steven's erection as he tried to enter her. Shifting her body a little and lifting her one leg, his hard penis invaded her. She was thinking how could she be so easily aroused as Steven thrust forward to bury his shaft in her. From somewhere within the complex she heard the sound again of a male slave getting a spanking. Where the first night she did not know if he was crying out in pain or bless, where tonight she knew it was with pleasure.

"Shhhhh." Steven whispered in her ear as her orgasm build. Listening to the sound of her fellow slave cry out as the strap landed on him all helped as her orgasm built.

Turning her head, Steven stuck two of his fingers in her mouth to suck on as he rammed his rigid cock into her. With each thrust, she counteracted with pushing her bottom against his groin. Without a noise from her lover, but for him roughly kissing the back of her neck, she felt him go rigid and knew he was emptying his lust into her. Clamping her muscles around his penis, she groaned deep inside and felt her orgasm explode as she fought not to cry out. Just as she was dropping back to sleep, she remembered that she did not ask Steven permission to come when he made love to her. Before she thought anymore of it, she rolled over on her side and laid her head on Steven's chest and wrapped an arm around him as she drew herself a little closer to him.

Opening her eyes to the sound of tropical birds and the smell of lush vegetation, she stretched and basked in the glow of what promised to be a beautiful morning. Smiling to herself about the pleasures that she experienced last night, her mind started to think back to when Steven made love to her early in the morning or did he make love to her. Or was it just a dream. She heard that an experience like that was referred to as a 'dream fuck'. She never experienced one but as she lay in bed she began to wonder if Steven did make love to her or was it her imagination. Running a finger along her pussy, she felt the wetness of his discharge. One thing she needed was a shower as she walked into the washroom and found her master finishing shaving and humming a song. Hoping that he was in a good mood, she sat on the toilet to relieve herself.

"Master, can I have a shower?"

"You can have one now or after your morning enema." Steven replied as he turned to face her.

"Thank you Master. I think I'll have the shower now." She said meekly. After washing and brushing her teeth, she began to feel half way human. Now if she could only get out of the morning enema, but she knew it was futile as she heard Steven welcoming them into the apartment.

Today Doc Redfield had her kneeling on the mat with her rear end sticking up and her legs spread as she crossed her arms in front of her. Closing her eyes, she buried her head in the crook of her arms waiting for the humiliating enema to be over with. As she waited for Doc Redfield to finish, she felt feminine hands touching her body. Opening her eyes, she watched as Nurse Carol ran her hands over her body. She did not know what she was feeling for, but it was more than an examination the way Nurse Carol copped a feel every so often. Today while she sat on the toilet expelling her waste, the three of them left her alone while they carried on a conversation in the next room. When she emerged a short time later, Doc Redfield and Nurse Carol had continued their rounds and Master Steven was reclining in a chair with a coffee. Master Steven and she had a relaxing coffee together before she was on her way to her exercise class. As she was frantically searching around for her underwear, Steven informed her that Doctor Redfield had taken them. That was the only explanation that Steven gave as he shooed her on her way.

"By the way. You will be punished for not asking permission to have an orgasm from last night and this morning. I would do it how, but I want you to contemplate the error you made." Steven said as she was leaving for her exercise class.

"Yes Master." Allison replied. She felt herself become aroused with the thought of another spanking. Although the spanking she received the other night hurt, she was looking forward to being punished again.

Walking into the gym, Allison spotted Alicia talking to a couple of the other slaves. The main topic this morning was about a slave being sent to the dungeon the night before. She had no time to speak with Alicia before Master Tim ordered everyone to strip, Allison did not feel too out of place when she looked around to find that she was not the only person missing her underwear. The same woman as yesterday was missing hers also. Master Tim put the slaves through their morning routine and before Allison knew it she was slipping her dress over her sweated-covered body. On the way to Alicia's and her room, she had the opportunity to ask Alicia about this punishment place called the dungeon.

"Well it's not really a dungeon as you might conjure up. It is under the main building but it's the laundry. Whichever slave is sent there for whatever reason, he or she has a quota of work to perform. That is the easy part of the punishment. The rough part is you are available to whoever wants to take advantage of you."

"In other words, you're raped." Allison gasped.

"You got it. Plus you still have your laundry quota to do."

"Who was the slave that they sent there?"

"I saw her around before. Her name is Thalia and she is the slave to a new comer to The Spa. A Master Richard. Why he sent her down, no one knows. However, you can be assured, with her being the first slave this session to be sent to the dungeon, she would have been taken advantage of." Alicia finished off her story as the women entered their quarters.

