1 comments/ 70152 views/ 6 favorites Alex the Sex Slave By: TimT1972 This story continues on from "Alex is forced to become a whore" and "Alex works as a whore". This chapter works as a stand-alone story. * After the 'Karen' incident and the successful WMP party Marie-Louise came to trust Alex and promoted him to a 'Grade two' whore. She felt the fact that Alex had not betrayed her when he had the chance meant that he could be trusted to go on 'out-call' jobs. Alex's first job was to serve a Mrs Gutfreund, he was to go to the 'super luxury' Bristol Hotel in Mannheim. He was told that Mrs Gutfreund was an important industrialist, managing her late husband's diversified business empire. At the hotel the Assistant Manager Heidi Klaus swore (she knew obscenities in six languages) "Where is the bloody prostitute?" Heidi was used to providing guests with 'companions' but she hated the fact that these people were not under her direct control. Most of the whores were sourced from two main agencies in Mannheim, the Bristol only used Cartwright and Palmer when their client wanted something more unusual. Heidi was rushing around organising the final arrangements for Mrs Gutfreund's stay; white lilies in the room, Pol Roger champagne in the fridge, Camus cognac and Talisker whisky on the sideboard the list was endless, but the Bristol prided itself on getting the details right. When Alex got to the lobby he called her mobile "Hi, it's Alex from Cartwright and Palmer, I was told to report to you." "You are late, get the receptionist to point you to Suite 711." With that Heidi terminated the call. Alex was shown into a huge very modern huge suite, with stainless steel, glass and black leather being the prevalent materials. He was standing in the reception room which contained a huge TV, a couple of sofas and a meeting/dining table. An attractive woman marched in, age wise probably 35-45, her hair tied back and wearing a navy blue business suit with a white silk shirt. She barked, "Are you Alex?" "Yes, ma'am." "I am Heidi Klaus, the Assistant Manager of this hotel and the person responsible for Mrs Gutfreund's stay. I believe you are a prostitute who specialises in submissive services, is that correct?" "Yes, ma'am." "Good, I can't say I like providing people like you to our guests but as Mrs Gutfreund made the request it is my responsibility to satisfy it. Now strip." Alex was surprised by the order but knew it was pointless to argue so he did as requested. He stood in some black high cut knickers in front of Heidi, who circled around him looking him up and down. He wondered if she really needed to see him like this or if this was (an effective) way of humiliating him and emphasising her superiority. She twanged Alex's tight knicker elastic, smiling as he winced. He seemed to pass the muster as she said, "Your official title will be 'Research Assistant'. Now listen carefully we have some rules all prostitutes must obey at the Bristol; one, no soliciting of other guests, two no wearing of provocative clothing in the public areas of the hotel, three, you may not go to the bar or restaurant unless accompanied by one of our guests and four, you will leave the hotel no later than our guest. I will take great pleasure in having you thrown out of the hotel if you disobey any of these rules. Got that?" "Yes, ma'am. I understand." Looking at her clip board, Heidi said, "You were asked to bring a dinner jacket, a business suit, swimwear, restraints, a dildo, nipple clamps, condoms and a selection of canes and paddles, do you have all these?" "Yes, ma'am." "Good, Mrs Gutfreund will be here in twenty minutes. You had better get dressed. I believe you have a waiter's uniform, put it on and be standing by the entrance at 5.50pm. Any questions?" "No, ma'am." Alex unpacked his stuff and dressed in his uniform, which consisted of a white satin military-cut jacket and some tight skimpy white satin shorts, and was waiting by the door with time to spare. Mrs Gutfreund came into the room accompanied by two bellhops carrying her cases. She was in her late fifties or perhaps early sixties very elegant and simply reeked of power and authority. When she had dismissed the porters she looked at Alex. "So you are my companion for the next couple of days." "Yes, ma'am. Cartwright and Palmer sent me." "Good, I know the agency. I will be stressed and busy so will need my relaxation, you had better be good at your job. Did you bring all the things I requested?" "Yes, ma'am." "Here is a 'bleeper' you are to carry it at all times, if it goes off you are to come to me at once." "Come here and take your clothes off, I want to see what I have bought." Alex did as he was told, "Spread your legs." Mrs Gutfreund circled him and started by caressing Alex's bottom, then gently stroked his penis without making any comment as if Alex was some inanimate merchandise. Alex did not know if he had met with her approval or not. "Kneel." Alex did as he was told and Mrs Gutfreund put an inch wide metal collar engraved 'Sex Slave' around his neck, the collar clicking firmly in place. "You will wear it for the rest of your stay, waking and sleeping. It is loose enough to be invisible when worn with a formal shirt, but it signifies I own you body and soul, so don't forget it. Now put the uniform back on, you have some work to do." ~ Mrs Gutfreund got Alex to unpack her bags and run a bath whilst she relaxed with a book. He was then sent to shower and to change into a dinner jacket. Before he got into the shower, Alex tried to remove the collar but found it was securely locked. He realised he would not be using the hotel's swimming pool! Alex then escorted Mrs Gutfreund to dinner at the Bristol's restaurant. This was the ideal for an escort, good food, good wine, an