Training To Serve

Trained To Serve

Vic’s hands were sweating furiously as he tried to remain calm rubbing his hands along his dry pant legs for the fifth time in almost an hour. He absolutely hated flying. The hum of the jet engines filled the passenger compartment. Vic looked over at his wife Sandy. She was finally asleep. Vic knew she hadn’t slept in three days and he sure wasn’t going to wake her now.

  They were the only two passengers on the private two engine jet that took off from Chattanooga that night. Vic heard their escort talking on the phone that evening that two other couples didn’t show up for the trip. Vic hardly blamed them either. He and Sandy almost changed their minds a couple days ago when they got their last call from the resort telling them where to board the plane to the Island.

  Vic know all about Eban. He had a cozy job at one of the banks in Chattanooga before the merger. One of the men who lost his job along with Vic told him about the Island resort. Said he had a friend who worked there a few years back. Told Vic all about the place. What to expect. The whole scenario. What intrigued Vic about the place was the payoff. Vic knew it was going to be a trade off. His normal life as a young married man with a bright future ahead of him.

  Not so much of a future after he had lost his job at the bank. Sandy was devastated about Vic losing his job. Sandy worked part time as a photographer. Free-lance doing weddings and such. They were going to move out of their tiny apartment and buy a house. Have kids, blah blah blah. They needed money. Vic needed a job.

  At twenty seven Vic knew he had his whole life ahead of him. A couple years at this silly resort was going to change everything. It took Vic almost a month to convince Sandy about Eban. He told her just enough not to scare her. Sandy was two years younger than Vic. They married straight out of college and were going to be celebrating their forth wedding anniversary in two weeks. That was one of the reasons why Sandy was so upset. She knew all about the forced divorces. She knew nothing about how the ex-wives worked for their money at Eban. As far as Sandy knew, she would be working as a house keeper or something of that nature. They also told their families that they would be working as missionary’s for two years.

  Vic figured it all out on paper for Sandy. How much they would earn a month working at the resort. He was finally  able to convince Sandy to sign their employment papers. The idea of divorcing didn’t bother Sandy as much after Vic had a long talk to her about it only being paperwork.

Sandy was naive about something’s but not stupid. Not telling Sandy all the gory details was his only alternative. Sandy started getting excited about the money too. After all it was two million dollars guaranteed plus bonuses.

Vic heard that they train the ex-wives to service these high profile blacks at the resort. Vic never considered himself a pervert but found himself with a stiff cock every time he’s think about Sandy servicing a well hung black guy. He always enjoyed looking at amateur interracial porn on the internet. He’d have those cuckold fantasy’s for a long time but never mentioned anything to Sandy before.

Vic felt guilty about the way he was thinking.  He was not only nervous and scared but excited at the same time. Vic’s cock was getting hard again as he watched Sandy sleep. She was brought up by a good Christian family with good values. That meant Vic had to sacrifice some of his perverted ways when he married Sandy. She knew he looked at porn on the internet but would have no part of it herself.

Sandy was gorgeous. Petite body with nice big natural tits. A narrow waist and full round little butt. A natural blonde. She actually loved sex with Vic and knew how to work that tight little pussy of hers. Vic always imagined how Sandy would look riding a big black cock with that tight little pussy griping a thick black shaft.

Sandy wouldn’t take birth control and always made Vic wear a condom when they fucked. He could count on one hand how many times he and Sandy fucked bareback. He started to wonder how they would handle that at the resort. Surely these high profile black men weren’t going to use condoms. There were a lot of things he knew about Eban and lots he didn’t know.  Sandy also had a thing about sucking cock. She thought it was dirty and would never suck on Vic. Vic had to put up with the good and the bad. Vic was kind of hoping that by the time he and Sandy left the resort that she would change some of her ways about sex. Vic nodded off to sleep.

  Vic looked around kind of startled. His eyes were half shut from his nap. Sandy was just waking up beside him. The jet was stopped and the passenger door was opening. Vic and Sandy unbuckled their seat belts and stood up around the same time a black man entered the plane. He walked toward the couple with his hand extended out.

  “Greetings. You must be Vic and Sandy.”

  The couple was greeted with a hand shake and a smile.

“My name is Bert. I’m going to be your guide this morning and show you folks around the resort but first I’m going to take you where you can have a healthy breakfast.”

Sandy and Vic felt a little better

“I take it you were able to get a little sleep during your flight here.”

Sandy smiled. “Yes. I actually slept like a baby for the first time in nights.”

  Bert smiled as he escorted the couple off the plane. Sandy and Vic looked around. It was a small private airport surrounded by lots of tropical foliage. They got into this white limo where they were taken to this huge complex. They were served a very hearty breakfast in a private dinning area that looked out at the ocean.

  They were given a complete tour of the resort including the hotel, casinos, restaurants. Bert avoided the restricted areas of the complex where more of the wild things took place in public places. Sandy did do a lot of starring when they toured one of the outdoor pools. She took notice of all the gorgeous nude white woman that seemed to be accompanied by these handsome nude black gentlemen. She even gasped a few times when she got glimpses of their endowment.

  What made both Vic and Sandy upset the most were the way the white men had to dress. They weren’t completely dressed. As a policy at Eban. The attire for the white male servants was recently changed. They had to wear a black tuxedo vest only with a little red bowtie which was hooked on a leather neck ring. There was a clasp where a chain other apparatuses could be hooked or attached.

  Last but not least was the metal chastity tubes the white men all wore and was completely visible for everyone to see.  Each tube had a forty-five degree curve on the tube itself. The head of the penis poked thru the end. A handcuff like ring that locked in place around the testicles making it impossible to remove without using a key.

  Sandy asked about several white woman walking around with pregnant bellies. Bert quickly changed the subject never answering her question.

  The couple were than taken to a room where they signed numerous papers including their application for marriage separation. It was a new change at Eban. Couples were no longer required to divorce. They had to sign a legal separation. The couples could also retain and wear their wedding rings.

  These changes were alimented recently as a request by many of the black high profile clients who thought it would heighten their experience at the resort humiliating both the husband and wife. As soon as the couple finished their document signing they were than escorted and introduced to one of the resort doctors. He was an elderly black man and wore a white coat. Typical looking doctor Vic thought. After the handshakes and Sandy and Vic were told to strip down first for their exams. The doctor exited the small room while Sandy and Vic got undressed. The couple looked around for a gown or something that might be provided as a cover up but there wasn’t.

The doctor walked back in a few minutes later only this time he was accompanied by a black woman. Sandy was holding her hands on her tits but her pussy was completely visible to the doctor. The doctor started his exam on Vic first while the black woman took vital measurements of Sandy.

She was doing breast size, waist, hips, height and weight. She was asking Sandy all sorts of questions as the doctor examined Vic.  Once the doctor finished with Vic he started with Sandy next. Vic sat naked watching the black attendant preparing something in the corner of the room. Vic saw the shinny object and knew right away what it was. His chastity cage.

  Preparation & Training in Chapter 2