Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 7****

After receiving their slaves, Richard and Gordon and their slaves went to dinner. The men decided on steak and seafood. The food was without a doubt beyond description and as the chef pampered them with delicacies of the sea, the men planned to play a round of golf in the morning. While relaxing with an after dinner brandy, the topic of slaves came up.

"Well Richard, what do you think of your slave?" Gordon asked.

"It's hard to tell. I'll let you know in the morning. How do you like your slave?" Richard asked as he looked at his slave.

"Not too shabby. Stand up." Gordon ordered his slave.

"Yes Master." Diana replied as she stood by the table with her eyes cast down. She was thirty-one with blonde hair that was cut short and a face that was well known in the cosmetic industry. Standing five-foot-eight and a shapely body to go along with her height, she made a striking figure. She was one of the highest paid models in New York and this was her way of escaping. Being a slave was something she would never think of doing outside in the real world but two weeks each year at The Spa was something she needed.

"Stand." Richard ordered his slave.

"Yes Master Richard." Thalia said. Both she and Diana were seasoned slaves having been at The Spa a few times before. While Thalia stood the men discussed her in the same degrading manner as Diana.

"Do you know what I like about her?" Richard said.

"I could think of a few things. I'm sorry. Go ahead and tell me." Gordon replied while he looked over at his slave as she was going to sit back down.

"Who told you that you could sit." Gordon scolded Diana.

"I'm sorry Master." Diana replied in a subdued voice.

"I see that you need to get back into thinking like a slave. I'll refresh your memory later tonight." Gordon said.

"I'm sorry Richard. Go ahead with what you were saying."

"I like her small breasts. They're just the right size to match her height." Richard said as he scanned her five foot frame and her long jet black hair. Richard had wondered what it would be like to experience an oriental woman.

"If you don't have any objections, maybe we can swap slaves for a night during our vacation. I would like to see what your slave is like." Gordon said as he looked Thalia up and down.

"It might be interesting." Richard replied.

"I don't know about you, but I think I'll take my leave and see you tomorrow morning." Gordon said as he got up to leave.

"Are you going to punish me, Master?" Thalia asked while Richard was leading her by the leash as they walked back to his bungalow.

"Do you think you need punishing?" Richard replied with a question. This was all new to him but one thing he knew for sure was that he had an erection for most of the afternoon and that Thalia was going to give him the relief he needed.

"Oh yes Master. I've been a naughty girl and you should spank me." Thalia said in a little girl's voice.

"You can tell me later why I should spank you. However, if you need to be disciplined, you'll get it." Richard replied in a stern voice. He had never really spanked anyone before, unless he was fooling around with Allison.

"Yes Master." Thalia said as she concealed a smile while she obediently followed her Master.

"Strip." Richard ordered as he stood in the middle of his room with his arms folded over his chest.

"Yes Master." Thalia replied.

After she had stripped, Richard left her standing while he went and returned with one of the paddles he spotted in the chest that was in the bedroom.

"Bend over my knee." Richard commanded once he had made himself comfortable in one of the cushioned chairs.

"Are you going to punish me, Master?" Thalia said after positioning herself across his lap.

"It's no concern of yours if I do or don't." Richard said while he ran his hands over her nice rounded bottom. Before she could prepare herself for the spanking, Richard brought the paddle down hard on her bottom. Just as she cried out, Richard had connected with another blow to her bottom. She put up quite a fight, but with Richard holding her hands in the small of her back, she had no other choice but submit to the spanking. He had never hit a person like that; he did not know what got into him but he was enjoying himself as be kept on spanking her until she stopped wriggling and his arm got sore.

"What can I do for my Master?" Thalia said between sobs as she rubbed her sore bottom while laying on the floor at Richards feet.

"On your hand's and knees and turn around." Richard ordered her in a firm voice.

Kicking off his shoes and stripping the rest of his clothes off, Richard sat back in the chair and wrapped his hand around his erection. While he played with his penis, he ordered Thalia to wriggle her well spanked behind. As she did, he admired the paddle marks' on it. Kneeling behind her Richard moaned as he roughly shoved his erect penis into Thalia's moist vagina. He knew that his orgasm was close at hand as his penis repeatedly battered her moist vagina.

"Oh yes Master. Fuck me. Fuck me." Thalia cried as her orgasm peaked.

Richard felt the heat that came off her bottom as his penis entered. As his passion built, he pushed one last time and leaned over her and squeezed her tiny breasts in his hands as he spewed his seed into her. They stayed in that position until Richard felt his penis begin to return to normal. Rolling off Thalia, he lay on his back and watched as she cleaned his slowly his penis of their mingled juices with her mouth.

