Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 8****

Richard awoke with the warmth of a beautiful tropical morning flooding through the open window. With his eyes still closed, he took a deep breath and smelt the aroma of fresh brewed coffee. He basked in contentment of knowing that he was on vacation before opening his eye's.

"Is my Master awake?" Thalia said while she sat on the floor and watched Richard.

"What time is it?" He asked after he finished stretching.

"Seven o'clock Master." Thalia replied.

"Is that coffee I smell?" Richard asked as he swung his feet onto the floor.

"Yes Master."

"Get me a cup while I go to the bathroom." Richard said as he went into the washroom.

Richard was not paying attention while he was standing at the toilet with his penis in his hand when Thalia walked up to him.

"Here let me do that for you. Master. " She said as she calmly took his penis in her hand and aimed it into the toilet bowl. She liked this Master. She was hoping that he was not like some of the other masters she had who were afraid to show their forcefulness. So far Master Richard had dominated her the way she like it.

When Richard got over the shock of someone holding his cock while he peed, he followed Thalia out into the living room where she had his coffee waiting for him on the coffee table.

"I don't know what you like in your coffee, Master?" She said after he sat on the couch and her on the floor.

"One sugar and cream." Richard replied.

Sitting back and sipping his coffee, he felt himself begin to get aroused as he looked at Thalia.

"Masturbate for me." Richard ordered while he took his semi hard erection in his hand and started stroking it.

"Yes Master." Thalia said. Sticking two of her fingers in her mouth to get them moist she then ran them over her vulva as she spread her legs.

The last thing on Richard's mind was his golf game with Roger. He kept stroking himself as he told Thalia to get into different positions. With him coming three times the night before, he had a harder time than usual obtaining an erection. Sitting his emptied coffee cup on the end-table, he stood and walked over to Thalia who was laying on the floor.

"Ram that finger up your ass." Richard directed Thalia while he jerked his penis over her face. Whatever got into him he did not know. He never did this kind of stuff with Allison. Yet ever since he had been here at The Spa, he had been hornier and kinkier then ever. He was going to take advantage of it as he felt himself ready to come. He was thinking how good that felt as he watched his come hit Thalia in the face.

"Can I come, Master?" Thalia begged as the last of his come landed on her.

"Clean yourself up first, with your finger." Richard said as he leaned down and stuck the come splattered palm of his hand to her lips.

"Thank you, Master." Thalia said as she started to lick his palm.

"I'll be taking a bath. When you're finished, you can help with it." Richard said while he watched her clean his sperm from her face with her finger. Last night he had been pretty lenient with her. Allowing her to come anytime she wanted. Well today is going to be different, she'll have to do a little more begging than last night.

"What will you do when I'm playing golf?" Richard asked as Thalia washed his back.

"There's all kind of things for us slaves to do. However, most of all we'll be waiting for our Master's command." She replied as she continued bathing him.

Allison was still shackled to the bed as she listened to Steven taking his shower. She was hoping that he would finish soon so that he could free her. As she lay in bed, she was thinking of how yesterday seemed as if it was a dream. The reservation she had on becoming a slave was not near as bad as she feared.

"Maybe he might make love to me this morning." Allison was thinking. She was aroused when she went to bed last night. One orgasm was never enough for her and this morning her state of arousal was worst as she squeezed her legs together. With her mind thinking wicked thoughts, it would not take much for her to orgasm.

"It looks as if my little slave is aroused." Steven whispered in her ear. Allison screamed when he did that. She must have dozed off and never heard Steven enter the room.

After unlocking her handcuff, she followed him as he entered the bathroom. She had just about got over her disgust of doing her personal business in front of other people, she figured if they got off on watching a person pee, so be it. Upon entering the bathroom, it surprised her that there were two other people in the room.

"This is Doctor Redfield and Nurse Carol. There here to give you your morning enema." Steven said.

Doctor Redfield stood a little on the short side, standing about five foot five and was in his late forties with the first signs of gray creeping into his hair. His counterpart, Nurse Carol was about forty with shoulder length auburn hair and standing close to six feet.

Something that Allison noticed about herself was that she had been paying closer attention on how physically fit a person was. She could tell these two people looked after their selves, also they carried a look of authority about them.

Allison did not know what to do. She looked at Steven with pleading eyes. It was one thing for people watching you as you relieved yourself, but this was totally different. She did not say anything as she went to slip past Steven who was standing by the door.

"No, you don't" Steven said as he caught her in his arms as she tried to wriggle past him.

"Please Master." Allison moaned.

"If you cooperate. It will be easier on you." Nurse Carol said as she grabbed Allison's legs. Nurse Carol and Doctor Redfield had been with The Spa since it started. Neither one of them would think of missing a session. Both had their own special reasons for being here. It definitely was not for money as both donated their time.

