Australian Holiday
by
beck_and_call@hotmail.com
Chapter 4: slave jason
"How did she know so much about me?" Jason wondered. "I mean my
job, my boss' name. How did she know?"
Lady Mowbray handed Jason two plastic bags. "One is for the contents of
your pockets, the other is for your clothes," she said to him, arching
one eyebrow. She quickly turned on her heels and left, locking the door
behind her with an ominous CLICK.
Jason stood alone for the first time since he met his new Mistress. It
was happening all so fast, he thought. He was frightened but the mere
sight of Lady Mowbray, let alone the smell or the touch, excited him to
no end. He was on the fast track in life, going to the right places,
meeting the right people. So what was he doing here, in a dingy room at
an isolated manor, several continents away from home? Jason
ruminated for several minutes before he got to the task at hand. All
that he had in his pockets were his wallet, his passport, some spare
change, and his hotel key. He put those in the bag and began to
disrobe. Off came his royal blue Ralph Lauren shirt and Levi 501 jeans.
He sat on the mattress to pull off his Nike tennis shoes and his cotton
socks. Finally, red-faced, Jason pulled down his Calvin Klein briefs
and hesitantly stepped out of them.
With two plastic bags on the floor by the door, Jason stood in the
corner by the window with his arms folded, a chill running up his spine.
He remained like that for an hour until he heard the familiar clicking
of Lady Mowbray's heels get louder and louder. Finally the key slid in
the lock and his new employer appeared. She had obviously just come
from a bath. Her honey tresses still damp and clean scented, a slightly
parted robe doing nothing to suppress her ample bosom. Jason got more
than a good view at her form this time. Her long coltish legs perched
atop slippers seemed to go on forever until they disappeared under her
silk burgundy robe.
Jason's eyes widened. Lady Mowbray actually flashed him. A sneak peak
only, but done on purpose, he was sure. She wasn't wearing anything
underneath the robe. Her open-toed burgundy slippers also flashed him a
good look at her alabaster toes, a healthy pink glow to her nails
manicured perfectly and polished clearly. Just like her lovely hands.
Lady Mowbray carried a goblet of Chardonnay in her right hand and seemed
rather mellow. She looked like the cat who just ate the canary as her
blue eyes trailed down to Jason's noticeably erect penis. It was
circumcised and 61/2 inches long but if you asked Jason, he'd tell you
seven.
Swallowing the last of the wine, Lady Mowbray put the glass on the
floor by the bags and proceeded to rummage through Jason's wallet.
She found travelers cheques, some credit cards, and of course his
passport. The robe had a pocket from which Jason's new Mistress
produced a large pair of shears. He swallowed hard as Lady Mowbray
checked the sharpness of the blade on his driver's license. She started
to laugh deeply from her diaphragm. Jason thought she might be drunk.
In the blink of an eye, she sliced to ribbons all of Jason's valuables:
passport, credit cards, travelers cheques, everything. Even his
clothing was not spared.
Lady Mowbray sauntered over to the distraught man with her empty wine
goblet. She swabbed the inside of the glass with her long porcelain
finger until it was wet. She moved in on her new conquest until he was
enveloped. Her clean fresh scent and damp hair aroused him further.
The toe of her heeled slipper purposely stepped on poor Jason's
unprotected toes until he let out a stifled moan. Lady Mowbray then
raped his mouth with her index finger, probing it, exploring it. Jason
just stood there and took it, took it all. His Goddess breathed deeply
and studied him through heavy eyelids. He felt her breath on his cheek.
Suddenly, Lady Mowbray replaced her finger with her tongue, her warm wet
pink tongue. It still tasted of grape and Jason returned her kiss with
a passion that surprised him.
Just as suddenly, Lady Mowbray pulled away and waved her finger at him.
"You shouldn't take advantage of me like that darling. Don't you
realize that I'm the weaker sex?" she said mockingly. "I must go now
and join my husband for dinner. Susie will be here soon to feed you.
See you in the morning my pet."