interesting client and some mild flirting. After dinner Mrs Gutfreund suggested a night club. They went to "The Hervey" situated a few blocks away. The management clearly knew Mrs Gutfreund and they were escorted to a small table in a discreet corner. After a few minutes a waitress came over to ask if they would like to order any drinks. Mrs Gutfreund studied the wine list, Alex studied the waitress. She was a tall, athletic looking blond dressed in a white satin shirt and black satin skirt. The white shirt was tight and the girl had undone most of the buttons, so her cleavage was staining the remaining fabric. Her skirt was similarly skimpy just about covering her perfect behind. Mrs Gutfreund ordered a claret and asked the waitress "Are you available later?" "Yes ma'am, I am on waitress duty until 10 o'clock and then can be booked, see 'the system' for details." The girl then leant over Alex exposing her thong covered arse and pressed a button in the centre of the table. Immediately an iPad type device came to life. Alex saw there were various tabs 'Boys, Girls and Rooms'. The waitress clicked to the 'Girls' tab and said, "I am Abbie," clicking on her own icon. Up came a web page that had a rather fetching picture of 'Abbie' in the nude and told them 'Abbie is everything you could want in a young woman and more... Warm, sensual with a naughty erotic side it does not take her very long to reveal! She offers the perfect company at any time of the day...', then followed a list of all the sexual activities that Abbie 'enjoyed'. At the bottom of the page were the girl's rates and a booking system. Abbie curtsied and left. Alex could not help looking at her as she left, or more accurately her behind which was only partially covered by her skirt. As he looked two lithe young girls walked over to the next booth. They were dressed in elegant figure-hugging evening dresses. They stopped in font of the table and asked "Did you order Joanne and Poppy?" Alex did not hear the answer but he saw the girls touch two clips at the top of their dresses and saw how their outfits fell to the ground leaving them standing naked in front of their prospective client. They stood like this for a couple of minutes making no attempt to cover themselves, as if it were totally normal for them to be standing nude in the middle of a restaurant. They then turned so the man could see their perfect bottoms. Eventually they were told to put their dresses back on, this they did and sat next to their new client. Alex continued to entertain Mrs Gutfreund, as they drank their excellent claret. After about an hour a waiter came up to Mrs Gutfreund and whispered something in her ear, she nodded. The waiter than asked Alex to accompany him, Mrs Gutfreund indicated that he should do as he was asked. Alex was escorted to a side office. He knocked on the door and when he entered he saw a bored looking woman sitting at a desk in front of a line of lockers. When she saw Alex she said, "You're with Mrs Gutfreund? Please take all your clothes off and put them in locker 15, I will get the kit you will need." Alex looked around and found there were no changing rooms so reluctantly undressed in the middle of the office. When he was down to his briefs he turned to the lady to find what clothes he should be putting on. She made it plain that Alex should strip completely, this he unwillingly did, hoping she would provide something decent in return. He stood naked in front of her desk whilst she looked him up and down before she gave him a black satin toga. He put it on noticing, as he had feared, that it barely covered his bottom. Abbie then walked in. She looked surprised to see Alex "Oh hello, I thought you were a client." "No I am Mrs Gutfreund's companion. I am called Alex." "Then it looks as if we will be working together." As she was talking she stripped off her clothes and asked the lady for her toga. Alex could not stop himself staring, Abbie's body was superb, smooth and athletic. When she put the toga on, she checked herself in the mirror. Alex could have told her she looked perfect, but he was not asked. "Has anyone explained how these things work?" "No." "Well you see these clips on the shoulders, when we are presented we pinch them and the toga will fall to the ground. There are weights in the seams to make sure the toga falls smoothly, like this." Abbie unclipped her toga and sure enough it fell displaying her naked body, "Try it." Alex pinched the clips and after a few goes the toga fell as it was designed to. Abbie looked at a screen set into one of the walls, "You have got Dungeon 15, I've got 17. If we have time I will show you around. They are well equipped, you will probably know the set up, normal torture instruments, a bed and I think yours has a Jacuzzi. Are you a professional?" "Yes, I have been doing this for almost a year." "Great, I hate working with newbies. We now just hang around until we get a call." Abbie showed Alex around his dungeon as promised and after waiting for about half an hour they got the call and were told to present themselves at Mrs Gutfreund's table. Alex saw that Mrs Gutfreund was talking to an older man and a young, slightly plump, woman. As they approached the table Mrs Gutfreund saw them and said "Ah, Helmut, Unna, your prizes have arrived." Abbie whispered, "Now." Simultaneously they reached for the clips on their togas, and watched as they fell to the ground. As Abbie and Alex stood naked in front of the table Mrs Gutfreund continued, "Helmut I hope I was right in getting you a girl and Unna you a boy, we can change things if you want." "No thank you, Mrs Gutfreund." They responded in unison, as Abbie and Alex turned to show them their behinds. "OK, take your prizes and have fun, you have deserved it." With