Allison did not enlighten Alicia that Master Richard was her husband.

"How was your evening?" Alicia asked over breakfast after they had their morning shower and dressed in fresh clothing.

"Unbelievable." Allison replied.

"Well, are you going to tell me what happened."

This was something new to Allison. Talking about her sex life, but while she was telling Alicia about last night, she felt herself getting excited.

"You mean you sucked that monster cock while your master was shoving a dildo up you. God. I wished I was there to see that." Alicia said with a little chuckle as she ran her hand down the front of her panties.

"How was your night?" Allison asked. This kind of talk was getting her turned on. She wanted to change the topic away from her, besides she was curious how two women would spend the night.

"Pretty good." Now it was Alicia's turn to play the guessing game with Allison. After a few minutes of playing with her, Alicia told her how her night was.

"No kidding, my jaw was numb from going down on Mistress Meka by the time she allowed me to stop the first time. After that she secured me on the punishment table and connected just the right amount of weights to my breasts. Then she took the leather strap that I like and laid a good spanking on me."

"Oh God Allison. Is anyone looking our way?" Alicia said as if she was in pain.

"No . . . No one." Allison replied as she scanned the few remaining slaves at breakfast to see if they were looking at them. She was going to ask if she could get her friend something when Alicia closed her eyes. Then it hit Allison. She was watching her friend have an orgasm as the look on Alicia face went from as if she was in pain to a glow of contentment.

"I'm sorry. But all these fuck stories. I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself." Alicia said as she looked around the room before taking a sip of her coffee.

"Come on let's go to the pool. I need cooling off." Alicia said.

"That sounds like a good idea." Allison commented. She never watched a woman have an orgasm right in front of her but she found it very stimulating.

"I hope that there's some good looking male slaves hanging around." Alicia was saying.

"Or even some female slaves." Allison added. She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Really Allison. I never knew." Alicia said in mock surprised.

The only thing Allison could think of to say was "Well" before the two women started to laugh. It had been a long time since Allison had felt this relaxed. The two of them chuckled like two girl schools as they made their way to the slaves recreation area.

 

"Give her another swat. God. You have to try this." Richard said as he held Diana close to his body with her breasts pressing against his chest. Richard was laying on his back with Diana sitting on top with his penis inside her. With Richard forcing her forward, her rear made an inviting target for the wooden paddle Gordon was holding.

The morning light was dimly engulfing the room. It had been quite a night for her. Both men had taken her anyway they wanted. At times she did not know when one orgasm ended and another began. Now one of the men thought up this delightful torture. She knew that this was going to be a long session. She did not know how often that Richard had come, but she clinched her buttocks as the paddle connected with a loud crack again on her bare flesh.

The feeling Richard was receiving was undescribable. As the paddle came in contact with Diana's well-rounded bottom, she would clamp her vagina muscles which in turn gave Richard's cock a nice squeeze.

"Stop." Richard moaned as he pushed Diana off him. She looked up at him as she rested on her elbows, trying to keep any pressure off her tender bottom.

"Open wide. I'm want to come in your mouth." Richard ordered.

"Yes Master." Diana replied as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

Richard threw one leg over her body so that her head was between his legs. The only thing he had to do now was point his erection in the right direction and let her mouth do the rest. That was when he watched as Gordon reached over and took his erection in his hand and aimed it toward Diana's mouth. He knew that if he gave Gordon a disapproving look that he would withdraw his hand. Closing his eyes for a second, he knew what he was going to do. He had never had another man touch him like Gordon was doing and he had to admit that it did feel good as Gordon lightly ran his fingers up and down on his erect penis. Opening his eyes, he saw not only had Gordon watching him for what he was going to do but also Diana was gazing up at him with her mouth still open.

So far this had been a strange vacation to say the least as he closed his eyes and nodded for Gordon to continue what he was doing. It did feel different as Gordon jerked him off, but at the same time it felt all to familiar, almost as if he was doing it to himself.

Gordon knew what to do as Richard went with the feeling as he released his pent up passion. As the last of his come landed on Diana's breasts, Gordon released Richard's erection.

"I'm taking a shower. It has been a long night." Gordon said as he watched Diana sucking on Richard's slowly shrinking penis.

When Gordon emerged from taking a shower a short time later, he found Richard relaxing with a drink in his hand and Diana laying on her belly.

"I thought I would grab breakfast after I cleaned up. I was wondering if you cared to join me." Richard remarked as he finished his drink.