Carol was used to handling rebellious slaves. While they laid her on the rubber mat on the floor, Steven held down her shoulders while Carol stood over her and forced her legs over her head so that it raised her bottom a little. She screamed and begged to be let go to no avail. She watched in terror as Doc Redfield slipped on a pair of plastic gloves and then took a tube of something from his medicine bag. Allison did not have to guess what was going to happen next. With her eyes shut tight, she felt the ointment being spread around the entrance of her anus and then a finger with the ointment on it being forced up her bottom. After he removed the finger, Doc Redfied inserted another object. Then the most awful feeling came over her as the solution from the enema entered her. With never having an enema, she did not know what to expect.

"This is enough for now." Doc Redfield said as he felt Allison's abdomen with his hand.

After a short time, which felt a lot longer for her, the doctor removed the hose from her anus. She had thought that she had been through enough humiliation, but she was not prepared for the three of them watching her as she sat on the toilet expelling her waste.

She was thinking how humiliating this was, this has to be the most disgusting thing that had ever happened to her. As she looked up into her masters eyes after she wiped her bottom, he gave her a nod of approval and continued his conversation with Doctor Redfield and Nurse Carol. After the doctor and the nurse had left, Steven permitted her to have a coffee with him before she went to her exercises.

"You will be taking exercises while you're here." Steven explained.

"Yes Master." Allison replied. With her sitting across from Steven, he could see her crotch as she sat with her legs spread. She smiled to herself as she looked and seen the effect she had on him. Without any embarrassment he adjusted the erection he had as he stood up.

"I'll show you where the gym is. I want to see some other guests that I know." Steven said.

Steven surprised Allison when he did not put her lease on her. He explained that wearing a lease was only for show and he did not always use one on his slaves. So with her following a few steps behind him, he escorted her to the gym that was in the general area as the restaurants.

It took her a few moments to adjust the dimness of the gym as she stepped out of the morning sunshine of the tropics. Looking about, she saw Alicia standing by herself.

Walking over and greeting her, the two women stood and chatted a few minutes until Allison motioned to Alicia for them to have a seat so that they would not have to stand while they talked.

"No thank you. You go ahead and sit." Alicia said as she rubbed her bottom.

"Why?" Allison asked.

"Mistress Meka is an excellent mistress, but she loves that strap." Alicia said with a weak smile.

"I know the feeling. I got it last night, also" Allison replied. For some reason this sounded funny, having a conversation like this. The two women stated to snicker as they meet each others eyes.

"What I found that I hated the most was Master Steven had that Doc Redfield and the nurse what's her name, give me an enema. I'm going to make a complaint about that." Allison continued to say once she could talk without laughing.

"If I were you, I won't complain. All the slaves here have had their morning enema." Alicia said.

"All of them, even you?" Allison asked.

"Yes even me. While we're doing our morning exercises, the other slaves are getting their morning enemas. You see the doctor and nurse are here for the protection of us slaves. While they're doing that dastardly deed of cleaning us out, they're checking on our well being. They want to make sure that our masters or mistresses don't get carried away with punishing us." Alicia said.

"So even if I did complain it would not stop me from getting a morning enema." Allison asked.

"No, it wouldn't. It might even make it rougher on you." Alicia said.

"What do you mean, that by complaining that it might be rougher on me?" Allison asked.

"I know with me, if Mistress Mika found out that I complained about her treatment of me. Let's just say that she would get her revenge on me." Alicia said. About than she turned to watch a middle age man walk into the gym.

"Okay slaves line up single file." Tim Jansen the fitness instructor ordered. Tim was another professional person. He was a physical fitness trainer for a major baseball team and he took the winter session of the winter exercise classes.

"My name is Master Tim, and don't forget it. Now, everyone strip down to your underwear." Tim ordered.

"Master Tim."

"Yes"

"Master Tim my Master took my underwear. I'm not wearing any." Tanya said. She was the same blond that Allison had seen yesterday.

"Well, well, I guess you'll have to do our exercise in the nude. Strip!" Tim ordered. " I want everyone to pick a partner. Some of these exercises will require pairs." Tim said as he walked up and down the line of slaves while all of them stood in their underwear but for Tanya.

For the next half hour, Tim put the six female and four male slaves through their morning exercises. At one point Allison thought she was going to drop from exhaustion but she managed to continue until Tim called a ten minute rest break. The next half hour was just as grueling and when Master Tim told everyone to run two laps of the track, you could hear the groans coming from the slaves.

"Okay slaves, that's it. Be here tomorrow at the same time." Tim said. This was one job he enjoyed as he watched the slaves get dress. He spotted one or two male slaves that he took a fancy to. By the end of this two-week session, he knew he would get to sample some of them.