He had only been a master a short time but he liked it. The thoughts going through his head made his penis begin to stir again.

"Keep sucking." Richard ordered as Thalia stopped.

"Yes Mast." She began to say before Richard gently but firmly thrust her mouth back onto his penis.

"Let's see what we have? Strip." Steven ordered Allison once they were in his place.

"Yes Master." Allison replied while slipping the dress off her shoulders and bending over and folding it neatly. Slipping off her sandals, she then removed her panties and laid them with the dress on the chair. With her heart beating wildly, she stood in the proper style of a slave with her eyes cast down and her hands folder in front of her as she waited for what her Master wanted of her.

"Keep your head up and push your chest out." Steven said.

"Yes Master."

"A little small in the tit department." Steven commented.

He offended her with that remark. Her breasts were one of her best features. She did not say anything as Steven took them in his hands and fondled them.

"Bend over and grab your ankles."

"Yes Master." Allison replied. Spreading her legs apart, she bent over and grasped her ankles. With her hair in her eyes, she followed the movement of her Master through the vee of her legs.

"You need to lose a few pounds back here." Richard commented as he ran his hands over her behind.

She knew she needed to lose a few pounds, which was something she was going to do later this winter. She was not paying attention to what Steven was doing until she felt his hand land a hard swat on her bottom.

"Ouch!" Allison groaned out loud.

"You say something, Slave."

"No Master."

"Bend over in front of me." Steven ordered while he sat on the couch and leaned forward.

"Yes Master." Allison complied as again she spread her legs and grasp her ankle's.

"We must have been thinking naughty thoughts." Steven said as two of his fingers entered her wet vagina.

She did not answer him as he continuously kept his fingers traveling in and out of her love cove. If he kept this up, she was going to lose control and orgasm all over his hand.

"Don't even think it, slave?" Steven said. He knew she was getting close to getting off, but he was going to deny her it. Removing his fingers from their location, he ran them down the crevice of her bottom.

"Spread your cheeks." Steven ordered.

"Yes Master." She replied. Moving her hands from her ankles, she complied with his wishes. Holding her breath, she felt the pressure of a moist finger slowly entering her rectum.

"Loosen up." Steven said as he forced his finger a little further up the dark passage.

" Please stop Master. It hurts." Allison begged. It really did not hurt that much, actually it felt rather good. What she was afraid of was accidently making an embarrassing noise.

"Hush. You'll be taking something a lot bigger then my finger up there." Steven remarked as he removed his finger.

Once he had finished probing her, he had her remove his clothes and fold them neatly.

Steven was standing in his underwear with his hands on his waist, looking down on Allison. With her kneeling on the floor, she reached up to remove her Master's last piece of clothing. Pulling down his underwear over his hips she could see that he had an erection as it sprang free from the confinement of the underwear. She had seen plenty of cocks before. She would think it was about the same size as Richard's about seven inches.

"Sit on the couch beside me." Steven said.

"Yes Master." Allison replied.

Without saying a word, Steven forced her legs apart once she got off the floor and sat next to him. She did not know if he wanted her do anything as he leaned down and took a sensitive nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it as his hand caressed the rest of the breast. Reaching awkwardly with her left hand, she started to stroke his rock hard penis with her hand.

"I want to watch as you play with yourself." Steven whispered in her ear after sucking on each breast. Taking her hand off his cock, he placed it on her sex and watched as she timidly started to stroke her clit.

Arranging his body so that one arm went behind her neck, he could pull on the nipples of the one breast with his two fingers. His other hand could do the same on her other nipple when his arm crossed his body.

"Slip lower. Finger fuck yourself." Steven ordered.

With her slipping lower on the couch, her breast's were pulled taut as Steven kept a firm hold on her sensitive nipples. When she eased two fingers' up her wet vagina, she let out a long lustful moan.

"Are you going to come?" Steven asked in a low voice as he nibbled on her ear lob.

"Yes . . . Oh God . . . Yes, Yes." Allison moaned as her fingers' moved faster in and out of her pussy, while her other hand was feverishly rubbing her clit. Allison never in her life had ever masturbated in front of another person. That was something you did in private. Yet for some reason ever since she had become a slave, a change had come over her that she could not believe. Not only was she doing things that she would not have done elsewhere, but she was enjoying them.