"If you can wait a minute, I want to talk to my slave before we go." Gordon replied as he walked over to Diana.

Kneeling down, Gordon produced a pair of handcuffs and fastened them around Diana's wrist. Richard watched as his friend secured his slave to the floor with her arms stretched out in front of her. and legs in the same fashion. Richard had wondered what the purpose of the eye hooks that were imbedded in the carpet.

"I'll return after breakfast and a golf game." Gordon was saying to Diana as he padded her on her bottom before standing up.

"Master. What if I have to relieve myself?" Diana asked while she clinched her bottom. Her bottom was soar from the spanking she had and it was tender to the touch.

"You will have to hold yourself until I return."

With that comment, she whimpered. Richard stood at the doorway and watched with fascination on the way Gordon was handling his slave.

"Did you not enjoy yourself last night and did I not let you come as often as you wanted?"

"Yes Master."

"Now you have to pay the price for my generosity?"

"Yes Master." Diana replied as her voice started to quiver.

"Now. We won't have any tears. If you started crying, I'll have to gag you. Do you want that?"

"No Master."

"Good girl." Gordon replied as again he patted her bottom.

 

 

"Who are you playing golf with today?" Richard asked as the two men walked to Richard's quarters.

"No one. I'm so tired from last night I don't think I could hit a ball straight if my life depended on it." Gordon replied.

"I know. I feel the same way. But you told Diana that you were."

"Oh that. I only said that to frighten her. Did you see the look on her face when I told her that, she just about wet herself when I said I would be gone that long.?" Gordon said with a chuckle.

"So you will undo her when you return from breakfast?"

"Maybe. One thing Diana does not care for is being exposed as she is now. Nothing will humiliate her more than being exposed in that manner and having someone walk in." Gordon explained.

"You could say it's a lesson in humility."

Gordon poured himself a drink and flipped on the television while Richard showered and shaved. As they were leaving for breakfast, Richard asked Gordon how he could get Thalia released from her punishment. After making a quick call to the security department, Richard informed them that he wanted Slave Thalia released from her punishment immediately and yes have her bath and waiting in his apartment.

During breakfast the men chatted about golf and made plans on meeting up with each other sometime during the day. Both of them reflected on the fun they had the night before and admitted that Slave Diana tuckered them out. With both of them laughing they departed company and adjourned to their own quarters for some well needed sleep.

Upon entering his room, Richard watched as his slave jumped up from her seat and stood in the proper manner befitting a slave. Without anything being said, he could tell that Thalia had a rough night. He was just about ready to mention that the two of them should turn in and get some sleep when there was a knock on his door. He forgot that he had inquired about having the doctor and nurse to drop around to give Thalia her first enema. He thought with him asking on short notice that they would not be here until later in the day or even tomorrow morning. After the introductions were made, Doc Redfield turned to Thalia.

"You know the procedure. You been here before."

With down cast eyes Thalia entered the washroom and knelt on the rubber mat with her bottom raised. Watching what was taking place from the entrance of the washroom, Richard could not help himself as he began to get an erection.

"Doc can I talk to you in private?" Richard asked after he had administered to Thalia.

"Yes of course." Doc Redfield answered.

"Nurse can you finish off here."

"Yes Doctor." Nurse Carol replied as she knelt behind the slave and released the enema solution.

Richard watched as Nurse Carol removed the nozzle from his slave before he turned and walking out of the room.

"Yes sir, what can I help you with." Doc Redfield asked as he removed his plastic gloves.

"Well this is kind of embarrassing and most unlikely. Do any of the mistresses or masters ask to have an enema?" Richard asked.

"No need to feel embarrassed. Of course they do." Doc Redfield replied.

"Could I have one this morning?" Richard asked.

"Who would you want to administer it Nurse Carol or myself?"

"Nurse Carol. Please." Richard answered. When Thalia emerged from the washroom with her eyes cast down, Doc Redfield excused himself and went in to talk to his nurse.

"Come in Richard." Nurse Carol said after the doctor had talked to her for a brief minute.

"If you don't mind Richard, I would like to check your slave over. I would like to make sure that she is not suffering any repercussions from her ordeal in the dungeon. Sometimes they do have a way of getting carried away." Doc Redfield said as he was leaving the washroom and Richard was entering.

"Just strip down while I put a new nozzle on this hose. How would you like for me to administer your enema?" Nurse Carol said. She could tell that Richard was nervous plus being embarrassed. She was going to make the most of his humiliation without making it to obvious.

