Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 5****

After showering, Richard dressed in a light pair of pants and a casual sports shirt. He wanted to take a look around more of the resort, the little that he did see impressed him. The first thing he wanted to look at was the golf courses. He was not an avid golfer, but over the last couple of years and a few golf lessons he had started to enjoy it. Besides there were just as many deals made on the golf course as there was in the court room. So taking one of the many paths that branched off, he wondered aimlessly amongst the lust tropical vegetation. Only once was he approached by anyone and that was a male slave leading a female slave. As he approached them, both stood off to the side of the path and lowed their eyes until he passed. As he walked up a slight incline, he spotted one of the golf courses laying ahead of him.

"The course is a little tricky but it has a few good fairways."

A voice startled Richard. He did not hear anyone come up beside him as he was looking over the greens.

"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to startle you. My name is Gordon." The man said as he held out his hand to Richard.

"My name is Richard. I'm hoping to get a chance to play a couple of rounds." Richard replied as he shook Gordon's hand.

"You'll get your chance. After awhile it's nice to get away from your slave. A guy can only take so much sex." Gordon said while the two of them looked on as a couple of tropical birds landed in the tree beside them.

"I'm on my way to grab a cold one. You're welcome to join me if you care to?" Gordon asked.

"Well, if you don't mind." Richard replied.

"Is this your first time?" Gordon asked as the two of them walked along the path.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Not really. After you have been here a couple of times, you get to know who's new." Gordon said as they came to the main buildings.

As they walked up to the main entrance, Richard liked the layout, lined with palm trees and tropical flowers of all descriptions. Setting off the whole scene was a waterfall that was cascading down the side of the building they were about to enter.

"This is where we will get our slaves assigned to us tonight." Gordon said as they entered a small theater.

It took a few seconds to adjust his eyes to the dimness of the building. Once he did, he noticed a small stage that was only a couple of feet high with a runway that extended from the front of the stage. The runway was a good twenty feet long and ended with a set of stairs to the floor. Around the stage and runway a quantity of comfortable chairs were arranged.

"This building has a few uses. After tonight, The Spa puts on some interesting stage plays." Gordon said as he and Richard continued to the bar.

"Well. What will it be?" Gordon asked as they stood up to the bar.

"A Bud Light." Richard replied. He wanted to take it easy on the drinking, so he ordered a beer. He did not need to pass out from too much booze his first day there. The bar Gordon picked out was in the far corner of the building. Bar Aztec was the name and it was decorated as the name depicted.

"I like this little bar. It's out of the way, so you can sit back and watch what's taking place around you." Gordon explained.

They were watching a little of the activity that was going on around them and enjoying their drinks when a couple of people walked in. As the man ordered the drinks, Richard noticed that the woman was pretty with a nice figure. If Richard had to guess, he would say she was in her early thirties and definitely her nationality was European. The man was tall and in the same age group.

Within a short time the four of them introduced each other. Her name was Meka and his was Herman. With another round of drinks, Richard mentioned that this was his first time at the resort and that everything was new to him.

"Don't let those slaves get away with anything." Herman said. As he set his drink on the bar and said something to Meka in a low voice.

"Watch this. This is how to handle a slave." Meka said as she spotted a male slave returning to the reception area after showing a mistress to her quarters.

"Slave come here." She ordered.

"Yes Mistress. Can I be of assistance?" The male slave said as he kept his eyes to the floor.

"Strip." Meka ordered.

Without any hesitation the slave removed his one piece of clothing and stood unashamedly in the nude.

"What's this? Have you been playing with yourself?" Meka said as she cupped his deflated penis in her hand.

"No Mistress. The Mistress that I showed to her quarters wanted me to service her." The slave said with a tremble in his voice.

"That's a likely story. You have to watch these slaves. He probably jerked himself off." Meka said to the men standing around her.

Richard watched in amazement as she had the slave bend over and clasp his ankles. Turning to Herman, she asked to borrow his belt.