"You never asked permission if you could come. You're a naughty slave, I'm going to have to punish you for that." Steven said after he had watched her bring herself to a nerve-racking orgasm.

"I'm sorry Master." Allison sobbed when she removed her fingers and let herself come back down to earth.

"It's kind of late to apologize." Steven said after he had forced her off the couch and back on the carpet and took a step forward so that his penis was leveled with her face.

Allison did not need to be told what to do. As she went to take Steven's penis in her hands, he grabbed her hands.

"Use only your mouth." Steven said after he had taken her two hands in his.

"Yes Master." Allison replied as she crouched on the floor.

"Stay!" Steven ordered as he let go of her hands and walked into a room that was off to Allison's right.

He was gone only a minute, but upon returning Allison shuddered when she saw what he had in his hands. Dangling from his hand were two pairs of handcuffs. Steven fastened her hands behind her back and the other set of cuffs were secured around her ankles, connecting the two sets of cuffs there was a chain.

Steven pulled on the back of her hair so that it tilted her head upwards and he was looking into her hazel blue eyes.

"Open wide." Steven commanded as he stepped forward and directed the tip of his penis in her wide-open mouth.

Oral sex was not new to her as she applied her talents on pleasing her Master with her mouth. Allison never thought that being at the mercy of someone could be so inconceivably stimulating. Standing with his legs spread and his hands on his waist, he watched as she sucked him off. Every so often he would grab the back of her head and force her to take his penis in her mouth a little further.

She knew he was getting close to coming as she tasted the salty flavor of his arousal and she renewed her efforts to please him. With her saliva coating his penis, she could take all of him at once. She was hoping that he would orgasm soon, her jaw was beginning to hurt from having to keep it open so wide to adapt to his organ.

The first volley of his arousal hit the back of her mouth and she swallowed it eagerly. A feeling of contentment washed over her as she willingly accepted the rest of her Master's seed. She breathed through her nose while he pressed her head against his body while his penis slowly shrunk in size. Removing his penis from her mouth, he took her face in his hand and looked at the mess that it was in.

"A little sloppy." Steven said. With his finger he cleaned his spent sperm and her saliva that had seeped from her mouth and had dribbled down her chin off her face.

"I'm sor . . . " Allison started to say before Steven held his finger up to Allison's mouth for her to clean off. She knew what was expected of her without him saying anything. As she licked his fingers, for some reason this whole degrading act was making her horny. He had just removed his fingers from her mouth when there was a knock on the door.

She stole a look at who was at the door from her subdued position on the floor. Looking up with her downcast eyes she saw that it was Peter, this was the man who made her strip when they first arrived.

"Come in Peter. Can I get you a drink?" Steven asked as he ushered his guest in. It seemed it did not matter to Steven that he was still in the nude.

"No thank you. Steven. I just dropped by to see how you were making out with the new slave." Peter replied.

"She's learning." Steven said as he stroked Allison's hair and forced her head against his thigh.

"I see you already had to discipline her." Peter remarked as he could not help but notice the shackles on her.

She figured that Steven would get spoken to about the way he was treating her. She was not prepared for what happened next.

"No. I made her perform oral sex on me. She has quite a talent for sucking cock. She's one of the best I had." Steven replied as his fingers twinned themselves in her hair.

She could not believe that the two men were openly talking about that in front of her. She went beet red from embarrassment when Steven ask Peter if he wanted to sample her talents. Thank God he declined.

"I was just going to string her up and give her a good spanking. You're quite welcome to stay and watch? That's if you care?" Steven asked while he patted her head as if she was a dog.

"If you don't mind. I think I will. It's always a thrill watching a newcomer getting strung up. What kind of strap are you going to use?" Peter replied as he made himself comfortable in a chair next to Allison.

"I was thinking of using a light wooden paddle." Steven replied.

"Slave, has anyone punished you in this style?" Peter asked.

"No Master." Allison replied. She thought she should use the word master for Peter. She did not know the proper form of respect to use. But one thing she did learn so far with her short time here at The Spa was that she was only a slave and no matter how amount of pleading she did the masters would do as they pleased. She knew she was going to get spanked. By showing respect, she hoped the spanking would not be too severe.

"A wise choice on the right instrument for the spanking." Peter said to Steven. He sat and watched as Steven unlocked Allison's restraints and helped her to her feet. Again he handcuffed her, but this time with her hands over her head. Steven fastened the handcuffs it to an eye-hook that was bolted to the ceiling.