that she waved her employees away. Abbie and Alex pulled up their togas and led their clients to a door marked with a skull and cross bones. When they entered Dungeon 15, Alex showed Unna around and then got down on his knees in the middle of the dungeon. The lights were low and the room smelt of leather and sex. Unna looked at Alex, staring at his 'Sex Slave' collar, and said, "Let's start as we mean to go on, lick my shoes." Alex did as he was told, Unna looked on as Alex's toga slipped to one side revealing his naked bottom squirming around as he licked each side of her shoes. "Alex, I have looked forward to this for a long time, I have heard my male colleagues talk about giving the girl a quick spank and then having sex, your punishment will be lot more painful!" Unna hoped she had said this with confidence. She had always yearned to torture someone and was worried that Alex would stand up and explain that he could only be spanked a few times and the torture equipment was only for show. Who would voluntarily submit to what she had in mind? Unna decided the thing to do was to start the session slowly and gradually increase the level of pain and humiliation, hoping that Alex would not object. She knew that if he complained she would have to accept things and stop. She removed her business suit and stood before Alex in a black leather corset, brief panties and suspenders. "Alex take off the toga, I want you to wear this." Alex let the toga fall to the ground and took a gauze mini-skirt from Unna. He pulled the skirt on, easing the elastic over his hips. He was not happy, this was so embarrassing. He was not surprised the skirt was short, but at least it seemed the gauze was just about thick enough to give him some cover. Unna thought Alex looked strikingly seductive in the skirt, his shaved androgynous body made him look sexy and terribly available. He seemed very natural, he did not look as if he was trying to dress as a woman, merely as if he were wearing some very revealing underwear. "I was going to dress you in shorts, but then I thought I might need to punish you and a skirt would be so much more convenient for both of us. I hope you agree." "Yes, mistress." Alex lied. "As you are wearing a skirt you will curtsey to me after I give you an order." Alex flexed his knees as he said, "Yes, mistress." Unna walked behind Alex and the lifted the back of his skirt to give his bottom a stroke. She then caressed his arse with a feather rubbing it between his legs touching his cock. "Spread your legs, Alex." Unna continued to massage Alex's inner thighs with the feather. To Alex it was torture, oh so very pleasurable torture, but he knew he had to stand as still as he could. As the feather caressed his penis it felt as he was on fire, he was painfully aroused. Unna came around to face Alex. She brought her face within inches of Alex's, letting her scent waft over him. She really was very sexy Alex thought, he yearned to take her head in his hands and taste her glistening lips. She started by caressing his nipples, then raised the skirt and began to stroke his balls again. Alex tried to look away and think about other things as Unna concentrated on stroking the underside of his penis and his balls. She dropped the feather and grabbed Alex by the thighs and pulled him against her, his erect penis wedged against her panties, it felt wonderful. After what seemed like an age, Unna let go. "So Alex did you enjoy that?" "Yes, mistress." "See, I said you would see the advantages of wearing the skirt." "Yes, mistress." Mrs Gutfreund watched Unna and Alex and Abbie and Helmut on the Hervey's CCTV. She looked admiringly at Abbie's body but quickly got bored, Helmut only wanted vanilla sex, Mrs Gutfreund always knew he was tedious. Abbie was very good at her job and Mrs Gutfreund knew Helmut would be boasting about this night to his dull friends for months to come. Unna on the other hand was fun, she was a kinky young lady and looked good in her corset. Mrs Gutfreund was impressed how she had planned ahead; the skirt was a nice touch, she could see Alex was very uncomfortable wearing it. Mrs Gutfreund laughed as Unna forced Alex to curtsey, perhaps she should get Alex to do this for the rest of his time with her. Unna kept Alex standing in the centre of the dungeon and now reached for a riding crop. She circled around Alex gently raised the back of his skirt. She eased the crop between Alex's legs gently easing them further apart, and then massaged his bottom with the crop, all this in silence. After raising the front of the skirt she tapped his inner thighs and stroked his balls with the crop. Then Unna started tapping Alex's cock. The rapid blows were not hard but their cumulative effect were very uncomfortable for Alex. Unna loved the sound of the crop on Alex's penis. "Now Alex, bend over the whipping horse." As Alex went to the horse he heard Unna say, "Come back here Alex, remember you curtsey when you receive an order." Alex apologised, returned and stood before his mistress, smoothed down his skirt and gave her a deep curtsey. Unna thought he looked terribly vulnerable, this just added to her desire. Alex leaned over the whipping horse and Unna buckled the wrist cuffs onto him. Unna stood back and gazed at the lovely sight of Alex strapped to the horse, his skirt barely covering his delectable bottom. She had fantasised about this for so long and finally, incredibly her dreams were coming true. She was so turned on she was almost incoherent and couldn't resist rubbing her pussy. She felt she might explode and there was still so much fun to be had. It just got better, she had worried that Alex might refuse to wear the skirt, then he might refuse to curtsey and finally she wondered if hitting his cock with