"This is the only way to show a slave who the master is." She said as she raised the belt and hit him across his bottom. Richard was spellbound as he watched the slave take his punishment without crying out but for a few groans when she laid the stokes on hard.

"The next time I stop you, I want to see that worthless piece of meat you call a cock with an erection. Do you understand?" Meka said as she handed the belt back to Herman.

"Yes Mistress." The slave said while staying in the same pose.

"Get dressed and get out of here." She ordered as she picked up her drink.

"They don't call you the Hungarian Bitch for nothing." Herman said as the four of them watch the slave pull up his pants and meekly walked away.

After finishing off his drink, Gordon excused himself. Taking the last swallow of his beer, Richard bid Meka and Herman a good day and followed Gordon out of the complex. Before the two men departed company, they made plans with each other to have dinner together along with their slaves. Something bothered Richard about Gordon as he was going back to his room. He was almost sure that he had seen Gordon some place before. It really did not matter as it seemed that the two of them got along good together.

When Allison stepped out of the shower, she leaned over to put on her ridiculous underwear and noticed the manufactures label. Not only were the panties from a well-known maker the dress was also.

"Hello, Hello." Allison heard a female voice call out.

" Be there in a sec." Allison called as she quickly got dressed.

Stepping out of her room into the communal part of the apartment, she met her female room mate.

"My name is Alicia." The woman said as she held out her hand for Allison to shake.

"Mine is Allison. Glad to meet you." Allison replied as she shook her hand. Allison bit her tongue as she was going to say her last name until she remembered that the spa ran on a first name bases. The official mentioned to Roger and her that unless you felt comfortable with a fellow member it was best to keep your last name to your self.

She was shorter than Allison, but Allison could not help notice the big bust on her petite frame. The two of them were at a loss for anything to say until Alicia broke the silence by asking if she wanted anything to drink.

"Yes. What do they have in the fridge?" Allison asked.

"Unfortunately there are only fruit juices and soft drinks." Alicia replied. "They don't allow us slaves any alcohol unless our Masters permit us to have a drink." She continued to say.

"Too bad. I could use a stiff drink after the day I had so far." Allison said as she relaxed a little.

"I think both of us had the same type of day." Alicia replied.

"Make mine a cola." Allison said.

The two women went and sat and got better acquainted with each other. She still felt embarrassed when Alicia sat and spread her legs so that you could see the crotch of her panties and the dark tangle of her pubic hair. However, Allison followed her example and did the same. Allison learned that Alicia was from just outside of Athens, Greece. She was quite friendly and as they chatted Allison found that she felt relaxed around her.

"Are you with your husband?" Allison asked.

"Heavens no. Marriage does not agree with me. I've been married twice and divorced twice. How about you?" Alicia said.

"My husband is seeing how the other side lives. He's a Master." Allison replied.

Both turned and looked as they heard the door open. Rachael was leading a nude man by a leash. Alicia looked at Allison and both knew instinctively that this was their male roommate, Bryan.

"You know the procedure." Rachael said as she unhooked the leash from his collar.

"Yes, Slave Rachael." He replied with his eyes lowered.

"Go and get dressed, you disgusting animal." Rachael commanded.

"Lunch will be here shortly, slaves." Rachael said to Allison and Alicia as she was leaving.

Bryan stuck out his tongue at Slave Rachael after she had left and then turned to the two ladies who were trying to suppress their laughter.

" My name's Bryan and I guess the three of us are going to be roommates." Bryan said as the three of them introduced each other.

Bryan excused himself and went and got dressed. A few seconds later he returned and grabbed himself a drink and sat opposite the two women. Alicia and he struck up a conversation, apparently the two of them meet here at The Spa before.

"You were a slave to that English guy about two sessions ago." Bryan said as the two of them tried too figured out when they met last.

"Yes I was. If I'm right, you were a slave to that Texan woman." Alicia said as she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Who do we have here? I can't remember seeing her before?" Bryan asked Alicia.

