Pleasure Incorparated

CHAPTER 19****

"They are beautiful Master." Allison exclaimed as she admired the silk panties and the black nylons she had slipped on. Next she stepped into the tight fitting black dress that had a slit along each side of it. She saw by looking in the mirror that anyone could see where the top of her nylons ended and the beginning of her underwear started. She did not care. She thought her whole attire was beautiful.

"I did not buy you a bra. I think your breasts at firm enough without one." Steven said as he watched Allison get dress.

Allison was speechless as she put on a set of ear rings that were little diamond studs. Even her slave collar blended with the dress. She had gotten so accustomed to her collar that she never paid much attention to it any more unless Master Steven was summoning her. Lastly she stepped into a pair of black shoes with a three-inch heel. She felt strange with wearing an actual dress after two weeks.

"Lift up your dress and bend over. I got something else to add." Steven said.

Turning her head sideways she watched her master hold out the butt plug that he made her wear the other day for her to lick. After she had moistened it, Steven pulled the crotch of her panties aside and gently inserted it.

"Thank you Master. Everything is excellent." Everything was exquisite even to the butt plug which made her feel naughty but oh so nice. Just walking across the room, she could feel her aroused nipples pressing against the course material of the dress.

"Tonight. You are to call me Steven."

"Yes Mast . . . Steven." Allison replied.

The waiter pulled her chair out for her when he showed the two to their table. Allison suppressed a moan of pleasure as she felt the little device press further up her bottom as she sat and spread her legs the best she could considering the dress she was wearing.

"I thought dinning Greek tonight was fitting considering this is where it began." Steven remarked as they sipped on their drinks and waited for Mistress Ingrid and Jason to show.

Allison received a further compliment after Steven excused himself from the table and went to the washroom.

Two men were sitting at the table next to theirs when one of the men said to his buddy. "Whose slave is that? Wow she's gorgeous."

"That's Steven's slave. The guy coming back from the washroom."

"I love to have her next time. God she's hot."

Allison took a second look when Mistress Ingrid and Jason arrived. Both were dressed in the same finery as her and Steven. The meal was beyond description as all four dinned on the excellent cuisine. After the meal and two or three glasses of wine Allison had to use the washroom. She did not know if she should ask Steven if she could go or just excuse herself.

"Ma . . . Steven can I go to the washroom?" Allison asked. She thought she better ask considering she was still a slave unto tomorrow.

"Yes you can."

After a few minutes of light conversation once she returned, she could tell that Ingrid and Jason were ready to leave.

"It has been a pleasant evening. However, Ingrid has been waiting anxiously all evening for me to make love to her. Haven't you?" Jason said as he leaned over and gave Ingrid a hug.

"Yes Jason." Ingrid replied.

After Ingrid and Jason left the restaurant hand in hand, Steven looked at Allison as to say. "Well. You're the boss."

"Let's go." Allison said as Steven pulled her chair out from the table.

Allison had a hard time walking back to Steven's bungalow. Her underwear was clinging to her from her arousal and she could feel the butt plug moving around inside her. She was even daring enough as they walked back to Steven's place for her to reached over and squeeze the erection that she could see that Steven had.

She felt flustered as they entered his quarters. Having no experience at being a dominant, she did not know what to do. She looked at Steven as if she was ready to cry. Steven could see what was happening as Allison stood like a statue so he took control.

"Can I remove your clothes?" Steven asked.

"Yes Steven." Allison replied. She was grateful that Steven was politely taking over.

After he had removed her dress, he took each breast in his hand as if he was handling a fragile piece of glass and sucked on each nipple until Allison moaned and pushed him away.

"Allison, please keep on the nylons. You look so sexy in them."

"Remove my panties." Allison said as she lay on the bed.

After Steven had removed her clammy panties, he held them to his nose to smell the pungent odor of Allison's arousal.

"No Steven leave that in." Allison cried as Steven went to remove her butt plug.