the crop was beyond his limits, but he had obeyed her. She could see he hated some of this, especially being forced to wear a skirt, but the important thing was he was submitting. Unna folded Alex's skirt into the waistband so she had an uninterrupted view of his behind. She then arranged a selection of the whips she was going to use on a side table. Unna started with the feather again, but this was to lull Alex into a false sense of security. After a few minutes she silently dropped the feather and picked a cane and gave Alex three quick firm blows. Alex was shocked out of his pleasurable daze. There was nothing quite like the searing sting of the cane. Alex yelped, he vividly felt the three strokes and the pain did not diminish. Unna then started to use the paddle. She loved the sound that the paddle made and knew the pain was less intense than the cane but spread over the whole of Alex's arse. Unna realised that as Alex was not complaining about his beating, she could do pretty much anything she liked with his body and she should stop worrying about being told to 'stop', the only limit was her imagination. She enjoyed her 'work', but she found her panties were getting somewhat moist and restricting her movements so dispensed with them. She felt so liberated, and rather naughty, walking around the dungeon in just her corset and stockings. The riding crop was Unna's favourite, she thought it was so elegant and loved the accuracy with which she could target her whipping. Unna had concentrated on Alex's buttocks and was rewarded with a beautiful red glow as evidence of her hard work. She now aimed for Alex's thighs, particularly the soft inner thigh, she loved to see him 'dance' as she rained the blows down. A particularly hard whack from Unna's crop resulted in Alex letting out an involuntary cry of pain. After the last yelp, Unna thought she should quieten Alex down a little and went to look at the gags. She chose a ball gag and was walking back to the whipping horse when she saw her knickers lying on the ground. This gave her an evil idea, she ordered Alex to open his mouth and instead of the gag pushed her panties in. She wondered how they tasted! She sealed his mouth with some black duct tape. Unna stroked Alex's bottom, feeling the heat and marvelling at its redness, criss-crossed by a few darker cane marks. Unna released Alex and took him over to a large PVC table, she told him to lay on his back and bound him spread eagled. Unna pulled the restraints on Alex's legs very tight so they were spread exceedingly wide and he could not move them at all. This left his cock very exposed. Unna felt the inside of his thighs, stroking his soft sensitive skin, then felt his penis, which she massaged with a slow rhythmic motion. She was pleased that Alex became hard very quickly. He was truly at her mercy. She slapped his penis and smiled as it returned to the vertical position. Alex did not smile, he felt as if his legs were being wrenched apart. Alex the Sex Slave Unna picked up a 'Wartenberg wheel', (a half inch diameter wheel with a series of sharp spikes, attached to a metal handle) and started to play. She began by rolling the wheel up the insides of Alex's thighs. The pins were sharp but did not puncture the skin, this said they were extremely painful. The pain was sharp. Unna then went for Alex's balls going up and down the scrotum. Unna's panties were the only thing stopping Alex from crying out due to the pain, and it got worse, Unna then rolled the wheel up Alex's shaft, the pain was almost unbearable. To finish Unna tortured the area between Alex's balls and anus. After what seemed like an age Unna stopped and surveyed Alex's beautiful body now covered in a thin layer of perspiration, she thought he looked wonderful. Unna released Alex from his restraints and without being told he fell on his knees in front of her. She then removed the duct tape and her panties from his mouth. Alex gasped and asked for something to drink. Unna felt sorry for him and went to find something, she easily found the champagne but could only find one glass, then her eyes rested on a stainless steel dog bowl. She filled this and returned. Alex would normally have taken a half hearted sip and tried to ignore the indignity, this time his thirst was too great and he got down on his hands and knees and lapped up as much of the liquid as he could. Unna demurely sipped her champagne and watched Alex's partially covered bottom bob up and down, gradually the skirt slipped over Alex's back totally exposing his bottom. When Alex had finished the champagne he got to his knees. Unna gazed at him, he was so beautiful and she realised he would do literally anything she wanted, any sexual service, her worries had been groundless. She wondered if he did this of his own free will or if he was forced to serve people like herself. Was he truly a 'sex slave'? She hadn't seen any coercion, but one didn't know. Did he have any choice but to follow her instructions? She wondered what sort of life it was. Unna stroked Alex's hair affectionately. His innocent good looks and submissiveness made her feel terribly horny. After a few minutes Unna said, "OK Alex, your punishment is over, adjust your skirt and make yourself look decent and go to the bedroom." Alex did as he was told, he wondered if 'decent' was really the right word as he smoothed down his gauze skirt. "Up on the bed, you are going to fuck me." Unna positioned Alex on his back with his arms tied to the bed posts above his head. She brushed his skirt away and was pleased to be greeted by a very excited Alex. Unna then straddled him on top and slid her legs straight out and forward, so that her feet were on either side of his shoulders. She wanted to make sure that she was in control