"Wow. I don't know if I'm more hungry or in need of a shower." Alicia said while she slipped her dress over her head.

" I know what I want. A shower." Allison replied as she wiped the sweat from under her breasts with her dress before she put it on.

"Well why not go back to our place and get human, then go out for breakfast." Alicia said.

"Sounds good to me. Let's go." Allison said.

Standing under the shower, Allison never thought water could feel so good. After scrubbing the grime from her body, she washed and rinsed her hair after which she took care on applying her makeup. Allison was sitting and looking through a magazine when Alicia walked out of her room. She had forgotten how aroused she was when she awoke this morning until she saw Alicia walk out to meet her. The chemistry must have been the same with Alicia because both women stopped and looked at each other with longing in their eyes.

"Are we ready . . . I could eat a horse?" Allison stammered.

"Yes. Let's go." Alicia said.

On the way over Alicia explained about the eatery that the slaves used. Allison was just barely paying attention to what Alicia was saying. She was still confused with the sexual feelings for Alicia that was going through her mind. She did have a couple of sexual experiences with another woman, but that was a long time ago and she thought she was over those feelings.

The restaurant for the slaves was of the same high quality food as the regular restaurants, the only thing missing was the fancy decor. A few of the slaves that they had their exercises with were also there and the two women acknowledge their fellow slaves. Another thing about the restaurant was that it was ala carte. As Alicia commented with a chuckle 'You can't have people waiting on slaves. It just isn't right.' With that statement both women looked at each other and broke up laughing. Allison laughed so hard that her sides hurt. After both woman finally stopped laughing, they got a food tray and got in line to see what there was to eat. By the smell of the food, they knew that they would not be disappointed with the buffet.

The women were relaxing over a second cup of coffee when Allison received her first jolts that came from her collar.

"It looks like your master is summoning you." Alicia said as she watched Allison look around the restaurant.

"Yes. Can you tell me where the computer terminal is?" Allison asked as she was getting up from the table.

"In the far corner. By the washroom." Alicia pointed Allison in the right direction.

Stepping up to one of the three terminals, Allison entered the proper response.

SLAVE ALLISON

After a few seconds the reply appeared on the screen.

MEET ME AT BEAUTY SALOON

When she arrived back at the table, Allison told Alicia what Steven wanted before she left.

"If your master gets finished with you early enough I'll be at the pool if you want to join me." Alicia said with a smile on her face.

"Did you have a good day so far?" Steven said when Allison arrived.

"Yes Master."

"You need a hair cut. Follow me." Steven ordered. With Allison a couple of steps behind, he entered the beauty saloon.

"Good morning Steven. What can I do for you today?" Pierre said in French while he shook Steven's hand. Just like so many of his fellow proprietors who were at The Spa, whenever he could make it to a session, he would donate his services. Pierre ran his own successful hair saloon in Paris France.

Allison's French was not the greatest but she did understand most of the conversation that Steven and Pierre had. One thing she did understand was when Steven ordered a special haircut for his slave. When Allison heard the word special, she cringed. She had only been here a day but she knew already that nothing was done for the slaves benefit.

"When you're finished, I'll be at the Greek restaurant." Steven said as he was leaving.

"Yes Master."

"Strip." Pierre ordered with a smile on his face.

Once she had striped, Pierre told her to sit in the barber's chair after he had laid a towel on it. She was more than embarrassed as Pierre ran his finger along the groove of her sex. With her face turning a couple of shades of red, she was ashamed of herself for being so turned on. Ever since she had arrived at this resort, she was in a consent state of arousal.

"My. You seemed to be a little moist?" Pierre said as he ran his finger under his nose as he breathed deeply before licking his finger.

Allison did not say anything. She knew how aroused she was without anybody telling her.

"Answer me slave."

"Yes Master. I am aroused." Allison replied with the right response. They told her upon entering this complex that a slave was to reply to any of the hired help as Master or Mistress. That included hair stylist or any number of the hired help from a waiter or waitress to a maid or chef.

She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she felt the warm shaving cream being spread over her pubic area. Within a matter of minutes Pierre had shaved her pubic area clean of any hair. However, the most humiliating part was yet to come.

"Stand up and bend over. I want to make sure that your bottom is hair free." Pierre ordered.

She could have died when she went to stand. Without knowing it, she had an audience of about four people that had watched as the barber shaved her.

"How spread those ass cheeks with your hands. I don't want to nick you with the razor." Pierre commanded.

Thank God within a few minutes her ordeal was over and he allowed her to get dress.

As she finished dressing and was about to leave she glanced at Pierre as he cleared his throat. With the look in his eyes, she knew what he wanted.

"Thank you Master." Allison said.