Allison rolled Steven on his back and straddled his prone body and leaned down and kissed him. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed his erection and placed it where it was meant to be.

"Fuck me Steven. Fuck me with that big fat cock." Allison moaned in his ear.

"You want to get fucked bitch? I'll fuck you." Steven replied as he wrapped his arms around Allison's back to hold her in place while he drove his pelvis to meet her thrusts.

She was close to coming as she pressed her body against his and continued to kiss him. After two weeks of slavery she knew that a slave was not to have an orgasm before her mistress or master. She did not know if she could hold out that long as she milked Steven's hard erection with her vaginal muscles.

He knew he had lost the race to make her come first but he had an idea as he moved his hand and gently pulled out Allison's butt plug and then shoved it back in.

Allison collapsed on him and listened to the wet sloppy sound that Steven's cock was making in her come drenched vagina. She did not know if she could have stood up if she had to as her lover rolled her over on her back. He started with her lips and kissed his way down her body where again he sucked and gently bit on each of her nipples. When he licked at Allison's exposed vagina, he tried to lap as much of his discharge as he could.

She never had a lover do that before as she had another minnie orgasm before Steven took her head in his hands and kissed her long and hard.

"Steven do you care for a drink?" Allison asked as she ran her tongue over her lips as she got out of bed. She could still taste the essence of their love making as she waited for Steven's reply.

"Make me one of your drinks. A brandy on ice." Steven replied as he reached into the night table drawer and removed a pack of cigarettes.

Returning with two drinks in her hand, Allison sat next to Steven in bed with their backs resting against the head board of the bed.

"I did not know that you smoked." Allison said as she took a sip of her drink while watching the smoke drift toward the open window.

"Occasionally." Steven replied as he took a drag. " Do you care for one?"

"No thank you." She had tried them a few times in college but never acquired a taste for them.

"Steven can you answer a question."

"I might. It all depends on the question."

"What if I wanted to continue being your slave occasionally after tomorrow?" Allison asked as she took another sip of her drink. She had enjoyed the last two weeks and would have liked to continue this master slave relationship.

"Allison, you have been the best slave I have had since coming to this place and I would love to continue our relationship, but I cannot. This might sound strange to you what I'm about to say. I only cheat on my wife once a year, which is when I come here." Steven said.

"I see" Allison replied.

"Rule number one for being a master. Do not get involved emotionally with your slave." Steven said as he put out his cigarette in his empty glass. "But if I ever had the temptation of keeping a slave on the side. You would definitely be the one." Turning his head so that he was looking into her eyes, he kissed her passionately.

"Thank you Steven." Allison said after the kiss.

"What would be your pleasure? Do you want me spanked or sent to the dungeon for the remainder of the evening? Should I phone Peter and have him sent another male or female slave for your pleasure?" Steven asked with a chuckle.

"Oh! Steven no." Allison replied in mock surprise. She knew that if she wanted to, she could be the mistress tonight. " Considering this is our last night together. The only thing I want is to be your slave."

"Get on the floor on your hands and knees, slave." Steven ordered.

"Yes Master." Allison replied as she complied with his order. She knew what Steven was going to do as he got off the bed and hooked her leash to her collar. This what she enjoyed as he walked her out into the living room.

"I think you need to be punished. Have you been a naughty slave?" Steven asked as he sat on the chair. He could not help notice how sexy she looked wearing those black nylons and the three-inch spiked heels.

"Yes Master I have been naughty and I need to be spanked." Allison said in a demure voice. This had become a ritual that she liked. Sometimes Steven would spank her with a belt or a wooden paddle but most of the time he would use the palm of his hand.

"Over my knees."

Allison clinched her buttocks as the first of many whacks landed across her bottom. As tears clouded her eyes, she felt an orgasm begin to stir deep inside her.