of this sex. Unna held Alex's shins and started swivelling her hips in a figure-eight motion. She started moving slowly and gently but gradually increased in force and urgency as she became more and more turned on. Alex as ever played his part, he was very hard and it seemed that he wanted his release as urgently as she did. Unna tried to savour the moment but she was almost insanely horny and came to a terrific climax, she did not care about Alex but felt him come soon afterwards. After her orgasm Unna lay on Alex clutching him, she had never had anything like this sexual high, it was as if she had experienced a dozen orgasms not one. After the shower Alex put on his toga and after kissing Unna goodbye went to the locker room to get his dinner jacket back. He found there was a short queue. In front of his was a sweet looking blond examining her tits. She turned to Alex and said "Excuse me, would you have a quick look at my bottom and see if I have any nasty cuts." Alex looked at what was an extremely desirable behind and saw a number of marks, it seemed the girl had been quite severely caned but he confirmed there were no marks that wouldn't heal in 24 hours. "Great, some bastard put me off work for a week last month, how about you?" Alex turned and raised his toga, she looked at his bottom, "You have had quite a night, but again nothing permanent." Alex was relieved, a submissive could be off work for weeks if a client got too excited. The blond handed in her toga and received her clothes in return, changing without embarrassment right in front of Alex. When the blond had gone, Alex smiled as he remembered she had never introduced herself. Alex got dressed and returned to the Bristol and presented himself at Suite 711. Mrs Gutfreund opened the door in her silk dressing gown, "I hope you gave Unna a good time." "She seemed very satisfied, mistress." "Good, strip, I want you to give me a massage before I go off to sleep." Alex did as he was told, Mrs Gutfreund made it plain she did not have the energy for sex and after half an hour Alex was dismissed to sleep naked on the floor. ~ The next day Mrs Gutfreund had to go into the office. Alex was told to put on his business suit and accompany her as an assistant. This he did, he spent a pretty tedious day running errands, getting cups of coffee and photocopying. When Alex met Unna, she greeted him as an old friend, she told him how much she enjoyed their 'meeting' and hoped they could get together again. Alex couldn't guess she was wearing the panties she had stuffed in his mouth the previous night and but it was clear she was still floating on a sexual high. After this he assumed most of the office knew his real profession. He was unsure if Unna had told her co-workers or if he was one of a string of Mrs Gutfreund's handsome young 'assistants'. One or two women made lewd comments or tried it on but Alex managed to deflect the comments with his usual good grace. Alex had one rather bitter run-in with some lady from Human Resources but other than that there was little to report. He accompanied Mrs Gutfreund back to the Bristol where she continued working at the conference table. At about 7pm Alex heard his bleeper and he went through to the main suite. Mrs Gutfreund told him to get into 'the position'. Alex dutifully stripped and knelt before his employer. "So how did things go today?" "Fine, mistress." "No problems or run-ins with anyone." "No, mistress." "What about Miss Ranieri?" "A slight disagreement, the lady thinks a lot of herself." "Alex was it wise to tell a senior executive from my organisation to '**** off'? Do you know Miss Ranieri is my daughter?" Before Alex could answer the lady in question entered the room. Mrs Gutfreund continued, "I think an apology might be in order." "Sorry Miss Ranieri, if I offended you." "Alex, I think she is looking for more than a verbal apology." Miss Ranieri was tall, with a full figure, her long brown hair was perfectly straight giving her a slightly severe appearance. Her face was handsome rather than pretty. She walked up to him and said, "Alex, kiss my feet." Alex could see he had made a serious mistake. It seemed so reasonable to defy the lady when he was wearing a nicely tailored suit, it was rather more difficult when he was kneeling naked at her feet. Alex therefore did as he was told, kissing her shoes. "To teach you some manners, I have asked Miss Ranieri to discipline you this evening." Miss Ranieri left the room. "Alex get your kimono on and follow her to Suite 635. I want you back here by midnight." Alex put on some underwear and the kimono. The difficulty was the kimono was very short and only came down to mid thigh. As he left he heard Mrs Gutfreund say "Alex, no knickers." Alex slipped off his underwear and left the suite, he rushed along the corridor hoping that he would not meet any of the other guests. He tore down the stairs to the next floor. When he got to Suite 635 his heart was racing, he quietly knocked on the door, hoping Miss Ranieri would quickly open it, in his anxiety not to be spotted in his micro-kimono he had forgotten the reception he was likely to get when the door was opened. But the door did not open, he was about to knock for the second time when a respectable, middle aged couple passed him. Alex tried to pull down the kimono but he could feel their eyes staring at his behind. Then they saw his 'Sex Slave' collar, Alex felt humiliated. Eventually Miss Ranieri opened the door and let Alex into her suite. "Right Alex, it seems I have the pleasure of teaching you the meaning of respect. Take up 'the position'." Alex took off his kimono and knelt naked in the centre of the room. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Miss Ranieri called out "Come in." Turning to Alex she said, "Don't move." The maid came into the room carrying one of Alex's bags "Miss Ranieri, Mrs Gutfreund said you might need this." Her last words almost died on her lips as she saw Alex, naked except for his 'Sex Slave' collar. Miss Ranieri said "Thank you...Oh you haven't been formally introduced to Alex." "No ma'am. I am sorry I have clearly got you at an inconvenient time." "Don't worry Liese" said Miss Ranieri reading the maid's name badge. Looking at her, she was perhaps eighteen, attractive and clearly naive, "What time does your shift end?" "Eight o'clock. ma'am." "Liese, how would you like to get to know Alex better? We could have a lot of fun with him, he is very eager to please." Liese was clearly uncertain she knew it was against the rules to 'party' with guests but could not keep her eyes off the naked Alex, he was so beautiful, she simply could not resist so mumbled, "Yes, ma'am I would very much like that." "Good, then see you in fifteen minutes. Please bring along one of the Bristol's better bottles of champagne. I look forward to an amusing party." As Liese left Miss Ranieri looked at Alex with an evil grin "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Marlene Ranieri, but you will call me 'mistress'." Alex and Marlene spent the next quarter of an hour unpacking the bag Liese had delivered, to Alex's relief they found Mrs Gutfreund had packed some of his underwear which Marlene allowed him to put on. They attached the restraints to the bed and arranged the whips, dildos and nipple clamps on a sideboard. Marlene then went and had a shower and changed into a brief black silk thong, top, garter belt and stilettos. She looked magnificent and she knew it. Eventually there was a knock at the door and Liese entered with the requested bottle of champagne. "Alex would you kindly serve us. Liese has got to change." Marlene gently led the maid to her bedroom "Let's get you out of that ugly maid's outfit and see your underwear, Liese." Liese took off her dress and stood in her cheap mismatched panties and bra. "Oh, Liese they won't do. First have a shower then you had better have some of my underwear." Marlene pointed her to her chest of draws, "Take whatever you want." When Liese opened the draw she saw more silk underwear than she had ever seen in her life, the first thing she picked out was a black silk thong. She immediately dropped it as she had never worn that sort of thing. As Liese went through the draw she found most of the underwear was brief and all of it was silky. Marlene came up behind her and gave her a light kiss on the neck and said, "Found anything?" "The underwear is quite brief, ma'am." "Call me Marlene remember, and yes it is brief. You will look great in it." Marlene picked up some skimpy silk black panties and a matching bra, "What about this?" Liese was unsure, so to concentrate her mind Marlene gave Liese's towel a quick tug so it fell to the ground, she liked the look of Liese naked. "Come on Liese, we'll have fun." Swallowing hard Liese complied and put the lingerie on. The silk felt nice against her skin and looking at the mirror she also realised she looked sexy. Liese pouted at the mirror, pleased with her transformation. She was relieved that she had started to shave as the front of the panties was very small. Liese still felt nervous but did not feel she could disappoint Marlene who seemed so confident; she also was looking forward to seeing Alex. Marlene seemed happy with how Liese looked, kissed her demurely on the lips and said "Let's have some fun!" Marlene strode out to the living room, followed by a rather less certain Liese, "Alex, on your knees." Alex, still only wearing the briefest of knickers, knelt before Marlene. "Alex, you are to entertain Liese. She feels a little shy, so you must put her at her ease... Liese what can Alex do for you?" Liese was still anxious, seeing herself in the mirror has given her a lift, but seeing an almost naked boy on his knees in front of her was something else. Uncertain or not she felt a delicious warmth between her legs, she wanted Alex and he was very obviously 'on offer'. She heard Marlene suggesting she spank Alex, all she really wanted to do was to get her hands on this beautiful creature, so spanking seemed a good place to start. Liese sat on the bed and Marlene told Alex to lay across her knees. Liese spread her legs a little to let Alex's cock rest between them. She looked down at Alex's bottom, it was covered by some tight, satin 'high cut' briefs. She lifted the elastic on the side of the panties and let it snap back against Alex's bottom. Liese started by stroking the fabric, it was deliciously soft and smooth, next she ran her finger down the crease in his cheeks. She then pulled his pants between his cheeks so she could see his bare arse. "Go on Liese, give him a spank." Liese did so, spanking one cheek after another, she loved the slight wobble of the buttock after she struck it. Marlene walked over and delicately pulled down Alex's panties so Liese could see his bare bottom. As Liese spanked him some more she saw Alex's buttocks gradually turning red. It was a subtle shade of pink. She would hit the left cheek then the right then the left four or five times in quick succession. It amused her to vary the strength and timing of the smacks so Alex never knew what was coming. Liese felt Alex's bottom gradually warm up as she smacked. For variety she sometimes hit his thighs, feeling Alex's inner thighs she was amazed at how soft they were, they also seemed to mark much more quickly than his buttocks. As Liese got tired Marlene handed her a paddle and she continued to spank Alex. The paddle was made of rough black leather and was about two feet in length and four inches wide. It made a wonderful