"Next." Pierre said as the next person took the seat. " Damn it, I like a will mannered slave." Pierre was thinking as he started on his next customer.

She had had her pubes shaved before but now as she walked to meet her Master, she never felt so sensual in her life.

Taking a quick glance around the restaurant, she spotted Master Steven sitting with two other people. Standing with her eyes cast down she knew in his own good time that her master would recognize her presence.

"Lift your dress and pull down your panties." Steven ordered.

Feeling a little self conscious, she lifted her dress and hooked it at the waist and then bending a little at the waist as she rolled her panties over her hips and down her legs.

"That's far enough." Steven remarked when she had rolled them to around her knees.

Standing with her panties around her knees, Steven ordered her to squat and bend forward as she held onto the table for support. She knew what to expect, but she could not help but jump as her master's fingers ran their way over her clean-shaven area.

"Hm. He did a good job of shaving her. I just might have my slave shaved. That looks kind of cute." Mistress Meka said as she watched Steven examine Allison.

"Here feel for yourself." Steven commented as he lightly patted Allison on the rear for her to move so that her bottom was now facing Meka.

"The shaving must have done something to your slave. She is ready to go off like a rocket." Meka said as her fingers tortured Allison's secret parts with light caresses. After examining Allison to her satisfaction she ordered Allison to kneel in front of her.

"Clean my fingers of your filth." Meka ordered as she held out her fingers for Allison to lick them.

It was not until Allison was meekly making her way out of the restaurant that she spotted her husband and another man sitting watching her. A perverse sensation ran through her body knowing that her husband had witnessed her recent humiliation. On her way to join Alicia the thought ran through her to go back to her room and masturbate. God, she was so fucking horny. Still, she wanted to become a slave and just like everything else she did, she wanted to be the best. She'll just go and join her friend at the pool and relax.

Once Allison had left the restaurant, Steven asked the waiter to bring him a telephone.

"Give me security." Steven asked.

"This is Master Steven and I would like for you to monitor my slaves quarters."

"Slave Allison."

"Yes. Let me know if she attempts anything."

"Thank you." Steven replied as he handed the phone back to the waiter.

"Do you think your slave will be tempted to play with herself?" Meka asked.

"You said yourself she was ready to orgasm when you were feeling her." Steven replied.

 

"Well Richard, how did it go your first night here?" Gordon asked as the men shook hands with each other before teeing off.

"I think I could get used to having a slave. How about yourself?" Richard replied with a chuckle.

"I though Diana was going to fuck me to death. I was thinking, how do you feel on getting our slaves to put on a girl show for us?" Gordon probed.

"A grand idea. Still, I think we should play golf before I change my mind about playing and summon Thalia." Richard said as he took a wood from his golf bag and walked up to the first tee.

The men were glad that they had chosen an early morning round of golf. By the time they had finished both of them were perspiring as they walked off the course.

"How about grabbing something to eat?" Richard asked as the men were showering.

"That sounds like a good idea. Where do you want to eat?" Gordon replied.

"It doesn't matter to me." Richard said.

"Let's try the Spanish restaurant. They put on a good buffet for lunch." Gordon responded.

Once they finished showering and dressing the men leisurely started walking toward the restaurants. On the way Gordon explained that only two restaurants per day put on a lunch buffet.

"At one time all four had a breakfast and lunch spread. They stopped when they found out there was too much waste so the restaurant's cut back to two different restaurants per day looking after breakfast and lunch." Gordon explained as they walked.

Breakfast and lunch was informal but the food was still beyond description as the chefs took pride in every delicacy they made. As the men relaxed with a drink, the conversation was on their recent golf game. They were not paying attention when a woman walked over to their table.

"Good morning. How are the two of you doing?" Meka asked. When she and her two male companions walked in, she had no trouble spotting Richard and Gordon sitting in the far corner.

"Good morning." Richard said in surprise. Gordon followed with the similar reply to Meka and then shaking hands with her and the two men. Richard knew one of the men from yesterday, but not the other. He introduced himself and shook hands with Steven. After talking for a few minutes, Meka's party excused themselves with promises of meeting up together later. When they retired to a table on the other side of the room, Gordon and Richard continued with their earlier conversation.

"There's that slave again. God she's beautiful." Gordon remarked as he looked over at the doorway when Allison timidly walked in looking for her master.

"Yes. She looks good." Richard replied as he casually continuing eating his lunch.

After Allison had left the restaurant, Richard took his leave also. The two men talked for a few minutes about meeting again for dinner with their slaves at eight o'clock. What Richard wanted was to do some investigating on his own. He did not want his slave or anyone around, he just wanted to be by himself. A big worry was lifted from his shoulders, he was worried how Allison was making out. As he made his way to his quarters, he knew his wife was in good hands.