"She's new." Alicia said as she reached over and gave Allison's a friendly squeeze on the hand.

"Well, we'll have to try and keep an eye on her." Bryan said as he took Allison's other hand and gave it a squeeze.

Allison tried to size Bryan up while she was listening to them. He was a good-looking guy with brown hair and a mustache. He probably stood a good six feet and had a muscular build. The outfit he was wearing was a one-piece suit more like a pair of coveralls but the difference was that the crotch was slit from the front to the back. Just like the female slaves, he sat with his legs spread, but he did not wear any underpants so at times his privates were exposed depending on the way he moved.

After a while Bryan excused himself to use the washroom. That was when Allison took the opportunity to ask Alicia about Bryan.

"Why doesn't he wear any underwear?"

"Because when I get assigned to a master or mistress, they will fit me with a metal cage that will attach snugly around my male equipment." Bryan said overhearing Allison's question as he was returning from the washroom.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry." Allison stammered. She felt embarrassed that Bryan overheard her.

"That's okay. I'll explain how they humiliate a male slave." Bryan said as he sat back down.

"When I'm not erect, they will put a metal cage around my penis and testicles, connected by a metal band to my waist and locked at my back." Bryan said.

"Ouch. That must hurt when you get aroused. What do you do when you have to pee?" Allison asked. She had to chuckle to herself. Who would have imagined that she would be having a conversation like this.

"The way they construct the cage there is a small opening where the head of my penis fits into. When I have to pee, I sit on the toilet like a woman. Yes it does hurt when I have the urge to get an erection. However, again the way they make this cage, it is impossible for my penis to get erect while wearing it." Bryan explained.

"Why do they do it to you then? Is it just to humiliate you?" Allison asked.

"It has a double purpose. Yes it is humiliating. The main reason is, if I can't get it up, I can't play with myself and in turn I can't ejaculate. When a male slave gets the urge to jerk off it can be pretty powerful at times. This safeguards for the masters that the slave will have an erection when they want a performance from you." Bryan said.

Just like Rachael had said, a light lunch was served. The three of them got even better acquainted with each other. With their help Allison got a better knowledge about the slave auction that Rachael mentioned.

"That is really your first taste of being a slave. The auction is the place where they assign you your Master. It starts at seven o'clock, but we are to be at the auditorium by five thirty." Bryan said.

"The next part is demeaning, but only the beginning of what we are going to go through for the next couple of weeks." Alicia said.

"What is that?" Allison asked.

"We are on inspection for whoever wants to can examine us."

After talking for a while the three of them agreed that it would be good to grab a nap before tonight.

 

 

 

After Alicia and Bryan and Allison had an afternoon nap, they made their way over to the auditorium. It seemed slaves that had been here before were all greeting each other as they meet. Allison was thankful to her two roommates because at times she was totally lost

as of what was happening, but one of them was always there to help.

"This is not a Sunday social. Get in line and strip." Slave Don said to the three of them. Don was a professional slave and his job was to get these amateur slaves in line so they could be inspected. Of all his duties, this was the job he detested the most. He wished he had the power to chastise anyone that got out of hand. Still, a slave no matter what his position, cannot punish another slave. Most of the time he only had to give an order in his big booming voice to have the slave pay attention.

The three of them stood in line with Bryan on Allison's right and Alicia on her left. The place they assembled was an open-aired room with two long benches. It was behind the auditorium. As each slave removed their scant clothing, they folded them neatly and placed them on the bench behind them. Allison stood in line and she had never in her life been so scared yet at the same time so aroused. Her knees were trembling from fear but her nipples were rock hard and if she squeezed her legs hard enough, she could just about have an orgasm. Looking up and down at the two lines of slaves, she counted about thirty slaves including herself. They ranged in age, she would guess, from about twenty-one to the mid- to- late thirties. There were more women than men but one thing they all had in common, they were good looking and for the most part in good physical shape.