noise as it hit Alex's buttocks. She knew Alex must be in some pain as he squealed with ever stroke, but she also felt his cock, firmly wedged between her thighs, gradually becoming erect. "I think that should do it. Alex, stand by the wall and let Liese and me admire your bottom." Alex did as he was told, Marlene adjusted his panties so they were suspended at thigh height. Marlene gave Liese her glass of champagne and joined her on the bed. They laid back and stared at Alex's bottom. Marlene gave Liese a hug and whispered, "Well done," seductively in her ear. Liese felt so totally depraved, drinking champagne, dressed in silk underwear, in the arms of an attractive guest and with a naked boy at her command. This was oh so very different to a TV-dinner in her bedsit. "That was fun, what else can we do with him?" Liese asked. "Anything you want he is ours for the night." "Sex?" "Of course. He will do anything you want, and I mean anything. Alex get in the 'the position'." Alex stepped out of his pants and kneeled naked before Liese and Marlene. "Alex bring me your pants." As Alex reached for them he realised his mistake, "No use your teeth." Alex then got down on all fours and clasped them in his mouth and delivered them to Marlene. Marlene pressed her body ever closer to Liese, who responded by gently stroking Marlene's thigh. "Alex, entertain us. Go and get your pink gel dildo and show us how you give a blow job." Alex got the dildo and started to lick the end and gradually take more and more of the dildo down his throat. At intervals he took the dildo out of his mouth and licked the shaft. His actions were slow and as wanton as he could make them. The dildo was covered in his saliva and he found that the rhythmic grinding of his hips was getting him excited. He stopped thinking about his audience and started to enjoy himself. Liese was mesmerised and asked Marlene "Is he gay?" "I don't think so, but it doesn't much matter. He will do as he is told. Watch. Alex, that is enough. Now fuck yourself." Alex had been dreading this, but he rolled lay back and spread his legs as wide as they would go and then licked his fingers and eased them up his arse. They entered relatively easily; he then gently followed with the saliva covered dildo. The saliva proved an excellent lubricant and within a short while he was pumping away. His legs swung as he forced the dildo in and out with ever increasing speed. Alex forgot Marlene and Liese as he gradually entered his own private bliss, he closed his eyes and groaned with pleasure. He pushed harder and deeper, ever deeper. Marlene stroked Liese's pussy as they watched Alex's performance. "Do you want him, Liese?" "Yes, ma'am." "Then let's get out of these things." With that Marlene rose from the bed and stripped off her bra and panties. Liese's lust overcame her scruples and she followed suit. Marlene looked at her approvingly, and pulled her close and kissed her. Liese was surprised but did not resist, in fact she responded, rubbing herself against Marlene's naked body kissing her passionately. Marlene eased Liese on to the bed, laying down and spreading her legs, "Liese lick me and Alex, I think Liese requires your services." Marlene lay back on the bed and spread her legs. Liese had never had a lesbian experience, and was unsure as to exactly what she should do, but she did not want to admit her inexperience and knelt on the bed and started to lick Marlene's shaved pussy. As she did so, she felt Alex behind her gently spreading her legs and rubbing her vagina. Liese was excited and very willing. Alex gradually inserted his penis and then started pumping. Liese had never had sex on all fours before and loved the new sensation, she felt loose and promiscuous that only added to her arousal. Alex looked down on the naked bodies of both Marlene and Liese and thrust with ever greater urgency. Liese was incredibly turned-on and licked Marlene with increasing intensity. Liese came with a shudder, but redoubled her efforts to give Marlene pleasure, this was rewarded when Marlene came soon afterwards. "Liese snuggle up here, you are lovely. Alex get us something to drink." Alex found some wine in the fridge and served the girls. He knelt in front of them in case they needed anything else. "Alex, come here." Alex got on the bed and lay next to Marlene gently massaging her tits and stomach. The three lay exhausted but happy. After a while Liese explained that she had to go. Marlene insisted she kept the silky underwear as a memento. As, a still naked, Marlene escorted Liese to the door, Liese kissed her saying she hoped 'more than anything in the world' that she would be able to serve Marlene again. "Alex, I am not sure I have done a very good job at punishing you! But I m sure you won't be rude to me next time we meet. I still feel horny, are you up to another go?" "Yes, mistress. It would be a great pleasure." It was an exhausted Alex who left Marlene's suite. This time he did not care about the knowing stares he got as he walked back in his short kimono. The guests must have known he was a whore but the stares he tended to get were lascivious rather than outraged. ~ Alex slept naked on Mrs Gutfreund's floor. After they had showered, had breakfast and packed, Mrs Gutfreund said she wanted some fun and Alex should prepare himself for a long morning. She ordered Alex to strip, put on the restraints and lay spread eagle on the bed. She then locked his arms and legs to the four corners of the bed. As she did so she got a call on her mobile. She spoke in an agitated fashion and after a few minutes she came into the bedroom and apologised but said she had to run. She pressed the keys of the restraints into Alex's hand, threw a few banknotes on the bed, kissed him on the cheek and