Allison cuddled up to Steven after a night of wanton sex. She was happy and contented as they laid on their sides with Steven'.s arms around her. During the early morning hours, Allison felt her master's erection trying to enter her moist vagina. Shifting her body, Steven's cock found her entrance. After a few strokes, his penis was wet enough as he pulled out and to enter his slaves ass. By now Allison was used to objects being inserted in her back passage and had no trouble taking Steven's eight inch cock up her ass. She pushed back as Steven slowly entered his full manhood. With Steven cupping her breast's and him kissing her behind the ears, she let her hand played with her erect clit.Within a short time she felt her body ready to explode.

"Hold, I'm close also Allison." Steven groaned as he felt his ex slaves body ready to come.

Allison learned the hard way from a few good spankings that you do not come until your master or mistress permitted you to. Afterwards she pushed back into the warmth of Steven's body and the two lovers drifted back to sleep.

The next morning the two of them were sharing light conversation and a cup of coffee before they were to go their separate ways, when there was a knock at the door. Allison went over and opened the door with Steven right behind her.

"Good morning. We are checking to see if you need our services." Doctor Redfield said.

It felt like all three of them were staring at Allison when Steven spoke. "It's up to you Allison. You're a free person today."

She took a deep breath and looked at all three of them as she slipped her slave dress off her shoulders and stood in the nude. "It's going to be a long day. Why not." Allison said as she walked into the bathroom.

Richard had purchased Thalia a light-blue sun dress along with a nice set of earrings and a pair of black shoes. Instead of the slaves underwear, she was wearing lace bikini panties with nylons. The only difference with this dress was that he had the seamstress cut two holes in the dress for the nipples of her breasts to protrude through. Richard had also purchased at the local sex shop a set of gold nipple clamps in the style of little crocodiles that he attached to her nipples. A gold chain finished off her wardrobe that hooked the two crocodiles tails together so that the chain dangled between her breasts.

As usual Diana and Gordon joined them for dinner. Gordon was dressed in a casual sports coat that he had purchased in town and Diana was dressed in a smart green dress that complimented her eyes. Diana also was wearing a sexual device but it was not obvious as her fried Thalia. She had a small vibrator inserted in her vagina that just about made her orgasm as she walked.

"Nice jewelry." Gordon complimented Thalia on her nipple clamps as he reached over and gave the chain a light pull that connected the two crocodiles together.

"Thank you Gordon." Thalia groaned as her nipples were pulled taunt.

"And how are you feeling tonight, Diana? Richard asked as he watched her fidgeting in her chair.

"Fine." Diana replied, closing her eyes as she felt a pleasure shock rip through her body from the vibrator inside her.

The meal was exquisite as usual with the men carrying on their own conversation while the woman talked between themselves. After dinner they went over to Bar Aztec for after dinner liqueurs. Richard knew by the odd exchange of eye signals between the women that they had something planned for Gordon and him. After a couple of drinks and a slow dance with each of the women, they said their good nights to each other and retired to their own quarters.

Richard was shocked as he opened his door and found Doctor Redfield and Nurse Carol sitting at the bar enjoying a drink.

"What's the meaning of this?" Richard said turning to Thalia.

"I think you need an enema. You have not had one in over a week." Thalia replied as she unhooked her nipple clamps and massaged her breasts to get the circulation back.

Richard looked at Thalia and then at Doctor Redfield and finally at Nurse Carol before he decided what he was going to do. He knew he could refuse and order the doctor and the nurse to leave, but he was not going to. He slipped off his sports jacket and then started unbuttoning his shirt. Thalia helped him with undoing his shoes and removing his pants. Within seconds he stood nude.

"Follow me." Nurse Carol said as she walked into the bathroom.

Richard was thankful that the doc did not join them. He sat at the bar and poured himself anther drink as Richard followed Nurse Carol. He could not help but have a hard erection as he crouched on the rubber mat on all fours. What made it more humiliating was that Thalia was watching from the doorway.

"I think you should slip one of those cock rings on him." Thalia said.

"Yes, we do not want an accident, do we?" Nurse Carol replied as she slipped the ring over the head of his penis.