"On my knees." Richard replied in a weak voice.

This brought back a flood of memories from by gone years. He remembered when he was twelve years old and his parents sent him to his aunts place for summer vacations. Aunt Lauren was his mothers only sister. From what he understood at the time from overhearing his parents talk between the two of them. Aunt Lauren's husband ran off with another woman and left her and his cousin Julie with the a house on five acres of land and made sure that she was financially secured. The only time he seen them was at Christmas. He knew that his aunt was a good-looking woman of about forty years old and his cousin that was just as pretty was about sixteen or seventeen.

The first week of his vacation went smoothly with him getting to know Aunt Lauren and Julie. He even became friends with a boy his own age down the road. About a week into his vacation his Aunt called him into the bathroom one morning.

"It's about time to flush you out." Aunt Lauren said in a stern voice.

He stood in bewilderment with not understanding what she wanted. When she explained that he was to receive an enema every morning and what an enema was, he could not help it and he started to cry. He could not do anything about the predicament he was in but remove his pajamas as he was requested to do and stood with his hands in front of him to hide his privates. While he was kneeling on the floor with his head in his hands, he heard his Aunt explaining what she was preparing to do. At first he thought she was talking to him until he looked up through his tears and was shocked to see his cousin watching as his Aunt explained things to her. To a twelve year old boy to be humiliated this way was the end of the world. For his Aunt to see him this way was bad enough but his cousin was even worst. After the treatment was over, he was allowed to get dress and go and play with his buddy.

He stayed away for the rest of the day, he even had his lunch at his friends place. The truth was he did not want to face his Aunt or Julie ever again. He thought of running away from Aunt Lauren's but where would he go to. Even if he could find his way back to his parent's place which he was not to sure that he could, they would ask him what trouble he got himself into. He could not tell them what took place that morning. Even thinking about it now made him feel queasy inside. Staying away all day, he return just before the evening meal not knowing what to expect from his Aunt and Julie. To his surprised and relieve nothing was said about what took place that morning. It was a normal evening with the three of them sitting around the table for the evening meal and discussing what they did during the day. After watching television for awhile the three of them played a board game of some description, before it was his bedtime. The nice thing he liked about his Aunt's house was that all three of them would do things together in the evenings from watching television to going for walks in the woods or sitting playing games. That night he went to bed feeling better than he did all day, he even was able to look Aunt Lauren and Julie in the face without blushing.

To his dismay every morning was the same routine with Aunt Lauren giving him an enema while Julie watched. To say he got used to getting flushed out every morning, he did not. He put up with it only because he had no alterative. Things did charge after about two weeks when he was standing in the bathroom and waiting for Aunt Lauren. Instead Julie showed up by herself and announced that from now on that she would be in charge of his morning routine. He felt more self-conscious with Julie than he did with Aunt Lauren especially when she made him stand with his arms at his side. She would not even let him cover his privates while she was getting the equipment ready. The only time that he never received his morning flushing out was when his mother spent a couple of days visiting him.

The most humiliating occasion of his stay with his Aunt and cousin was a bright morning in August. Julie had a girlfriend sleep over and upon waking up the next the next morning, he thought he could escape his enema considering there was company in the house. This girlfriend of his cousins was one of the most beautiful girls that Richard had ever seen. All evening he was stealing glances at her while they were watching television and playing cards. The next morning he could of die when Julie called to him from the bathroom. Upon entering the bathroom, Julie had everything set for his morning routine. Standing next to Julie was her friend Barbra wearing her baby doll pajamas. He kept his eyes cast down as he stood in the nude with his hands covering his privates as both girls looked on. It was not until his cousin threatened him with another enema that night if he did not obey her order of keeping his hands at his side that he reluctantly did as he was told. This had never happened to him before when his Aunt or cousin was giving him his morning enema. What he was trying to hide was an erection.

"Mother, Mother. Can you come up here? I want to show you something." Julie called down to her mother who was going about her house work.

"Oh my! Our little boy is growing up." Aunt Lauren said.

"You girls make sure to wash your hands if you touch that thing." Aunt Lauren remarked before returning to her house work.

Whenever Julia administered his enema for the remainder of his vacation, she made sure that he had an erection. She never touched it, but she did comment that it looked cute. That was the only vacation that he spent at Aunt Lauren's, although his parents wanted to send him there the following summer. He made such a fuss about not wanting to go that they let him stay home. As far as he knew his cousin Julie never received an enema. Why they decided that he deserved one each day, he never found out and he was to afraid to ask.