left. Alex the Sex Slave Alex dozed for a while and then decided he better be getting up. It then dawned on him that although he had the keys for his restraints he could not reach the padlocks on his wrist cuffs, much as he strained he could not get the key anywhere near the lock. After straining and almost dropping the keys he realised he was never going to be able to get out of his predicament. The fact he was naked meant he was none too keen on shouting for help so laid back and damned his luck. After about an hour he heard the cleaners enter the Suite. For an age they seemed to concentrate on the reception room. Suddenly the door opened and a cleaner entered the room, initially she continued hoovering and did not seem to notice Alex. After a few minutes Alex said, "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help." The cleaner looked up and saw naked Alex on the bed, "Oh sorry Sir, I did not mean to disturb you." "No, don't worry would you kindly release me, the keys are in my hand." But the cleaner had already left the room. A couple of minutes later she returned with her colleague. They were both in their fifties or sixties, time had not been kind to either, they were both wrinkled and overweight. Alex wondered if they had had any looks to lose in the first place, now they were certainly not attractive ladies. "Can one of you please release me." The second cleaner said nothing but started looking a Alex's toys that were poking out of one of his bags. She picked up one of the whips, then examined one of the vibrators. She then turned to Alex and asked "What are you doing here with all this stuff?" "I was Mrs Gutfreund's companion." "Do you mean you are a prostitute?" "Yes." "Well what about a free one for me and my friend Clara?" "No, will you please release me or I will start shouting." Clara now spoke, "I don't think you are in the position to do any shouting." She approached the bed and felt Alex's cock and started slowly wanking him. Alex did not like this, she was simply ugly and her hands were appallingly calloused. Clara's friend started toying with the vibrator and asked, "Did Mrs Gutfreund put this up your bottom?" "Yes. Please release me." "What shall we do?" Clara asked. "It is probably too dangerous to fuck him, however much fun it would be, we had probably better release him." "Why should we if he won't do anything for us?" "Good point, we could just watch him squirm." "Should we tell Miss Klaus?" "Yes give the stuck-up bitch something to think about. I would love to see her face when we show him to her." With this the cleaners left. Alex twisted with all his might as he tried to get out of his restraints but without success. After about twenty minutes Heidi Klaus entered the room. Alex recognised her as the Assistant Manager who had given him the dressing down on the first day. She was initially shocked at seeing him naked on the bed but quickly regained her composure. "I think I remember telling you that you were not welcome here after our guest had left. It seems you have ignored me." "No Miss Klaus, please release me and I will be gone within the hour." "Too late I am afraid. You have overstayed your welcome. Now we can either do things formally, this means going to Head of Security, a formal release and complaint to your agency or you can take my punishment, which will it be?" "Come on Miss Klaus, please just release me. You know I have not stayed of my own free will." "Alex, I am not sure you are listening to me, the question is will you accept my punishment?" Alex really could not face the humiliation of security guards having to release him, he suspected that the Klaus woman would ensure that the audience was huge by the end of things, so he decided to capitulate, anything to get things over quickly, "OK, Miss Klaus you win. I will accept your punishment." Without more ado. Heidi released him "Follow me and bend over the sofa." Heidi strode into the reception room carrying one of Alex's riding crops, as she did so she saw the cleaners, Clara and Elke. For a minute she was uncertain as to what to do, but she quickly realised they had seen Alex walking naked, except for his 'Sex Slave' collar, behind her and would put two and two together. She decided to continue as if whipping boys was quite normal, so with as much confidence as she could muster she said, "As you are aware, prostitutes are not permitted to stay in the Bristol after their clients have left. Alex has disobeyed this rule and will be punished, you can watch if you wish." Neither of the cleaners said anything nor did they leave the room, they merely stopped working and leaned against the wall. Alex bent over the sofa and raised his bottom and spread his legs as he had been trained to do. He obediently waited for his punishment, all too conscious of his nakedness and the audience. Heidi hit him a hard blow which caused Alex to let out an involuntary yelp. Heidi then proceeded to give him ten further blows in quick succession. They produced some perfect red lines on his arse. She then paused for a minute or so. Alex did not move and just waited for the final blows. The last stroke was harder than the rest and Alex let out a loud shriek. The cleaners were clearly fascinated seeing Alex's punishment, in part that he accepted it without complaint. They stared at his bottom as it was whipped. "OK, Alex, now get dressed. I want you out of here in ten minutes and Clara and Elke stop gawping and get on with your work." As Alex walked out of the Mannheim Bristol, he was conscious he was still wearing his 'Sex Slave' collar, he hoped they would be able (and willing) to remove it at Regensburg. He was slightly worried Mrs Gutfreund would not want it damaged and he would have to wear it for weeks. To be continued...