Both woman stood and watched him humiliate himself as he sat on the toilet and expell the waste.

"We have a few more enemas to administer tonight." Nurse Carol was saying while she was packing up her equipment.

Richard continued to sit on the toilet while Thalia showed the doctor and nurse to the door. Thalia walked back into the washroom in the nude having disrobed after the doctor and nurse had left.

"Richard. I want a piggy-back-ride." Thalia ordered. He got down on his hands and knees and felt Thalia get on his back.

"Getty up horsey." Thalia said as she reached back and gave Richard a swat across his bottom to get him moving. For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, Thalia rode him around his quarters while periodically slapping him across his rump with a riding crop.

Thalia had just tired of him being her pony when someone knocked on the door.

"Richard please answer the door." Thalia asked. "Don't worry about being naked. That is not something new around here."

Richard opened the door to see Gordon and Diana standing there. He was shocked to see that Gordon was naked except for a pair of Diana's slave panties with a slit for his erection that was standing out. Finishing off Gordon's humiliation was a little leash fastened around his cock that Diana was leading him around with.

"Has Gordon been behaving himself?" Thalia asked as she ran her hand along his erection.

"We had a little problem. Didn't we Gordon?" Diana replied. "Gordon pull down your panties and show Thalia how naughty you were."

"My, he must have been a bad boy." Thalia said while she ran her hand over his bottom.

Richard thought his bottom stung from the slaps he received from Thalia, but Gordon had received a right proper spanking. He was no expert, but he would guess that Gordon received a spanking with a leather strap.

"We are going to be lenient with you two, considering that you have been fair masters to us when we were slaves." Thalia said.

"However, we want to see you jerk each other off." Diana added.

Richard thought for a second about refusing. If the woman would have ordered the men to do anything more than this, he would have refused.

"Who will be first?" Thalia asked.

"I will." Richard said as he positioned himself on one side of Gordon on his knees.

"Here. You'll need this." Thalia said as she handed Richard a tube of lubricant.

He did not pay any attention as Thalia and Diana reclined on the couch and watched. His only concern was to masturbate Gordon to orgasm as quickly as possible. It felt strange masturbating another man but at the same time it felt natural as he heard Gordon's breathing quickened and knew he was close to ejaculating.

Gordon reversed with Richard. Richard closed his eyes as he felt the oily hands of his friend gently take his penis in them. What he thought was going to be a disgusting feeling was turning out to be quite erotic, especially when Gordon ran his oily hand up and down between the cheeks of his ass. Richard was ready to come as Gordon expertly drew him closer to his orgasm. He cried with his orgasm when Gordon stuck his baby finger in his ass. Both men collapsed onto the carpet at their former slaves feet. For some reason that Richard could not figure out, Gordon looked at him and he at Gordon. Then they started a chuckle that turned into giggles and then to outright laughter. The women looked at them as if they were crazy. They did not know what they were laughing about but Thalia and Diana were soon laughing along with them. After a few minutes all four got themselves under control and wiped the tears from their eyes.

"You guys want a drink?" Diana yelled to the men while they were washing their hands.

"Make mine a brandy on ice."

"I think I'll have the same." Gordon replied.

All of them had a drink together and reminisced on the last two weeks. Richard and Gordon had exchange addresses earlier in the day. When Richard mentioned that he might see if Thalia wanted to exchange addresses also, Gordon's advice to him was that it would not be a good idea. His explanation was that Thalia was a season veteran of The Spa and the chances were that she would refuse.

"You're not made at me? Are you Richard?" Thalia asked after they said their goodbys to Diana and Gordon and watched them walk hand and hand back to their bungalow.

"No. Why should I be?"

"You know."

"I found it stimulating."

"I should be punished for what I made you do, Master." Thalia said in her little girl's voice.

No sooner were the words out of her mouth than she found herself sprawled across Richard's lap.

"Yes. You have been a naughty girl." Richard said as he brought his hand down hard across her bottom.