As she glanced down the opposite line, she realized that she knew the stunning blond woman that was at the far end. It was not someone she knew personally, but a movie star or somebody like that. As she tried to concentrate on whom the person was, she tried not to look at her too often. Finally her curiosity got the better of her and in a low voice she asked Alicia if she knew who she was.

Alicia stunned Allison when she said who it was. She was the televison star who played the evil sister on one of those day time soap operas.

"She goes under the name of Tanya." Alicia said.

"Stop talking. Here comes a couple of men." Bryan said as the three of them stood at attention and bowed their heads.

"This one has a good pair of tits."

"Turn around and bend over slave."

"Mm, she's tight."

Allison could not believe what she was hearing, so she took a quick glance to her left and watched as one of the men appraised Alicia while she was bent over with her legs spread. When they were finished with Alicia, she knew it was going to be her turn to be examined. For some perverse reason, which she did not understand, she felt herself anticipating it.

"I think that bitch was ready to come." The taller of the two men said.

"She's healthy." The other said as he smelt his fingers after he removed two of them from Alicia's vagina.

"Clean my fingers." The man said to Allison as he forced the tips of his fingers in her mouth. Closing her eyes, Allison sucked the man's fingers clean of Alicia's womanly juices.

For the next hour the slaves were subjected to the humiliation of fingers probing them. Not only were the slaves forced to endure the groping fingers of the opposite sex but they had to accept the same from their own gender at times. This was all new to her not having any say about what was expected of her in her new role in life for the next two weeks. True to their word Bryan and Alicia kept an eye on her . One of the most embarrassing moments for Allison was when she saw her husband and another man approaching. The man he was with made her experience one of the most humiliating examinations of the afternoon.

"Turn around and bend over." He said.

"Yes Master" Allison said. This was the first time that she had to answer anyone with the proper title. It did send a chill up her back with acting like a slave especially with her husband watching. Turning around so that her back was toward him, she bent over with her hands clasping the calf of her legs.

"Spread the cheeks of your ass with your hands." He said gruffly as he gave her bottom a slap with the palm of his hand.

She knew her face was bright red from the degrading act she was undergoing. As the man removed his finger from her anus, he gave her a slap across the bottom and moved onto the next slave he found that might be of interest. When she stood up and turned around, she spotted Richard a little way down the line. He had his hands cupped around the small breasts of an Oriental woman.

When Richard walked into his bungalow, he noticed a fruit basket sitting on the coffee table in the middle of the room. He was feeling a little hungry considering the last time he ate was a small meal on the plane. Grabbing a bottle of spring water from the fridge and an apple he sat back and relaxed. After reminiscing about the events of the day, he striped himself of his clothes and went into the bedroom to take a nap.

Feeling refreshed after his afternoon siesta. Richard took another shower and went to meet Gordon at the little bar that they had a drink at earlier in the afternoon. Things were busier now than earlier in the day as people were having a drink and getting acquainted with old friends from past trips to The Spa. Richard spotted Gordon standing at the bar by himself nursing a drink.

"Are we ready to check out the merchandise?" Gordon said after Richard had ordered his drink.

The two men strolled down to where they lined up the slaves for whoever wanted to inspect them. As usual he had one hell of an erection as he watched Gordon put a couple of slaves through a humiliating probing with his fingers. He enjoyed letting Gordon show him around. It seemed Gordon had no preference for either women or men as he would examine a male slave or a female.

"I prefer women to men, but I like a change occasionally." Gordon said as he saw Richard give him a strange look.

"Everyone for themselves, but I think I'll stay with women." Richard replied as they continued down the line.

"Now there's a woman I would like to have as a slave. I think I'll go and give her a look over." Gordon said as he reached down and grabbed his crotch.

Richard smiled to himself. The woman Gordon was talking about was Allison. He took a perverse delight in watching Allison being belittled in this style. Getting bored on watching his wife getting inspected. He spotted an Oriental slave that took his fancy and went over to investigate.