Three years ago he had a two day seminar not to far from his Aunts house so he dropped in to see her. Over the years they had stayed in touch with Christmas cards, and birthdays. But this was the first time since that summer long ago that he had the opportunity to pay a visit. He was surprised on how Aunt Lauren had not change much with her appearance, in fact she looked more radiant than he remembered. Aunt Lauren had to call her daughter which lived close by and have her come over a visit with Richard also . Julie also had turned into a most beautiful divorcee.

A cup of coffee turned into an afternoon of reminiscing and Richard taking the two of them out to dinner at his insistence. When Richard informed Aunt Lauren that he had booked a room at the local inn for this two day seminar, she made him phone the inn and cancel his reservation. She would have no relative of hers staying at a hotel.

Richard went to bed that night exhausted but happy that he had dropped in to visit his Aunt. But he was not prepared for the next morning when he was greeted by his Aunt and cousin and was informed he needed to be flushed out. For some strange reason that he could not explain, he allowed the woman to accompany him to the bathroom where he removed his pajamas and stood in the nude. He knew he could of refused the enema and nothing would of been done about it.

"My our little Richard has grown. " Julie said to her mother as Richard stood with his hands at his side and an erection that he could not control if he wanted to.

Before he packed the next morning, they repeated the same procedure. After which the three of them sat and had breakfast before he gave each woman a peek on the check with promises of keeping in touch.

"Are you just about ready?" Richard said impatiently as he finished his pondering. The more he thought about having a flushing out, the more he was ready to call the whole thing off.

"Here we are." Nurse Carol said as she turned around.

This is going to be his one and only enema while he was on vacation. This is humiliating he was thinking. He had a throbbing erection just from thinking about what Nurse Carol was going to do to him.

"My. We better do something about this. We don't want you to have an accident. Do we?" Nurse Carol said as she eyed his erection.

Richard did not reply as Nurse Carol slipped a cock ring over his erection and administered his enema.

"There is something else I would like you and the doctor to do. If you don't mind." Richard mentioned.

"Yes, Richard what is that."

"Can you and the doctor be gone by the time I'm finished here? This is kind of embarrassing for me." Richard asked.

Richard heard the door close as he sat on the toilet. He was angry at himself for yielding

temptation and having an enema. He could not help himself once he saw Thalia preparing to receive hers. He had to admit the feeling he received was everything he remembered it to be.

"Master are you okay?" Thalia timidly asked from the next room.

"Yes." Richard answered abruptly. He just wanted to left alone.

"Master can I talk to you on the same level? One on one." Thalia asked as she saw the look on Richard's face as he emerged from the bathroom.

"Yes. What is it?"

"I don't know what took place in the bathroom. I can guess." Thalia said while she looked at Richard in the nude.

"My husband and I spent two weeks here every year. I don't know your background and I honestly do not care what you do or who you are. My money does not come easy. While I have my money and am still young I'm going to enjoy myself. These two weeks are supposed be fun times. You do things that you would not do in the real world. In the business I am in, I heard people talk behind my back and say that I am a bit of a prude. Little do they know. At The Spa I can indulge in my fantasies. You can to, so don't start feeling sorry for yourself." Thalia said while trying to keep her voice calm. The truth was that she did not know how much longer she and her husband could afford to keep coming to The Spa each year. She hated to do it, but they might have to skip a year or two. The royalty cheques were beginning to dry up from their once flourishing song writhing career.

"Thank you." Richard said as he gave Thalia a kiss on the lips. What she said was true. He is going to be here for two weeks, he might as well enjoy him self. Just before he steered Thalia and himself in the direction of the bedroom, he gave his slave a good swat on the bottom with the open palm of his hand.

"Ouch. What was that for Master?" Thalia said with a smile.

"Just something for you to look forward to." Richard said while giving her a little hug.

"Is that a promise or a threat, Master?" Thalia said while she rubbed her bottom with one hand.

"Take it either way."

"What should I do about this, Master?" Thalia said as she reached down and gave his erection a squeeze.

"Let's grab some sleep. Then I'll decide how you will relieve my problem." Richard replied.

"What did the doctor say? He was going to look you over while his nurse was busy with me?" Richard asked as the two of them were curled up in bed with Richard's hard erection nestled in the crease of Thalia's bottom.

"Just a little irritation around my pussy. It's nothing to worry about. He gave me some salve to put on it." Thalia replied. He also gave her a light sleeping pill that she promptly threw in the garbage. She did not need that. She had been down that road before