Standing on her tiptoes with her arms stretched above her head, she followed Steven with her eyes as he went over to the bar and poured himself a drink. From somewhere in the complex, she heard a cry coming from a male elsewhere in the complex.

"Sounds as if someone else is getting punished." Steven said as he leisurely sipped his drink and carried on a conversation with Peter.

Allison braced herself as Steven finally walked over to her. He had left her hanging there for a good half hour and she was feeling the strain of it. Every so often she heard the same man cry out in pain or in ecstasy.

"Kiss it." Steven ordered her when he held the paddle up to her lips.

"Please Master, have pity on me." Allison pleaded with Steven. After kissing the paddle he never said anything as he walked behind her. She closed her eyes knowing what to expect. The first stroke jolted her but it did not hurt like she thought it would. The next six strokes were of the same intensity. If the rest of the spanking would be like this there was no need of being nervous. She was ashamed to admit it but she was getting turned on.

"You enjoying this slave?" Steven said, pulling her hair so that she was looking up at the ceiling as he spoke into her ear.

"No Master."

"We'll see." Steven replied as he continued to administer the paddle to her bottom.

She could not tell when the paddling she was receiving turned from being pleasant to hurting. Maybe it was after a dozen strokes, she did not know. However, her bottom felt as if it was on fire and as he applied each additional stoke she cried out. Steven was a master with the paddle, he time each stroke just when Allison unclinched her buttocks so she would get the full effect of the paddle.

"Are we still enjoying ourselves?" Steven asked as he stopped his spanking of her.

"Please Master. Stop. Ohhhh please." Allison begged as tears ran down her face.

"How would you like to be kept tied up for the rest of the night?" Steven teased.

"Oh please Master. No. I'll do anything for you. Let me suck you off again. Oh Master, Please don't keep me like this." She cried. With tears streaming down her face, Steven took pity on her and released her from her bonds.

Steven surprised her when he lowered himself to the floor and unhooked her restraints and than kissed her passionately on the lips. After breaking off the kiss he gently laid her down on her back and crawled between her outstretched legs. She turned her head to see what Peter was doing and noticed that he had left sometime during her punishment. Steven was a connoisseur at oral sex. As his tongue circled her clit, he gently inserted his middle into her wet vagina. As he brought her to new peaks of sexuality, she closed her eyes and raised her hips to meet his talented tongue and finger.

"I'm going to come." Allison moaned while Steven was softly sucking on her sensitive clit.

"No your not." Steven said as he stopped what he was doing. "I forbid it. I want you aroused at all times."

Steven positioned himself between Allison's legs and entered her gently with his penis.

Wrapping her legs around him, she bit back the urge to let herself have an orgasm. Letting herself come would be so easy. But her Master denied her to have one until he gave her permission.

He picked up his pace in his love making and she knew he was going to ejaculate as he hugged her a little tighter. With her whispering little love words in his ear, she felt him go rigid as he erupted inside her.

Afterwards, he allowed her to relax in the whirlpool bath with him. The warm water helped her painful bottom and aching body. Steven eased up on his superiority over her a little by allowing her to have a drink with him as both relaxed in the whirlpool.

"You'll sleep here tonight with me." He told her as she was toweling him off.

"Yes Master." Allison replied. Steven was a strange man she was thinking. At times he treated her as almost an equal as when he had made love to her. Still, he had denied her an orgasm although she wanted one. When the two of them were in the whirlpool, he made her slide over one of the water jets that was aimed at her sex. It seemed he took a perverse pleasure in watching her squirm in anguish about not being allowed to have an orgasm.

"Do you have to go to the washroom before going to bed?" Steven asked when Allison was drying herself off with his discarded towel.

"Not right now Master." She replied.

"You better go now. You'll be chained to your bed tonight. We would not like you to have an accident. Would we?" Steven remarked

"You don't have to tie me up Master. I won't run away."

"Oh. I'm not worried about you running. I don't want you playing with yourself after I have gone to sleep. If I remember correctly, you were begging me to let you come." Steven said.

"Yes Master." Allison replied. She knew she was beat as she went and sat on the toilet. She would never get used to doing this in the presence of another person. Glancing up at Steven who was standing by the doorway watching her as she was relieving herself.

Laying in bed on her back after Steven handcuffed her hands to the bed posts, she thought back on the day she had. Steven knew want she was going to do. When he denied her the pleasure of having an orgasm, she had it in the back of her mind to release the need herself later. She was a little uncomfortable but she knew she would not have a hard time going to sleep. The last thought she had before sleep overtook her was how Richard was doing.